No matter how many Desert Mad Edge Scorpions there were, under the Wind-binding Spirit's wind type skills, they all seemed so vulnerable.
Seeing the vast number of Desert Mad Edge Scorpions swept away and torn apart by the raging wind, Chu Mu couldn't help but sigh. If he had the Wind-binding Spirit before, he wouldn't have needed to spend two months collecting all those poison liquids.
Nine Gale Explosions!
Nine hurricanes with eighth-level power, like nine raging torrents, tumbled in the whirl of sand. Each hurricane picked up four or five Desert Mad Edge Scorpions. Even if they couldn't directly kill these Desert Mad Edge Scorpions in the storm, it was enough to wound them severely.
Chaos Wind Cavity!
