Under Feng Hao's induction, the afterimage of the Blood Demon walked into the gate of the eighth floor...
"He actually..."
Feng Hao couldn't help but take a slight breath of cold air.
He did not expect that this blood demon remnant was the most hidden among all the people, and that he actually had the strength to challenge the eighth level. This meant that his trump card was superior to that of the Son of Langxie with the body of the sun god!
"A weird and powerful guy!"
Feng Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, calmed down his floating mood, and slowly approached the dark door. He took a deep breath, filled his body with a surging fighting spirit, and stepped in with one foot.
There was another feeling of emptiness like soaring clouds and mist. After a while, it fell to the ground. It was hot under my feet, and a monstrous heat wave immediately hit my face.
What caught the eye was an endless khaki desert. The scorching sun was high, and the sand grains shone brightly, reflecting golden light. The heat was rising, making Feng Hao's vision somewhat distorted.
Before Feng Hao had time to take a closer look, a sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart, making his hair stand on end, and his nose also smelled a fishy smell.
"Whoosh!"
Without any hesitation, Feng Hao stepped forward and appeared in the sky a hundred meters away. Where he was standing just now, a thirty-meter-long scorpion-shaped wild beast emerged from the yellow sand. A pair of dim lights.
Zhan Shen's eyes were fixed on Feng Hao standing high in the sky. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he was wondering why the prey suddenly disappeared.
Its whole body is covered with thick shell armor, which is dark and shiny, like iron poured into copper, reflecting strong light, dazzling and painful. A pair of large pincers are more than ten meters long. Above the pair of pincers, there is a cold
The light flickered, capturing people's minds. Feng Hao didn't seem to doubt that these pair of pliers could easily tear him in half.
The eight long legs, each one is more than ten meters long, are like eight steel knives, with a cold light. The most terrifying thing is the hook on the tail, which is more than twenty meters long. It is like a scythe in the hand of the god of death. It is completely black.
, so black and steamy that it can make people’s hearts tremble just by looking at it.
"Tsk!"
Its eight long legs moved quickly and turned into an afterimage. The twenty-meter-long tail, as fast as lightning, roared directly towards Feng Hao's chest with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Hao took a step sideways, walked on the weak ground, and moved a hundred meters sideways again, avoiding this fatal attack.
Looking at the black scorpion that looked like a ferocious god, cold sweat hung on his forehead, and there were traces of water on his palms. A flash of joy flashed in his eyes.
Fortunately, I was able to stay on the safe side. Otherwise, there was absolutely no chance of surviving the two attacks just now!
"Swish!..."
"Tsk!"
The black scorpion failed to hit the target, and it exploded again, shaped like lightning, its long tail raised a series of afterimages, and quickly threw it towards Feng Hao, with deadly moves!
"Swish!..."
Feng Hao kept walking on the weak ground, avoiding the attacks of the black scorpion again and again, and began to distance himself.
Skimming without traces, even with a step of 100 meters, Black Scorpion was unable to accurately capture Feng Hao's traces. It could only keep running around and pursue madly. The scene was full of yellow sand, and the originally flat desert was a mess.
Feng Hao had already adjusted from the initial panic, and his eyes were calm. At this time, he was already three to four hundred meters away from the black scorpion, which was considered very safe.
"God-killing sword!"
With a thought in his mind, the imperial soldiers in the vortex of Wuyuan were summoned and appeared directly on Feng Hao's right hand. The emperor's Yun flickered, rippling out a breath that captured people's hearts, even the black scorpion body below that had been chasing Feng Hao.
Xing was also startled, looking at the God-killing Sword, its eyes were full of fear.
"Hate!..."
The God-killing Sword trembled slightly, making a burst of sonorous sounds, and a faint imperial rhyme swept away, seeming to announce its existence to the world!
It is an imperial weapon and has been channeled for a long time. It represents the ultimate. It does not allow anyone or anything to ignore its existence!
But now, Feng Hao cannot exert its true power...
"squeak!..."
Just as the Black Scorpion was about to retreat, it seemed to have thought of something. It trembled without trace and opened its mouth full of fishy smell. A harsh sound came out of its mouth. Its eyes showed a fierce look and its eight legs turned into pieces.
The shadow moved rapidly, its dozens of meters long tail whizzed across, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air cut through the space, robbing people's minds.
"Oh!"
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly. When Black Scorpion was about a hundred meters away, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He took a step forward. The next second, he appeared directly to the left of Black Scorpion. The God-killing Sword in his hand did not move.
The one who hesitated was to chop off one of Black Scorpion's legs.
"Tsk!"
Just like cutting tofu, without any sense of obstruction, the long legs of the black scorpion were thrown away directly, and the dark and smelly blood spattered out, shooting up to a height of more than ten meters.
"Whoosh!"
After a successful attack, Feng Hao was not greedy for success. Holding the dragon horn in one hand, he took several steps and appeared several hundred meters away in the sky.
"Zhizhi!..."
The piercing screams resounded continuously. After one leg was chopped off, the black scorpion went crazy. The remaining seven long legs, a pair of pliers, and a long tail were like ten steel knives, slashing around wildly.
The desert has been cut into bottomless traces, making it a mess.
"call!..."
Looking at the frantically struggling Black Scorpion below, Feng Hao let out a slight breath. If he had been greedy for success just now, he would have been killed on the spot if he had been slower for just half a moment.
"Chichi!"
The purple pupils lit up, and he could see the traces of the Black Scorpion's movements more clearly, looking for flaws and waiting for opportunities to move.
"Squeak!"
Black Scorpion soon discovered Feng Hao high in the sky. Suddenly, its eyes turned red and it made a harsh sound. Its seven long legs seemed to be equipped with springs. With a strong kick, it jumped high.
Amidst the fierce roaring sound, he rushed towards Feng Hao with his teeth and claws bared, and the cold light flickered, vowing to kill him under his claws.
Feng Hao was not in a hurry for success. His purple eyes were constantly dodging, looking for the right time to take action.
This black scorpion has reached the third level of the fourth level of the Martial Lord. In addition, it has a shell armor that is invulnerable to swords, and it is also poisonous. Among the desolate beasts in the peak realm of the Martial Lord, it is also a top existence!
If Holy Son Langye had chosen the ninth level back then, he would have died!
"Wouldn't the Great Sage Zhan Tian choose only the top desolate beasts?"
Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but feel worried about Yan Qing.
"Tsk!"
In a moment of distraction, a cold light struck, cutting open the robe on Feng Hao's chest and bringing out a little blood. He did not dare to be distracted in the slightest and dealt with the black scorpion in front of him wholeheartedly.~
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