The Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, the beast of the East Ying Calamity, belong to water.

It is rumored that the eight-fold snake is ugly and boundless, and just one glance can make people frightened.

But that's just an exaggerated rumor.

Kimura Oni changed for a few minutes before it was fully formed.

At this time, Kimura Oni Ten has completely turned into a beast.

Halfway up the mountain, with nine heads and nine tails, the crooked back is full of tumors, and poisonous water is dripping down.

The poisonous water dripping in the dojo can easily be burned through even the big bluestone, which shows how poisonous the poisonous water is...

It's just ugly, not much different from what was rumored to be.

"Oni-sama, oni-sama has become a god. ”

"Hurry up and bow down, the legend is true, every head of the Kimura family can turn into an eight-fold divine beast. ”

Seeing the ugly appearance of Kimura Oniten, those Dongying warriors who were lucky enough to survive all crawled on the ground in shock, as if they had seen the Jade Emperor in the sky.

Even those few Void God Realm powerhouses were like this.

In any world, strength is everything, and although the Eight Miscellaneous Snake is a disaster beast, in their hearts, it is a divine beast that can represent Dongying.

"Boy, with the blood of the Divine Soul Ancestor, I can barely support it for half an hour. After Kimura Oniten became an eight-fold snake, a pair of red eyes spewed with rage: "But just this half an hour is enough to kill you a thousand times." ”

"It's a beast, but it's ugly, and its strength hasn't changed much. Hearing Kimura Ghost's arrogant words, Ling Hao shook his head lightly and said disdainfully.

In the Tianlong Continent, the scale of the beast clan is not small, and it can be equal to the human race, occupying a small half of the Tianlong Continent.

And the Kimura ghost ten in front of him is just an extra beast soul on his body, and this has changed.

It's a pity that this divine soul is too weak.

If it was the appearance of the eight-hundred-year-old Great Snake, Ling Hao would still be a little jealous, but a divine soul, to put it bluntly, could not even compare to the powerful divine soul of the snake clan's Void God Realm.

After all, the Eight Miscellaneous Snake has existed for thousands of years, and the Divine Soul has long been weak.

And the power of the snake clan is different, he is a strong man who really lives in the world of immortal cultivators.

"Boy, if you dare to slander my Kimura clan, you will die. ”

The two red eyes were like lanterns, and Kimura Oniten roared angrily and trembled, and countless venom suddenly erupted from the sarcoma on his body.

The venom appeared, and it immediately condensed into golden needles, which were as thin as cow's hair flying all over the sky, weaving into a boundless net to lock Ling Hao in all directions.

Snort!

The venom golden needle scorched all the spiritual energy in the void, and burst into bursts of violent noise, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Don't say that this venom is powerful, even if it's a bumblebee all over the sky, aiming that butt at a person can scare people stupid.

"This venom can easily penetrate even a steel plate that is almost ten years thick, and even one can make me wait to go to hell easily, not to mention this dense sky like flying ants. ”

"It's dead, it angered the ghost god, this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky is completely dead. ”

"Lord Oni, avenge Toichi. ”

On the dojo, the few remaining figures cheered in awe.

Even if those guys on the Dongying Void God List come, they will definitely go out sideways, let alone a young man in his twenties.

"Boy, die!"

Hearing the cheers below, Kimura Ghost Shiji laughed loudly, and one leg suddenly stepped on it, and the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the poisonous needles in the sky shot towards Ling Hao indiscriminately like a rocket.

"Look at how strong your physical strength is, you can resist thousands of spells, but this is not a spell, but the blood of the immortal god of the eight qi, even if the immortal god touches it, he will die. ”

Seeing that Ling Hao was unmoved, as if he was frightened, Kimura Onishi's indifferent voice pierced through all directions of the dojo.

"Yes, although this kid can resist the magic of the ghost god with his physical body, he definitely can't resist the blood of this immortal god. ”

"Boy, you're dead!"

One after another grim voices resounded, and those Dongying martial artists all had hideous smiles on their faces.

If it weren't for Kimura Oniten, they would now be lambs to the slaughter, and in their twenties, they would have been terrified.

"Really?"

Ling Hao indifferently swept over those who were determined to win, and laughed: "Then today Ling will use his body to pick up your demonic blood." ”

Since Ling Hao dared to say it, he naturally had a spectrum in his heart.

As the words fell, the mana in the sea of knowledge had already surged into Ling Hao's body, and the soul of water was the most docile innate five elements in the world.

It can heal all things, and it can also restrain all kinds of poisons.

After Ling Hao's strength improved, the soul of water stared even more at the mana, and now Ling Hao's mana was the best magic medicine in the world.

Not to mention the venom in this tumor, even if it was the kind of poison that immortal cultivators were afraid of in the Heavenly Dragon Continent, Ling Hao would not be half afraid.

"You just brag. ”

Kimura Onishi sneered and watched as those poisonous needles drowned Ling Hao.

In his heart, Ling Hao was already bound to die.

However, in the next moment, the smiles of the guys from Kimura Oni Ten and Toei Martial Arts had come to an abrupt end, and they made a thick shock color, even Kimura Oni Ten, at this time, there was no trace of pride in Fang Cai's red eyes.

Because, Ling Hao was like bathing in the sun and rain in the poisonous needles in the sky, not only did he not suffer any damage, but he had a kind of spring breeze moistened pride.

This was the blood of ghosts and gods that could melt heaven and earth, but Ling Hao was as relaxed and indifferent as a spring breeze.

"Kimura Ghost Ten, this level of attack is similar to an ant tickling in Ling's eyes, do you have anything more powerful?" Ling Hao smiled faintly, without any anti-war heart.

He wants to humiliate Kimura Oni Ten first, and shatter all the pride in Kimura Oniten's heart.

"Okay, arrogant, if my Kimura Ghost Ten doesn't bury you in Dongying today, then you will be left with this Dongying in the future. Kimura was shocked and more angry.

His nine heads suddenly opened their bloody mouths in an instant, and nine dark green sword rays shot out from his mouth.

That sword is completely penetrating the sky, even a high mountain can be split in half with a sword.

Not to mention that the nine sword rays slashed towards Ling Hao at the same time.

Boom!

Nine sword rays slashed at Ling Hao's body at the same time, and the ink mist completely devoured Ling Hao in an instant.

"Dead! ”

"Dare to use your body to resist the sword of the ghost god, if that kid doesn't die, I will kill myself. ”

Seeing that Ling Hao was still arrogant and did not dodge or resist, the face of the Dongying martial artist who had just stared at the copper bell changed again, and it was expected that Ling Hao would die.

"It's not the first time I've said this. ”

(End of chapter)