However, it is very dangerous to change cars during the encirclement attack of Sand Scorpions.
Accidentally, two or three goblins were bitten and dragged away by the sand scorpions that suddenly came up from around them. Sometimes they couldn't even get back.
Qinglu sat at the end, and Mi Tu quickly provided support in the team, but four goblins were still snatched back and dragged away by the sand scorpions.
Because there are too many sand scorpions, they cover each other and rush out, and they are not afraid of death.
Therefore, Qinglu did not dare to stay away from her team. In the end, she could only watch silently as the fairies that were dragged away were eaten in the distance.
The patriarch shouted sternly in the air. "Keep up, keep up. Keep up the speed, keep up the speed."
The large team dispersed and gathered almost suddenly.
Scattered again, gathered again.
The continuously running brigade sometimes stopped and sometimes accelerated.
Many members of the same race were thrown to the ground by the sand scorpions. Some of the carrying tools were destroyed by the sand scorpions, and some were damaged by the sand scorpions and stayed in place, becoming obstacles for the following teams. Some of the vehicles were driven away by fellow demons.
The goblins who fell into the desert moved closer to each other and gathered into small action teams.
While they were resisting the occasional raids and ambushes of the Sand Scorpions, they also needed to contact subsequent vehicles and try their best to get their team to take the vehicles behind and leave here quickly.
If you rely on two legs alone, you will encounter everything from all directions, in the sky and on the ground.
It's easy to quickly break down and die directly.
Of course, although a small team is enough for them to protect themselves for a short time, they can't last long.
The vehicle is still fast and has high defense.
Because Qinglu's convoy is at the end, it is actually responsible for picking up the small team.
As soon as he saw the small teams being surrounded everywhere, Mi Tu led the team of gods to rush forward, take out the goblins, and send them to the puppet carriages one after another.
Many goblins were thrown into the car covered in blood and dying, as if they were going to die at any time.
The goblins left behind in the car quickly treated their injuries and poured medicine and elixirs into them to save their lives.
In a journey of more than sixty miles, Qinglu and the others picked up four small teams.
Some goblins only found out that they survived and were rescued in a carriage after waking up from a coma.
However, the carriage was not very safe either. It was often hit by the sand scorpions and kept shaking and shaking.
It's like driving on a bumpy road with lots of potholes.
In fact, those who hit the puppet carriage were sand scorpions.
However, this kind of impact also has an advantage. Several seriously injured and dying goblins in the coma were awakened.
I don't know what they think in their hearts.
"Luo Ping, Lao Luo?" There were numerous cracks on the armor, as if it could fall apart at any time. There are also many flesh and blood holes that directly penetrate the armor on the hands, feet, abdomen and back.
Lying in a carriage with a small bronze hanging lamp with a red shade hanging from the front.
Luo Ping, a seemingly middle-aged senior goblin warrior, slowly opened his eyes.
Next to him is his familiar friend Yuan Long.
"You're awake, you're finally awake. I thought you were really going to die this time, but I didn't expect you could be treated and come back. Fortunately, we were rescued by Lord Qinglu's convoy."
After hearing what his old friend said, Luo Ping's lips curled up.
He smiled weakly and said in a weak voice, "I thought you were going to say something like we were lucky enough to be picked up."
"There is no luck in picking it up. It's because Lord Qinglu has discovered our location a long time ago and constantly adjusted the direction of travel, so he rescued our small team that fell behind one by one." Yuanlong said with a smile.
"Before I passed out, I heard You Yao excitedly shouting that Lord Qinglu had picked up another small team." Luo Ping drank a large jar of water before he felt that he was not so thirsty and weak.
"That is, counting us, Master Qinglu picked up four scattered small teams." Yuanlong said with a smile. "We two old guys were overtaken by the little guys."
"What old guy? I'm not even four hundred years old. I'm not an old guy." Luo Ping immediately darkened his face when he heard Yuan Long's words. Anyway, Yuanlong can say that he is old, but he, Luo Ping, will never admit it.
When Yuan Long heard this, he almost burst out laughing.
Luo Ping, this old guy, is obviously no longer a young fairy, but he still refuses to accept his old age?
"I'm telling you, my future is promising, and I can also become a god." Luo Ping said confidently.
"Yes, yes, you are amazing." Yuan Long smiled.
