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"Plunder, devour, destroy..."

Chu Mu's expression did not fluctuate much, but he looked thoughtful despite his serious injury.

A moment of glimpse, a glimpse of horror that lasted for nearly ten thousand years, undoubtedly revealed many clues.

Endless blood, resentful ghosts and monsters evolved from lust, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a world of bones...

Everything and everything showed that the existence of sand-tailed scorpions was equivalent to destruction.

Plunder and devour everything that can be plundered and devoured, turning it into the reproduction and inheritance of the sand-tailed scorpion clan and the nutrients for the growth of the sand-tailed scorpion mother.

Wherever it goes, no grass grows, and all life outside the sand-tailed scorpion is gone.

It seems that from this point, it is not difficult to see that after a long period of time, the cultivation world's view of the existence of sand-tailed scorpions is probably quite one-sided.

According to all the records he had learned about sand-tailed scorpions before, without exception, they all regarded sand-tailed scorpions as terrifying creatures that like to linger in the desert.

There is even a very distinctive name, the Sand-tailed Scorpion.

But from the various clues so far, the Sand-tailed Scorpion does not seem to like the desert environment.

Rather...

When all the life forces other than the Sand-tailed Scorpion are plundered and devoured, the dead and desolate desert will inevitably be the final destination.

And from the Sand-tailed Scorpion's instinct to evolve against the methods of the immortal cultivators, the Sand-tailed Scorpion is obviously not limited to the fire attribute.

Rather, the final destination of the desert makes the sand-tailed scorpion instinctively adapt to the desert and evolve instinctively for the desert environment, which is why the sand-tailed scorpion likes the desert environment and is all of fire attribute... illusion...

In other words, in a different environment, it may be a water-tailed scorpion, a gold-tailed scorpion, a wood-tailed scorpion...

Based on the instinct of the sand-tailed scorpion to evolve at any time, it is possible that it does not necessarily have to be a scorpion...

In a different environment, the mother of the sand-tailed scorpion does not necessarily have to be a mother of the sand-tailed scorpion, but can also be the queen of the Zerg, or a completely new race of monsters...

Based on the almost terrifying characteristics of the sand-tailed scorpion, it seems that all of this is possible...

If it is only regarded as a sand-tailed scorpion, as a scorpion monster that lives in groups in the desert, it is probably the most terrifying and fatal mistake.

Even, whether this sand-tailed scorpion is called a sand-tailed scorpion in the upper realm is probably an uncertain thing!

Moreover, this desert sea world is obviously a place of cage suppression, and the terror of the "sand-tailed scorpion" group is probably suppressed to the lowest point.

Otherwise, it would not be as horrible as the destruction of the world of immortal cultivation in ancient times.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Chu Mu's blade flowed, one after another. Each time he slashed, he would inevitably leave a hideous crack of tens or hundreds of feet in this sea of ​​sand, and with each slash, countless sand-tailed scorpions would fall.

The "scorpion egg" on the wrist was growing rapidly under such slaughter, which could almost be clearly felt.

The scorpion-shaped pattern that turned into a dazzling scarlet was also solidified almost visible to the naked eye.

Under this Pure Soul Mountain, Chu Mu did not even need to move a step. With each slash, he wiped out large tracts of sand-tailed scorpions, but at the same time, the seemingly endless scorpion group would immediately fill the gap and surge forward one after another.

With the Pure Soul Mountain in front of him, Chu Mu obviously had fewer concerns. His mighty power burst out as the blade fell, and he didn't even hold back.

In just less than a quarter of an hour, with Chu Mu as the center, the area of ​​hundreds of feet was already a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Countless broken limbs and arms were scattered on the ground. Under the blood-stained yellow sand, the scarlet between the yellow sand was as dazzling as the scarlet on Chu Mu's wrist.

As time went by, the number of trialists gathered from all directions under the Pure Soul Mountain became more and more visible to the naked eye.

Without exception, they were all Jindan realm cultivators, and... monsters!

The white stone tablet that was like a sword soaring into the sky naturally could not be hidden from the perception of the trialists. On the white stone tablet, one name after another was left.

Obviously, most of the trialists who could reach this place basically relied on their own means to kill their way here, and there were also many who had mature "scorpion eggs".

After leaving his name on the stone tablet, the "scorpion eggs" matured directly. He held a jade talisman in his palm and took a step forward, just like the strong man at the beginning, and stepped into this... Pure Soul Mountain.

Obviously, not every trialist would dig deep into this desert sea world like Chu Mu, but there were also many who simply regarded this desert sea world as a trial place.

And the other trialists, after realizing the existence of the stone tablet, were all like Chu Mu, surrounding this Pure Soul Mountain, each looking for an uninhabited place, showing their magical powers, slaughtering the endless sand-tailed scorpions, and nurturing the puzzling... "scorpion seed"!

They did not interfere with each other, only the sound transmission fluctuations that emerged from time to time seemed to prove the connection between some of the trialists.

Chu Mu also obviously restrained a lot, and the flow of the blade did not show any abnormality, and once again returned to the ordinary of returning to nature.

As his eyes moved, the surrounding trialists who were showing their magical powers came into view one after another.

In just a few hours, there were nearly a hundred trialists gathered here.

Without exception, they were all in the Jindan realm, or in other words... the third level of cultivation.

There are not only monks but also monsters here.

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 voice transmission order, there were hundreds of golden elixir realm voice transmission imprints.

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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