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These words were filled with accusations and disdain for Xing Tianzi, as if he was mocking Xing Tianzi for not recognizing the reality and that he should not judge and compare the situation of the two terms without qualifications.

Xing Tianzi was choked by these words for a moment. Although he had never experienced it personally, even if he had not personally tasted the taste of pork, he had always seen pigs running.

If in the last sect competition, this kind of desert stalking scorpion, which is good at sneak attacks and sneaking, appeared in this consciousness space, relevant news and rumors would inevitably spread.

However, just by looking at the attitude and appearance of the honorary elder of the Tiandao Alliance at this moment, one can know that the other party must not be willing to bear this responsibility.

Xing Tianzi knew clearly that from the tough and guilt-free expression of this honorary elder, he could tell that there was almost no hope of getting him to admit his mistakes and take responsibility.

Xing Tianzi said simply and neatly: "If these desert stalking scorpions are really born naturally between the heaven and the earth and are conceived by themselves in this space, then that will be the end of the matter.

But if this was deliberately put in to attack my disciple Shen Lang, then I will curse this person and hope that his practice will stagnate from now on and that he will not be able to make any progress in this life. "

When Xing Tianzi said this, his expression was serious, his eyes were firm and stern, and his tone was full of unquestionable determination.

In the world of cultivation, cursing a person's cultivation level to no longer improve is even more vicious than insulting him and cutting off his descendants.

"you……"

The honorary elder raised his hand, pointed at Xing Tianzi, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he suppressed the words that came to his lips.

"It's up to you. This matter has nothing to do with me anyway." The honorary elder looked away with an indifferent expression.

As for the others, let them be.

The honorary elder seemed to no longer want to get involved or pay too much attention to this matter at this time, and just wanted to get rid of this complicated situation as soon as possible.

Outside the screen, both Xing Tianzi and Honorary Elder were trying their best to suppress their tempers, and they only had a few reluctant and unpleasant arguments.

However, the scene inside the screen is completely different.

After Shen Lang successfully killed a group of desert stalking scorpions after a fierce fight, he was just about to take a breather when he suddenly realized that an increasing number of stalking scorpions were silently gathering around him.

Those sneaking scorpions are like a tide, coming from all directions.

They were crowded together, almost surrounding Shen Lang.

The dull carapace on their bodies reflected a strange light under the scorching sun, and countless pairs of pincers were waving, making a creepy "click" sound.

Their eyes shone with a cold and greedy light, as if announcing that Shen Lang had become their prey.

Looking at this horrific scene, people can't help but feel chilly.

Cold sweat broke out on Shen Lang's forehead. He held the sword in his hand tightly and screamed in his heart. This situation was really wrong!

Why on earth were all the desert stalking scorpions rushing toward him like they were possessed?

Could it be that there is some kind of special aura or object on him? Shen Lang was filled with doubts, his brows furrowed, and he looked around warily.

Shen Lang first swung his sword suddenly without hesitation, and the powerful force swept horizontally along with the sharp sword energy.

Immediately afterwards, there were only a few "swish" sounds, and another large number of desert stalking scorpion corpses rolled out from the deep soil under the surging sword intent.

The corpses were scattered all over the ground, some with missing limbs and some with broken carapace. The scene was extremely horrifying and creepy.

Afterwards, Shen Lang did not hesitate and immediately took off his original clothes at an extremely fast speed, took out the spare clothes from the storage ring and put on them.

Although his knowledge of the desert stalking scorpion's habits and characteristics is quite limited, it's not too much.

But as far as he knew, for most low-level monsters, if they wanted to track their prey accurately, there was a high 99% chance that they would rely on their keen sense of smell to make tracking decisions.

Shen Lang was full of suspicion and couldn't help but secretly speculate that someone might have secretly drugged some kind of special drug that was not easy to detect on his clothes without anyone noticing.

So no matter which direction or corner he went, these desert stalking scorpions were like lingering shadows, following him closely, following him like a shadow, and they couldn't get rid of him no matter what.

Sure enough, just after Shen Lang threw the coat he had just changed on the ground, those desert stalking scorpions instantly rushed towards the coat like a raging tide.

They came one after another, fearlessly, and gathered together in a dense crowd, almost completely covering the coat.

The sheer number and density make one's scalp numb just by looking at it, as if the pores all over the body are tightened. Even people who don't have trypophobia will probably be shocked by this scene. Frightened.

Shen Lang's eyes became extremely fierce in an instant.

It seemed that he was negligent. He never expected that in such a short period of time, someone would secretly plot against him.

No wonder those people from the Tiandao League spoke coldly and sarcasticly to him when they just came in, and tried their best not to let him follow them.

Originally, Shen Lang simply thought that the other party just didn't want him to take advantage of anything or gain any benefits.

But now thinking back, thinking carefully, it is really chilling and terrifying.

But fortunately, when Shen Lang was clearing these desert stealth scorpions, he swung his sword again, ready to sweep across a large area like before, but the sharp sword energy suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall and was bounced away by some mysterious force.

"Huh?" Shen Lang couldn't help but let out a surprised sound, his face full of surprise.

He frowned, his heart full of doubts, this desert opened his life spirit sword.

"No matter, dig it out and see what it is." Shen Lang said while holding the spirit sword tightly, ready to deal with the unknown.