The Scorpion Race's Final Struggle

Seeing the Scorpion Army rapidly approaching, Zhao Yun's expression turned serious. The war spear in his hand was pulled back, and his footsteps became faster and faster. The tip of the spear drew out sparks on the ground, but he did not forget to give the order.

When the distance between them was 50 meters, Zhao Yun shouted, "Fire!"

"Swish..."

A wave of over a thousand arrows suddenly flew out, but immediately after, another wave of over a thousand arrows came out, twelve waves in a row.

The Purgatory Divine Crossbow exploded and splattered. Under the influence of the Sacred Flame Halo, it exploded the moment it landed.

Even if the Scorpion race's defensive power was strong, and their fighting skills were exquisite, they still couldn't resist this kind of specially designed arrow.

These arrows were Runic Arrows, and with the addition of halo skills, a single volley was enough to annihilate a large number of enemies.