However, before the man could breathe a sigh of relief, Taihao's figure acted again.

I saw that his figure flickered, and his supernatural power was exerted, and his figure was divided into nine in an instant.

The nine figures surrounded the man, and when the Qinglian Sword in his hand was pulled, the endless spatial sword qi swept out strongly at this moment.

The amount of spatial sword qi increased by nine times in an instant, and it was attacking from all directions, and the man was caught off guard, and his whole body was severely bombarded.

"Ah......h

With a heart-rending scream, the demon king's body was full of holes for a while, and it didn't look miserable.

At this point, Tai Hao in mid-air stopped his hand, glanced at the demon king who was embarrassed under his attack, and pouted disdainfully: "The Eighth Flood Saint, but that's it!"

As soon as these words came out, the demon king man was furious.

He is the demon king of the Eighth Flood Desolation, the king of a race, and at this moment, he is so despised by an unknown junior in a low world like the Ninth Flood Desolation, which is simply unbearable.

In the next second, a wave of terror swept out of the demon king man's body.

Under this force, its body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Sen Han's hellish demonic aura swept out, seemingly freezing the entire area.

Seeing this, Taihao frowned and muttered, "Getting bigger?"

"Mayflies shake trees, don't measure themselves!"

As he spoke, Tai Hao's heart moved, a few Dharma seals in his hand were pinched, and he muttered: "Let you see my Ninth Desolation Law Heaven and Earth!"

In an instant, Taihao's body also grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the growth rate far exceeded that of the demon king man of the eighth flood desolation.

Eventually, two huge figures of 3,000 feet appeared above the East China Sea.

The two sides faced each other in mid-air, Tai Hao held the Qinglian Sword that had become countless times larger, and sneered: "Is this your eighth flood desolation's supernatural power?

After finishing speaking, Taihao shouted in his mouth: "Long!"

Under the stunned gaze of the eighth Honghuang monk in the audience, Tai Hao's three-thousand-zhang body suddenly rose again.

Its size grew rapidly, reaching the level of 4,000 zhang in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the demon king man of the eighth desolation opened his mouth and said in a lost voice: "This is so possible!"

Obviously, the Ninth Desolation's supernatural powers were far beyond their comprehension.

Of course, the most fundamental reason for this is that the cultural differences between the Eighth and Ninth Flood are too great.

The Eighth Flood Desolation Transformation Cultivation Power does not cultivate Dao Fruit, although this realm is very fast, and the power can be regarded as berserk.

However, the lack of Dao Fruit means that their staying power is insufficient, which has also become the Achilles heel of the Eighth Flood Desolation Cultivator.

The same two ships, one with a gorgeous and tall appearance but a bad internal structure, and one with a mediocre appearance but a very solid internal structure, if it is ornamental, the first ship must be much better-looking, but if it is really sailing, the first ship will break and sink under the stormy seas, on the contrary, the second ship will not have any problems, and will even cross the sea flat.

Such a parable is about the gap between the monks of the Eighth and Ninth Flood Wilderness.

With the same similar supernatural powers and the same cultivation, the demon king man can only reach three thousand zhang, but Taihao can reach four thousand zhang, which is enough to explain the problem.

This scene was also seen by the monks of the Blue Emperor Palace, Taoism, and Demon Sect.

About a moment later, in the ranks of the Blue Emperor Palace, Shen Monkey and the others spoke: "I see, these guys from the Eighth Flood Desolation turned out to be in vain!"

"A group of idiots who are crazy about increasing their strength without building their own foundation, such paranoid behavior is simply self-defeating. ”

"No wonder I felt weird when these guys appeared, there was really something wrong with them!"

“……”

Obviously, after learning about the weakness of the Eighth Flood Desolation, the last trace of worry in their hearts was also put down.

Although Wang Hao had also told it before, they had always been skeptical, and now they were sure that the Eighth Flood Desolation Cultivator would not cultivate the Dao Fruit, even if the number of the other party was far greater than that of himself and others, but they were not afraid at all.

In the next second, the voice of the monk of the Blue Emperor Palace in the rear resounded: "Senior brother, come on, kill this guy!"

"Taihao and the others, come on, let these invaders know the power of our wait!"

"Senior Brother Taihao, this guy is too unchallenging for you, kill him as soon as possible and find a stronger opponent!"

“……”

Listening to the call of the monk of the Blue Emperor Palace, the corners of Taihao's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and he laughed: "Okay, I'll kill this guy first." ”

Suddenly, the face of the demon king-level powerhouse became extremely difficult to look at.

How can he accept being treated as a weak person unscrupulously?

Seeing Tai Hao attacking with a sword, although his body was thousands of feet taller than himself, the demon king man was not afraid at all, and slashed out with a blood-colored broadsword in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "The barbarian of the ninth flood wilderness, give this king death!"

Seeing this, the corners of Taihao's mouth outlined a trace of disdain and said: "Even your soft strength also wants to kill me?" I will let you see what real power is. ”

As he spoke, Tae-ho made an astonishing move.

I saw that he put away the Qinglian Sword in his hand, clenched his hands into fists, and the power of the laws around his body surged, and the power of the eighth turn of the Eight or Nine Xuangong burst out, carrying a powerful force and smashing straight towards the blood-colored big sword.

At the same time, those Eighth Flood Desolation Demon Kings in mid-air sneered at this moment: "Gaga, this arrogant guy is dead!"

"The big knife in Arman's hand came out of the forbidden zone, and its power is stronger than ordinary magic weapons, he is looking for death!"

"How could it be, did Arman trespass into the Forbidden Land?"

Listening to the unscrupulous words of those demon kings, Wang Hao couldn't help frowning.

Forbidden land, he knew this.

Lucifer had said that the place was in the Eighth Flood Hell.

And according to Lucifer's analysis, the forbidden place is likely to be the place where the Eighth Flood Creation God sleeps, if ......

Thinking of a certain possibility, Wang Hao suddenly looked up at Taihao and said, "Taihao, don't be careless, go all out!"

Hearing this, Tai Hao, who was clenching his fists, couldn't help but be stunned.

Although he didn't understand why Wang Hao said this, he didn't dare to be careless, put away the contempt in his heart, took out the Qinglian Sword again, and the power of his whole body was poured into it, and he slashed out fiercely.

Zheng –

The sword slammed, and a powerful wave of qi emerged.

In an instant, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Tai Hao's mouth, and the blood knife was brilliant, and it was a top-level innate spirit treasure that was not inferior to the Qinglian Sword in any way.

(End of chapter)