The Ancient Vast Realm

However, although Feng Xuan kicked the scorpion tail away a little, the sharp tail needle still directly cut across his right chest, and a large amount of blood immediately flowed out of the wound.

Feng Xuan looked at the Crazy Blood Scorpion King with an ugly face. He didn't expect that this guy's scorpion tail attack was so weird. He had been prepared in advance but still got hurt.

Looking at the playful eyes of the Crazy Blood Scorpion King, as if he had treated him as a dead man, Feng Xuan wiped the wound on his chest with his hand, rubbed a little blood on his fingertips, and sneered:

"The poison is not weak, but it can make me feel a strong numbness. But do you think the situation is settled and you can eat me?"

Feng Xuan stood still, moved his arms, and said to the Crazy Blood Scorpion King with a gradually indifferent expression:

"Thank you for letting me realize that I can't run rampant in the Breathing Realm now, even if you are only in the early stage of the Breathing Realm."

The Crazy Blood Scorpion King naturally didn't understand what Feng Xuan was saying, but he could feel that some dangerous aura began to spread. It began to twist its body uneasily and slowly retreated, trying to retreat back to the Crazy Blood Scorpion group.

"You still want to leave now? Isn't it too late!"

Before the words fell, Feng Xuan's figure flashed, and in just a moment he had come to the side of the Crazy Blood Scorpion King, and swung his knife to chop the Crazy Blood Scorpion King's head.

The Crazy Blood Scorpion King raised his huge scorpion claws to block, but this time Feng Xuan did not give it any chance.

"Shock Thorn, out!" In an instant, a Soul Thorn made of soul power had sunk into the Crazy Blood Scorpion King's head, causing it to suddenly stop moving.

Then Feng Xuan directly sunk the Black Crystal Knife into the Crazy Blood Scorpion King's brain and stirred it fiercely. Suddenly, the Crazy Blood Scorpion King's body trembled but could no longer make any effective offensive moves.

Feng Xuan stepped on the Crazy Blood Scorpion King's head, pulled out the Black Crystal Knife, rolled in the air and came behind the Crazy Blood Scorpion King, swinging the knife and slashing it fiercely.

The knife flashed, and a huge scorpion tail fell into Feng Xuan's hand.

All this happened in just a moment, and the Crazy Blood Scorpion King, who was so arrogant just now, has become a corpse standing still in the same place.

Feng Xuan looked at the huge scorpion tail in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and then he looked in all directions, his figure surging and moving around to harvest the lives of the mad blood scorpions.

Outside

"Just...just now, what happened just now, did you see it clearly?" A young soldier rubbed his eyes and said in disbelief.

"I didn't see it clearly, old ghost, did you see why the mad blood scorpion king suddenly stopped moving?" A middle-aged man asked an old man smoking a pipe not far from him.

"I don't know, maybe it's some kind of poison or skill. It's not easy to control the mad blood scorpion king silently for a moment!" The old man put down the pipe in his hand, knocked it on the palm of his hand, and guessed hesitantly.

"Maybe the mad blood scorpion king was stunned for a while and didn't react, haha!"

Bayi Hongbo frowned, a little surprised and doubtful, how could this seem to be the effect of the witch's magic.

But then he shook his head slightly. It shouldn't be possible. How could this kid still be a witch cultivator? Which tribe would let its young witch cultivator take such an adventure? It should be some kind of technique, right?

After an incense stick, Feng Xuan stabbed the black crystal knife into the head of the last mad blood scorpion in sight. Seeing its slowly stiffening body, he cut off its tail. There was really no more room in the blood spirit order.

The three-meter-sized space had been almost filled by Feng Xuan. Basically, only some important parts were cut off. The complete body could not fit a few.

Feng Xuan only put the body of the mad blood scorpion king in, and then stuffed in a few mad blood scorpions at the peak of the spiritual opening, and no longer put the mad blood scorpion corpses in it.

"Alas, this harvest is also a trouble!" Feng Xuan shook his head and glanced at the blood spirit order on his chest.

Feng Xuan naturally knew that the scenes in the Blood Spirit Secret Realm could be projected, so Feng Xuan never performed too well in this secret realm. For example, his identity as a witch cultivator was hidden tightly, even when he killed the mad blood scorpion, it was a matter of a moment.

The invisible soul-stirring thorns could not be detected by the naked eye. If he was not at the scene and could not feel the fluctuation of the witch soul power, even Bayi Hongbo could not be sure that Feng Xuan used witchcraft.

Feng Xuan did not care about the exposure of his martial arts skills. Anyway, this would be exposed sooner or later, and he had not really used all his trump cards.

His strength would soon enter the next stage. It didn't matter to him to slightly expose some of his strength. Only by growing faster could others never find out his strength.

Feng Xuan collected the poisonous tail needles of many mad blood scorpions together, and planned to slowly absorb the toxicity after leaving the secret realm.

Now he just showed that he was not afraid of the toxicity of the mad blood scorpion, which could be explained in many ways.

After doing all this, Feng Xuan looked at the many corpses on the ground with a little regret. There was still a lot of blood essence in them.

But Feng Xuan didn't want to expose the secret of his bronze space for this little benefit. The bronze space would not be suppressed by the secret realm at all.

However, Feng Xuan didn't care too much. After all, he was already at the peak of the boiling blood stage. In his current state, he couldn't absorb more blood essence of wild beasts for cultivation. His body had almost reached the upper limit.

Feng Xuan looked at the entrance of the cave. The next thing was the main purpose of this trip, whether there was a blood spirit fruit here.

Slowly entering the cave, Feng Xuan spread out his witch soul power to explore to prevent accidents.

As Feng Xuan gradually went deeper into the cave, the light here gradually dimmed. Fortunately, the cave was not too deep. With the help of the weak light, Feng Xuan could barely see the situation in front of him. With the help of the witch soul power, Feng Xuan didn't care whether he could see it or not.

In the range of the witch soul power, all the scenes can be directly reflected into Feng Xuan's mind.

Although the entrance of the cave is not big, but when you go deeper, the space inside is much larger than it looks from the outside.

In Feng Xuan's perception, this place is not clean. There are food residues left by the mad blood scorpion everywhere, and various animal bones, scales, and furs of wild beasts are scattered everywhere. The smell in the cave is not good, but it is still bearable.

There are some shells of mad blood scorpions in the cave. Some smaller mad blood scorpions are hiding in the shells and watching Feng Xuan quietly.

Feng Xuan did not raise his butcher knife to these little guys again. It was really unnecessary, and they did not pose any threat. This was a major source of the mad blood scorpions of the Baling tribe. Killing those mature mad blood scorpions was what the Baling tribe liked to see. After all, the mad blood scorpions were too threatening to other wild beasts. Only by killing those mature mad blood scorpions properly could this secret realm be kept from causing other creatures to become extinct because the mad blood scorpion clan was too powerful.

Feng Xuan walked straight into the depths of the cave, looking for any traces of blood spirit fruit along the blood spirit vines that grew along the cave.

Finally, Feng Xuan found two baby fist-sized, bright red fruits like gems in a dense vine.

This is the blood spirit fruit!

Feng Xuan happily came to the two fruits and carefully took out a jade box from the blood spirit order. This was a gift from the Baling tribe. This kind of jade is not precious, but it is the best tool for holding various spirit fruits.