Chapter 1792 Sand Scorpion

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he took the lead to move away from Xiao Yun's team and headed in another direction. The distance was not far. Obviously, he still thought it would be safer for everyone to stay together.

After all, if they encounter danger, they can die with their fellow Taoists rather than the poor Taoists.

Soon, several people started to head towards Fang Xing. These people were all on good terms with Lei Yunfeng.

Some of the more neutral ones were in a dilemma. At this time, there were still 39 people left in the Liuyun Sect team, including Xiao Yun.

"Captain, there are still ten people left in Youyun Peak, only two are missing, and there are currently 15 people tied to the rope." Wang Ping reported to Xiao Yun as soon as he finished counting.

Xiao Yun had a strange look on his face, and said lightly: "I have said it before, if you don't obey, you can choose to leave."

"As a member of the same sect, I, Xiao Yun, will not be so petty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining people who had not tied the rope to themselves all walked towards Fang Xing's position.

Since then, the Liuyun Sect team has been completely divided into two teams, and Xiao Yun has no psychological burden.

She only needed to take care of the people in Youyun Peak. She couldn't care too much about the rest and didn't want to care too much.

After some arguments, the scene fell into calm for a short time. None of the disciples slept, but how could they not be sleepy after a day's journey? They nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Rustle!

There was another strange movement. Xiao Yun instantly locked her sight in one direction, which was where the disciples were.

One person sank directly from the ground. The disciple next to him woke up immediately and pulled the rope hard.

When he was pulled up, the person was gone.

Someone on Fang Xing's side also disappeared again, and he couldn't even lock the direction.

Xiao Yun shouted: "Get out of my way." Then he took out several talismans and threw them directly at the place where the disciples disappeared after activating them.

Bang bang bang!

A violent explosion sounded, and a huge deep pit was blown out of the sand.

Countless sand flew up, and some flesh and blood appeared in everyone's sight. An arm that was obviously bitten fell on the sand.

"It's a monster." A disciple exclaimed in surprise.

The disciples did not hesitate any longer, and took out their spirit swords, looking around nervously.

Xiao Yun's face turned cold. It was really disgusting to encounter such a monster at this time.

Especially since this monster was unknown.

The monster could eat so many cultivators silently, so its strength must be at least at the peak of the first level.

This was also Xiao Yun's judgment. If it was a second-level monster, it could kill the disciples openly.

"It's unrealistic to travel at night. The wind and sand alone can make people lose their way, and it's easy to go around in circles."

"This monster dare not come blatantly, and its strength should not be very strong. There is still hope for survival if it stays where it is."

After a brief analysis, Xiao Yun made a quick decision, and raised her hand and threw dozens of talismans, which fell accurately into the hands of the disciples of Youyun Peak.

After a pause, she said: "Everyone use floating talismans, hurry up."

She was worried that the monster would attack again soon.

The Youyun Peak disciple who got the talisman was delighted. Since the monster was hunting underground, floating up would avoid most of the danger.

The other disciples looked at it awkwardly and soon took out their own floating talismans.

How could you pray for someone to give you a talisman if you were not from Youyun Peak, especially in a place where no one knew when you could get out.

Every talisman and every pill could be a means of saving your life.

Fang Xing also responded quickly. It must be admitted that Xiao Yun's method was the best one that could be thought of at present.

"Ah" A disciple from Fang Xing's side shouted in despair. All the disciples had floated up for a while, but the disciple did not make any move.

Among all the disciples of Liuyun Sect, only that one person was like this.

He was a little older, and he didn't take out the talisman for a long time, so he must have no resources.

No one sympathized with this disciple.

Soon the disciple continued, "Looking for immortals, why must we look for immortals?"

"I am now stuck in the sand, unable to return to the mortal world, and unable to integrate into the world of immortal cultivation. In the end, I can't even live an ordinary life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sank directly into the sand, without any movement.

Many cultivators listened to this and looked at the situation in front of them, and felt more or less touched. They were no exception.

The family knew that he was cultivating immortals, and felt that his future was bright. They all enjoyed the convenience brought by his cultivation.

But who really cared about them? They had poor qualifications, were excluded everywhere, and even had to wag their tails like a dog for a little bit of resources.

One day, he suddenly realized that he wanted to go down the mountain and be an ordinary person, but in the end he found that he could not go back at all, and there was no place for him in either place.

Xiao Yun quickly threw the spirit sword down, accurately stabbing it at the place where the cultivator had just disappeared.

Swish!

The spirit sword sank into the ground, and suddenly made a "ding" sound, and Xiao Yun's face was happy.

Throwing out several more talismans, the quicksand on the ground was blasted apart, and a huge black shadow appeared in everyone's sight.

Xiao Yun controlled the lighting bead to the black shadow, and then saw that it was a huge sand-patterned scorpion, a first-level monster.

Its appearance is 60% similar to that of a scorpion, but its shell is like quicksand, so it is called a sand-patterned scorpion.

"Hey, it's the sand-patterned scorpion mentioned in the monster illustration book." A disciple recognized the origin of this monster.

Soon another voice appeared: "No, the sand-patterned scorpion does not have the two pincers on its mouth."

"Hehe, this is an ancient secret realm, the monsters will definitely notice it."

Xiao Yun did not have the leisure to listen to these people's idle chatter. She applied some paralysis medicine on her spirit sword, and soon the sand-patterned scorpion would wake up.

Taking out another spirit sword, Xiao Yun accurately stabbed the sand-patterned scorpion, which ended its life.

After putting the sand-patterned scorpion into the storage bag, Xiao Yun continued to float in the air.

Sand-patterned scorpions are cautious by nature. They must have just successfully hunted some prey, which stimulated them. Now they killed one and would not easily attack the rest.

"Very good, it's almost dawn, as long as we can wait until dawn, we can continue on our way." Xiao Yun thought so in her heart, and felt a lot more relaxed.

At the same time, the two Qi-training great perfection cultivators of the Seven Stars Gate not far away kept muttering there, and from time to time they showed some fierce looks on their faces.

As the sky got brighter, Xiao Yun's pressure was getting less and less, and her tense nerves were a little relaxed.

I thought everything would be quiet until the sky was completely bright, but there was movement.

The ground began to tremble violently, and soon several sand scorpions appeared on the sand, staring at the people floating in the void.

Compared with these sand scorpions, the number of these cultivators was too small.

Rustle!

A more violent sound appeared, and a black shadow much larger than an ordinary sand scorpion appeared not far from Xiao Yun.

The eyes in the eye sockets were blood red, or to be more precise, the eyes of all sand scorpions were blood red.