wicked immortal

"I don't know either." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"what……"

Everyone looked skeptical.

In fact, people don't know that Zhao Yuan has the power of faith in the world of Lingtai, and he is already a half-immortal body. Dissolved, the scorpion poison of the Black Marsh Mountain is nothing.

Of course, the scorpion in the Black Marsh Mountain is not simple. It is the scorpion left over from the battle between gods and demons and the local scorpion in this prehistoric area. Although its toxicity cannot deal with the gods, it is not easy for ordinary human cultivators. That being said, it is a very terrifying existence.

During these thousands of years, countless cultivators have buried their bones here, and among them, there are many masters with extraordinary skills.

If they hadn't seen the numerous skeletons under the black rock, everyone would have thought that Zhao Yuan had done something secretly.

Long Zifei is a sensible person, so he can naturally guess the general reason.

In fact, it is already clear at a glance that this black rock is a trap for the scorpions of the Black Marsh Mountain. They force passing humans or animals here, let them relax, and become poisoned unconsciously, making them powerless to resist. Then chop the food in large pieces...

……

"Scorpion..." Leng Qing screamed.

Whoosh!

Long Zifei jumped up, the flying sword in his hand was like lightning, and he breathed out a sharp sword energy, and a black marsh scorpion flying in the air was smashed to pieces by the sword energy.

Whoosh whoosh...

Another series of black marsh scorpions flew onto the black rock, dizzying, like black lightning bolts, Long Zifei walked on the black rock, with countless afterimages behind his body, and the long sword in his hand flew up and down , the sword energy was overflowing, and each black marsh scorpion was killed in the air, without missing a single one.

After killing thousands of black marsh scorpions one after another, the black marsh scorpion suddenly stopped attacking.

Long Zifei let out a long sigh of relief, and wiped off the dripping sweat from his face. Only he knew about the thrill just now, because, at this moment, the brothers and sisters of Leng Yue and Hua Tian, ​​Long Zixiao, were already on the verge of collapse. To kill a scorpion, he doesn't even have the strength to lift a sword. As long as a black marsh scorpion enters the range of the black rock, the consequences will be disastrous.

Long Zifei and the others are well aware of the toxicity of the black marsh scorpion, not to mention being bitten by a black marsh scorpion in the mountain gate, let alone in this barren mountain, if not treated in time, it may not necessarily survive.

"They are testing." Zhao Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Test?" Everyone asked in unison.

"Yes, we are testing. Once they feel that we have no resistance, they will swarm us." Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"what……"

People looked horrified.

It is conceivable that if the thousands of black marsh scorpions all over the mountains and plains attack at the same time, even if they fight with their lives, they will not be able to hold on for a stick of incense. At that time, they may also become bones under the black rock.

It seems that this black rock should be a landmark of the Black Marsh Scorpion. When people or animals are trapped here, they will spread the news through some unknown means, and then drive over from all directions to eat...

……

The more people thought about it, the more frightened they became. Leng Qing, who was already in unbearable pain because of her sprained foot, trembled even more.

No one can face the threat of death calmly!

Cultivators themselves have a long life, and because of this, they are more afraid of death than ordinary people, and this is also the driving force behind the pursuit of immortality.

"Brother Zhao, you...you...do you have anything to do?" Leng Qing curled up in her brother Leng Yue's arms and asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes!" Zhao Yuan said in a very affirmative tone.

"Ah..." Leng Qing just asked casually, after all, Zhao Yuan was the only one who was not poisoned, but she did not expect that Zhao Yuan would answer so decisively, immediately let her grab a life-saving straw, and couldn't wait Asked: "What can I do?"

"Kill them all!" Zhao Yuan said with a stern expression.

"Kill them all..."

Everyone glanced at each other with wry smiles on their faces.

There are more than tens of millions of black marsh scorpions in this black marsh mountain, and it is not easy to kill them all. What's more, even if the black marsh scorpions don't resist, they don't know that they will be killed until that year and that month.

