Chapter 931: Save them 1 time

None of the powerful gods can stop the poisonous poison of the fire poisonous scorpion, let alone ordinary saint.
As long as the fire poison scorpion is poisonous, it is almost dead on the spot.
In a short period of time, there have been many sacred martial arts soldiers who died all at the scene.
The Fire Poison Scorpion is also extremely cunning. It does not head-on against the half-step virtual gods of the aboriginal camp, and it attacks all the half-step virtual gods to attack.
Although the number of Aboriginal camps is large, the fire poisonous scorpion is completely helpless. Some of the advanced arrays that were thrown out were stimulated, but the impact of the mini-arrays on the Fire Poison Scorpion was also very limited.
With such a delay, I am afraid that, as Mr. Zhong said, the warriors of these aboriginal camps will suffer extremely heavy losses.
"Damn!"
"Abominable, how could there be a beast of fire and poisonous scorpion here!" The half-step virtual level strong man screamed and attacked the fire and poisonous scorpion vigorously.
"It won't work like this, all of us will die, and we may not kill the fire poisonous scorpion." Said Xiao Qian, a half-step hypothesis in the heavens.
"What can we do? If we can't maintain the full formation, then our injuries and injuries may be even more serious." The only female half-step faltering powerhouse frowned.
"Now ... there is only one way to try it." The other half step was false Shinto.
"What's the way?" Ouyang Lin's face turned blue.
"We went out in half a step, and tried our best to lead away the Fire Poison Scorpion." The half-step Xu Shen stared at the red body of the Fire Poison Scorpion, biting his teeth.
"Take it away?" The other half-step Xushen stared.
"If the fire poison scorpion ignores us? Also, our speed is far worse than the fire poison scorpion. If the fire poison scorpion chases us, how can we get rid of it?" Ouyang Lin asked.
Taking away the fire poisonous scorpion is definitely an extremely dangerous action. He didn't want to die.
"You can only give it a try, otherwise ... the saintly martial arts soldiers on our continent may all be buried here," said the half-step Xushen.
"Otherwise, all of us would walk away at the same time. Although the speed of the Fire Poison Scorpion is fast, it has only one head and cannot chase all the people." The female half-stepd false eyes flashed.
When she said this, everyone else was silent.
Because everyone understands that although the fire poison scorpion is one head, it can really only chase a group of people up to two groups, but the one or two groups that are chased, I am afraid that no one can survive. Whether such a choice can survive or not depends entirely on luck.
"Huh? Look, that's not ..."
At this time, one person made a surprised sound, he saw Jing Yan and others at the far end.
"Yi Xiang?"
"It was the Tianyuan Continental Warrior who had separated from us before. The Jingyan and Mr. Zhong were both here."
"How is this possible, how did they not die? How did they get through the land of flames? They ... there seemed to be no shortage of them, all of them alive."
In the aboriginal camp, a sound of surprise was heard.
They thought that the Tianyuan Continental Warriors separated from them might have all died. Zhong lived first, but it was within their expectations. But all warriors in the Tianyuan continent are alive, which is completely beyond their imagination.
In the final stage of leaving the land of flames, the number of fires of destruction appeared too horrible. Even their big camp had killed dozens of martial arts warriors. Mr. Zhong, how did you rely on Tianyuan mainland warriors to survive?
"Hisse ~"
The fire poison scorpion is still fiercely attacking.
Jing Yan looked at the aboriginal camp with a stern look, and he didn't help.
If before the unpleasant encounter with Ouyang Lin and others, Jing Yan saw that the warriors of the aboriginal camp were killed by the fire poison scorpion, and he would definitely hesitate to deal with the fire poison scorpion. But at this moment, Jing Yan was hesitant.
The behavior of these people in the place of fire made Jing Yan chill, because there is no living half-step virtual level warrior in Tianyuan continent, they use the holy warrior of Tianyuan continent as cannon fodder. This is the most important thing that makes Jing Yan angry. the reason.
"Master Jing Yan, I want to help." Yi Xiang said complexly, and finally couldn't help but say.
Jing Yan looked around to Xiang Xiang.
"Brother Yixiang, have you forgotten what they did to you in the Land of Flames just now?" Jing Yan was somewhat surprised by Yixiang's reaction.
"Of course I won't forget."
"They let our warriors from the Tianyuan continent use cannon fodder to explore the road, how could they easily forget it. But after all, they are all indigenous people, everyone has the same roots. Standing here and watching them killed by the fire poison scorpion, I ... something to do No. "Yi Xiang looked at Jing Yan.
"Brother Yi Xiang, with your strength, even if you help in the past, it will not help. The fire poisonous scorpion is too strong, it is a general half-step false god, and it is difficult to pose a threat to the fire poisonous scorpion." Jing Yan shook his head. .
"I understand. But if our aboriginal people can't unite as one, then we may have been defeated by the protoss in the war between humans and gods." Yi Xiang smiled bitterly, "Master Jing Yan, I didn't mean to ask you to help .If you do n’t do it, no one can say that you are not, and you have no reason to do it. In the place of flames, those people of Ouyang Lin are so rude to you, now they are completely asking for themselves. "
Jing Yan sighed, and he understood Yi Xiang's meaning.
Mr. Zhong was on the side, always smiling and watching.
"Save them this time, I hope they can remember more." Jing Yan still couldn't stand idly by.
If too many Aboriginal holy warriors die, it is not good to maintain the balance between the Aboriginal and the Protoss, maybe the Protoss will start the war again.
"Let's go together," Jing Yan said, and looked at Mr. Zhong again. "Mr. Zhong, this matter has nothing to do with you ~ EbookFREE.me ~ You can wait here or continue to find gems."
"Oh, don't worry about finding the ancestors of the rules, it's okay to be busy." Mr. Zhong waved his hand.
Jing Yan nodded.
The crowd flew towards the Aboriginal camp.
"Do you need us to help?" Jing Yan asked slightly with vigor.
The people of the aboriginal camp, when they saw Mr. Zhong and others coming, they were already looking forward, hoping to get Mr. Zhong's help. However, they did not have much hope for the possibility of such hopes, and Mr. Zhong had no obligation to help them, and Mr. Zhong was not an indigenous people.
When they heard Jing Yan's inquiries, these people were all happy.
"If we can get Mr. Zhong's help, we should always remember this kindness." A half-step false immediately said loudly.
Mr. Zhong has many means and has many treasures on his body. As long as there is a treasure that can limit the speed of the fire poison scorpion, then they are not impossible to kill the fire poison scorpion together. Enable new URL