Suddenly, there was an extremely miserable scream from below, Yang Ling's face twitched a few times, and in his thoughts, Ding Cong's goods were pressed to the ground by the Yuan Scorpion at this time, and the eight hook claws were like several windmills, turning into continuous phantoms and constantly scratching on Ding Cong's battle armor, and in the continuous sound of banging, the sky was full of sand and dust, and Ding Cong was soon buried under the sand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And one of the long tails of the Yuan Scorpion was still pumping wildly on the ground, and the stones around it were smashed to pieces.

Yang Ling felt that countless grass and mud horses were rushing through his heart, and his heart was about to break, this Nima was too miserable, fortunately with the protection of the Yuan Magnetic Battle Armor, otherwise he would have turned into flesh and blood.

However, Yang Ling didn't plan to go up to help, if it was worse, he would be worse than Ding Cong countless times, and he almost hung up several times.

Moreover, without the tempering of these terrible experiences, people will not grow, brothers have to help each other, but definitely not for no reason to help, some things, in the end, you have to rely on yourself.

"I'm too busy, you can deal with it yourself!" Yang Ling agreed lightly.

Ding Cong, who was pressed by the Yuan Scorpion and buried in the soil, was about to collapse, crying and shouting, "**** second, didn't you say that this kind of scorpion is very scummy?"

"Yes!" Yang Ling was dealing with the five scorpions, and he also took the time to jump out and take a rest.

"Then why can't Lao Tzu cut it?" Ding Cong roared.

"Did you use a flying sword?" Yang Ling asked lightly.

Belch~!

Ding Cong was stunned for a moment and seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and under the crazy attack of the Yuan Scorpion, he took out a wooden sword about a foot long from the ring, and then desperately injected all the vitality in the dantian into the wooden sword.

"Die~!"

Ding Cong suddenly roared, and the wooden sword in his hand stabbed at the abdomen of the Yuan Scorpion, and a bright red light burst out from the wooden sword, and then a red transparent light blade flew out from the blade and hit the belly of the Yuan Scorpion that was close at hand.

The belly of almost all living creatures is the weakest part of the whole body, even the Yuan Scorpion covered with carapace, this is also the weakest place of protection.

"Poof~"

The red blade exceeded Ding Cong's expectations, directly breaking through the gray carapace and penetrating it, and the wooden sword that followed behind pierced into it without any suspense, and even the hand with Ding Cong was inserted into the abdomen of the Yuan Scorpion.

The Yuan Scorpion, which was originally pressing Ding Cong's planing, suddenly trembled, a red light flickered at its back and then disappeared, the armor wings on its back suddenly spread out, and several hook claws fell down weakly after a few violent pulls around it.

Yang Ling smiled slightly, as the saying goes, rabbits bite when they are in a hurry, let alone people, to say that Ding Cong's current strength ratio will be smaller than that of ordinary Yuan Scorpions, the most important thing is fear.

And the magic weapon will generally be magnified a lot when it is desperate, because the magic weapon is different from the standard weapon, the size of the power and the user's ability and mentality have a lot to do with it, the yuan magnetic knife is like a pistol, the attack power is fixed, if the design effective attack distance is thirty meters, then anyone can only cause damage at this distance, and it is not good to exceed this distance, of course, except for the gun fighting skills of the American special forces that Gong Quansheng said, that is considered cheating.

And magic weapons are like bows and arrows, with different strengths, different shooting distances, different powers, and different damages.

Although the wooden sword is a first-order magic weapon, Yang Ling can split the carapace of the elite Yuan Scorpion, and although Ding Cong is weak and scum, he may not be able to break the carapace of the Yuan Scorpion if he works hard.

Thinking that the first time he faced the Yuan Scorpion, Yang Ling had trampled on it with his feet, and the Yuan Scorpion of the Yuan Realm was indeed the weakest scum.

"Haha, haha, Lao Tzu killed it!"

Under the belly of the Yuan Scorpion, there was the laughter of Ding Cong's ghost crying wolf, and after a while, the Yuan Scorpion was lifted, and Ding Cong crawled out of the sand with a wooden sword in his hand covered in blood.

Looking at Ding Cong's staggering appearance, Yang Ling knew that this product was already at the end of the crossbow, not only was his vitality exhausted, but he was also frightened, so he decided to quickly solve this group of Yuan Scorpions.

Originally, the purpose of coming here today was to let Ding Cong see and experience the battle with the Yuan Scorpion, but now the purpose has been achieved.

A fierce aura of divine soul emanated from Yang Ling's body, and a radius of hundreds of meters was like a lake of ice water suddenly poured down from the sky, and all the Yuan Scorpions, including Ding Cong, felt like their bodies were falling into an ice cellar, not only their bodies, but even their souls were almost frozen.

"Death~"

Yang Ling snorted lightly, and the small arrow condensed by the power of the five divine souls pierced into the minds of the five Yuan Scorpions in the blink of an eye.

This is a simple method of using the power of the divine soul in the magic of the gods, called the divine archery, which uses the power of the divine soul as an arrow and the divine element as the force to instantly break the opponent's divine soul.

However, this kind of spell is too simple, and it can generally only deal with opponents whose soul strength is much lower than their own, and once they reach the spirit realm, the spirit has the protection of the spirit armor, and the probability of success is basically very low.

The physical defense of the Yuan Scorpion's carapace is very strong, and there is even a fluctuation of Yuan Qi on the surface, and it also has a great ability to resist simple Yuan Energy attacks, but it has no resistance to the power of the Divine Soul.

The divine arrow didn't enter, and the five Yuan Scorpions didn't have time to snort, and their eyes lost their brilliance and fell from the sky, crackling and smashing on the ground, several clouds of sand and dust burst up, and silence returned to the surroundings.

"Lying ~ Groove ~"

Ding Cong, who was originally proud, opened his mouth wide all of a sudden, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

Yang Ling put all the Yuan Scorpions into the ring with a wave of his hand, and then said with a smile: "Let's go, you have a good start today, go back and talk about it!"

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Yang Ling stayed in the Demon Capital for another two days, mainly to guide Ding Cong's cultivation and teach some manipulation magic weapons, Yuan Qi control, and simple divine spells.

"Let's go! Let's kill the Yuan Scorpion again today!" Yang Ling looked at Ding Cong and seemed to be very proficient in the control of the flying sword, so he warmly invited him to go to the mine star again.

Ding Cong shuddered for a moment and quickly put the flying sword into the ring, pretending not to hear it.

Yang Ling looked at the toilet door that closed with a bang, and shook his head with black lines, this thing is estimated to be scared enough the day before yesterday, and the stimulation was a bit big, but thinking about Ding Cong's state, it is indeed too weak, so he said hello outside and left.

On the outskirts of the imperial capital, a villa hidden among the green trees.

Zhao Qianqian, who was wearing a casual home, was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and Zhao Fanlong was sitting opposite him with a straight posture.

"Grandpa, that's the way it is. Zhao Fanlong's face tightened.

Zhao Qianqian's expression did not change, he gently knocked on the armrest of the mahogany sofa with his hand, and pondered for a long time before he said with emotion: "These things are all related to Yang Ling, Xiaolong, do you realize the meaning?" (To be continued.) )