Under the cover of darkness, Meng Xiang gently slid into a huge valley, with strange rocks growing everywhere, sparse grass and trees, and a desolate look. However, Meng Xiang knew that it was just an illusion. With the help of his keen five senses, he could clearly feel that there were many creatures hidden under the rocks and weeds.

Meng Xiang didn't have to think about it, and he knew that the lives he sensed should be scorpions, because before his people actually entered the valley, they smelled a faint smell of fishy smell. The man in the middle wanted to vomit and his mind was dizzy. It was obviously a strange poison. It was precisely because of this that he didn't even see the birds flying over the valley.

At this time, Meng Xiang's vision became much wider and clearer. He could see the Scorpion King Valley in a radius of hundreds of miles very clearly without opening his eyes. Meng Xiang was not surprised by this, because the underworld was not as dark as he thought when he first entered.

The darkest thing in the Netherworld is the high altitude and its boundaries. If it really falls to the ground or is lower than the ground, although the light is still relatively dim, Meng Xiang's eyesight is enough to see far, and even clearly.

Of course, if it were an ordinary person who had not practiced, it would be inconvenient in the underworld even on the ground, because the brightest place in the underworld is like the evening of twilight, but the ability of organisms to adapt to the environment is very powerful.

The indigenous people in the Netherworld have lived in it for generations for unknown long, so they have adapted to the dim light. Even an ordinary person who has not practiced anyway, his vision in the Netherworld will not be much worse than that of an ordinary person living in a normal world such as the fairy world. Therefore, in the Netherworld, the dim light is not a problem for the indigenous people.

There was only one thing that Meng Xiang felt a little strange. Although he searched carefully, he could not find where the light that existed in the underworld was emitted from, just like it appeared out of thin air, with no origin or place to go.

If you can't find it, you can't find it. Meng Xiang did not have much entanglement on this issue. His main task now is to get himself infected with the aura of Emperor Huangquan earlier, so that the indigenous people living in the underworld could not recognize his identity. He was no longer rejected by the underworld.

Although Meng Xiang had obtained some information from the Scorpion Shepherd through soul searching, knowing that he, an outsider, would definitely be rejected by the underworld, he did not care too much because he did not clearly feel the existence of its rejection of him, but when he really approached the ground, he realized that the Scorpion Shepherd was not lying to him, and in fact the situation was even more serious than he thought.

While flying towards the Scorpion King Valley, Meng Xiang felt a very bad feeling. The feeling was a little difficult to describe. If you had to describe it, it would be like some plunging into the paste. A sticky and slippery thing wrapped around his body, making it very difficult for him to move or do anything else.

What's more serious is that after the paste wrapped around him, it would soon air-dry and harden him, imprisoning him. Then more paste would be poured on his body. Layer after layer, and each layer of his movement would be more restricted, because it not only imprisoned his movements, but also was very heavy. Even with his strong physique, he would soon feel pressure.

Meng Xiang had no doubt at all. If he could not get rid of the rejection and confinement of the Netherworld in the Netherworld, even if he would not have any problems in a short time, but over time, he really didn't know whether he would become those small and medium-sized amber insects.

After a month, Meng Xiang became a little suspicious and worried. If he had not moved for such a long time, even if he could get himself infected with the breath of Emperor Huangquan, would he still have the ability to break free from the amber shell?

Fortunately, Meng Xiang quickly knew that he didn't have to worry about this problem. When the invisible paste wrapped around his body and made him feel a little difficult to move, the Chaos Worm Xiaohui appeared, and its appetite was still as good as ever, even in the underworld.

With Xiao Hui's help, the invisible paste that wrapped around Meng Xiang quickly disappeared, and it disappeared very quickly, and was swallowed by it. Although it could not completely get rid of him, he was not worried about becoming a little bug in amber.

After entering the Scorpion King Valley, Meng Xiang did not really land on the ground in order not to attract attention. Although he was quite confident in his ability to resist poison, in the memory of the Scorpion Shepherd, there were many varieties in the Scorpion King Valley that were more powerful than the scorpion he raised.

Meng Xiang was just preparing to temporarily use the dangerous terrain of the Scorpion King Valley to complete the process of contaminating the breath of the Emperor of the Yellow Springs. He had no interest in scorpions and had no intention of provoking them at all, so he decided to fly directly to the place where the Scorpion Shepherd lived at a height higher than the ground.

But Meng Xiang forgot a little. If he didn't go to cause trouble, it didn't mean that the trouble would come to him. Just as he had just entered the Scorpion King Valley and had not yet flew forward twenty miles, he suddenly heard a rustling sound, and then he found that the ground under his feet had turned black.

Meng Xiang looked carefully and found that blacks were actually scorpions, and there were all kinds of species. Most of them were not recognized at all, but he could feel their danger, not only toxicity, but also quantity, just like springs pouring out of the mountain stream, surging, and coming from all directions, which seemed very terrifying.

