Retrograde fairy way

Seeing that it was about to burst out, Wang Mo certainly wouldn't let it be so easy. He slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a streamer of red gold flashed across, piercing straight to the joint of the magic scorpion's tail.

What surprised him was that the purple light on the surface of the magic scorpion was so strong that it blocked Can Jin's sharp stabbing.

The green skin next to him whistled, his head moved forward a little, and the bloody electric arc crackled on its horn, and it hit the magic scorpion with a stab.

There was a buzzing sound, and the purple light on the surface of the magic scorpion flickered for a while, and the body paused slightly, but it was not broken, and the giant tail was still stirring underground.

It is powerful, far surpassing the second-tier top-level monsters that Wang Mo has seen.

During this period of time, Wang Mo took the green skin and scoured the second-level demons everywhere, in order to get the demon core in his body.

For more than a year, in the secret environment, it can be said that he has seen a lot of demons and supernatural powers, but the strength of the demon scorpion is still beyond his expectations. Obviously, it is only one step away from entering the ranks of third-order demons.

The demon cores of these alien monsters are equivalent to tonics for alien beasts like Qingpi.

But if it wasn't for the demon spirit getting out of trouble, its powerful strength made Wang Mo feel in danger, and he would not choose this way, intending to let Qingpi advance quickly in a short period of time.

But this is not the time to think about these things. Seeing that the magic scorpion is about to get out of trouble, Wang Mo pointed at the two major spiritual weapons, either chopping or stabbing straight, consuming the magic power of the magic scorpion.

And Qingpi was also beside him, constantly releasing his natal supernatural power, blood evil and thunder.

"grumble!"

The magic scorpion neighed, and the hooked spear at its tail violently raised, and there were some fragments of the disk among the stones brought out.

Immediately, an attack formation appeared on the ground, and then disappeared. The confinement of the aggregation formation was finally broken, and the angry demon scorpion swung its huge body and rushed towards Wang Mo.

As for Qing Pi, Demon Scorpion didn't pay much attention to it yet, but that 'little bug' repeatedly injured it, obviously hating Wang Mo very much.

Qing Pi naturally refused to allow it to attack Wang Mo so easily, and successively released bloody evil thunder from above his head to attack the demon scorpion.

Facing the blood-fiend thunder, the demon scorpion waved its giant tail without fear, and stabbed straight with the hooked spear, which actually directly shattered the blood-fiend thunder, but it just gave its body a pause.

"Roar!"

Seeing that his natal supernatural power had been broken, Qingpi let out a huge roar, his four claws fluttered, and ran towards the magic scorpion.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo's gaze was fixed, without the slightest hesitation, he made a formula with one hand, pointed at the two spiritual weapons, and began to rotate around the magic scorpion, waiting for an opportunity to find its flaws.

In his mind, he told Qing Pi to be careful of the hooked spear of the demon scorpion. Wang Mo could see that there must be a poison in this hooked spear.

And he didn't stay idle, and once again sacrificed the golden wheel shield, and the eight sharp blades turned suddenly, and then struck towards the demon scorpion.

He would like to see how hard the carapace of this demon scorpion is, and whether it can withstand the sharpness refined by the tip of the claw of the iron spear spider, which is also a top-ranking second-order monster.

There was a piercing clang, and Wang Mo looked solemnly at the attack with only a few traces. Before the magic scorpion defended, it was really the best in its class.

"grumble!"

As if being hit by the golden wheel shield made the demon scorpion feel pain, two giant pincers swung, one smashed at the green skin, and the other opened wide to pinch it.

At the same time, the hooked spear behind him was erected fiercely, piercing towards the top of Qingpi's head amidst the flashing purple monster brilliance.

Its speed was so fast that there was a whistling in the air, and an explosion of air rolled out.

Wang Mo's face tightened, and he rushed forward quickly, a golden awl pierced straight towards the hook spear, while the golden wheel shield whizzed, and landed in front of Qingpi like lightning.

Although he knew that Qingpi had a certain resistance to poison, but he didn't dare to block it, whether Qingpi could resist the poison of this magic scorpion.

With a clang sound, the Can Jin Cone was directly hit by the hooked spear and stabbed at Qing Pi unabated. However, Wang Mo felt a strong force coming from his consciousness, and even felt a faint tingling pain.

That is not only the pain caused by the heavy blow to the consciousness, but the pain of being eroded by something!

Wang Mo understood in his heart that the poison on the scorpion spear is definitely a rare poison that can hurt people's consciousness.

That's the case, let's not let it stab the green skin.

In his spiritual thoughts, he quickly asked Qing Pi to back up and protect himself, while Wang Mo sprinted quickly, turning into dozens of phantoms, which appeared under the forehead of the demon scorpion in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the magic scorpion's attack on Qingpi was approaching, and it was about to stab the golden wheel shield on the top of Qingpi's head. Wang Mo breathed out under him, and slapped upwards with a fierce palm.

The Ben Lei Palm, which was several meters in size, slapped his jaw directly.

With a loud bang, the huge body of the magic scorpion was directly pushed up by the slap, and its attack also landed in the air.

A stern look flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he slapped out his right palm again, hitting three times in a row.

Bang bang bang, the demon scorpion that was about to press down was rushed up again by the thunder palm, and its body fell straight backwards.

With a bang, the magic scorpion was overturned to the ground.

Looking at the mottled white spot on its lower abdomen, Wang Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and with a leap of his body, he jumped onto the belly of the demon scorpion.

