Chapter 1577: The Resurrected Mural (Part 1)

"Forget it! Guan Yu, we can't be too greedy and take away all the hot sand from here!"

Jiang Mo ordered, and casually looked at the murals on the surrounding walls.

"Lord! What is this?" Bai Qi looked at the mural and asked with some doubts.

Jiang Mo said: "Murals, huh! You don't usually care about these things. Although they are simple, they often record things that we don't know. Look, the scorpions on them are vivid and lifelike. They are really ingenious!"

Bai Qi took a few steps forward, looked at the mural on the wall, and turned his head and said, "Is this from a painting? It's incredible that it can be painted so realistically!"

"Yeah! Hiss...! Maybe, not?" Jiang Mo walked in and looked carefully, and found that the scorpions painted on the walls were vivid and had a 3D effect.

It was as if carved, but Jiang Mo felt that it was not carved at all, but as if the scorpion had been shrunk down and pasted on the wall!

Jiang Mo didn't know what to say about that feeling, but Jiang Mo was sure, that feeling was like a little scorpion embedded directly on the wall.

"These little things really seem to be alive!" Zhao Yun also walked over, stretched out his hand, and stroked the wall!

"Hehe...! It's a pity, even if they were alive, they are dead now. They must have been sealed here for 400,000 years!" Bai Qi patted Zhao Yun's shoulder, turned and left.

"Hmm! Really!" Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to touch the scorpion's pincers on the wall, and fiddled twice: "Hehe...!"

"Ka...!" A crisp sound came out suddenly, and everyone in the hall couldn't help looking in Zhao Yun's direction. Just as Zhao Yun was playing with the mural on the wall, a huge pliers suddenly stretched out.

"What……?"

"Ka Ka Ka...!" The giant scorpion pincers suddenly grabbed Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun took four or five steps back, and with a wave of his hand, the silver-winged gentian spear suddenly thrust forward.

"Crash...!" With a crackling sound, the scorpion claw was smashed to pieces by Zhao Yun's gentian gun!

A burst of golden light shone, and the walls all over the room suddenly lit up.

"Not good! The scorpions attacking the wall, don't let them come down!" Jiang Mo shouted loudly, and slashed at the wall in front of him with the Wraith Blade in his hand.

"Quack quack quack...!" Groups of scorpions suddenly jumped down the wall, and their bodies became hundreds of times as large in an instant, ranging from thirty to forty meters, forty to fifty meters, each of them was a giant desert battle scorpion, With bloodshot eyes staring at everyone in the room!

"Is it an illusion?" Bai Qi asked Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo shook his head: "No! Bai Qi, this is not an illusion! Kill! Get rid of them! Before their divine power recovers! Quick!"

"kill……!!!"

Bai Qi let out a roar, and under his leadership, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward one after another, and the spacious hall instantly became crowded.

Jiang Mo took a fierce step forward, and waves of divine power continuously emerged from the Wraith Blade.

"Clatter...crash...!"

The giant battle scorpion in front of him was split into pieces by Jiang Mo's Wraith Blade, and the huge scorpion pincers were completely vulnerable, but as Jiang Mo said before, these guys have just broken the seal, if they absorb enough divine power , the consequences are unimaginable!

"Boom...!" In the hall, a row of huge spikes rose from the ground.

More than a hundred soldiers suddenly flew up in the air, and the ground thorns directly penetrated their bodies.

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth: "Damn, recovering so quickly?"