"But this time it seems that the foundation has been damaged." Luo Ping seemed to have thought of something and said a little calmly. "The chance that I might become an agod is slim."
"It's okay. The medicine I gave you contains several special spiritual fruits, which are very good for your injuries. Before you woke up, I think it played a big role in repairing your body. Even if you are injured Most of my foundation has been restored. There is still a small half. If you continue to recover in the next three days, you will report a serious injury and just recuperate here. I also plan to report a serious injury and take all my medicines for the next three days. .
We all had a total of four days’ worth of medication. "
After hearing this, Luo Ping immediately used his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore his physical condition, and then his eyes widened after a while. "How could it be? It actually repaired most of it. And the power of this elixir seems to be repairing many invisible wounds deep inside my body."
He was so surprised.
"What kind of medicine is this? Is it so effective?" Luo Ping asked in shock.
"Good medicine." Yuan Long said happily. "Master Qinglu has so many good things in his hands."
"Lord Qinglu has many descendants of gods from his ancestors. We, Lord Qinglu, are still direct descendants of the direct lineage." Luo Ping said. Ordinary clan monsters may not know Lord Qinglu’s status in the tribe. These hardline warriors really know.
Master Qinglu comes from a special family in the Jade Tribe, and there have been more than ten powerful descendants of gods in this family.
The important point is that it is a powerful divine descendant, not an ordinary divine descendant.
There are so many ordinary gods, so where do we need to focus?
Qinglu's motorcade is still moving forward.
Because they couldn't defeat Qinglu at all, more and more sand scorpions no longer bothered to attack her. They just crawled on the sand behind her car and followed her silently like an armed parade.
The cold scorpion eyes looking at Qinglu seemed to be on fire, ahem, but there was indeed fear and fear deeper in the eyes.
As long as the sand scorpion was hit by Qinglu, no matter the level, no one would survive.
It would be strange to say that the leader of the Sand Scorpion is not afraid! !
As the Emerald Tribe team advanced, the front line finally ran out of the attack range of the Sand Scorpions.
The goblins who had just escaped and ascended to heaven secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
These sand scorpions are simply killing them like crazy.
A violent mess.
Ahem, actually the sand scorpions are also amazed.
The goblin team that came to participate in the God Realm quota trial this year was too brave.
It was completely different from the goblin teams they had seen so many times that collapsed upon impact.
The combat effectiveness is simply worlds apart.
Goblins old and young can take a rest, as long as patrols are arranged.
The fighting goblins must take the initiative to return to the area attacked by the sand scorpions, and they return to rescue more of their kind.
As more and more battle goblins return.
Qinglu and the others finally reached the edge of the sand scorpion attack.
This time four of them died and eleven were seriously injured along the way.
The four dead fairies were all dragged away by the sand scorpions. As long as they were dragged into the desert by the sand scorpions, they almost all died.
Although some of the goblins who had become gods were injured, none of them were dragged away.
Everyone was almost out of breath and rushed out of the sand scorpion's attack territory in a very embarrassed manner.
Some battle goblins knelt down and collapsed in their armor, showing signs of dying as soon as their energy was released.
The doctors among the goblins rushed out to help the critically ill patients.
But there are still some unlucky ones who are completely out of breath.
They all rushed out and ended up dead.
What a shame.
An atmosphere of sadness suddenly swept over the entire goblin tribe.
Even though death has been everywhere since leaving the fragrant forest, no one has developed a normal attitude towards it.
It’s still too easy to be emotionally infected and frustrated.
"Doctors, hurry up and treat the patients. Those who can still fight, hurry up and rest." Qinglu suddenly shouted in the air.
This suddenly stirred up everyone's frustrated mood, and thousands of goblins all looked at her.
"Everyone, please have a good rest. After you finish your rest, we have to leave quickly and get something delicious to eat and drink." Qinglu said.
When the goblin heard this, he immediately understood.
What's delicious? Isn't it just eating dug fish?
That is a treasure that can easily send everyone to become a god.
Rest, must rest. Some simply start practicing, while the latter simply go deep into sleep to recover.
By then the senior leaders of the clan had gathered together again.
Have a meeting, have a meeting!
Why the meeting?
It turned out that the Emerald Tribe was out of the sand scorpions' attack territory, but the Sand Spirit Tribe fell far within the sand scorpions' attack range.
