Global Cataclysm: My Martial Arts Practice Automatically

I don't know when, in the sky that had just been baptized by the hurricane sandstorm, the cloudy clouds once again covered the hundreds of desert poisonous scorpions below.

Tick ​​tock!

Bean-sized raindrops dripped from the rolling clouds.

A poisonous scorpion of the third rank of king level was hit by the raindrops, and it turned over and fell down.

Before it could recover, it was submerged by more raindrops and soon lost its vitality.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of clattering rain enveloped the desert within a kilometer around Lu Chong.

Every drop of rain water contains the true meaning of terrifying softness, with terrifying dark energy and corrosiveness.

The desert poisonous scorpion that appeared here, the strongest is only the peak of the king level, and can't withstand the invasion of rain at all.

The corners of Lu Chong's mouth grinned, as if he heard the sound of Ding Ding Lingling's money being credited.

At this moment, he seems to have surrounded the group of poisonous scorpions with the power of one person, and he didn't want to let any of them go.

Later, the poisonous scorpion was frightened by Lu Chong and wanted to burrow into the desert and escape.

But Lu Chong's rainwater is almost pervasive, and wherever it passes, even the desert ground has condensed a thick layer of hard ice.

These desert poisonous scorpions really have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth. They can only be harvested in groups by Lu Chong, and after they are killed, they are swept into the space ring.

But just as Lu Chong was halfway through the sweep and the killing started, he suddenly felt something and turned his head to look behind him.

A black shadow pierced Lu Chong's back like lightning.

Then, with a roar, it dissipated.

Lu Chong's body swayed slightly, and it was the golden bell that resisted the power of the stinger, but he still made him move slightly.

Lu Chong looked at the huge black shadow suspended in the distance, his eyes brightened, "Imperial-level poisonous scorpion!"

Yes.

When Lu Chong almost copied the nest of the poisonous scorpion, the emperor-level poisonous scorpion hidden in the dark finally showed up.

The poisonous scorpion in front of him was pitch black, as if he was wearing a shiny black armor.

The emperor-level poisonous scorpion is more than three meters long, and its poisonous tail is more than five meters long, and the pair of pincers are like two sharp axes.

This is a desert poisonous scorpion that has reached the fifth rank of the emperor.

"I don't know who gave you the courage to emerge at this time." Lu Chong muttered and teased.

Then, without waiting for the poisonous scorpion to attack again, he took the initiative to meet him.

This emperor-level poisonous scorpion was 1,500 meters away from him, which was beyond Lu Chong's effective attack range.

But seeing Lu Chong with wings on his back, the distance between the two sides was shortened to within a kilometer in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a fierce sword qi was aroused from between his fingers, spanning nearly a thousand meters, and slashing towards the forehead of the emperor-level poisonous scorpion.

The poisonous scorpion raised a pair of pincers high, and at the same time shot poisonous lines from its tail, trying to block Lu Chong's sword qi.

But the gap between it and Lu Chong was still too big, and those poisonous lines were dispelled in an instant.

Its pair of pincers were also split open by the unabated sword energy.

laugh!

This emperor-level poisonous scorpion would never have imagined that, just on the spot, he was split in half by Lu Chong's sword, and he couldn't die any longer.

"One head is in hand." Lu Chong was overjoyed, and was about to fly over to collect the corpse of the poisonous scorpion into the space ring.

The standard of the hunter's assessment is to hunt down three emperor-level poisonous scorpions.

If you can hunt a head on the first day, the progress is already enough.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that before the body of the emperor-level poisonous scorpion landed, it suddenly disappeared in mid-air.

Yes, the emperor-level poisonous scorpion that had just been hunted disappeared without warning before Lu Chong's eyes.

"No!" Lu Chong sensed carefully, and suddenly reacted, "Someone stole my prey."

At the moment when the poisonous scorpion disappeared, Lu Chong felt a slight fluctuation.

Although he couldn't see it, Lu Chong was sure that someone must have been hiding in the dark and profiting from it.

The thing that made him want to scold his mother the most was really successful.

"come out!"

At this moment, Lu Chong was really angry.

I think I'm easy to bully, right? If you don't come to steal it, you just hide and steal. Can't you find the prey by yourself?

rumbling...

The place where the poisonous scorpion disappeared just now was suddenly covered with dark clouds, filled with soft and true rain, splashing in all directions.

Lu Chong believed that even if that guy could be invisible, he would definitely reveal his breath when he started to defend.

Just like when the other party collected the corpse of the poisonous scorpion just now, there was a trace of breath leaking out.

But to his chagrin, within the range covered by the rain, he did not touch anything, nor did the slightest breath leak out.

"How could he have escaped so far in such a short period of time?" Lu Chong was a little surprised.

Other than that, there is no other explanation.

He has calmed down now, carefully recalling the thousands of racial characteristics of the Silver Star Realm, and he can probably think of which alien stole his tower.

"The biggest possibility is the Thousand Fantasy Clan." Lu Chong said secretly.

Like the Bull Clan and the Tianyan Clan, the Qianhuan Clan belonged to the Divine Star Race, that is to say, a race with gods in charge.

The innate abilities of this family are very peculiar. As the name suggests, they can be ever-changing and even hidden.

At the same time, the Qianhuan clan is still the race that mainly produces star nomads. Their star nomads can transform all things, causing the opponent's spirit to hallucinate or even collapse on its own.

It is because of this characteristic that they are called the most difficult race.

In addition to the Qianhuan clan, there may be a very small number of aliens who can hide in front of him.

Some aliens can also have the ability to be invisible through the transformation of biochemical genes, but they are not as free as Qianhuan.

But no matter which clan it is, the fact that Lu Chong was stolen from the tower is undeniable.

In addition to being annoyed, he now feels more ashamed.

This is purely a boat overturned in the gutter, and the geese have been pecked all day long.

"I was too careless." Lu Chong calmed down completely and reflected.

He realized again that the most terrifying thing here is not the beasts on the bright side, but all kinds of accomplices with ulterior motives.

The social environment here is completely different from Huaxia's social environment and the previous campus environment. There is no country or school to solve his worries.

Only by yourself.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong, who had completely calmed down, snorted coldly and exhaled at the empty surroundings: "Sneaky bastard, if you have the seeds, continue to follow Lao Tzu."

"If I let you succeed again, I will give you your surname."

After Lu Chong shouted to the air, he turned his head back and continued to clean up the mess over there.

Lu Chong has always been a gentleman, and if it wasn't really helpless, he wouldn't scold him.

"I can only try to excite this sneaky guy..."