Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Text Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty-Four: Guard the Barbarism

Li Yao kicked the boy away, and rolled away himself.

The venom splashed onto the ground, making a "chi chi" sound, and the solid rock was corroded with shocking holes.

The emperor sand scorpion was in so much pain that it slapped its tail wildly and rolled all over the ground, but it couldn't pull out the hollow leg bone on its back.

The poisonous glands were like its heart, and the venom was its life essence. It gushed out for a full three minutes, then the momentum gradually weakened, and the Emperor Sand Scorpion collapsed powerlessly, utterly dead.

Li Yao jumped up and pulled out half of the femur bone that was contaminated with poison. This is a good material for refining weapons and should not be wasted.

The boy sat down on the ground, panting for three minutes in shock, before slowly breaking free from the shock of dying.

The eyes staring at Li Yao were full of gratitude and admiration, but also a little confused. He didn't understand why Li Yao only used half a bone blade to finish off this big guy.

Li Yao sniffled, a dozen sets of intelligence-gathering plans flashed through his mind, and he jumped down from behind the Emperor Sand Scorpion.

The person was still in mid-air, and suddenly the alarm bell rang in his head, "Boom", and in the sand below, a slightly smaller, light red emperor sand scorpion unexpectedly sprang out!

Li Yao's pupils suddenly shrank!

Damn it, it turned out to be a male and a female, two emperor sand scorpions walking together!

The emperor sand scorpion is a solitary monster, unless it mates, it will never hunt in groups.

But I was unlucky to meet two emperor sand scorpions who were in the mating period!

Although female scorpions are smaller in size. But faster and with deadlier venom!

"Is there a mistake!"

"Did I use up all my luck in the fierce battle in the starry sky? Why does this happen all the time recently!"

Seeing the Emperor Sand Scorpion's bright and large pincers sweeping towards his waist. It was too late to change direction temporarily, so Li Yao could only roar angrily, brandishing the half-cut bone blade, and rushed over at high speed!

...

"Uncle, hold on, don't die!"

Li Yao was in a trance, feeling that he was a small boat in the stormy sea.

Or the hull shattered. The kind that floods the cabin.

What had happened in the past few hours turned into mottled fragments. In a pair of broken scenes, he was soaked in blood, and with a "tiger kick", he broke half of the emperor's sand scorpion's iron pincers, and then gritted his teeth to withstand its stinger attack. Piercing the iron pliers into the crevice of its carapace ended up killing the bug.

I can't remember exactly what happened after that, he seemed to be dragged all the way to a cave by this mad bear tribe boy named Wuma Yan.

Wuma Yan also collected a large number of plants, rubbed out the juice and applied it on his wound, and took out some fragrant medicine and poured it into his mouth.

The wound was still burning, red and swollen, and raised high. As if being crawled over by a poisonous centipede.

Li Yao wanted to laugh a little, he was able to handle the Jindan strong even when the wind and rain were heavy. Controlled most of the situation.

Faced with two little bedbugs today, it was such a mess.

"poisoned."

"The poisonous needle at the tail of the emperor sand scorpion contains a nerve agent. If it were an ordinary cultivator, with one injection, he would have to lie down for at least ten and a half months."

"Even if it's me, it will take at least one day to run all the psychic energy to repair it. Only then can the neural network be completely repaired."

"However, I survived at last!"

"What else, just let the horse come over, it is already so unlucky, how unlucky can it be!"

Li Yao thought viciously, his face was full of ferocity.

But Wu Mayan, the mad bear boy, said in surprise and joy: "Uncle, are you awake? Great, you must persevere! I have already sent out firecrackers for help at home, and someone will come to rescue us soon! "

"My adoptive father is the patriarch of the Mad Bear Tribe, Xiong Wuji, the number one warrior in the Six Clans of Iron Plain! My mother is also the best doctor in the Mad Bear Tribe! When I return to Flying Bear City, I will be able to cure you!"

Li Yao was stunned for a moment.

"Kang, the patriarch of the Kuang Bear Tribe, the number one warrior of the Six Clans of Cheoruan?"

"No way!"

"With such a big background, his strength must be ridiculously strong, and he must be much stronger than that Yan Chihuo!"

"Flying Bear City? Could it be that large-scale Qi Refining City with continuous smoke pillars all day long?"

Li Yao's eyes darkened, and he almost fell over.

His original plan was to go around the villages and small towns on the outskirts of the wilderness first, to test how the Qi refiners would react to him.

He wasn't ready to deal with opponents of the "Number One Warrior of the Six Parts of Cheorwon" as soon as he got started!

First Warrior! The strength is not as high as one hundred in the Qi refining period, but at least eighty, right? If he sees a flaw, he will be shocked to death before he even sneezes!

But the scorpion poison in his body has not been removed, his hands and feet are limp and he has no strength at all, and he can't even run away.

Li Yao scolded the mad bear boy Wu Mayan in his heart, you said you just stayed in Flying Bear City, why didn't you come out in the middle of the night to kill some monsters?

Now, there is nothing he can do, he can only force himself into a deep sleep state, mobilize the prehistoric force deep in every cell, and repair the damaged neural network as soon as possible.

After that, he woke up intermittently and several times.

The first time, I was awakened by a series of thunderous roars.

That posture, as if ten thousand steel behemoths gathered on the wasteland for a concert.