The speed of movement is nothing short of a snail. They have all come out here, and Sha Ling has only gone a little bit. They still had at least two-thirds of the journey to complete, and they were still far away from breaking out of the Sand Scorpion's territory.
Everyone is of goblin blood, why is the Sand Spirit Division so bad?
It made many fairies of the Emerald Tribe feel a little strange.
It's not surprising at all.
The goblin itself is a being with high agility and magic skills, and is good at using various tools and magic weapons. Especially the pure-blooded elves who have super full points of agility.
This was completely unmatched by the imbecile Sand Spirit Tribe.
Although the Sand Spirit tribe has strong defense, it is very weak when faced with the attacks of sand scorpions that are extremely fast, can escape from sand, and are covered by sandstorms.
Tigers can't see many wolves.
Therefore, as long as the members of the Sand Spirit Tribe are dragged away by the Sand Scorpions, it will be no good.
Although the sand spirits are not very afraid of bites, they are not very afraid of poisons either.
If the Emerald Tribe wins by speed, they can rush through the sand scorpion's encirclement quickly and powerfully.
Then Sha Ling rules the roost with his thick skin.
I'm just not afraid of death and don't dare to fight a tough battle.
Come if you have the talent.
I can fight you to the death.
The pale-haired old men of the Sand Spirit tribe, as well as the frail and sick Sand Spirits, all looked more closely at Madman, and died together holding special targets that were dangerous to the tribe.
The particularly heroic self-destruction mode of "Bang Bang Bang" made Qing Lu look familiar.
Cough cough cough…
Her new descendants of the human race like to fight like this.
The attack effect is good.
It's just that they are of low level, so they are not dangerous. If a true god could do this, ahem, if the power is used well, it can change the landscape of a continent.
During the battle between gods, in order to reduce the risk of being ambushed by their opponents, they even self-destructed their own god clones.
Bloody battle, bloody battle, bloody battle, the Sand Spirit's troops were surrounded by sand scorpions from three layers inside and three layers outside. There were a large number of sand scorpions attacking from all directions, both in the sky and on the ground.
The densely packed sand scorpions and the sand spirit tribe who risked their lives kept fighting and fighting on the turtle shell-shaped battlefield.
The tens of thousands of sand scorpions and tens of thousands of sand spirit tribes fought in a life-and-death battle in Da Changtian, and the bloody evil filled the sky, like a flowing river of blood.
When have you ever seen such a terrifying fight?
Many fairies from the Emerald Tribe stopped practicing and sleeping, and stared at the big battlefield over there with wide eyes.
Isn't it so terrible? Otherwise, look at the vision of the river of blood in the sky!
The patriarch also looked worriedly at the blood river vision, and then quickly summoned the senior officials of the Emerald Tribe.
"The blood river vision is quite scary to look at." The patriarch first said to everyone. As he spoke, he pointed at the increasingly scarlet blood river. "Does anyone know how to erase that thing?"
"Don't worry about that. It will leave on its own after it has eaten and drank enough." Qinglu replied.
"What is that?" the patriarch asked in shock.
"That is a small blood river. It is a divine creature born from a large amount of divine energy or divine objects, hostility, murderous aura, death aura and filth. It is relatively lazy and appears in command to chase food. If you don't provoke them, they will I won't touch you." Qinglu explained, "Xiaoxuehe can only be regarded as a kind of divine creature. It is not dangerous at ordinary times. Even if you fly over it, you won't be able to disturb it. But if there are people or gods or something, If you subdue it and let the Blood River recognize its master, it will be troublesome. Driven by its master, it will turn into a disaster.
The small blood river can generally continue to grow.
As the little blood rivers grow, their masters can also become stronger and stronger.
But even if it has so many advantages, few people and gods will accept the Little Blood River and let it recognize it as its master.
Because when the Little Blood River grows to a certain level, it will be directly swallowed by its source, the real god's blood river. The blood river will swallow up the owners of the Little Blood River and become the nourishment for its own continuous growth. "Qinglu continued to explain to everyone.
The patriarch and all the tribe's senior officials all took a deep breath.
So insidious.
terrible.
If everyone didn't know that the Little Blood River was eventually swallowed up by its source, eight out of ten would be eager to let it claim its master after acquiring the Little Blood River and discovering its advantages.
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