Master of Beasts

The forest at night is extremely quiet, under the gleaming stars, the moon shadows are hazy, the shadows of the trees are whirling, everything is so easy, but the next moment, the silence in the forest is broken instantly.

"哐!"

On the slightly moist ground, a bag of soil suddenly bulged, and a hideous black shadow drilled out of it, and a few small beasts that were already asleep were stunned and fled.

"Damn it, how can this kid have such a high-level spirit puppet, Fan He, I have been tortured by you!"

On the back of the scorpion, the old man of the ghost scorpion slapped the sand on his sleeves, swearing incessantly: "Fortunately, the old man runs fast, otherwise I am afraid that I will be planted today. There will be such a thing."

This place is far beyond the scope of Guyang City. The old man Gui Xie believes that even a spiritual master cannot track his traces, let alone a spiritual warrior.

"However, just going back like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to Fan He. Why don't you find an opportunity tomorrow, sneak attack from the dark, and kill the kid directly before releasing the spirit demon puppet." The old man ghost scorpion looked ruthlessly in his eyes. Over.

"Huh!"

Just as the old man Guixie was about to turn around and return to Guyang City from the other road, a black shadow swept over like lightning, suspended in the air, blocking his retreat instantly.

"Senior Ghost Scorpion, it's so boring to drag it until tomorrow. Today's affairs have to be resolved today."

On the back of the Cracking Wind Mantis, Xiao Yang looked down below with a smile, and the bitter cold wind made him hunt and hunt in his black robe.

"How did you follow me!"

was taken aback, the old man Guixie showed incredible expression on his face, and said in surprise.

"I have to ask your ghost face scorpion."

pointed at the claws of the ghost face scorpion, Xiao Yang smiled faintly.

The old man of Guixie licked his dry lips with difficulty, and immediately moved his eyes downwards, only to see the claws of Guimianxie, there was a red bead inlaid at some unknown time, and a faint fluctuation of spiritual power radiated out.

"The top bead of the fairy tree?" The old man Guixie was shocked, and the well-informed him immediately recognized the object.

Lifting up his old face, the old man Guixie was quite moved. Could it be said that when the ancient ghost face scorpion bombarded the Xuanjing Lingjia, Xiao Yang even allowed Song He to come out and attack, and then he would take the opportunity to escape?

But how could it be possible, just a hairy doll, how could there be such a calculation!

The scorpion claws of the ghost face scorpion merged, and the red cylinder was crushed into powder. The old ghost scorpion smiled angrily: "Okay, very good, kid, I look down on you, but you are so confident that you can keep the old man today. Come down?"

"How can I know if I don't try." Xiao Yang grinned.

Hearing this, the old man Guixie jumped from the ghost face scorpion with a grim complexion, and landed on a branch, causing the branch to tremble.

The ghost face scorpion raises a long scorpion tail and stabs out violently. The sharp needles at the top of the scorpion tail appear dark green.

"Scorpion Tail Needle?"

Xiao Yang's complexion slightly condensed, and immediately summoned the Yu Bingdie, away from the battlefield.

Scorpion Tail Needle is the famous spiritual skill of the Ghost Face Scorpion. It can condense the venom of a body on a small tail needle. The toxicity is enough to knock down a spirit beast of the same level.

Even if there is a profound crystal spirit armor, Xiao Yang cannot completely ignore the toxin of the ghost face scorpion, as long as he sticks a little, with the strength of his second-order spiritualist, he can't resist it at all.

"Ding!"

The violently stabbed tail needles were placed fiercely on the crossed double blades of the Windbreaking Mantis. A light green toxin ripples quickly diffused. Wherever it passed, those branches and leaves instantly turned dark green, and the breeze blew over. , All shattered.

The ghost face scorpion's scorpion tail needle was hardly connected, and the wings of the Windbreaker Mantis were filled with a faint green, but after all, it is only a spirit demon puppet, and toxins can cause no harm to it.

"Huh!"

The mantis arm stretched, the claws of the Windbreaker Mantis brought a cold light, and it smashed across the tail of the Ghostface Scorpion, with a clang and sparks.

With a painful neigh, the ghost face scorpion rushed out with a hideous complexion, and the toxic spiritual power of the double claws condensed, and it constantly collided with the double blades of the windbreaking mantis.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong!"

Like the sound of the transfer of gold and iron, Xiao Yang's expression gradually became dignified. Although the order of the Ghost Face Scorpion is slightly inferior to that of the Windbreaking Mantis, it has a big advantage, that is, it can use spiritual skills. After all, the Windbreaking Mantis is just a spirit monster. Occasionally, spiritual power cannot be stored in the body, and correspondingly, spiritual skills cannot be used.

"Hehe, I said, today, you can't kill me."

The withered right hand of the old ghost scorpion sticks out, and its dark green spiritual power surrounds it. At the same time, the ghost face scorpion blows back the Windbreaker Mantis with a heavy blow, and immediately lifts the scorpion tail, and a sharp stinger emerges out of thin air. , Circling around its scorpion tail, spinning frantically.

"咻!"

The ghost face scorpion flicked its long tail, and the poisonous thorns shot out in an instant, piercing the wings of the Windbreaker Mantis into tiny round holes.

Upon seeing this, the ghost face scorpion made a pleasant hissing sound. Just when it was about to condense the stinger again, the Windbreaker Mantis rushed into the sky, and then fell like a cannonball, slamming heavily on its tail needle.

"Boom!"

After all, the strength of the Ghost Face Scorpion is much stronger than the Gale Crane, so even if it was hit by this, the tail needle did not break, but it was quickly retracted in pain. After all, it is not like the Split Wind Mantis~ ~ No pain.

"Cut off its tail." Xiao Yang said coldly.

The man’s arms spread out, and the Wind-Splitting Mantis flew over. Two cold, shiny claws slashed on the scorpion tail of the ghost face scorpion mercilessly, and a few drops of dark green blood splashed immediately.

"Hmph, Guimian Scorpion, tear off its claws." The old man Gui Scorpion's voice is sinister.

Hearing the words, the ghost face scorpion's limbs and feet are continuously swinging, and it is necessary to turn around, hold down the windbreaking mantis, and tear off its two claws.

"Stay honestly for me!"

At this time, Xiao Yang's faint laughter suddenly sounded, a layer of solid ice, diffused from Yu Bingdie, and the vegetation on the ground turned into crystal clear ice sculptures.

The ice spread to the feet of the ghost face scorpion, and then quickly climbed up.

Ghost Face Scorpion quickly lifted its limbs and feet. The layer of solid ice was shattered in an instant, and at this moment, the shiny double blades of the Windbreaker Mantis had already chopped on its tail.

"Huh!"

The jet of dark green blood, the scorpion tail of the ghost face scorpion, fell to the ground with a snap.

The painful ghost face scorpion hits randomly with both claws, and it actually forced the wind-breaking mantis who wanted to slash a few more feet back.

"It's just a broken puppet with no thoughts, the ghost face scorpion, the waterfall of madness, corroded it!"

Seeing the ghost face scorpion was severely injured, the old man's roar of ghost scorpion was vulgar and poisonous.

The two claws were slightly close together, the dark green energy condensed, and the ghost face scorpion's two claws slammed heavily on the ground, and the group of energy exuding a decadent aura instantly sank into the ground.

"Wow!"

The next moment, on the ground below the Wind Crushing Mantis, a dark green water pool appeared. Between the tumbling pools, a dark green water column about ten feet wide rose into the sky, exuding an extremely terrifying and decadent air.