The young Wu Mayan danced and shouted loudly: "Papa Bear! Papa Bear! We are here!"

Li Yao felt that there was a group of extremely strong aura, which squeezed into the cave abruptly.

The scale of this cave is not small, but this "Papa Bear" seems to be an indomitable giant, and he is still seven or eight meters away, which brings a strong sense of oppression to Li Yao.

Li Yao was terrified, he was not ready to confront the "Number One Warrior of the Six Parts of Cheorwon", so he simply forced himself into a deep sleep again, continued to heal his wounds, and at least avoided this "Papa Bear" first!

The second time I woke up, I was awakened by the shock.

At this time, they were already in the wilderness. I am on my way with the morning star.

What Li Yao was riding on was a huge six-legged crawling machine, like a spider magnified billions of times. The six anti-joint long legs are all made of steel, studded with gleaming rivets.

Composing the torso are two huge round cabins, enough to accommodate dozens of people, and more than twenty turrets have been refined on both sides, all of which are heavy true gas cannons with a diameter of more than half a meter.

Twenty big men with shiny muscles. Stand on both sides of the cabin, in front of everyone. Both poke a hollow iron pipe full of holes.

There are also two slightly recessed handprints on both sides of the iron pipe, which can be placed by their hands.

The iron pipe extends all the way to the power room behind the steel spider.

These burly men, like the crew of a dragon boat, were under the bursting beating of a drummer at the front. Very regularly issued "Ho! Ha!" sound.

With the cry, the true energy in his body surged, shot out along the palm of his hand, and blasted into the hollow iron pipe!

These burly men actually possess at least the strength of the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage!

The true qi erupted by the twenty qi refiners was sent to the rear power room through the hollow iron pipe, and then sent to the six anti-joint limbs after a series of complicated distribution and amplification. Driving the steel spider forward, the speed is no slower than the true qi chariot.

Occasionally, it can also use the jet principle to leap high. Over a distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, all ditches, hills, and hills are all jumped over.

This kind of zhenqi machine is completely different from the current crystal brain and crystal stone system popular in the cultivation world, and it is full of rough and barbaric feeling. But there is another strong and unreasonable violent beauty.

Think back ten thousand years ago. At the end of the Great Dark Age, when human beings just unearthed the ruins of the ancient world, they were the first to refine such zhenqi war beasts, and wielded swords accelerated by zhenqi to compete with monsters and make human civilization rise again!

Originally, I thought that only in the museum can I see the Zhenqi machine, but I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to lie on it.

For a magic weapon fan, this is also a surprise.

It's just that, although the steel spider's speed is fast, it doesn't have the slightest buffer and deceleration equipment. The suspension can be as rigid as it needs to be. Every bump and vibration is fed back to Li Yao's buttocks. Didn't blow his ass out.

The qi refiners on the steel spider looked like old sailors who were accustomed to strong winds and waves. Under the strong turbulence, they remained motionless, like dozens of thick rivets, deeply nailed to it.

Li Yao felt dizzy, and suddenly heard a faint quarrel coming from the front.

One of the voices was shrill and sharp, like Wuma Yan: "I didn't run out secretly! I went out to hunt monsters! I've reached the eleventh level of Qi refining period! I'm not a child, let alone from the stars You bastard! I want to prove to everyone that I am an out-and-out iron warrior! I want to participate in the battle of Heavenly Tribulation! I want to fight against Heavenly Tribulation with Papa Bear!"

Then, there was another deep, hoarse voice, like a giant bear roaring: "You are not a child, but you have caused serious injuries to others!"

Wu Mayan was speechless for a moment, and after a long silence, he said with some guilt: "Papa Xiong, is this uncle okay? He's so powerful, he's only at the 13th or 4th stage of the Qi refining stage, yet he's unarmed, with only a half-bone stick, Killed two emperor sand scorpions!"

"Papa Bear" said: "He was seriously injured, and he was poisoned by scorpions. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago! But he is very strong, really very strong, and his body is recovering slowly! Look at the criss-crossing old wounds on his body. You know from the scars, it’s not that easy to die!”

Li Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It sounded like the other party hadn't found any flaws, let alone any hostility.

At least, not yet.

He fell into deep sleep again and went all out to heal his wounds.

When they woke up for the third time, they had already arrived under a majestic city.

The whole big city is surrounded by a city wall tens of meters high. The city wall made of bluestones extends into the thick fog. Li Yao can't tell how long the city wall is. A rough estimate is that the length of one side is at least tens of meters. kilometer.

Under the reflection of the rising sun, the city wall glowed like metal, and there was a huge defensive rune array every ten meters, with countless damages and cracks remaining on it. After repeated repairs, it was broken again, as if it had been experienced Numerous tragic siege battles.

Taking a closer look, among the criss-crossing damage, there are still many large crooked characters, as if someone had engraved them with a sword. The diameter of each character is more than one meter, and the handwriting is different. All have been eroded by wind and rain, mottled and mottled, at least engraved hundreds of years ago.

Li Yao glanced at it, and firmly memorized the two lines of big characters with fangs and claws.

The first article reads:

"If you're a man, go up to the 100th level of the Qi refining stage! Build a bird base! Make a Maodan! Congeal a ghost baby!"

The second line is very old, and has been eroded by the years into two faint white marks:

"Even if we can't keep human civilization."

"At least, we can keep human barbarism!" (to be continued)

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