Chapter 647 The battle against the black scorpion is under Feng Hao's induction. The Bloodfiend Remnant walked through the gate on the eighth floor

"He turned out"

Feng Hao couldn't help but take a slight breath.

He didn't expect that this Blood Demon Remnant was the deepest hidden among all of them, and he actually had the strength to challenge the eighth layer, which means that his hole cards were still above the Lang Evil Holy Son of the Sun God Body!

"A weird and powerful guy!"

Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, calmed down a somewhat floating mood, slowly approached the dark gate, exhaled deeply, and his whole body ignited with surging battle intent, and stepped in.

There was another sense of vanity like a cloud, and after a while, it fell to the ground, and there was a heat under his feet, and a monstrous heat came to his face.

What comes into view is an endless earthy desert, the scorching sun is high, the sand grains are shining, reflecting the golden light, the heat is rising, and the vision of Feng Hao is also a little distorted.

Before Feng Hao could take a closer look, a sense of crisis surged from the bottom of his heart, making his hair stand on end, and his nose smelled a fishy smell.

"Huh!"

Without any hesitation, Feng Hao stepped out, and his figure appeared at a height of 100 meters away, and where he was standing, a thirty-meter-long scorpion-shaped beast came out of the yellow sand, a pair of ghostly eyes, staring at Feng Hao standing in the air, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, as if he was wondering why this prey suddenly disappeared.

It is covered with thick shell armor, black and shiny, like iron cast in copper, reflecting strong light, dazzling and painful, a pair of large pincers are more than ten meters long, above the double pincers, the cold light is shining, preying people's hearts, Feng Hao does not seem to doubt that this pair of pincers can easily tear himself in half.

Eight long legs, each of which is more than ten meters, like eight steel knives, the cold light is shining, the most terrifying is the barb on the tail that is more than 20 meters long, it is really like the sickle in the hand of the god of death, it is black, black and steaming, and it will make people tremble at a glance.

"Whew!"

Its eight long legs moved quickly, turning into an afterimage, and its tail more than twenty meters long, as fast as lightning, with a piercing sound of breaking the sky, whistled directly towards Feng Hao's chest.

"Huh!"

Feng Hao took a step sideways, stepped on the void, and moved a hundred meters sideways again, dodging the deadly attack.

Looking at the black scorpion that looked like a fierce god, there was cold sweat on his forehead, his palms were oozing with water, and a touch of happiness flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, I can step on the void, otherwise, just two times just now, there is absolutely no possibility of being spared!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The black scorpion failed to strike a blow, and burst out again, shaped like lightning, and the long tail raised a series of afterimages, and quickly threw it towards Feng Hao, making a fatal move!

"Whew!"

Feng Hao kept stepping on the void, dodging the black scorpion's attacks again and again, and began to distance himself.

There is no trace of the sweep, one step of a hundred meters, the black scorpion can not accurately catch the traces of Feng Hao, can only keep moving, crazy pursuit, the scene is full of yellow sand, the originally flat desert is a mess.

Feng Hao had already adjusted from the panic at the beginning, his eyes were calm, and at this time, he had already opened a distance of three or four hundred meters from the black scorpion, which was considered very safe.

"Excalibur!"

As soon as his mind moved, the imperial soldier who was in the whirlpool of Wu Yuan was summoned, and appeared directly on Feng Hao's right hand, Emperor Yun flickered, rippling out a breath that snatched people's hearts, and even the black scorpion figure that had been chasing Feng Hao below was also stunned, looking at the Divine Sword, its eyes were full of fear.

"Angry!"

The god-killing sword trembled slightly, emitting a sonorous sound, and a faint emperor rhyme swept away, as if announcing its existence to the world!

It is an imperial soldier, it has long been psychic, it represents the extreme, it does not allow anyone and everything to ignore its own existence!

But now, Feng Hao can't exert his true power

"Squeak!"

The black scorpion just wanted to retreat, as if it thought of something, its body trembled without a trace, opened its mouth full of fishy smell, and the harsh sound came out of its mouth, its eyes showed a fierce light, its eight legs turned into afterimages, moving rapidly, the tail of dozens of meters long whistled and swept away, and the sharp sound of breaking the air pierced the space, snatching people's hearts.

"Huh!"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth bent slightly, and when the black scorpion was close to a hundred meters or so, his eyes flashed, and he stepped out, and in the next second, he appeared directly on the left side of the black scorpion, and the god-killing sword in his hand did not hesitate to slash towards one of the black scorpion's legs.

"Whew!"

Just like cutting tofu, without any sense of obstruction, the long legs of the black scorpion were thrown directly, and the black and smelly blood splattered out, shooting up more than ten meters high.

"Huh!"

With one successful blow, Feng Hao was not greedy for merit, holding the dragon horn in one hand, he took several steps in a row, and appeared at a height of several hundred meters in the air.

"Squeak!"

The piercing screams resounded continuously, one foot was chopped, the black scorpion was like crazy, and the remaining seven long legs, a pair of pincers, and a long tail, like ten steel knives, slashed frantically around, cutting out bottomless traces of the surrounding desert, a mess.

"Whew!"

Looking at the black scorpion struggling frantically below, Feng Hao exhaled slightly, if he had to have the slightest greed for merit just now, he would have been killed on the spot at this time.

"Whoa!"

The purple pupils lit up, and he could see the traces of the black scorpion's movement more clearly, looking for flaws, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Squeak!"

The black scorpion soon spotted Feng Hao in the sky, and suddenly, one of its eyes turned red, and its mouth made a piercing sound, and its seven long legs were like installing a spring, and with a violent kick, it jumped high, and in a fierce whistling sound, it pounced towards Feng Hao with teeth and claws, and the cold light flickered, vowing to cut it under the pincers.

Feng Hao didn't have the mentality of rushing to succeed, his eyes were purple, constantly dodging, and he was always looking for a suitable time to do it.

This black scorpion has cultivated so much that it has three layers in the four realms of Wuzun, plus a shell armor that is invulnerable to swords, and it is also highly poisonous, and it is also a top existence among the desolate beasts in the peak realm of Wuzun!

If the Lang Evil Holy Son had chosen the ninth layer, I am afraid that there would only be one way to fall!

"The Great Sage of Zhantian won't choose all the top desolate beasts, right?"

The corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but be a little worried about Yan Qing in his heart.

"Whew!"

In a moment's distraction, the cold light struck, cutting through the robe on Feng Hao's chest, bringing out a little bloodstain, so that he didn't dare to be distracted anymore, and dealt with the black scorpion in front of him wholeheartedly.