The wild beast in front of Ling Zhi had only the tail wrapped around his body, and the barbs were complete.

And the other parts are all dry bones.

The position of Lingzhi's attack is also tricky.

When the Blood-Crying Sword fell on it, Ling Zhi even heard a scream vaguely.

Then he saw two rays of green light burst out from the scorpion's eye sockets.

And this faint light is mixed with a large amount of chaotic consciousness, ferocious beast consciousness, and a trace of wild beast instinct.

This is actually the soul of this scorpion!

Not to mention the wild beasts of the Ancestral Saint level, such a confused soul is much worse than the wild beasts of the artistic conception and the king realm.

Pick.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the scorpion tail bone, which had gone through countless years and had passed away too much essence, was simply cut off by the Blood-Crying Sword.

Seeing his tail falling off, the scorpion seemed to know very well that it was its only hope for survival. It jumped up and rushed towards Lingzhi.

A sword successfully slashed the other party's tail, and Ling Zhi naturally was no longer afraid. His body shook and the giant crying sword stabbed straight ahead.

However, when he raised his sword, his arm suddenly softened. In this way, the scorpion rushed to him and hit him hard.

His chest suddenly became several inches inward, and the power on his arm was restored. The blood-crying sword swirled violently in his hand and slashed on the other party's body.

The scorpion's pliers grabbed his chest, and the front had already pierced into his chest, grabbing his sternum.

Although the scorpion flew out so hard, two pieces of flesh and blood were taken out from Ling Zhi's chest. The bright red blood mixed with the green bloodshots, and it hit the sea with a bang.

Ling Zhi did not deal with the injury, so he raised his hand and just took advantage of the victory to chase the scorpion.

The rotten bone block could not hold on to the attack of the Blood-Crying Sword and burst into pieces with a bang.

The scorpion's confused soul also flew out of his head.

But this time, before Ling Zhi could do anything, a tentacle suddenly stretched out from the distant sea level, and dragged the scorpion's soul out at a lightning speed.

"Um?"

Ling Zhi frowned. He didn't know what the other party was going to do for the scorpion's soul, but he was also useful. As long as he erased these confused consciousness, it would be a good nutrient for the Chaos Green Lotus in his dantian, and it would be useful for the nourishment of his soul.

Ling Zhi would not just snatch something from him.

The Blood-Crying Sword turned into a bloody light from his hand, and then flew out, breaking through the air and heading straight for the place where the tentacle was retracted.

But before half the distance had passed, a tentacle rushed out from under the sea again, and the tentacle suddenly twitched on the blood-wailing sword.

On the body of the Blood-Crying Sword, the blood light suddenly became prosperous, and he was very arrogant and stubborn. Not only did he not retreat, but he started facing the tentacles.

The Blood-Crying Sword cut a hole on the tentacles, and the tentacles were attacked. The force of resistance was extremely amazing, especially the force of whipping. The Blood-Crying Sword could not resist and was shot away.

Ling Zhi frowned even deeper, stared at the tentacles for a few glances, and his soul moved, recalling the Blood-Crying Sword without any more arbitrary movements.

There are many different places in this sea area, and these places cannot be regarded as the same.

The blood-crying sword hovered beside him, while Ling Zhi turned his gaze to the scorpion tail on his shoulder blades.

With a numb and rubbing sound, he finally pulled out the barb with difficulty.

Where the thorns penetrated, there was almost only green blood dripping, making it difficult to see red blood anymore.

As time went by and the battle was restored, Ling Zhi's body could not automatically dissolve this blood. This was unimaginable for Ling Zhi, who had swallowed many spiritual elixirs, had a strong physique, and had been tempered with dragon power and dragon blood.

Just like a constitution that is invincible with all poisons, he suddenly becomes poisoned. For a moment, no one can accept it and react in time.

Lingzhi, not either.

"Is this ancestor saint the most powerful person in his lifetime all his life to attack?" Ling Zhi smiled bitterly, raised his hand and wanted to summon the Assassination Furnace to refine some detoxification pills to try to detoxify.

The toxin attack just now made his arm temporarily lose its strength. If it continues, it will not only affect his combat effectiveness, but also permanently damage his body.

Just as he was about to take out the Assistant Furnace, Ling Zhi raised his brows and his movements suddenly stopped.

At that moment, he felt a strong sense of palpitations.

He suddenly realized that whether it was the tentacle just now or the scorpion beast, they were all the ancestor saints before.

Although it has become like this now, there must be different mental distinctions based on the strength of the strength.

For example, the master of the tentacle knows that he has already had a good mind and his own thoughts when fighting for the soul at the last moment.

Who can tell clearly how many such ferocious beasts are there in this entire sea area?

It was at this moment that he truly understood why the monk always felt palpitations in the later conversation when he saw him, wanting to distance himself from the other party, and then he also had a tacit understanding of the other party.

These ancestor saints were wandering in the sea of ​​endlessness and were more or less seriously injured in the first battle that year. Over the years, they survived with difficulty.

It is important to resist the erosion of the Endless Sea and retain the awakening of the soul, but in fact, in addition to the things they bring, they can use to supplement consumption, repair injuries, practice, and stabilize the soul, it is impossible to find anything that can supplement consumption in the Endless Sea.

Moreover, over the years, whether it is their own body or the bones they have snatched into their hands, they have probably used up all of them.

In this case, Ling Zhi, who was obviously a person who had entered the Endless Sea, also showed outstanding combat power. Anything like that in their eyes was worth countless times greater than in the outside world.

The monk obviously intended to compete for the things on Ling Zhi, but out of caution, he did not take action.

And now, in the sea where Ling Zhi is located, he is secretly watching his enemies, and I am afraid there are more.

If he takes out the questioning furnace at this time, he is seeking death.
Chapter completed!