Surrounded by yellow sand, I don't know what clue they followed to get here.
The fluctuations of spiritual energy in front reminded them that they were not far from their target. They were about to go over and take a look when they suddenly noticed that the yellow sand was flowing under their feet.
Someone shouted: "Look at your feet!"
A dense black patch rose up from under the yellow sand.
It was a low-level monster, a long-tailed scorpion. It was as big as a fist, and its barbed poisonous needle was as scary as the eye of a large needle used by veterinarians to kill pigs.
Captain Zheng said with a serious face: "Fly with your swords and don't get stung by the poisonous needles. The poison in the scorpion's tail will corrode the body."
After hearing Captain Zheng's reminder, several people flew off the ground one after another. While flying high, they used magic to kill the long-tailed scorpions around them.
Long-tailed scorpions hiding underground will only appear in groups when they smell a lot of spiritual energy.
In other words, it is likely that the spiritual energy overflowed from the monks' fights attracted them out.
The number of long-tailed scorpions was so huge that they soon occupied the ground. Not only that, they also piled on top of each other and climbed up relentlessly to attack Tong Yan and his party.
"Is it the unscrupulous man who stabbed their lair? He can't kill them all no matter how hard he kills them." Cao Yicheng looked at the long-tailed scorpions that kept pouring out like spring water, frowned and cursed.
There were indeed many. Tong Yan controlled the flying sword to fly high, and the long tower made of scorpions kept approaching her. The terrifying number forced her to break out in a cold sweat.
Captain Zheng hurriedly swept the long-tailed scorpions on the ground and said, "Don't bother us anymore, just move forward."
At this time, the ground shook again, and several behemoths slowly emerged from the dark carpet.
Two third-level and one fourth-level, it seems that the quantitative change has produced a qualitative change. In this remote and barren countryside, among the tens of thousands of first-level long-tailed scorpions, a few have successfully advanced.
Although the strength of the fourth-level monsters is almost the same as that in the foundation-building stage, it is not enough to compete against a team whose average level is in the mid-stage foundation-building stage.
Monsters are extremely sensitive to dangerous auras. Logically speaking, there are two monks in the team who are in the late stage of foundation building, and their strength completely crushes them. Why does Scorpion still only advance but not retreat?
What's rare is that...their postures on the stage don't show off their tyranny (ba) enough?
Tong Yan was amusing himself so much that he almost laughed. He pursed his lips to hide his inappropriate smile, stared at the monster, and tried his best to appear serious and serious.
One of the disciples named Wu in the team had a bad temper. She forgot the specific name of Wu, but the universal name was - Senior Brother Wu.
He was a Dharma cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. He spat at the monster, "It's just one or two third- and fourth-level things, why are they running away?"
He and Zheng Shihui were both in the late stage of foundation building, and it was already unpleasant for him to have the captain named Zheng. Now when he encountered a monster, he actually gave in.
Get off his ass!
He must have a good fight.
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Wu took the magical weapon and flew towards the fourth-order long-tailed scorpion king. He was not afraid of the little scorpion that folded into a bamboo pole and spread its teeth and claws in the air.
Captain Zheng frowned and said nothing. The captain's first priority was not to kill the enemy and solve many problems, but to ensure the safety of the disciples he brought out.
This is also the reason why he and Wu Neng have equal cultivation levels, but he is the captain.
Wu Neng has an impulsive and irritable personality and often only cares about himself.
"Strangulate the monster as soon as possible."
Seeing Wu Neng slaying the demonic beasts wantonly, the other disciples were inevitably a little eager to take action. Captain Zheng knew that the disciples needed training, so he naturally did not suppress them.
After listening to the order, the disciples of the team immediately bombarded the monsters on the ground. The thick smoke that rose up smelled of burnt barbecue, and was accompanied by a strong fishy smell.
The taste was so special that it was hard to describe. Tong Yan went on a hunger strike for three meals to express his respect!
Perhaps she was too excited about killing monsters and crushing them. The flying sword she was holding was swaying slightly in the air. Without warning, she was hit from behind and lost balance and fell off the sword.
When Tong Yan turned the page, she could only see her back. It took the person a moment to react before she realized she had bumped into someone. He subconsciously bent down to catch her but failed to catch anyone.
Who was the person who accidentally bumped into her? It seems to be his last name...
Tong Yan had to stop thinking about this problem as her body fell rapidly. The position where she fell happened to be within the attack range of a disabled third-level monster.
The poison needle that was pierced reflected a metal-like edge under the sunlight.
She swore that this poisonous needle would be as thick as her little finger!
Must have!!
At the fastest speed in his life, he summoned a magical sword to withstand the poisonous needle that had been stabbed down. Taking advantage of the monster's brief pause, he quickly moved away from the body that was exposed to the poisonous needle after landing on the ground.
With a crisp sound, the magic sword couldn't hold on anymore and broke. Tong Yan rolled his body in horror and hurriedly avoided the scorpion's series of stabs that followed. The speed of the last circle was a little slower, and a big hole was opened in his waist.
