Under Feng Hao's senses, the Blood Fiend's shadow walked into the eighth floor's door …
"He actually …"
Feng Hao couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
He hadn't expected the Blood Fiend's shadow to be the one who'd hidden the most among them. He actually had the strength to challenge the eighth floor. This meant that his trump card was even greater than the Nephrite Holy Son's Divine Body of Sun!
"What a strange and powerful fellow!"
Feng Hao's eyes slightly narrowed as he calmed his somewhat fluctuating emotions. He slowly walked to the front of the pitch-black door and deeply breathed in. His entire body was ignited with a surging fighting spirit as he took a step in.
Another wave of ethereal feeling, as if he was riding on a cloud. After a while, he landed on solid ground. The ground beneath his feet was scorching hot, and a wave of heat washed over him.
What greeted his eyes was a vast, earthy yellow desert. The sun hung high in the sky, and every grain of sand sparkled, reflecting a golden light.
The red light and the rising heat caused Fenghao's vision to become a little distorted.
Before Feng Hao could take a good look, a sense of danger welled up in his heart, making his hair stand on end. His nose also smelled a fishy stench.
Swoosh!
Without any hesitation, Fenghao took a step forward. His body appeared a hundred meters away in the sky. A thirty meter long scorpion-like desolate beast emerged from the yellow sand where he was previously standing. Its pair of glowing eyes stared at Fenghao, who was high up in the sky. A look of doubt flashed in its eyes, as if it was wondering why its prey had suddenly disappeared.
Its entire body was covered in a thick shell armor. It was dark and glossy, as if it was cast from iron and copper. It reflected a strong light, dazzling and painful. Its pair of large pincers were more than ten meters long. On the pincers, a cold light flickered, sweeping away one's mind. Fenghao didn't doubt that this pair of pincers could easily tear him into two halves.
Each of its eight long legs was more than ten meters long, like eight steel blades, shining with a cold light. The most terrifying part was the hooks on its twenty-meter-long tail. It was like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. It was pitch-black and emitted a black aura. Just a glance at it would cause people's hearts to tremble.
Swish!
Its eight legs moved quickly, turning into a blur. Its twenty-meter-long tail was as fast as lightning, whistling through the air as it swung toward Feng Hao's chest.
Swish!
Fenghao took a step to the side and walked on air. He moved another hundred meters to the side and avoided this fatal attack.
Looking at the black scorpion that was like a ferocious god, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his palms were wet. A hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
Fortunately, he could walk on air. Otherwise, there was no way he could have survived the two attacks just now!
Swish! Swish!
Swish!
The black scorpion's attack failed, so it exploded again. Its body was like lightning, and its long tail swung toward Feng Hao. Each move was fatal!
Swish! Swish!
Feng Hao continued to walk on air, dodging the black scorpion's attacks again and again, and began to pull away.
He moved without a trace, a hundred meters in one step. The black scorpion could not accurately catch Feng Hao's traces, so it could only continue to move and chase crazily. The scene was filled with 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 had already pulled away from the black scorpion by three to four hundred meters, which was considered very safe.
"God-Slaying Sword!"
With a thought, the Emperor Weapon in the Martial Essence Vortex was summoned, and directly appeared on Feng Hao's right hand. The Emperor's Aura flickered, rippling with an aura that could steal one's mind. Even the black scorpion that had been chasing Feng Hao below was startled. Looking at the God-Slaying Sword, its eyes were filled with fear.
Pfft! Pfft!
The God-Slaying Sword trembled slightly, emitting a series of sonorous sounds. A faint Emperor's Aura spread out, as if announcing its existence to the world!
It was a Emperor Weapon, and had long gained intelligence. It represented the extreme, and it did not allow anyone or anything to ignore its existence!
But now, Feng Hao could not unleash its true power …
Squeak!
Just as the black scorpion was about to retreat, it seemed to have thought of something. Its body trembled without a trace, and it opened its stinky mouth. An ear-piercing sound came from its mouth, and its eyes revealed a fierce glint. Its eight legs turned into afterimages, and it moved rapidly. Its tens of meters long tail whistled, and the sharp sound of it breaking through the air cut through the air, stealing people's minds.
"Heh!"
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth curled up slightly. When the Black Scorpion was about a hundred meters away, his eyes flashed. He took a step forward, and in the next second, he appeared on the left side of the Black Scorpion. The God Slaying Sword in his hand slashed towards one of the Black Scorpion's legs without hesitation.
"Rip!"
Just like cutting tofu, there was no sense of obstruction. Black Scorpion's long leg was directly sent flying, and a putrid stench of filthy blood spurted out.
It rose more than ten meters high.
Swoosh!
Feng Hao did not take credit for his success. Holding the dragon horn in one hand, he took several steps forward and appeared several hundred meters away in the sky.
"Squeak squeak …"
Ear-piercing screeches resounded continuously. With one of its legs chopped off, the black scorpion seemed to have gone mad. Its remaining seven legs, a pair of pincers, and a long tail were like ten steel blades. They crazily slashed out in all directions, creating deep scars in the surrounding desert. It was a complete mess.
"Phew!"
Looking at the crazily struggling Black Scorpion below, Feng Hao let out a light breath. If he had the slightest bit of greed just now, he would have been killed on the spot by now.
"Rip, rip!"
His purple eyes lit up. He could see the traces of the Black Scorpion's movements even more clearly. He looked for an opening and waited for an opportunity to strike.
"Squeak squeak!"
The Black Scorpion quickly discovered Feng Hao in the sky. In an instant, its eyes turned red, and it let out an ear-piercing screech. Its seven long legs seemed to be equipped with springs, and with a forceful kick, it leaped high into the sky. With a sharp whistling sound, it bared its fangs and brandished its claws, pouncing towards Feng Hao. A cold light flashed, and it swore to cut him down with its pincers.
Fenghao wasn't in a hurry to succeed. His purple eyes kept dodging, looking for the right opportunity to make a move.
The Black Scorpion's cultivation was at Level 4 Martial Honorable Realm Level 3. Add to that its impenetrable shell and its deadly poison, it was a top-notch existence among the Peak Martial Honorable Realm Dire Beasts!
If the Nephrite Holy Son had chosen the Ninth Level, he would have fallen as well!
"Don't tell me the Great Sage only chose top-notch Dire Beasts?"
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. He could not help but worry for Yan Qing.
"Rip!"
In that split second, a cold light flashed and cut through the robe in front of Feng Hao's chest, drawing out a few drops of blood. He did not dare to be distracted anymore, and focused all his attention on dealing with the Black Scorpion before him.
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