Temple of Madness

Chapter 475 Scorpion
Chapter 475 Scorpion

I saw the small sand dune in front of me suddenly exploded, sending up a burst of smoke and dust.

Zhang Yang couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, but he could feel a strong coercion spreading from the faint breath.

The monster that got out from under the sand actually reached the realm of Baoyuan!
Feeling the threat, Yan Mo once again hit all the spiritual energy in his body on the gold net in front of him, and there was an instant click, as if something had been shattered.

Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief, jumped to Zhang Yang's side, frowning and looked at the smoke that hadn't dispersed yet.

"Did you see what that was just now?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "Most of that thing's body was submerged in the desert. I didn't see it clearly, but I saw a black pincer, and it looked like a bug underneath."

Yan Mo frowned slightly, looked at the cloud of smoke silently, and kept searching for all the information he knew in his mind.

Zhang Yang lost his patience, he really couldn't wait for the smoke to dissipate, as soon as he raised his hand, a strong wind rushed towards the cloud of smoke.

In an instant, the white smoke was blown away by the strong wind transformed by Zhang Yang, revealing the contents inside.

Yan Mo also exclaimed the first time he saw the thing clearly: "No! It's the hell scorpion!"

"Hell scorpion? What is that?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Yan Mo curiously, and could tell from his expression that the hell scorpion seemed very dangerous.

As soon as Yan Mo was about to speak, his eyes changed, and he slapped Zhang Yang's shoulder with a palm, sending him flying, opening the distance between them.

Zhang Yang managed to stabilize his figure, stopped firmly in the air, looked at the position where they were standing just now, and saw a huge black scorpion standing there.

"This... is this a hell scorpion?"

The scorpion looked at it very carefully. If the golden giant Buddha that Zhang Yang just drew was as high as a majestic mountain, then the scorpion was half the size.

For an insect, this size is shocking.

The most surprising thing is that the speed of the scorpion is so amazing that you can hardly see him at all, and he has already appeared in front of you.

Just like now, when Zhang Yang was still observing the scorpion, suddenly his eyes went dark, and the hell scorpion had rushed to him, raised its huge pincers, and pressed it towards his waist.

"Damn it! What the hell is this?"

Zhang Yang escaped from the scorpion's pincers with a flying body, and quickly looked at Yan Mo.

I saw Yan Mo squatting halfway on the sand on the ground, ignoring Zhang Yang, quickly took out something from his arms, and stuck it in the sand.

Zhang Yang glared at Yan Mo depressedly, then at the Hell Scorpion who rushed to him in an instant, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, why are you always staring at me? There's still someone there!"

Obviously, this hell scorpion can't understand human words, it can only attack, and his target is only Zhang Yang.

So no matter where Zhang Yang fled, this hell scorpion would always appear accurately.

Zhang Yang tried to fight this hell scorpion with his fists, but found that its shell was too hard. Zhang Yang is now a steel wall and iron frame, so this hell scorpion is completely indestructible.

The Hell Scorpion took Zhang Yang's punch abruptly, but without any reaction, it raised its huge pincers, and smashed towards Zhang Yang's arm.

Having experienced the baptism of thunder disaster, Zhang Yang's body is also hard enough to fight against this hell scorpion.

As soon as Zhang Yang raised his hand, the claws of the hell scorpion firmly clamped his arm, but they couldn't hurt him at all. One person and one scorpion stuck together like this, comparing their strength.

And Yan Mo on the ground seemed to have arranged the formation, raised his head and shouted loudly at Zhang Yang: "Hurry up and lead him to me, this guy is immortal, if you don't use spells to seal it, we will kill everyone!" If you don’t kill him, you will be dragged by him until the spiritual energy is exhausted.”

Zhang Yang clenched his teeth, exerted his strength again, and kicked the hell scorpion away, panting heavily.

He finally knew why Yan Mo was so nervous when he saw the hell scorpion.

If he continues to be entangled like this, he is really likely to die of exhaustion of spiritual energy, because he uses all his strength every time he exerts his strength, but the hell scorpion seems to be useless, relying entirely on instinct.

What surprised Zhang Yang the most was that for some people, there was no aura fluctuation at all, and the whole body exuded martial energy. In other words, as long as he had the strength, he could swing his big pliers at any time.

The more Zhang Yang thought about it, the more he felt that this hell scorpion was really terrifying, and it was a monster that would die to the end.

And he only pestered him, Zhang Yang felt that he was very smart in his aura, but his strength was not much, so he rushed towards the magic circle arranged by Yan Mo quickly.

It's just that the hell scorpion is really too fast, Zhang Yang didn't walk a few meters, the hell scorpion had already rushed in front of him, just like this, it took him nearly half an hour to get the hell scorpion away. The scorpion slowly brought it into Yan Mo's magic circle.

Yan Mo held a purple snack in his hand, and glanced at Zhang Yang with disgust.

"The speed is really slow, it is too weak."

Zhang Yang scolded him speechlessly: "Damn you, stop making sarcastic remarks here, and deal with it if you have the ability."

When he was in school, Zhang Yang's lung capacity was not very good. If he didn't use strength to fight, but simply used spiritual energy to fight, he would definitely have a chance of winning. It's a pity that this hell evil didn't give him a chance to gather spiritual energy at all.

Yan Mo turned the spirit stone in his hand, pressed it a few times, and then shouted to Zhang Yang: "Stop talking nonsense, stand there and don't move, it may hurt a little later, but it's also good for you."

As soon as Yan Mo's voice fell, the spirit stone in his hand suddenly burst out with a strong purple light, and the purple light connected with the spirit stone he had arranged on the ground, instantly forming a purple cage, trapping Zhang Yang and the hell scorpion in it.

Suddenly, a strong purple electric current burst out from the purple cage, and it was at that moment that Zhang Yang finally understood that Yan Mo, the grandson, did it on purpose.

There was a throbbing pain all over his body, which made Zhang Yang scream in pain.

"Damn, what is this?"

He felt that the purple electric current seemed to have penetrated into every pore of his body, and then unscrupulously broke through every inch of bone and blood in his body.

Yan Mo smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "Just bear with it, this kind of benefit is not available to everyone. Oh, by the way, you must never try to use any defense, it is completely useless, just It will hurt you even more."

(End of this chapter)