The middle-aged man in green clothes snorted coldly, and looked towards the direction of the tributary, and then nodded happily: "So that's it, Holy Lord Huang Shang (xiu) has been successfully hunted, and his turtle shell has also been hunted.

Perfectly taken off... This old ghost has been hiding for so many years, but he still can't escape from our hands... Hey, no wonder your one branch is so leisurely and elegant, going to tangle with that Lu Min."

The beautiful woman in blood-clothed clothes had an abnormal blush on her face.

Her body trembled slightly, and her voice became ups and downs: "Haha, don't be verbose, don't disturb me... Haha, this Lu Min has some talent... Haha, okay, you have to be the same as me.

Let’s compare and see how I drain your bones, make your soul fly away, and cut off all your hopes in the past and future!”

Xingshang River, ‘normal river course’.

The sang of "呀" on the stage, Hua Dan and Wusheng played cheerfully, and the musicians were very intoxicated and sang. The beautiful woman pressed her hands on Lu Yan's temples, rubbing gently, a trace of evil evil spirits

The strange cold air kept intruding into Lu Qian's mind, and was repeatedly killed by Emperor Taihu's axe.

Lu Qian's heart gradually sank.

He was thinking of ways to escape.

Otherwise, if this beautiful woman reacts, she has been trying hard for so long, but she has not been able to cause any decent harm to Lu Qian... God knows how many vicious restrictions are there in this garden?

A 'guard dog' is a Buddha at the level of 'Twelve Heavens'.

The heritage of this garden is unfathomable, and even sitting here, Lu Qian felt uncomfortable.

The beautiful woman suddenly smiled: "By the way, distinguished guests, don't be formal, little master, this is our own fragrant tea grown, picked and roasted by ourselves... give it a try and see if it tastes like it?"

A beautiful maid with a translucent figure and a faint cloud of smoke around her. It was unclear whether she was a living person or a ghost, and her aura was extremely strange. She quietly appeared next to Lu Qian. She picked up the tea cup on the small table beside her with both hands and put it on with a smile.

The teacup was brought close to Lu Qian's lips - inside the celadon teacup with light blue spots was tea that exuded a light coolness from the greenery.

This tea has no smell at all.

Not fragrant, not smelly, just like a glass of frozen boiled water.

But when Lu Qian's lips touched the tea cup, his heart twitched violently, and he felt a huge threat coming towards him. He couldn't drink this cup of tea!

Lu Qian closed his mouth and frowned.

The big parrot lying on top of Lu Qian's head raised its head and chirped at the beautiful woman: "This tea of ​​yours looks cheap at first glance... Tsk, you don't have any sincerity in entertaining distinguished guests... Little lady,

Can you be a little sincere? Go to the stage and give me a twist?"

The big parrot smiled extremely brightly.

He chattered and spat out a long list of words such as 'long', 'white', 'round', 'run', etc. towards the beautiful woman. If he mentioned it in front of the daughter of a good family, he would be criticized by others.

The nonsense that the family simply beat to death with sticks is a commonplace nonsense.

The big parrot talked happily, and the beautiful maid holding the tea cup was shimmering with light, as if she had fallen into some kind of "stiff state" that she didn't know how to deal with.

The beautiful woman also suddenly froze in her hand movements.

She turned her head slightly, with a frozen smile on her face, staring straight at the big parrot.

After a while, the beautiful woman's eyes, which were as frozen as glaciers, flickered with light, and she burst into laughter: "Little Phoenix, you have a good mouth... Huh? The slave family is so welcoming to guests.

Isn’t your sincerity enough? Tsk, tsk, it’s the slave’s fault, it’s the slave’s fault... Then, just..."

The beautiful woman waved her hand towards the maid holding a tea cup and said calmly: "Send me the best 'White Bone Marrow of Ten Thousand Calamities'!"

Lu Qian's face twitched fiercely.

‘White Bone Marrow of Ten Thousand Calamities’… this name is not a good thing.

The big parrot's feathers were trembling for a while. He opened his mouth and was about to make a noise. On the Xingshang River, there were already the sound of war drums and horns, and bursts of piercing sounds came from a distance. Battalions of strong scorpion men

The Han waved various banners, wielded various large banners, drove strangely shaped metal chariots, and rode various flying warships, like dark clouds, gathering from all directions.

Just a hundred miles away opposite the Glazed Monk, over a million strong Scorpion men gathered in the blink of an eye.

Among these strong scorpion men, the ones with the most terrifying auras were those who, according to Lu Qian's estimation, had a cultivation level of around twenty calamities.

If placed in the Liangyi Heaven, the Buddha's cultivation would be at its ultimate level, but he would only be a true Buddha for ten kalpas.

But in the ancient city of Loulan, the rules of heaven and earth here are completely different from those in the Liangyi Heaven. Among these Scorpion people, there is someone who has surpassed the extreme of the Liangyi Heaven Buddha.

The skin of these strong scorpion men glowed with a faint silver color, and sharp bloody lines were entwined on their skin like flames. Surrounded by many tribesmen, they gestured towards the Glazed Monk and kept sending out

A cold laugh.

The Glazed Monk looked at the scorpion men and shook his head slightly.

The prismatic ancient mirror above his head suddenly expanded and became a hundred miles in size again. Black flames condensed on the ancient mirror, and then a black light with a diameter of a hundred miles spurted out, covering the million-sized scorpion army formation.

.

With a muffled sound, nearly a million Scorpions disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Blood-colored relics ranging from the size of a human head to as small as mung beans flew into the sky one after another, and were swallowed by Liuli Monk in one gulp. The three-color light in Liuli Monk's body flashed, and his aura was obviously strengthened.