The scorpions gathered together. Although there were many, Meng Xiang quickly ignored it because he was still relatively high from the ground and those scorpions had no wings. He did not think they could pose much threat to it. But soon he found that he still underestimated these scorpions. They gathered together and did not need them to attack him on their own initiative, so they could threaten him.

Many scorpions gathered together, but were stimulated by each other. There was fierce competition among many scorpions, and tangible or invisible poisonous gas emerged from their bodies, just like the hot air rising from a hot pan.

The poisonous gas emitted and collected by the scorpions actually soared into the sky and flew into the air at a very fast speed. Meng Xiang immediately felt something was wrong, because the poisonous gas did not rise straight at all, but hit him obliquely. However, there was no wind in the Scorpion King Valley, so it would be impossible for such a strange situation to see the poisonous gas.

Although Meng Xiang vaguely guessed in his heart that the poisonous gas was probably the method of the scorpions to deal with it, he could not confirm it. However, this did not hurt him, so he decided to try it, so he accelerated the speed. If the flight trajectory of the poisonous gas did not change, it would definitely not touch him, and once its trajectory changed with him, his guess could be verified.

After flying for a while before speeding up, Meng Xiang found that the poisonous gas did not change direction. Instead, he passed by where he was and flew to a higher place, which made him feel a little relaxed. Although he believed that he was not afraid of the scorpions in the Scorpion King Valley, he was not willing to cause trouble, especially now.

However, just as Meng Xiang turned his head and flew towards the residence of the Scorpion Shepherd, he felt a sense of light on his back, as if something dangerous was happening behind him. He immediately subconsciously looked back and immediately saw a new change in the poisonous gas that passed by him.

The poisonous gas ball that flew over Meng Xiang's height suddenly turned around and shot at him like a cannonball, and the speed even far exceeded the speed of its rise from the ground. This made Meng Xiang's face cold. It was indeed a poisonous scorpion, which was so sinister! But if this kind of sneak attack wanted to hurt me? Humph!

Meng Xiang did not turn around, but just waved his hand gently, but the next moment, a strong wind appeared, pulling a tree and falling down the house was no problem. Moreover, it contained great force, and a mere ball of poisonous gas should be irresistible. But the actual situation was not like this at all.

Before the strong wind blew, the poisonous gas had changed. A sudden twist was turned into a huge scorpion, ten feet long and illusory. Although it was transparent and seemed a bit illusory, the momentum it revealed was even stronger. When two huge pliers were gently tearing it, it was like the strong wind blowing towards it, forming a large crack. The strong wind whistled past it without any impact on it.

At the same time, it seemed as if Meng Xiang's actions had angered it. His body shook, like an arrow from the string pounced towards Meng Xiang. His momentum seemed very ferocious. There was still a long distance away. Meng Xiang could feel a strong dangerous aura surge towards him, and even goose bumps appeared on his body.

Sure enough, there was something tricky! A strange light flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes, but he did not take any action against the big scorpion that had only poisonous gas, but instead accelerated the speed and flew forward. This time the speed was quite fast, even faster than the scorpion rushing towards him.

However, the poisonous scorpion was unyielding and even accelerated the speed and chased him. However, Meng Xiang's attention did not completely focus on the scorpion chasing him, but put most of his attention on the Scorpion King Valley under his feet. There was a vague feeling that since the poisonous scorpion had moved to him, the trick would definitely not be just that scorpion turned from poisonous scorpion to be so simple.

Obviously, Meng Xiang's feeling was right. In just a short time, new changes had appeared in the Scorpion King Valley. The entire Scorpion King Valley became alive. You could see black fountains everywhere. Scorpions were gushing out from the ground in large numbers, with so many that Meng Xiang was surprised. He didn't know how their density could survive in the Scorpion King Valley.

Later, Meng Xiang realized that the structure of the Scorpion King Valley was more complicated than what he saw. The underground was actually hollow and covered with caves of all sizes. Many caves were connected to the outside. Therefore, although there were many scorpions living in the Scorpion King Valley, there was enough space for them to survive.

Seeing the poisonous scorpions churning like black waves in the Scorpion King Valley, even though Meng Xiang was very mentally, he couldn't help but his scalp was slightly numb. All the scorpions he had seen in his life were not one in ten million of the Scorpion King Valley, but he quickly calmed down because he realized that the appearance of so many scorpions was definitely not coming to digest food.

Sure enough, as the waves of poisonous scorpions rolled, a large swell of poisonous gas rose up, and in an instant it almost filled the entire Scorpion King Valley, like a net scattering upwards, and Meng Xiang was the fish that needed to be caught. Moreover, as the large net turned into a poisonous scorpion also appeared, and rushed towards him with fangs and claws. (To be continued...)

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