Amazingly, the person who made the ink die throb was the demon of the Eighth Flood Desolation.

Suddenly, a hint of abruptness flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.

Back then, he felt the breath of the demon in the Eighth Flood Wilderness, but he left in a hurry and didn't pay much attention to it.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao said: "It's really difficult to fight alone, but there is still a chance!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yan was overjoyed in his heart.

Since Wang Hao said so, it also means that he still has a certain chance to devour the homologous.

Thinking of this, Mo Yan bowed to Wang Hao, and then returned to his team, waiting patiently.

At this moment, Rahu couldn't stand it anymore.

The unscrupulous remarks and postures of those demon king-level powerhouses can be described as unbearable.

Almost instantly, the momentum on Rahu's body surged, and the momentum of the Dao level rushed out in an instant.

In an instant, the group of powerhouses of the Eighth Flood Desolation Demon King level all felt upset, and some of the weaker ones even had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

After doing all this, Rahu snorted coldly: "Noise, what about Satan!"

As soon as these words came out, those demon king-level powerhouses in mid-air suddenly stopped speaking, and looked down at the area where Luo Hu was located one by one, and said secretly with peace of mind: "Where did the strong man come from, why did he ......?"

Suddenly, the eyes of those demon king-level powerhouses were fixed on Luo Hu, and they were stunned: "It's you, the lost dog of the day, how is this possible!"

Obviously, they couldn't accept that Rahu had a Hedao-level cultivation.

After all, when he was in the eighth flood famine, Rahu was pressed against him, and they didn't even take Rahu in their eyes from beginning to end.

But now?

Feeling that the latter's cultivation far surpassed that of himself and others, those demon king-level powerhouses were naturally difficult to accept.

At this moment, within the team of demon king-level powerhouses, someone noticed the existence of raised eyebrows.

Subconsciously, it is to probe, wanting to understand the strength of raising eyebrows.

After all, Rahu's sudden strengthening also means that the strength of raising eyebrows will also increase?

After the investigation, those demon king-level powerhouses couldn't help but be shocked, and the teacher and student's Ao: "Raise your eyebrows, damn it, how high is this guy's cultivation, why can't I feel it at all!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

The eyes of those demon king-level powerhouses looked at them one after another.

Compared with Rahu, Yang Mei has been fighting with them in the Eighth Flood Wilderness for thousands of years, and they can be regarded as understanding of the latter.

But this time, looking at the state of raising eyebrows without the slightest fluctuation, the faces of those demon king-level powerhouses instantly became ugly.

They are not fools, they can not detect any breath constantly, then there are only two possibilities, first, raising eyebrows and not cultivating, but this is obviously impossible.

The only possibility is that the cultivation of the eyebrows is very high, and even they can't be detected as a demon king, like Satan, the lord of hell in the eighth flood desolation, who belongs to the invincible range.

In the next second, those demon king-level powerhouses clenched their fists, gritted their teeth and said, "Damn, how can this be, this guy has also improved too fast, what the hell is going on?"

When they entered the Ninth Flood Wilderness, they were locked by Satan with the power of the Sword of Creation, so after entering the Ninth Flood Wilderness, their cultivation did not decline in the slightest, and naturally they didn't know what a slight gap there was between the two Great Flood Wildernesses, and they didn't know how terrifying the power of the rules of the other world was.

After glancing at those demon king-level powerhouses, Luo Hu said confidently: "A group of crooked melons and cracked dates, are you surprised after seeing the true strength of this king?"

Indeed, thinking of the aggrieved state when he entered the eighth flood famine, Luo Hu really couldn't wait to show his strength at this moment, thinking of the aggrieved state at that time, he even wanted to kill all these guys in front of him.

However, Rahu did not lose his mind.

Although he really wanted to kill these guys who had besieged him, he knew better that his purpose was Satan, the Lord of Hell, and his fellow Origin.

Phew-

At this moment, the sound of breaking the air resounded.

I saw that from within the team of the Blue Emperor Palace, Tai Hao's figure appeared in front of the eighth Flood Desolation Demon King-level powerhouse.

After his body paused, Tai Hao slowly raised the Qinglian Sword in his hand and said, "Tai Hao, the first disciple of the Blue Emperor, please give me advice!"

Amazingly, Tai Hao is a demon king-level powerhouse who wants to challenge the eighth flood wilderness.

Seeing this scene, the audience was obviously silent.

Taihao's cultivation is only at the point of being a mid-saint, and it is indeed a bit risky to step forward so recklessly now.

However, Wang Hao has no intention of stopping it, since Satan is still in the future, the battle between the two sides should not be started, and it just so happens that Taihao and others can take this opportunity to temper themselves.

At this moment, within the eighth flood wilderness, a demon king with a cultivation similar to Taihao flew out.

I saw that he was holding a blood-colored blade in his hand, staring at Tai Hao with a dead gaze, and said with a cruel smile in his mouth: "Junior, wait for me to kill you!"

Hearing this, Taihao didn't say anything, and after sighing heavily, Qinglian Sword raised and said, "Yes, it's exactly what I want!"

After speaking, Taihao did not hesitate at all, and disappeared from the spot with a flash.

When his figure reappeared, he had already arrived in front of the demon king's powerhouse.

The Qinglian sword was pulled, and the terrifying space sword path erupted, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, carrying the momentum of destruction and slashing straight out.

Seeing the Qinglian Sword attacking, especially feeling the surging power of the law of space, the demon king-level man was shocked: "The power of space, how is it possible!"

As he spoke, the man hurriedly dodged to the side.

Obviously, the status of the law of space within the Eighth Flood Desolation is also very superb.

Unfortunately, the man was still a step too slow.

Poof-

The sword light was shining, and a touch of purple blood bloomed in an instant.

With a scream, the man's figure swept out hundreds of feet, but above his left arm and shoulder, a sword mark appeared, and the laws of space surged, destroying his body.

Looking at the injury on his shoulder, the man's face changed slightly, and he cursed, "Damn it!"

Hurriedly began to dispel the spatial law fluctuations above his shoulders with his own strength.

In this regard, Tai Hao did not have the slightest intention of keeping his hand, his steps took another step, and his figure approached the man again like a ghost, and when the Qinglian sword was pulled, one after another sword qi was cut out at an extremely tricky angle.

When the spatial sword qi attacked, the man was shocked and angry in his heart, and shouted angrily in his mouth: "Bastard, junior, you should be damned!"

Zheng –

Zheng –

One after another, the sword qi was shattered, and the man was gradually getting better, after all, it was a demon king-level existence, although the initial duel was at a disadvantage, but he still quickly adjusted his own state to be commendable.

(End of chapter)