Chapter 339

Although Wang Dali is enthusiastic, he will not act recklessly.

Scorpion King's power is still too great, especially when he just woke up from petrification. His power is more than Wang Dali and Jiang Ying.

"Go and avoid first!"

Wang energetically grabbed beauty Jiang and immediately made a strategic transfer.

According to the eyes of true knowledge, Wang Dali knows that the power of Scorpion King cannot last long. He must cultivate and live for a period of time before he can recover. Otherwise, he will only weaken quickly until he dies.

This is the disadvantage of avoiding the erosion of time and entering the seal. Nothing is perfect.

Wang Dali has only one countermeasure, grinding!

Fight a guerrilla war with the Scorpion King and wear off its strength. The longer the guerrilla time, the better it will be for yourself.

"No, I'll kill him!"

Beauty Jiang shouted, but she was still pulled out of the pagoda by Wang Dali.

Outside the pagoda, the moonlight was thick, and a cool wind blew. The whole ancient city was bleak and desolate.

The Scorpion King rushed out of the golden pagoda channel and saw that the city-state was dilapidated and empty. He looked up to the sky and roared angrily with a sad voice.

An invisible breath poured out of the Scorpion King. Countless poisonous scorpions trembled and trembled in fear inside and outside the city, crawling on the ground and motionless.

After the Scorpion King roared, all the poisonous scorpions were afraid to drill into the yellow sand and hide. No poisonous scorpion dared to stay on the ground.

This scene is completely a mouse seeing a cat, an absolute natural enemy.

Wang Dali and Jiang Ying were stunned. Unexpectedly, the Scorpion King scared the scorpions all over the city by his breath.

", it's terrible -"

"It's too cruel -"

"Brother Dali and sister Jiang are in danger -"

"It's good to knock hard. The other party is alone. Can't the group fight kill it?"

"With my brain, I'm the king of the desert. I don't know how long old monster has lived -"

"Cut, it's not petrification to survive. Is that alive -"

"This is an alien. If I catch it, I will definitely slice it and study it -"

Wang Dali doesn't panic but likes it, because the scorpion king doesn't seem to have the ability to command thousands of poisonous scorpions. If he lets thousands of poisonous scorpions attack him, it's really troublesome.

Wang Dali and Jiang Ying confront the Scorpion King.

"Your empire, your people, the people you love, everything you have, are gone. What are you still doing alive? It's better to die."

Wang vigorously raised his voice, full of bleak.

Roar!

The scorpion king suddenly held his head and knocked wildly. Countless memories echoed in his mind. Then look at the devastated city-state, and an endless sadness swept through his heart.

Ah, why

The Scorpion King roared up to the sky, bent his legs, knelt under the golden pagoda, and his eyes were empty.

Wang Dali clearly saw that the brain waves of the Scorpion King were suddenly very chaotic and low MI, and a breath of despair emanated from the Scorpion King.

"I wipe it, it really works!"

Wang Dali was overjoyed. It seems that the Scorpion King has been sealed by petrochemical for too long, his spirit has a problem, and his heart has a huge flaw. At first, he was stimulated by the words of the dilapidated city of Omola and Wang Dali, and the whole person became nervous.

"Good chance!"

Jiang Ying grabbed the sun god spear in Wang Dali's hand and threw it at the lost Scorpion King.

Pooh!

Spear pierces the Scorpion King's chest!

"I wiped it, and it hit the monster hard?" Wang Dali couldn't believe it. Well, the opportunity was really good.

The Scorpion King seemed to be woken up. He trembled all over, looked down at his spear, and his eyes recovered his mind. His cold killing intention and anger changed his breath.

"Damn it, damn it, you, damn it all -"

The scorpion king suddenly pulled out his spear, roared with pain, and gurgling blood gushed out of the terrible wound, but in the twinkling of an eye, the wound began to shrink. Although it was far from healing, it must not die.

"Kill!"

The Scorpion King hurls the spear at her. Hum, the spear passes through beauty Jiang's cheek and pierces a stone building.

"Break through the siege outside the city. I have a way to kill it!"

Wang vigorously pulled out his spear and took beauty Jiang out of the city. Behind him, the Scorpion King roared and followed closely.

The Scorpion King is very angry. He can't let go of Wang Dali and the woman who is conscious after the scorpion!

Outside the city, countless dead sand insects appeared in the Gobi desert. Wang Dali was overjoyed and ran to the place where the sand insects gathered.

The Scorpion King is catching up.

"Quickly restrain all the breath!" Wang Dali scolded Jiang Ying. Soon, the breath became weaker, and even the life magnetic field became weaker for several levels.

Dead sand insects look for prey by detecting the life magnetic field, heat induction, smell and vision.

Wang Dali and Jiang Ying's target becomes smaller in the perception of the dead Sandworm, while the Scorpion King is always like a campfire in the night, and the target is very obvious.

Boom!

Wang vigorously waved the sun god spear, violently shocked dozens of dead sand insects intercepting him with an electric shock, stunned, and then rushed through a group of dead sand insects smoothly.

Behind him, the Scorpion King rushed up in a rage and hit the dead Sandworm recovering from dizziness.

So a fierce resistance battle began.

In the yellow sand, the blood is everywhere.

In the moonlight, the Scorpion King fought with more and more dead sand insects. The desert Gobi in front of Omola became a slaughtering place for the Scorpion King to vent his anger!

All the dead sand insects within tens of miles had already been crazy and rushed towards the roaring Scorpion King. The sand insects went one after another and were both crazy.

Wang vigorously pulled Jiang Ying and lay on the nearby sand dunes, looking at the Scorpion King and the dead sand insects, which were shocked.

"Dear audience!"

Wang Dali breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that the plot had succeeded and said with a smile: "that fool, he has been petrified for a long time. His head has become rigid. He is really a fierce monster. Hey, he is dead with his IQ!"