The middle-aged man in green snorted coldly, looked towards the direction of the tributary, and then nodded happily: "So that's it. The Saint Lord of the Wilderness (xiu) has been successfully hunted, and his turtle shell has been perfectly removed... This old ghost has been hiding for so many years, but he still hasn't escaped the palm of my hand... Hey, no wonder your divine master is so leisurely and elegant, go and hang up with that Lu Chun."

The beautiful woman in blood had an abnormal blush on her skin.

Her body trembled slightly, and her voice became fluctuating: "Haha, stop talking, don't bother me...Haha, this Lu Chun has some talent and capital...Haha, okay, you have to be as good as me, see how I squeezed out your bone marrow, let my soul scatter, and cut off all your hopes in the past and future!"

Xingshang River, ‘normal river channel’.

On the stage, the actress and the martial artists were having fun fighting, and the musicians were playing and singing in great intoxication. The beautiful woman pressed her hands on Lu Ya's temple and rubbed gently. A trace of evil cold air continued to invade Lu Ya's mind, and was constantly killed by the Tai Wan Emperor Axe.

Lu Qi's heart gradually sank.

He was thinking about ways to get out.

Otherwise, if this beautiful woman had reacted, she had worked hard for so long and could not cause any decent harm to Lu Qi... God knows how many vicious bans there are in this garden?

A "guardian dog" is a Buddha master of the "twelve days".

The heritage of this garden is unfathomable. Lu Qi felt uncomfortable sitting here.

The beautiful woman suddenly laughed: "By the way, don't be restrained, please, little master, this is a fragrant tea that we grow, pick and stir-fry for ourselves... Let's try it to see if it suits the taste?"

A beautiful maid with a translucent figure and a faint cloud of smoke was shrouded by her side. She couldn't tell whether it was a living person or a ghost. She had a very strange aura and quietly appeared beside Lu Qi. She held up the teacup on the small table next to her with both hands, and smiled and put the teacup onto Lu Qi's lips - the teacup with light blue spots sprinkled in the celadon, which was green and emitting a faint coolness.

This tea has no smell.

It is not fragrant or smelly, just like a frozen boiled water.

But when Lu Qi's lips touched the teacup, his heart twitched violently, and he felt a great threat coming to his face. This cup of tea could not be drunk!

Lu Qi closed his mouth and frowned.

The big parrot lying on Lu Qi's head raised his head and yelled at the beautiful woman: "Your tea is a bargain... Tsk, you don't have the sincerity to entertain guests... Is it good to have some sincerity? Go to the stage and make one for you?"

The big parrot smiled extremely brightly.

He 'chirped' and spitted a long list of folk nonsense at the beautiful woman, such as 'long', 'white', 'round', 'moist'. If he put it in front of a good daughter, he would be beaten to death by his family with a stick.

The big parrot was happy to speak, and the beautiful maid holding the teacup was shining with light and clouds around her body, as if she was in a "stubborn state" of "not knowing how to deal with it".

The beautiful woman's hands suddenly froze.

She turned her head slightly, her smile frozen on her face, and she stared at the big parrot in a straight grim manner.

After a while, the beautiful woman's eyes, which were as cold as a glacier, flashed in her sneering eyes, and she laughed: "Little Phoenix, you have a good mouth... Hey? Isn't my sincerity in treating guests enough? Sneer, shit, it's my fault, it's my fault... Then, just..."

The beautiful woman waved her hand to the maid holding a teacup and said calmly: "Send the best 'Wild Bone Marrow'!"

Lu Qi's face thrust hard.

‘Wild bone marrow’…this name is not a good thing.

The big parrot was also trembling with feathers. He opened his mouth and was about to roar. On the Xingshang River, there were already sounds of war drums and horns, and sounds of breaking through the air came from afar. The strong scorpion men of the brigade waved various flags and stood up in various flags, drove strange-shaped metal chariots, carrying various flying warships, like dark clouds, gathered from all directions.

Just a hundred miles away from the Liuli Monk, over a million strong scorpion men gathered together in their breath.

Among these strong scorpion men, the most terrifying aura were some powerful men whose cultivation level was about twenty kalpas according to Lu Qi's estimate.

In the Liangyi Heaven, the Buddha's cultivation level is the ultimate, only ten kalpas of true Buddha.

In the ancient city of Loulan, the rules of heaven and earth here are very different from those of the two chariots. Among these scorpion people, there is a great existence that breaks through the Buddha of the two chariots.

