At this time, deep underground, Wan Qingping was riding, or it could be said that he was rolled on the back of a shit egg by a ball of khaki smoke. The shit egg was no longer the size of a soybean or a watermelon in the past, but was like a small millstone. , but this little guy had big eyes and a wronged look on his face. But it was said that after Feng'er came to Mengba Grassland, he had been occupying the autumn peach tree in front of Wanqingping Cave. The little thing Shidan became addicted to eating autumn peaches, so he often went to Feng'er's room to steal the fruit. At that time This little guy can carry a basket full of autumn peaches for four or five miles. In the Monba grassland, the baskets are not woven with rattan like Jiuli. They are usually made of sheepskin or cowhide. In order to hold more Forage and leather baskets are usually made quite large, and can carry a leather basket of autumn peaches, so it can barely carry an individual. The method of escape that Wan Qingping came up with was to use the Shitdan Earth Escape to pass through the place where the Hantail Scorpions gathered in one fell swoop, and then escape to the ground to escape. In order to increase the chance of escape, the farther the escape distance is, the better. However, I didn't expect that the little guy could only escape about five miles with him on his back, and his demonic power was almost exhausted. He has made no progress at all in so many years. It's really frustrating. He was furious. However, if you don¡¯t return to the ground at this time, you will definitely be suffocated to death in the dirt. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Let¡¯s go back! Wan Qingping helplessly patted Shitdan's little head. The little guy cried out, and with a surge of yellow light on his body, he ran upwards. The ground he was referring to was not the desert ground, but a passage. If he returned to the grassland at this time, with the old woman's consciousness, he would definitely be able to find him. It would be better to escape into the passage. The old woman was blocked by the Han Tail Scorpion. I can't catch up. The only thing I'm worried about is, as Yu Min said, is it true that the further you go in the passage, the fewer the number of Han-tailed Scorpions becomes? As soon as my head appeared, I felt something crawling on my head. Without thinking, I reached out and slapped the thing away. Fortunately, the cold-tailed sword scorpion didn't react the moment he emerged from the ground. After being shot away, it rushed towards him with its tail barb dancing. "Haha, what that little girl Yumin said is indeed true. The further in, the fewer the scorpions are!" Wan Qingping's mung beans eyes lit up and he laughed out loud on the spot. He saw that the passage was not only getting wider and wider, it was also wide enough. The man walked upright, and there were only seven or eight cold-tailed sword scorpions at a distance of about ten feet, which was not as dense as when they first got into the trachoma. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? does and do is a wave of attacks? "Puff~puff~" I heard several muffled sounds, and the several cold-tailed sword scorpions that attacked were instantly nailed to the ground. Occasionally, one or two fish slipped through the net, and were slightly blocked by the animal skin, and then they were scuttled again. Killed by the Qing Ming Needle. Within three to five breaths, the passage two feet away was completely cleared. Wan Qingping did not waste any time and continued walking towards the passage. At this time, the old woman relied on her advanced cultivation and sharp fire skills to clear more than half a mile of the passage. However, there was no joy on her face at all. Instead, her brows became more and more furrowed as she went in, because the little bastard's body was still missing. Show up. I released my spiritual consciousness, but there was nothing within fifty feet in front of me. I wanted to use my spiritual consciousness to continue searching forward, but there was a curve in front of me, which blocked my spiritual consciousness. I don¡¯t know what came to mind, but the old woman dodged and walked towards the exit instead of continuing inside. "The little bastard didn't return to the ground, so where did he go?" Suspended in the air, the old woman's consciousness was no longer hindered. Unfortunately, no trace of Wan Qingping was found even when her consciousness was extended to the end. After pondering for a while, the old woman's eyes lit up, and then she made a strange move. She searched carefully along the route the two followed, as if she was looking for something. After a short while, the old woman's face became a little ugly: "Without the blood, there is no way to search the sky and the earth. What should I do?" What she didn't know was that although the thin thread magic weapon hurt Wan Qingping, it was killed by the beast. Once the leather magic weapon was blocked, the wound caused was too small and the bleeding was quite limited. The clothes completely absorbed the limited blood and did not drip to the ground at all. "I don't believe that I can't find you even if I turn the trachoma upside down!" The old woman had a gloomy look on her face. She stamped her feet and decided to return to the trachoma again. However, this delay gave Wan Qingping a greater chance of escape. Chance. "Little waste, you dare to be picky about food. When I come back alive, I will blow you into a toad!" Wan Qingping cursed Shitdan again. He just forced the little guy to attack the Hantail Scorpion, but he didn't expect that there was something in the little guy's recipe There is no such thing as a scorpion. I tried my best to kill a cold-tailed sword scorpion with a similar cultivation level, but it was stung hard by the scorpion's barb, and its tongue was swollen. Can put the little guy back into the sleeve again. Under normal circumstances, he would not unleash his dungeons against the enemy, but as time goes by,?However, I feel that the wound hit by the thin thread is getting more and more numb and painful. Even the speed of pinching the magic formula is greatly affected, and the speed of clearing the channel is naturally greatly reduced. Only then can I use any tricks. Unexpectedly After less than half an hour, Wan Qingping's frown finally relaxed, because at this time, after walking several feet in the passage, there was not a single cold-tailed sword scorpion. Even if one occasionally jumped out, it could only reach the second level. The level of monster beasts, some are even level one, this While thinking about this, suddenly, I noticed a thin but powerful monster energy appeared in front of me, and then I thought of the occasional first and second level monsters. Scorpion, couldn't help but have some guesses in his mind. At this time, the passage was getting wider and wider, and it was enough for flying. The light escaped from under my feet, and I flew forward. An irregular circular hall. Most of the area of ??the hall is occupied by a pool of clear water. Bubbles are bubbling upwards in the clear water. It is crystal clear, but at the bottom, there is a vague red light flickering. "Could this be the treasure Zhanmuer moved to guard the Hantail Sword Scorpion?" Wan Qingping thought greedily as he looked at the bottom of the pool. But greed is greed, and he has no intention of getting the treasure at this time, because there are several cold-tailed sword scorpions in the hall that are roaring at him. These ones are not like the previous ones who are only level three monsters. The largest one is the size of a basket, and the aura exuding from it is also at the mid-level fourth level. Although it is locked by a thin chain five to six feet long, if you want to retrieve the treasure from the bottom of the pool at such a distance, you will definitely encounter difficulties. to its attack. The other ones are slightly smaller, and although their aura is not at the level of level four, it is at the peak of level three. They are lying on the largest female scorpion, as if they are mating and seeking pleasure, and there are several pink ones around them. The little scorpion is about the size of a copper coin. You can tell at a glance that it is just born. "There is no time to lose, so I will give the things to the old witch first, but sooner or later she will have to spit it out!" Wan Qingping rolled his mung bean eyes, bit the animal skin in front of him, and continued to rush forward.