The Qinglin Sword immediately appeared beside him, stabbing towards the white spot with a flick of a finger, and with a puff, the Qinglin Sword sank straight into it.

"grumble!"

The scorpion was in pain, and was about to flip over, but before it exerted any force, the green skin had already jumped onto its belly and pressed down hard.

Sensing the crisis, the hooked spear behind him pierced towards Qingpi with a whistling sound.

And Wang Mo seemed to have realized it a long time ago, pointing at a single point of the golden awl, and touching it directly at the hooked spear, even if he had to bear the pain of erosion, he couldn't make him turn over at the critical moment.

With a loud clang, the spear's thrust was blocked, and Qingpi took the opportunity to bite the lower end of the spear, making it difficult to swing.

A gray light flashed in front of Wang Mo's forehead, piercing straight into the head of the demon scorpion, and his struggling body suddenly stopped.

Wang Mo pointed at the Qinglin sword flipped over quickly, digging out a bloody hole in its belly, ignoring the stinky black blood splashing out of it, one hand turned into a palm of real essence, and grabbed it violently .

When he reappeared, he was holding a fist-sized mottled dark demon core in his hand, with strong demon power agitating on it, trying to escape from Wang Mo's control while rolling.

As soon as the demon core appeared, the demon scorpion also recovered after a pause, and its huge body began to struggle violently, neighing non-stop.

But with the demon core separated from its body, there is no such strong force, it is firmly suppressed by Qing Pi.

Wang Mo wiped the storage bag with one hand, took out a special formation plate, held it up with one hand, and placed it under the demon core. The green and golden true essence in his hand flashed, and the brilliance of the forbidden brilliance flashed out, and he imprisoned it in it. The slightest prohibition does not give it a chance to explode its demon core.

"grumble!"

Losing the connection with the demon core, the demon scorpion let out a desperate neigh, and swung its giant pincers, trying to clamp Wang Mo, but unfortunately the length was not enough.

Looking at the struggling demon scorpion, Wang Mo's mind moved, and the Qinglin sword turned into a sword light, pierced straight into the soft part of his jaw, and twisted out of it.

The scorpion's waving claw paused, its body twitched, and then there was no more sound.

"call!"

Wang Mo let out a long breath of turbid air, and stretched out his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. This battle was so dangerous that it was the only one in this year. If he was not careful, he and Qing Pi might be injured again.

Qing Pi was behind him, opened his mouth and threw the spear away, twisted his body and jumped down, gently licking the wound on his body.

Looking at a criss-cross wound on Qingpi's body, it was cut by giant pincers. If Qingpi hadn't been extremely fast, it would have been difficult to entangle with it for so long.

Looking at the huge body of the magic scorpion, Wang Mo pointed at the Qinglin sword, removed its giant pincers and the huge hooked spear, and ordered Qingpi to turn it over.

Following the joints of its carapace, he removed the hardest piece of ridge armor on its back, packed up all the belongings, and then rolled over into the green leather back and walked to the distance.

In the huge pit, there was only the incomplete corpse of the demon scorpion. The bloody aura emitted by it would attract predators in a short time, and it would be another bloody fight.

.....

"Whoosh!"

A huge green shadow streaked across the desert, and there was another figure sitting on top of it, it was Qing Pi and Wang Mo.

During the rapid gallop, suddenly Qingpi's nose twitched slightly, a look of excitement flashed in his scarlet eyes, his figure changed direction slightly in a flash, and rushed out in a diagonal stab.

It was Wang Mo who was resting with his eyes closed, but he didn't care about these things.

Not long after, Qingpi carried Wang Mo to a bulging sand dune, stopped suddenly, leaned up cautiously, and looked out of the sand dune.

A few miles away from the sand dunes, a dozen or so men in black were surrounding an ice-blue mask, attacking frantically, and in the flickering brilliance, five figures could be vaguely seen inside, struggling to support themselves.

During this period of time, Wang Mo took it to hunt monsters everywhere, and captured the core for it to devour and advance.

Qingpi is also becoming more sensitive to the fluctuations of battles. Every time it encounters such a thing, it will go to investigate and then inform Wang Mo.

The fluctuating fighting skills of that group of people obviously caught Qing Pi's attention.

However, when he saw a group of monks fighting martial arts, there was a trace of human loss in Qingpi's scarlet eyes, and his erect ears suddenly drooped, showing a lack of interest.

Because in the past hunts and kills, Wang Mo would sneak away with it whenever he encountered monks fighting martial arts, and never participated in it.

Even though Qingpi has always been greedy for monks' flesh and blood, but under Wang Mo's strict education, he rarely has the opportunity to come often.

As for what kind of education it is, but seeing how it is afraid of Wang Mo, one can guess Xiao Xiao one or two.

Qing Pi pouted his head a little bored, and was about to retreat downwards, when suddenly his figure stopped, but it was Wang Mo who was carrying him, and a quiet instruction came from his mind.

Wang Mo could naturally feel such violent battle fluctuations, but when he saw the figure in the blue mask and the slightly familiar clothes on his body, the instruction to let Qingpi leave was replaced by Quiet.

I saw Wang Mo open his eyes, staring at the fighter in front of him. With his eyesight at this time, even without the blessing of spiritual consciousness, in this empty desert, the situation thousands of meters away is as if in front of his eyes .

When he saw the appearance of those people clearly, especially the yellow figure inside, his eyes froze for a moment, and he patted Qingpi's back with one hand.

Qingpi understood, and in an instant, excitedly jumped out from behind the sand dune, and rushed to the fighting place.