The skins of these powerful scorpion men were faintly silver, and sharp blood-colored lines lingered like flames on their skin. Surrounded by many tribesmen, they were chewing at the Liuli Monk, constantly making cold laughs.

The monk Liuli looked at the scorpion men and shook his head gently.

The prismatic ancient mirror above his head suddenly expanded and turned into a size of hundreds of miles again. Black flames condensed on the ancient mirror, and then a black light of hundreds of miles in diameter burst out, covering the million-scale scorpion army formation.

With a dull sound, nearly one million scorpion people disappeared in an instant.

Blood-colored relics, which are as big as human heads and as small as mung beans, flew into the sky and were swallowed by the Liuli Monk in one mouthful. Three colors of ghost lights flashed in the Liuli Monk's body, and his breath was significantly enhanced.

"Come on!" Liuli Monk smiled extremely happily: "In recent years, I have lacked blood food and I am very weak. You are here to avoid the worms that don't know how to live or die. Let's come... The more you have, the more you have, the more you have!"

Liuli Monk deliberately held back. Tens of thousands of scorpion men in the scorpion army were not covered by his attack.

At this moment, after a panic, these scorpion men bit their tongues, spit out their essence and blood, outlined a series of mysterious blood talismans in the air, and sent out the most urgent help and warning signals from their families.

The banks of Xingshang River suddenly became extremely messy.

The strong wind whistled, and the flags suddenly accelerated and rushed towards this side.

Further apart, on the other side of the river, a large jungle was violently destroyed. Under the large cage made of human skin and human hair, hundreds of long-haired scorpion women were busy working and quickly arranged a void moving array with a diameter of several miles on the river bank.

As the light of the moving array flickered, more scorpion men rushed out of the moving array.

They brought more array equipment, and the increasingly large-scale void moving array was constantly paved in mid-air on the river surface.

The evil spirit surges into the sky and the blood qi lingers.

Finally, a void moving array with a diameter of 100,000 miles was formed at a high altitude.

A triangle-shaped blue-red moon turned out from behind the large thick clouds. The blue-red moonlight fell and fell on the moving array. The loud sound of war drums penetrated into the sky. A series of terrifying auras rushed into pieces, shattering the thick clouds in the sky. The rolling evil aura condensed into three golden scorpions phantoms that lasted thousands of miles in the sky.

The golden scorpion was wrapped in blood-colored patterns, and six pairs of transparent long membrane wings emerged on its back.

The huge Dharma image was hanging high in the void, and the crimson eyes locked in the Glaz Monk. The terrifying magic power fluctuations disrupted the Taoist principles of heaven and earth, and announced the arrival of the Buddha-level power of the Scorpion clan!

When they were abandoned in the ancient city of Loulan, it was a Buddhist master who was a Buddhist who cleaned their bloodlines, opened up their spiritual wisdom, and enlightened their wisdom. Therefore, the scorpion people in this clan mainly practiced from the Liangyitian Buddhist lineage. Behind the giant scorpion figure they condensed was surrounded by flame Buddha niches and lotus round light, which was a bit of Buddhist atmosphere.

"Evil demons and heretics... How dare you call Buddha a fool?" Liuli Monk smiled strangely.

He licked the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Come on, come on... Let me fill my stomach so hard... By the way, it's okay to cause some trouble for the owner here!"

The three golden skins and blood patterns looked exactly like humans, but their eyes were slightly broken and golden, and their eyes were sometimes like a group of fireflies. They came in a vast crowd of scorpion men.

In the sky, the three golden scorpions slowly shrank and eventually turned into a hundred feet long and suspended above the heads of the three scorpions.

The blood-colored Buddha light condensed into a flaming shrine, covering the three scorpion masters. Widths of blood and wolf smoke entangled each other, turning into a straight blood and flag rushing into the void - no more, these three scorpion masters are all in the "one day" realm!

And the monk Liuli, this old yin guy, had already put away the strange signs behind him - the twelve light rainbows standing tall and were put away by him, hiding the fact that he had the control of the "Twelve Days" Avenue.

There are three Buddha-level scorpion masters, more than a thousand Buddha-level masters, the remaining great bodhisattvas, millions of Bodhisattva-level scorpions, and more common true immortal-level scorpions. This is the case with the four sage tribes in the ancient city of Loulan. Once the battle formation is really started, the tribe's people will be like dark clouds gathering, and the number of participating in the battle will reach a number that makes the enemy desperate in a very short time!

The reproduction power of insects is extremely terrible.

