Longevity starts with learning

Several days have passed, and the yellow sand is still flying all over the sky, and the scorching sun is still hanging high as if it has never set.

In terms of external time, several days have passed, but in this desert sea full of yellow sand, this almost scorching sun has not changed at all, and even the normal sunrise and sunset phenomenon has not appeared.

It is as if there is no night in this desert sea that made Chu Mu's back cold.

The scorching sun is scorching, and the sunlight is hard to describe as scorching. It is almost burning. Even with Chu Mu's body that has long transcended the world, he can't help but feel a little bit of burning.

But all this heat can't suppress the chill in Chu Mu's heart.

If it is said that in the Demon-Suppressing Islands, facing the surging beast tides again and again, although it is dangerous, at least there is still a reliable way out, and the Chen family behind it is also a good support.

And here, in these days equivalent to the outside world, the beast tide faced in the Demon-Suppressing Islands and even the pursuit outside the Bazhou City seemed insignificant.

In a few days, Chu Mu has almost realized how terrifying the ancient catastrophe caused by the sand-tailed scorpion recorded in the classics was!

How difficult is this "insect"-like monster tribe!

Similar to the beast tide, but completely different from the disorderly barbarity of the beast tide, the well-trained army may find it difficult to describe this sand-tailed scorpion tribe.

After all, no matter how well-trained the army is, it is just a whole composed of individual individuals.

And in this sand-tailed scorpion tribe, every sand-tailed scorpion is connected to the sand-tailed scorpion mother, as if they have their own arms.

It's like every sand-tailed scorpion is the incarnation of the sand-tailed scorpion mother.

It seems to be an endless number of individuals, but in fact, it exists as a whole!

And this is just the most common point of the sand-tailed scorpion.

What's more terrifying is that in just a few days, because of his existence, these sand-tailed scorpions seem to have evolved against Chu Mu.

In response to his sharp sword intent, the sand-tailed scorpions' sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have evolved into a barrier, although it still didn't mean much to him.

But there is no doubt that even if he killed a sand-tailed scorpion, it only consumed a negligible amount of his energy.

But when the endless sand-tailed scorpions are accumulated, the extra consumption must be an unimaginable huge amount.

In response to his Great Sun True Fire, these sand-tailed scorpions have also evolved. After absorbing the residual true fire from the battle, the sand-yellow bodies have clearly seen strands of red crystals.

Under this almost weird red crystal, the resistance of each sand-tailed scorpion to fire has obviously improved.

And this improvement seems to be changing continuously as the fight continues.

In order to prevent him from escaping through space, the compass showed that there were more than ten space sand-tailed scorpions in a radius of several thousand meters.

None of them participated in the fight, and they were all under the protection of the sand-tailed scorpions. They stood on all sides, like generals, and looked at Chu Mu who was being killed indifferently.

Their existence, even if they had never really stepped into the battlefield, was obviously a deterrent to Chu Mu, a deterrent that cut off his retreat!

With Chu Mu's shallow understanding of space, there was no confidence that he could avoid the interference of space and escape from this encirclement.

All he could do was to kill his way out.

Just like the past few days, endless... killing!

At this time, if you look down at this nearly boundless desert sea from the sky, you can definitely see clearly the bloody road stretching in the desert sea.

For several days, the remaining red fire has not dissipated, and the sharp crisscrossing knife marks are still there, almost hideously engraved on this desert sea.

From south to north, across thousands of miles, the red stretches, the blood interweaves, and the residual milk of the sand-tailed scorpion is piled up in countless numbers.

And at the end of this bloody road, the scorching red is almost dazzling under the blood infection. Under the knife light, the long hair is flying, the blood-stained green shirt is torn and mottled, and the three-foot blade has drunk an unknown amount of blood.

The ancient tower hangs high, and the nine dragons sit cross-legged, just like a meat grinder, wantonly devouring and destroying the lives of the surrounding sand-tailed scorpions.

The wolf howls and roars, and the wolf body, like a metal cast, is also covered with hideous blood marks at this moment, light gold and blood red interweave, and every claw falls, several sand-tailed scorpions are annihilated, and it is flesh and blood that are almost bursting.

It seems like a wanton slaughter, but if you look around, just like this rolling sand sea, the surging sand-tailed scorpion tribe, like the tide, has not changed at all.

Still surging, and still... endless...

The three-foot blade was swung down again and again, annihilating countless sand-tailed scorpions again and again.

But no matter how much blood the three-foot blade was stained with, the surging sand-tailed scorpions did not decrease at all, as if they were endless, as if his fate had been determined since he stepped into this desert sea.

The red scorching was gradually weakening. Under this endless consumption, Chu Mu had to try every possible way to save as much mana and energy as possible.

Like the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Tower and the Great Sun True Fire, even if the power is strong, even if it can be like a meat grinder, wantonly devouring the lives of sand-tailed scorpions.

But there is no doubt that its consumption of mana is also extremely terrifying.

Even though he had a lot of pills to restore his magic power, and his own energy and spirit were extremely strong, but no matter how strong his magic power was, it obviously could not withstand endless consumption.

Not long after, the red glow surrounding Chu Mu was completely extinguished. The towering ancient tower, with the fire dragon circling around it, also shrank rapidly and returned to Chu Mu's Dantian, falling into silence.

The green shirt was stained with blood, and the blade was three feet long.

There was no blessing of mana, nor the strange phenomenon of sword energy. There was only one person and one sword, pure flesh power, and the pure and sharp blade.

Just like in the secular world back then... stab, stab, intercept, block, collapse, and cut...

Each extremely simple, yet natural basic sword technique, under the blessing of the flesh power, fell one sword after another.

At this moment, without the grinding wheel-like killing of the Nine Dragons Prison Tower, the sand-tailed scorpions coming from all directions like a tide have almost completely submerged Chu Mu and Wangcai.

At this moment, looking down from the sky, endless sand-tailed scorpions surged in. In this bloody land, the broken limbs and arms had even piled up into rolling hillsides.

In it, it was even difficult to see where Chu Mu was. Only the faint cold and bright light still proved that Chu Mu was alive...

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