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The pain was so irritating that she almost fainted as soon as she closed her eyes. It was not only the pain of breaking the skin, but also the sour feeling of having sulfuric acid thrown at her.
When Captain Zheng saw Tong Yan drop the flying sword, it was already too late. She had already landed on the ground, and the scorpion tail was constantly attacking her.
He flew over and killed the third-order long-tailed scorpion with one move, and took Tong Yan with his flying sword from the ground.
"Take the Restoring Pill and the Spirit-Building Pill to adjust your breath." Captain Zheng handed Tong Yan two pills, then raised his eyes and looked around.
He said loudly: "A quick victory, we still need to pursue the people from the God-Eating Hall."
After the death of the last level three long-tailed scorpion, the little long-tailed scorpion lost its boss. In just a few breaths, the scorpions everywhere receded like the tide.
Scorpion retreated, and the team members gathered next to Captain Zheng.
Cao Yicheng came over feeling refreshed after a small test of his skills. When he saw Tong Yan, who was dressed in a mess and with an injury on his waist, he smiled.
"What's wrong with Junior Sister Tong? Did she go to the ground to feed the monsters?"
Tong Yan, who was covered in red spots after being stabbed by a third-order scorpion tail and then a small scorpion, really had no interest in arguing with Cao Yicheng.
The venom of the small long-tailed scorpion is not as strong as that of the large scorpion, but it is unbearable for most people to be stabbed all over the body. Even though she is made of copper and iron, she will inevitably experience redness, swelling and pain.
It's like just emerging from a mosquito nest.
Cao Yicheng looked at her up and down several times, and then he clicked his tongue and said, "Hey, others come out to practice to contribute to the sect. You are different from Junior Sister Tong. When you go out to practice, you are here specifically to hold everyone back.
I really admire, admire.”
When it comes to quarreling, Tong Yan has never been timid.
He opened his mouth and stabbed back: "Senior Brother Cao, is this an ear disease that has not healed yet and an eye disease? I was obviously accidentally knocked off the flying sword. If you don't see the situation clearly, please don't talk nonsense."
Tong Yan scolded Cao Yicheng, but looked at other people, looking for the person who accidentally bumped into her.
His name seems to be Zhang...senior brother.
Senior Brother Zhang saw Tong Yan looking towards him and quickly smiled apologetically, "Junior Sister Tong, I couldn't help myself just now. My sword flying was not very stable, and I was too excited to kill monsters, so I accidentally bumped into it.
You, senior brother, be careful next time and I won’t bump into you.”
This apology sounded sincere, and Tong Yan didn't want to worry about it anymore. He reluctantly smiled and said, "It's okay."
Next time? Stay away from this person next time.
Otherwise, your life may be lost inexplicably.
Tong Yan's injury was not serious. After taking the elixir, the wound slowly healed and his condition recovered a lot.
Seeing that she was almost recovered, Captain Zheng ordered the team to prepare to start again.
Recalling the flying sword that he stepped on before falling, he looked at the dull sword blade and sighed.
The experience is pretty good, but it's a bit draining on the magic sword.
Should I say that it is really cheap but not good?
These low-level flying swords were all bought by her with thirty spirit stones, and each one is different.
There are women's flying swords with narrow blades, and there are wide and thick men's flying swords. Their only feature is that they look to her liking, which satisfies her collecting habit that has nowhere to put it.
However, the practicality is too small.
It broke at every turn, so she had reason to suspect that the guy who sold the sword to her was a liar who resold defective products.
Throw the two flying sword halves into the storage bag and prepare to use the sword.
"Keep the broken low-level flying swords, you look so poor."
This person hasn’t left yet?
Tong Yan glanced at Cao Yicheng coldly, suddenly thought of something, and raised a fake smile, "I wonder if Senior Brother Cao drinks?"
Cao Yicheng was stunned and said in confusion: "So what if I drink."
Tong Yan looked at him and said meaningfully: "It's nothing, I just want to give you a bottle of wine, junior sister. The name of the wine is Jian-Nan-Chun!"
At first glance, the name sounded very high-end. Cao Yicheng was still thinking about these words, but the burst of laughter from his classmates made him immediately understand the meaning of the name.
He was furious, "You bitch, you're scolding me!"
However, Tong Yan escaped long before he could react.
Run away after winning the quarrel, exciting!
What Tong Yan didn't expect was that something more exciting was to come.
The few of them flew forward without seeing anyone else, and ran into a huge sandstorm head-on.
In the strong wind and dust, they not only couldn't see the direction, but also couldn't steady their flying swords, so they had to find a place to land and hide.
What's even more fucked up is that someone fucking bumped into her again. This time this person definitely did it on purpose.
Even if it wasn't intentional, she wouldn't admit it!
Zhang, please wait for me!
After knocking Tong Yan out, Senior Brother Zhang swayed around in the strong wind as if nothing had happened. He took one last look at the direction she disappeared with a look of cruelty in his eyes.
This is all because she appeared too suddenly and blocked the way of too many people.