Under the strange time flow rate control of Loulan Ancient City, no one knows how many ethnic groups there are in the four saints, and how many masters of the advanced realm have been built by relying on the number of clan members.

Although the practice of these scorpion people is really a bit sketchy.

Under the scanning of the divine thoughts released by Lu Qi, putting aside the three scorpion masters at the level of Buddha, these three scorpion masters have reached the extreme... The other scorpion masters of the "Tao" are like little dolls who have just turned one year old playing sculptures, which is really a mess.

Even those three scorpion masters at the level of Buddha, their control over a great way has reached the extreme, but judging from the Tao rhymes inside and outside their bodies, their use of the great way is also very crude!

It’s like everyone has perfectly mastered a big knife weighing a thousand pounds. Some people can use it to carve the tofu, some people can use it to carve the hair, but some people can only use it to split a big buffalo into seven or eight pieces, and it is a mess and the ground is messy...

The three scorpion masters gave Lu Qi the feeling that they were the kind of striking a wild boar with a big knife!

It's finished.

No need to see.

The idiot who delivered the food to the door is here!

Moreover, there is no spiritual charm or strange aura on these three unlucky guys. In other words, there is no treasure magic weapon that matches their strength!

Tsk!

The powerful masters of the four great saints in the ancient city of Loulan seem to have no habit of refining the "natal Buddha treasure"?

Yes, they have just been cultivated by Buddhism and opened up wisdom by Buddhism, and have not obtained a truly complete Buddhist tradition. How can they know something too profound?

Everything is just instinct.

The three scorpion men were stalking their heads and chests, and strode. Instead of using magical powers or using magic, they walked arrogantly less than a hundred feet in front of the Liuli Monk, swelling their blood and fighting directly in close combat!

This... is very reasonable!

As an insect, it is natural to be promoted to kill and hunt prey.

As a Buddhist practitioner, the golden body is not damaged and violently subdued demons is the right way to pass on the sect.

As a Buddhist practitioner who was born in the insect, he has also practiced to the level of power at the Buddha level. Unless his head is broken, he has a strong body and strong vitality. Why use the troublesome, long-lasting, and dragging magical magic instead of choosing a more straightforward and neat physical melee?

The three powerful scorpions had finished the shape of a product and rushed towards the Liuli Monk. A layer of stratum corneum like a golden armor was floating on the skin, and strands of flaming blood-colored patterns intertwined in the golden stratum corneum. The sound of blood and energy shocks like a tsunami in the sea came from their bodies. The terrifying power that could destroy a standard heaven was stormed out with one blow, turning into hundreds of golden-red fists and smashing towards the Liuli Monk's limbs.

A scorpion master was still yelling excitedly: "Be careful... break his limbs, pick them up and make dumpling fillings... If the internal organs are broken, what I hate the most is the taste of 'foie gras sauce'!"

Another scorpion master was whistling happily: "Authentic, this person's liver and heart are still alive and he will be happier!"

The monk smiled.

Looking at the fist shadows that were coming all over the sky and slamming down at his limbs, he hesitated for a moment, waved his two translucent glass arms, and greeted the fist shadows.

"Chenglang, dingdang", a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing sounded. The Liuli Monk was beaten to "retreat step by step" by the three scorpion masters. His body trembled slightly, and cracks appeared on his arms. Among the cracks, even a sticky three-color juice oozed out, and his body was severely damaged and the essence and blood in his body were dispersed.

The monk Liuli screamed in pain and staggered and was beaten by the three scorpion masters and retreated into the garden.

Countless green willows around were shaking, and countless green branches rose into the air like soft whips. The "crank" sounds were tangled around and wrapped around the three scorpion masters. The "crack" sounds were densely raised, and the three scorpion masters were entangled so that they could not move. The golden stratum corneum on the body continued to crack deep cracks, making a harsh sound of shattering.

The monk Liuli laughed wildly. He had a strange shape in his hand and nine glass scimitars inlaid with black and lively eyes. He swung out silently and easily cut the three powerful scorpion men under the knife.

A mouthful of black flames spewed out, and the three powerful scorpion masters screamed and screamed. Their souls had no time to escape and were refined into three blood-colored relics the size of water tanks. As soon as the black flames spiraled, the three relics that emitted scarlet light collapsed rapidly and turned to the size of human heads, and were swallowed by the Glazed Monk.

The three Buddha-level scorpion masters were killed by the Liuli Monk with the help of the forbidden power. He roared and rushed out, killing the Buddha-level and great Bodhisattva-level scorpion masters surrounding the three Buddha-level scorpion masters.
To be continued...