Then, I saw Wang Lingguan activate a magic circle, and a large number of mechanical puppets were released. At first glance, they were dense, probably hundreds of them.

Each of these mechanical puppets was only one foot high, like spiders, landing on the desert like flat ground, quickly surrounding the corpses of the northern desert bears...

Demon pills were collected one by one, and then transported back to the flying boat. Under the command of the magic weapon true spirit, these demon pills were stored in different categories, which was a complete set of assembly line operations.

Finally, hundreds of demon pills of the Northern Desert Bears were sent back to the flying boat. Only then did Wang Lingguan take back all the mechanical puppets, close the flying boat cabin door, and fly towards the center of the Death Sand Sea again...

In the following days, Wang Lingguan was manipulating the flying boat to hunt monsters.

At the beginning, Lin Fei was a little puzzled. Isn’t it the Beimo True Legend Competition? How did it turn into a sea of ​​death hunting?

Later, I heard Wang Lingguan’s explanation and found out...

It turns out that this Beimo True Transmission Competition is far less simple than the True Transmission Conference of the Sword Sect. A bunch of True Transmission disciples gather together and fight on the Duanlong Platform.

This is a grand event attended by the ten major sects in the northern territory. Not to mention anything else, you can tell by counting the number of people. Asking about the thirteen true disciples of the Sword Sect and other sects will probably not be fewer than the Sword Sect. So casually, there are at least more than one hundred true disciples of the ten major sects. Just like the true disciples of the Sword Sect, you will go to the Duanlong Platform to fight one by one, so you will have to fight until the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month?

So how to filter?

"Entering the sea of ​​death, the Beimo True Transmission Competition has begun. We are now driving flying boats to hunt monsters, which is also part of the Beimo True Transmission Competition. There are few demon pills, and you may not even be able to enter the door..." Wang Lingguan said, and looked at Zhou Yun next to him: "If you don't believe me, ask you Senior Brother Zhou..."

"..." Zhou Yun's face suddenly turned dark.

It turned out that when Zhou Yun had just entered the True Teachings, he also participated in the Beimo True Teachings Competition that year.

However, Zhou Yun is in a bad mood.

Qianji Peak has always been a single lineage, and the master and disciple have been in charge of the underground palace for a hundred years. It is conceivable that Zhou Yun, who had just come out of the underground palace and seized the position of true disciple, was so lonely and cold at that time...

I was lonely until Zhou Yun and went to the depths of the Beimo Desert. No senior brother was willing to tell him that if there were not enough demon pills, the gate of the Beimo Grottoes would not be able to be opened...

Then, Zhou Yun was in a tragedy...

Wang Lingguan was talking about Zhou Yun's gossip. A tide roar suddenly appeared in front of the flying boat. As the distance of the flying boat approached, the roars became clearer, and even the yellow sand floating outside the flying boat was dyed with blood red color.

“What’s the situation?”

The three of them stood in front of the flying boat and saw the dust rolling in front of them and the demonic energy soaring into the sky. From the sky, they seemed to be engaged in a fierce war, covering a range of hundreds of miles on the ground. The scale was quite large and close, and they found that two army of monsters were fighting!

All kinds of monsters...

Beimo barbarian bear, red flame fire fox, Thousand Poisonous Nether Scorpion...

In the endless sea of ​​death, two huge troops were formed, fearing death and fighting desperately. At first glance, they saw flames soaring into the sky and poisonous gas, blood flowing everywhere in the yellow sand, corpses everywhere and limbs everywhere, so cruel that it made people feel numb.

"Many monsters!" Wang Lingguan's eyes lit up, and he quickly activated the flying boat, and the spirit gathering cannon roared. In a moment, more than a dozen monsters fell under the cannon fire...

The two army of monsters fought extremely fiercely, but he would never have thought that Wang Lingguan's flying boat would join the battle. He was caught off guard and was shot by the flying spirit-gathering cannon, which was like a destruction. Where the flying boat said, corpses were everywhere, and the originally dense army of monsters was plowed out of a gully by the flying boat...

At first glance, I saw a mess on the plain, with artillery fire flying and blood flowing into a river.

This is a complete massacre.

How can two exhausted army of monsters be able to withstand the war machine of immortal civilization like Feizhou?

The massacre lasted for nearly an hour, and there were corpses of monsters everywhere on the plain. Wang Lingguan controlled the flying boat to patrol it and confirmed that there were no fish that had missed the net. Then he prepared to put down the puppets of the mechanism to clean the battlefield.

Who knew that before the mechanical puppet had time to fall, a roar suddenly came out from below, and the entire flying boat shook a few times!

"Demon King?"

Sure enough, at first glance, I saw huge waves rising in front of me, overwhelming yellow sand, thousands of high-end, endless demonic aura surging, and howling winds.

A thousand-poisonous Nether Scorpion, dozens of feet tall, crawled out of the yellow sand. The only few monsters left suddenly scattered like crazy, but were swallowed by the thousand-poisonous Nether Scorpion in one mouthful and turned into demonic energy to nourish itself.

It's indeed the demon king...

This Thousand Poisonous Scorpion is extremely huge. The scales covering the body appear in a dark purple color. It emits a strange purple light under the scorching sun. Even the endless poisonous gas is floating in the air. It has produced three heads. Wherever the huge body has said, even the yellow sand has turned black. You can imagine how terrifying the poison is. A scorpion tail is dozens of feet long and covered with sharp poison hooks!

And it's very fast...

Almost the moment when the yellow sand was raised, the Thousand Poisonous Scorpion rushed over, and the speed was so fast that it was no worse than Wang Lingguan's flying boat...

Wang Lingguan tried his best to control the flying boat, and the spirit-gathering cannons were fired one after another, and the fireballs were shot out in succession, but only a few shots hit the Thousand Poisonous Nether Scorpion. Moreover, it was completely unable to cause much damage to the Thousand Poisonous Nether Scorpion. The hard scorpion shell was like a copper wall, easily resisting the bombardment of the Spirit-gathering cannon...

In an instant, the Thousand Poisonous Scorpion rushed under the flying boat. The scorpion tail, which was dozens of feet long, shook violently, and suddenly increased a hundred times, turning into a bone chain that was thousands of feet long, and headed straight for the flying boat...

"Be careful!" Wang Lingguan hurriedly controlled the flying boat and avoided it, but was thrown out by the demonic wind that was stirred up. Before he could stand firm, the Thousand Poison Nether Scorpion Scorpion chased after him again. The flying boat dripped two arcs in a dangerous posture to avoid the Thousand Poison Nether Scorpion's second attack. However, at this time, sweat had already dripped from Wang Lingguan's forehead.

"This won't work. This Thousand Poisonous Nether Scorpion is too fast, and the scorpion shell is extremely hard. The flying boat alone can't do anything to it..."
Chapter completed!