The yellow sand in the desert and the stars in the sky were innumerable.
At this moment, the Spirit-devouring Scorpions in the desert were the same. They were densely packed and were as plentiful as the hair of an ox. Their eyes were extremely red. They were rattling their tails as they pounced on He Jian and Jiang Yingrong. The scorpions were furious. They wanted to devour all the outsiders in the Barren Desert. Their queen was not to be blasphemed. Even if they were only ferocious beasts and did not have intelligence, this kind of thinking had been deeply integrated into their flesh and blood.
He Jian's face was solemn. He glanced at Jiang Yingrong and shouted, "Attack with all your might!"