"Come on!" Liuli Monk smiled happily: "In these years, I have lacked blood and food, and I have become very weak. You insects who don't know whether to live or die, come on... The more the better, the more the better!"

The Glazed Monk deliberately held back his hand. In the Scorpion Army formation just now, there were tens of thousands of Scorpions who were not covered by his attack.

At this moment, after a panic, these scorpion men bit their tongues, spit out blood, and drew mysterious blood symbols in the air, sending out the most urgent distress and warning signals of their family group.

Both sides of the Xingshang River suddenly became extremely chaotic.

The strong wind roared, and the flags and banners suddenly accelerated and flew towards this side.

Farther away, on the other side of the river, a large swath of jungle was violently destroyed. Under a large banner made of human skin and human hair, hundreds of scorpion women with flowing long hair were busy and quickly set up a tower on the river bank.

A void moving array several miles in diameter.

As the light of the moving array flickered, more scorpions emerged from the moving array.

They brought more formation equipment, and increasingly larger void movement formations were laid out on the river and in mid-air.

The evil spirit is soaring into the sky, and the blood energy is lingering.

Finally, a void moving array with a diameter of 100,000 miles was formed high in the sky.

A triangular-shaped blue-red moon emerged from behind a large thick cloud. The blue-red moonlight fell on the moving formation. The high-pitched war drums went straight into the sky, and terrifying energy surged, suddenly filling the sky with dense clouds.

The clouds were shattered into pieces, and the rolling evil energy condensed into three golden scorpion shadows that were thousands of miles long in the sky.

The golden scorpion has blood-colored lines wrapped around its body, and six pairs of long, transparent membrane wings sprout from its back.

The huge Dharma image hung high in the sky, and the dark eyes were fixed on the Glazed Monk. The terrifying fluctuations in mana disrupted the laws of heaven and earth, announcing the arrival of the Buddha-level power of the Scorpion people!

This nest of scorpions, when they were abandoned in the ancient city of Loulan, it was a certain Buddhist master who purified their blood, opened their spiritual wisdom, and enlightened their wisdom. Therefore, this group of scorpions, they majored in

The technique originated from the lineage of Liangyitian Buddhism. Behind the giant scorpion dharma image they condensed, there were flaming Buddhist niches and lotus round lights, giving it a somewhat Buddhist atmosphere.

"Evil demons and heretics...how can they, mere insects, dare to falsely call themselves Buddha?" The glazed monk smiled strangely.

He licked the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Come on, come on... Let me fill my belly with food... By the way, it's okay to cause some trouble for the owner of this place!"

The three gold-skinned and blood-stained figures look just like humans, except that their eyes are slightly golden, and their eyes are like a group of fireflies. The strong scorpion men gather and disperse like a group of fireflies. Surrounded by a large group of scorpion men, they look majestic.

Come.

High in the sky, the three golden scorpion statues slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a length of a hundred feet, suspended above the heads of the three scorpion man powerful figures.

The blood-colored Buddha light condensed into a shrine of flames, shrouding behind the three scorpion-man powers. Wisps of blood-energy wolf smoke entwined each other, turning into a straight blood-energy banner that shot straight into the void. They didn't run away. These three scorpion-man powers were all '

The existence of a day's realm!

And the Glazed Monk, this old scumbag, has put away the strange omen behind him - the twelve light rainbows that tower up to the sky and the ground have been put away by him, hiding the fact that he has control of the 'Twelve Heavens' avenue.

There are three great Buddha-level scorpions, and there are over a thousand Buddha-level masters. The remaining great Bodhisattva and Bodhisattva-level scorpions number in the millions, and the total number of ordinary true-immortal-level scorpions exceeds 100 million - the four scorpions in the ancient city of Loulan.

This is the case with the Great Saint Clan. Once the battle formation is actually launched, its clansmen will be like dark clouds gathering, and the number of people participating in the battle will reach a number that makes the enemy desperate in a very short period of time!

Insects have extremely frightening fecundity.

Under the control of the weird time flow in the ancient city of Loulan, no one knows how many ethnic groups the four holy tribes have, and how many advanced masters they have accumulated based on the number of tribesmen.

Although, the practice of these Scorpion people is really rough.

Under the scanning of Lu Qian's external spiritual thoughts, aside from the three Buddha-level Scorpion Man powerful men, these three masters of a certain avenue can be regarded as reaching the extreme...the other Scorpion men's mastery of the 'Tao'

, it’s like a little baby who has just turned one year old playing with sculptures, it’s really sloppy and messy.

And even for the three Buddha-level Scorpion Masters, their control of a great avenue is certainly at its peak, but judging from the Taoist charms emanating from within and outside their bodies, their use of the great avenue is also very crude!

It's as if everyone has mastered a huge sword perfectly. Some people can use it to carve patterns on tofu, some people can use it to engrave characters on hair, but some people can only use it to split a big buffalo into seven pieces.

Eight pieces were chopped into a mess, and the ground was in a mess...

These three scorpion men gave Lu Qian the feeling of being able to chop wild boars with a machete!

Ruined.

No need to look.

The idiot who delivers food to your door is here!

Moreover, these three unlucky guys have no aura, no strange energy hidden in their bodies. In other words, they do not have any magic weapon that can match their strength!

Tsk!

It seems that the powerful masters of the four holy clans in the ancient city of Loulan do not have the habit of refining the ‘Native Buddha Treasure’?
To be continued...