"Actually, we don't need to kill them all, we just need to persist until dawn." Zhao Yuan could see what everyone was thinking.

Dawn!

Everyone could only smile wryly. At this time, there are at least three hours before dawn. If there is no poisoning, three hours is not a problem, but now, let alone three hours, even half an hour is not easy. .

Zhao Yuan's suggestion is not feasible at all.

"Zhao Yuan, you haven't been poisoned, and it's useless to stay here. Why don't you fly away with the sword, maybe you still have a glimmer of life. If you leave safely, I just hope to inform our head." Long Zixiao sighed With a sound, at this moment, he felt that his limbs were getting weaker and weaker, and the long sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier.

"I need a knife." Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"Knife..." Everyone glanced at each other.

"As long as we have a knife, we can hold out till dawn!"

"I have..." Leng Qing tried her best to summon a small and delicate machete from the Sumeru ring. The machete was bright and sharp, inlaid with gemstones and jade, and the workmanship was exquisite and delicate.

"No." Zhao Yuan shook his head.

"I have a knife in my collection." Hua Tian also summoned a slender long knife from the Sumeru ring. The blade of the long knife is like a pool of autumn water, and there is a fierceness hidden in the faint cold air.

Hua Tian seemed to cherish this knife very much, holding it in his hand, with a hint of reluctance on his face.

"No." Zhao Yuan shook his head, with disappointment on his face. These two knives are top-grade, but they are not the type he likes. They are not easy to use. He still likes the heavy knives like black-backed long knives. Knife, even if the material is poor, it doesn't matter.

"Brother Zhao, what kind of knife do you want? I have one here, I don't know if it suits you..." Long Zixiao showed a trace of hesitation.

"Heavier and longer will do."

"Heavier...how heavy?" Long Zixiao's face beamed with joy.

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter..."

Zhao Yuan's answer not only stunned Long Zixiao, everyone was stunned.

"My knife is really a bit heavy... I'm afraid Big Brother Zhao... a little... a little..." Long Zixiao glanced at Zhao Yuan's frail figure.

"Take it out and have a look." Zhao Yuan smiled, he could see what Long Zixiao was thinking.

"Ah."

Long Zixiao was already exhausted at this time, and it was a bit difficult to summon items from the Sumeru Ring. With all his strength and sweating profusely, he summoned a long knife from the Sumeru Ring.

A dull black long knife.

The long knife was on the pitch-black rock, as if it had melted into the endless darkness, filled with the breath of death.

When everyone saw the black long knife, they were all stunned.

This knife is really not a little heavy, its length is longer than that of an adult, the back of the knife is actually thicker than two palms of an adult, and the width of the blade is even more exaggerated, it is actually about the same size as a human.

This is no longer a knife, its weight is at least several hundred catties, and it is difficult to carry it for a few steps. It is simply unthinkable to use it to fight and kill the enemy.

If you want to describe it, this knife is like an oversized butcher's knife, but it is several times longer than the oversized butcher's knife.

In addition to being thick and wide, this knife is a bit ugly, and it is not even as good as Zhao Yuan's original black-backed long knife. After all, the black-backed long knife is only black on the back, but its sharp edge is sharp. And this knife, the blade Also black.

In fact, this knife has no blade at all. If you touch the blade with your hand, there will be absolutely no risk of cutting the skin, and there is no such thing as the legendary quick decision.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, this knife..."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Long Zixiao's face, and he looked up at Zhao Yuan.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Yuan, and Leng Qing, when she saw this huge black knife, even felt a sense of schadenfreude, because Zhao Yuan just boasted about it, Said weight doesn't matter.

The whole world disappeared in Zhao Yuan's eyes, because in Zhao Yuan's eyes, there was only that super giant sword.

This knife has already broken Zhao Yuan's imagination. He never imagined that there is such a huge long knife in the world.

No, it's not a long knife. Zhao Yuan believes that it is more appropriate to describe this knife as a "board knife", because the shape of this knife has exceeded the scope of a normal long knife. "This title...