Celestial

Following that, Wang Lingguan urged a magic circle, a large number of government puppets were released, and at a glance, dense, lest there are hundreds of them.

These puppets, each of which is only one foot high, is like a spider, falling on the desert like a flat ground, and quickly rushed to the bodies of the northern desert wild bears...

The demon pill is collected, and then transported back to the flying boat, and then under the command of the magic weapon, the demon pill is stored in different categories, which is a complete set of pipeline operations.

In the end, all the demon pawns with hundreds of northern desert bears were sent back to the flying boat. Then Wang Lingguan recovered all the organ puppets, closed the flying boat hatch, and flew to the center of the dead sand sea again...

In the following days, Wang Lingguan has been manipulating the flying boat to hunt down the monsters.

At the beginning, Lin Fei was still a little puzzled. Isn't it true that Beimo is a biography? How did it become a dead sand sea hunting?

Later, after listening to Wang Lingguan's explanation, I realized...

It turned out that the true story of Beimo was not as simple as asking Jianzong's true biography conference. A group of true disciples gathered together and played a game on the broken dragon platform.

This is the grand event of the ten major schools in the north. All the true disciples participated in the event. Not to mention, just know the number of people. Ask Jianzong’s thirteen true disciples. Ask Jianzong less, so come down casually, there are at least more than a hundred true disciples of the ten major schools. It is really the same as asking Jianzong’s true biography conference. Going to the monkey year?

So how to filter?

"Stepping into the sea of ​​death, Bei Mo's True Bibi has already begun. We are now flying a flying boat to hunt monsters. It is also part of Bei Mo's True Bibi. The demon is less, and even the door can't even enter..." Wang Lingguan said , Also glanced at Zhou Yun next to him: "I don't believe you, ask Brother Zhou..."

"..." Zhou Yun's face suddenly turned black.

It turned out that when Zhou Yun had just entered the true biography, he also participated in the great biography of Bei Mo that year.

However, Zhou Yun was unlucky.

Qian Jifeng has always been a single pass. The master and the disciples have been sitting in the underground palace for a hundred years. It is conceivable that Zhou Yun, who just came out of the underground palace and took the position of a true disciple, was so lonely, so lonely, so cold...

Lonely until Zhou Yun reached the depths of Bei Mo, none of the brothers and brothers would tell him that if there were not enough demon pawns, the gate of Bei Mo Grottoes could not be opened...

Then, Zhou Yun was tragic...

Wang Lingguan was talking about Zhou Yun’s gossip, where there was suddenly a roar of tide in front of the flying boat. As the distance of the flying boat approached, the screams of the roar became clearer, and even the yellow sand floating outside the flying boat was stained with blood red colour.

"what's the situation?"

The three stood in front of the flying boat, seeing the dust rolling in front of them, looking enchanted from the sky, it seemed that they were engaged in a fierce war, covering a range of hundreds of miles on the ground, the scale was not small, they were close, It turns out that two army of monsters are fighting!

All kinds of monsters...

Northern Desert Barbarian Bear, Red Flame Firefox, Thousand Poison Scorpion...

In the endless sea of ​​death sand, formed two large-scale troops, fearless of death, fighting desperately, at a glance, I saw the flames filled with poison gas, blood flowing around the yellow sand, corpses everywhere, everywhere All of them were stumps, so terrible that they made people scalp numb.

"A lot of monsters!" Wang Lingguan's eyes lit up and hurriedly urged the flying boat. The spirit guns roared again and again. In a moment, more than a dozen monsters fell under the fire...

The two monster monsters fought terribly fiercely, and no one thought that Wang Lingguan’s flying boat would join the battle, but he was caught by the flying spirit cannon, which was almost destructive. , Alive by the flying boat to plow a gully...

At a glance, I saw a mess on the plain, the artillery was flying, the blood was flowing into the river.

This is an outright massacre.

How can the two exhausted army of monsters withstand the flying machine such as the war machine of the fairy road civilization,

This massacre lasted for nearly an hour. Above the plains, there were corpses of monsters everywhere. Wang Lingguan manipulated the flying boat to inspect it once, and confirmed that there were no fish in the net. Then he prepared to put down the organ puppet to clean the battlefield.

Who knows, the mechanism puppet hasn't had time to fall yet, and a roar suddenly appeared below, and the entire flying boat shook a few times!

"Demon King?"

Sure enough, at a glance, I was seeing the huge waves ahead, the overwhelming yellow sand, the thousands of sheets high, the infinite demonic surge, and the roaring wind.

A thousand poisonous scorpions with a height of dozens of feet climbed out of the yellow sand, and the few remaining monsters suddenly went crazy, but they were swallowed by the thousand poisonous scorpions, and turned into a nourishing spirit. itself.

Sure enough is the demon king...

This thousand poisonous scorpion is extremely huge. The scale armor covering the body presents a deep purple color. Under the blazing sun, it emits a strange purple light. There are infinite poisonous gases floating in the air. It has already produced three heads. The huge body has said Where, even the yellow sand turns black, one can imagine how terrible the toxicity is, a scorpion tail is dozens of feet long, covered with sharp poison hooks!

And it's so fast...

Almost at the moment when Huang Sha set off, Thousand Poison Scorpions rushed over, and the speed was so fast that it was not inferior to Wang Lingguan's flying boat...

Wang Lingguan tried his best to manipulate the flying boat, fired the cannons one after another, and fireballs were fired in series, but only a few shots hit the body of the Thousand Poison Scorpion, and it was completely unable to cause much damage to the Thousand Poison Scorpion. The hard scorpion shell was like a copper wall and an iron wall. , It is easy to resist the bombardment of Ju Ling Cannon...

In an instant, the Thousand Poison Scorpions rushed to the bottom of the flying boat, and the scorpion tail of several tens of feet shook violently, suddenly soaring hundreds of times, and turned into a chain of bones of thousands of feet, rushing straight to the flying boat...

"Be careful!" Wang Lingguan hurriedly manipulated the flying boat, evading it dangerously, but was thrown out by the demon wind, but it was not yet stable. The poisonous scorpion tail was chased again, and the flying boat crossed two arcs in the air one after another. A dangerous and dangerous posture avoided the second attack of the Thousand Poison Scorpion, but at this time, sweat beads had dripped on Wang Lingguan's forehead.

"You can't go on like this. The Thousand Poison Scorpion is too fast. The body of the scorpion is extremely hard. You can't rely on the flying boat..."

"Yes!" Zhou Yun spit out a yellow light in his mouth and turned it into a sword in his hand. It was Zhou Yun's natal sword that covered the sky. The true disciple of Qianjifeng held the sword in his hand: "I will cut it! "