Kapitel 570: The Winged Race Is Very Wronged (1)

After the Primordial Chaos Spear, which had a silver-white spear tip and blood-colored patterns, was injected with the magical power of the strange beast, its surface emitted fluorescence. As it waved, there was a faint beast roar. When it struck the huge scorpion-like creature, it easily broke through its defense.

Even though Shen Ping knew that top-notch beast spiritual treasures were powerful, he still underestimated such treasures when he really used them. Even the giant scorpion-like creature that contained a trace of the strange beast concept was as fragile as paper when it was barely able to withstand the indestructible spear tip.

He even felt like he was crushing ants.

Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu!

As the spear shadows flashed, a large number of giant scorpion-like creatures fell. He killed them easily like harvesting wheat. In less than five minutes, 20,000 powerful scorpion-like creatures were completely slaughtered.