At this moment, Song Qing had already stood up and started her third charge.
But this time, the geniuses around looked at Song Qing and secretly shook their heads.
This young man is so naive. If it was really that easy to let you rush forward, then it would not be the most exciting pass on the Chosen Battlefield.
They were completely crushed twice in a row, which made them want to give up.
Many people are thinking of finding another way.
Song Qing, on the other hand, didn't say anything nonsense. He directly stepped on the ground and headed straight towards the mountainside again.
Behind Song Qing, this time, only a dozen people were left.
Compared with the first wave of charges, the overall number of people has been reduced by 90%!
Ninety percent of these people have already wavered and given up.
Because in their view, the behavior of Song Qing and others was undoubtedly gambling.
Take a gamble on an unlikely opportunity.
They don't need to be stupid along with them.
Boom!
At this time, a terrifying Taoist spirit suddenly erupted from the sky.
That meaning reflects through the red clouds all over the sky.
Then an extremely angry voice yelled: "What do you want to do?"
As this angry voice trembled, the sound waves turned into waves, cascading down from the top of the sand mountain!
Immediately afterwards, Song Qing and others fell from mid-air again.
This time, they were knocked down before they even got halfway up the mountain.
Seeing this scene, those who did not follow the charge suddenly smiled.
Sure enough!
The guy at the top of the mountain got mad.
This powerful Taoist intention has obviously aroused his true anger.
Their behavior did not please the other party, but angered the other party.
Song Qing is annoying.
Everyone, including Kui Ba, smiled and looked in the direction of the battle formation in Demon Slaughter City, sneering: "A bunch of ants, they really think they are their destiny."
The disciples from Demon Slaughter City, including Shen Chen, all looked at Song Qing with depressed expressions.
Senior Brother Song won't really let it go this time, right?
After a while, Song Qing climbed out of the sand pit that had been hit five meters deep. This time, his injuries were even more serious.
All over his body, it seemed as if thousands of incisions had been made by sound waves, and blood was dripping continuously.
Song Qing took out a pill and drank it for himself, then looked at the top of the sand mountain in confusion.
He also had doubts about himself.
Can you really go up with such a rush?
Could it be that the perseverance he has always believed in is not very effective?
The only gain may be his ever-increasing willpower under the training of this kind of violence!
The strengthening of the soul's path, as well as the continuous consumption and absorption of vitality, lead to the continuous expansion of the meridians.
Everything has two sides, at least he is currently just a hair away from reaching the fourth stage of Chasing the Sun Realm.
What Song Qing didn't know was that at the top of the mountain, Ye Wenchan slapped the huge sand statue to pieces.
The sand statue cracked, revealing a huge sand pit.
The sand pit was pitch black, as if there was no bottom.
And the roar that scared away Song Qing and others came from under the sandpit.
The next moment, a huge sand scorpion crawled out of the dark sand cave.
This sand scorpion is more than three feet long, with a pair of large blood-red pincers and a terrifying spike on its tail.
Each of its eight scorpion legs is like an iron whip, segment by segment, and looks very scary...
"You finally came out."
Ye Wenchan patted the sand on his hands and looked at the Sand Scorpion King. The indifferent expression on his face shocked An Lingyun behind him.
In fact, their process is very simple.
In An Lingyun's words, it was Ye Wenchan saying hello.
Then the Sand Scorpion King said one word "Go away".
Then Ye Wenchan took action.
With one slap, the sand statue of the Sand Scorpion King was smashed into pieces.
This time, the Sand Scorpion King was completely angered.
That's why I came up with the sentence "What are you going to do?"
"you……"
The Sand Scorpion King stared at Ye Wenchan fiercely with a pair of mung bean eyes.
"I'm a person who likes to be reasonable. I came to visit you with good intentions. If you have such a bad attitude, no wonder I hit you hard."
"If I don't show you how powerful I am, do you really think that I, Mr. Ye, am a Bodhisattva?"
Ye Wenchan chuckled, rubbed his fingers and said.
"I don't like you."
The Sand Scorpion King shouted angrily!
"It's not important, I don't like you either."
Ye Wenchan waved his hand: "This does not prevent us from doing business, of course, provided you agree."
"If you don't agree, the business will be dead!"
Ye Wenchan looked at the Sand Scorpion King with a faint smile and dropped a storage bag: "I'll give you three seconds to consider whether to collect money or commit suicide."
"You're insulting me!"
The Sand Scorpion King shouted angrily without even looking at the storage bag.
"Crack..."
What answered him was that the second storage bag fell on the ground.
The Sand Scorpion King was confused.
Mud, are you planning to kill yourself with money?
"I'm not boneless like Zi Snake and Yin Ke..."
The Sand Scorpion King's words haven't finished yet.
"Crack..."
Another storage bag crashed in front of him.
"I...I definitely won't..."
The Sand Scorpion King admitted that he was shaken when the third storage bag landed.
But he is still not satisfied. The other party is a big dog owner. If he doesn't kill him now, when will he kill him?
The Sand Scorpion King was so greedy at this moment that he wanted a fourth or even a fifth storage bag.
If he could give ten or eight at once, he would be even happier.
However, what Sand Scorpion King didn't expect was that there were not ten or eight left.
He didn't even wait for the fourth one he fantasized about.
He was waiting for a slap!
"Crack..."
This time, the Sand Scorpion King heard a sound that was not the same as the sound of the storage bag falling to the ground.
It seemed to be the sound of its head breaking.
The Sand Scorpion King never expected that Ye Wenchan would act so decisively.
It only felt its head buzzing, and then there seemed to be hot liquid flowing down from its head.
Then the Sand Scorpion King saw Ye Wenchan put away the three storage bags on the ground again.
The Sand Scorpion King wanted to stretch out his pliers to stop Ye Wenchan's movements.
But as soon as it stretched out its pliers, it saw that its indestructible pliers were full of cracks.
Pieces of hard carapace were peeled off right in front of its little mung bean eyes and fell to the ground.
Under the pair of scorpion claws, the scorpion meat is glistening white and looks very appetizing...
"What am I thinking?"
After a strange idea flashed in the Sand Scorpion King's mind, he died!
"Plop..."
The shattered Sand Scorpion King was lying in the sand cave, with half of his body underneath and his body on top.
The hot sand and stones scalded the exposed scorpion meat with a burst of fragrance.
Those little sand scorpions were all frightened at this moment.
Their king!
The monster king in the realm of gods was actually slapped to death.
God, who is this person?
These sand scorpions could not help but tremble, and then began to retreat in a swarm, running towards the foot of the mountain.
Ye Wenchan flicked his fingers, drew out the inner elixir of the Sand Scorpion King, pointed at the body of the Sand Scorpion King, and said to An Lingyun: "Send it to me.