"Plunder, devour, destroy..."
The injury was not serious, but Chu Mu's expression did not fluctuate much, but looked thoughtful.
A moment's peek, almost a thousand years of horror, undoubtedly revealed many clues.
Boundless blood, resentful ghosts and monsters evolved from lust, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a world filled with bones...
Everything clearly shows that the existence of Sand-tailed Scorpion is equivalent to destruction.
It plunders and devours everything that can be plundered and devoured, turning it into the reproduction and inheritance of the Sand-tailed Scorpion group, and turning it into the nourishment for the growth of the Sand-tailed Scorpion mother.
Wherever it went, not a blade of grass grew, and all life except the sand-tailed scorpion was gone.
It seems that from this point, it is not difficult to see that after a long period of time, the existence of the sand-tailed scorpion in the world of immortality has probably become quite one-sided.
According to all the records about sand-tailed scorpions that he had read before, without exception, they all regarded sand-tailed scorpions as terrifying creatures that like to live in the desert.
It even has the distinctive name of Sand-tailed Scorpion.
But judging from various clues so far, sand-tailed scorpions don't seem to like the desert environment.
But...
When all life except the sand-tailed scorpion is plundered and devoured, the dead and desolate desert must be its final destination.
Judging from the sand-tailed scorpion's instinct to evolve in response to the methods of cultivators, it is obvious that the sand-tailed scorpion is not limited to fire attributes.
Rather, the final destination of the desert allowed the sand-tailed scorpions to instinctively adapt to the desert, and evolved instinctively in response to the desert environment. As a result, the sand-tailed scorpions love the desert environment, and they are all fire attributes...an illusion...
In other words, in another environment, it might be a water-tailed scorpion, a golden-tailed scorpion, a wood-tailed scorpion...
Judging from the sand-tailed scorpion's instinct to evolve at any time, it doesn't have to be a scorpion...
In a different environment, the Sand-tailed Scorpion Mother does not necessarily have to be the Sand-tailed Scorpion Mother. She can also be the Queen of the Zerg, or she can be a brand new monster race...
Judging from the almost terrifying characteristics of the sand-tailed scorpion, it seems that all this is possible...
If you just regard it as a sand-tailed scorpion, a scorpion-like monster that lives in groups in the desert, that would probably be the most terrifying and fatal mistake.
It is even uncertain whether this sand-tailed scorpion is called a sand-tailed scorpion in the upper world!
Moreover, this desert sea world is obviously a place of prison and suppression. The terror of the "Sand-tailed Scorpion" group may have been suppressed to the lowest point.
Otherwise, it might not be as terrifying as the one that destroyed the world of immortality in ancient times just like this.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Chu Mu's blade moved around, and fell one after another. Each sword was bound to leave a ferocious crack of tens to hundreds of feet in this sea of sand. Each sword was countless. All the sand-tailed scorpions perished.
The "scorpion egg" on the wrist, under such slaughter, is almost clearly perceptible and growing rapidly.
The scorpion-shaped pattern that turned into a dazzling scarlet color was almost visible to the naked eye.
Just under the Pure Soul Mountain, Chu Mu didn't even need to move half a step. Every time the knife fell, it wiped out large swaths of sand-tailed scorpions. But at the same time, the seemingly endless scorpion swarms would immediately fill the vacancies, coming one after another. Coming in waves.
With Jinghun Mountain so close in front of him, Chu Mu was obviously less worried. His majestic power burst out as the blade fell, without even holding back.
In less than a quarter of an hour, with Chu Mu as the center and a radius of several hundred feet, there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Countless limbs and broken arms were scattered on the ground. Under the blood-stained yellow sand, the scarlet among the yellow sand in the sky was just like the scarlet on Chu Mu's wrist, which was extremely dazzling.
As time goes by, more and more testers are gathering from all directions at the foot of Jinghun Mountain, which can be seen with the naked eye.
Without exception, they are all monks in the Golden Core Realm and... monsters!
The white stone tablet, like a sword reaching into the sky, naturally failed to conceal the perception of the testers. On the white stone tablet, one name after another was left.
Obviously, the vast majority of trialists who were able to reach this place basically relied on their own methods to kill them. There are also many "scorpion eggs" that have matured.
After leaving a name on the stone tablet, the "scorpion egg" matured, a jade talisman was held in the palm of the hand, and with one step, like the strong man at the beginning, he stepped into this... Pure Soul Mountain.
Obviously, not every trialist will study this Mohai world as thoroughly as Chu Mu, but there are not a few who simply regard this Mohai world as a place of trial.
After the other trialists clearly understood the existence of the stone tablet, they all surrounded this pure soul mountain like Chu Mu, each looking for a deserted place, each showing their magical powers, and slaughtering the endless people. The sand-tailed scorpion breeds that puzzling... "scorpion seed"!
There was no interference, except for the waves of sound transmission that appeared from time to time, which seemed to prove the connection between some of the trialists.
Chu Mu also obviously restrained himself a lot. As the blade circulated, no abnormality appeared at all, and he once again returned to the ordinary life of returning to his true nature.
As his eyes moved around, the trialists showing off their own magical powers came into view one after another.
In just a few hours, nearly a hundred testers gathered here.
Without exception, they are all in the Golden Core realm, or... the third level of cultivation.
There are not just monks and monsters here, but also a lot of them.
However, looking around, Chu Mu didn't see any familiar faces.
Although the face can be faked, there is no doubt that the aura of the soul is obviously difficult to fake.
And in such a bloody place like this, it is obviously impossible to completely hide the aura of the soul.
As his spiritual consciousness circulates, the nearly a hundred testers who have gathered here in the past few hours, whether human or demon, are obviously strangers to him.
Although the world of Dachu Immortal Cultivation is vast and there are countless powerful people, for him, or in other words, the circle of contacts woven around his two skills of elixir and weapon is undoubtedly extremely large.
On top of his sound transmission order, there were hundreds of sound transmission imprints of the Golden Core Realm.
Every sound transmission brand means a golden elixir real person, everywhere in the world.
"Tiangong...Daheng..."
Chu Mu glanced at Qin Zhaoxue thoughtfully.
If according to what he said, Daheng was inherited in the ancient Heavenly Palace, and this ruins appeared not long ago. It is not incomprehensible that Daheng monks occupy the main body of exploring the ruins...
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(End of chapter)
