Chapter 428: The Battle of Monsters

Ding Hao, who rushed out of the Flame Mountain Pass, was planning to find a hidden place nearby to regulate his injuries and breathe steadily, but a loud storm came from behind him.

After twisting and looking at it, Ding Hao couldn't help but change his color. A faint black aura was floating, but it swung towards him at an extremely fast speed, which was clearly transformed by the snake-headed monster.

Ding Hao's strength is far less than this snake-headed monster, not to mention that he had just been injured. If he was entangled by the snake-headed monster, it would be a life-and-death situation. So Ding Hao, who was originally planning to stay near the Flame Mountain and wait for the Blood Demon Mountain, couldn't help but roar and flew towards the direction of the Three Continents and One Island.

The strength of the snake-headed monster is unfathomable, and I don’t know why it is practicing. However, because it can speak human words, coupled with Ding Hao’s observation, it should be a hybrid of humans and snakes.

Moreover, this snake-headed monster seemed to have practiced a strange technique, and cultivated its own black energy and scales into its natal magic weapon.

So whether it is the faint black air or the scales on its body, they are extremely powerful and relevant to its life. Just now, in order to seize the two reincarnation fruits, Ding Hao couldn't help but use the Heaven-Defiant Demon Sword to cut off the black line, which has already hurt the snake-headed demon itself.

In addition, he snatched all the reincarnation fruits he originally wanted to get, and it was understandable that this snake-headed monster pursued him desperately.

Fortunately, the rapid flight of the Demon Sword of the Heaven-Demon Sword does not require any real energy to be consumed. It is just related to Ding Hao's cultivation level. The higher the Ding Hao's realm, the faster the Demon Sword of the Heaven-Demon Sword will be. Therefore, even if Ding Hao is injured, he can still fly at the fastest speed.

But after turning around, Ding Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly - the black gas behind him was faster than the Demon Sword.

In a panic, Ding Hao had already made the worst plan and couldn't help but try his best to adjust his breathing energy in order to fight it to the death after the snake-headed monster was chased by it.

"You...you can't escape!"

Even though he was a hundred feet away, Ding Hao could still hear intermittent and fierce voices coming from the black air behind him.

I don’t know how long I had been flying. Just when the black air behind me was about to catch up with Ding Hao, a black cloud pressed over the top, towering into the clouds, like a giant sword plunging upwards, jumping into Ding Hao’s eyes.

Heiyun Mountain - the three holy places for cultivation in the Demon Sect, the Sword and Demon Palace stands on the top of Heiyun Mountain.

Ding Hao said intimately that he should not have died. In ecstasy, he quickly drove towards Heiyun Mountain.

But at this moment, a powerful force was pressed down from the top of his head, and Ding Hao groaned, and was suppressed by this powerful force a hundred feet. The corners of his mouth became sweet, and a small mouth of blood poured into his mouth again. He vomited out with a "pop".

When he was falling, Ding Hao realized that what he pressed down was a small piece of black gas above his head. Another large ball of black gas flew quickly backwards, and the two black gases instantly merged into one.

Then the ugly body of the snake-headed monster appeared from the black air, and his green and vicious eyes stared at Ding Hao, and his body gradually approached Ding Hao from top to bottom.

Three dark scales as big as a palm emitted a faint black aura. They floated out of the snake-headed monster's neck and covered Ding Hao. A huge pressure suddenly appeared, as if three peaks were slowly approaching Ding Hao.

At this time, the power of the seven blood ghost babies had already been absorbed by Ding Hao. The Demon Sword of Defiance turned into a black lightning, and went up first and slashed towards the three scales.

A "bang" sounded loudly. The three scales did not move at all. They were still slowly pressing towards Ding Hao, and the Demon Sword of the Heaven-Refusing Demon Sword suddenly turned around and returned to Ding Hao's hand.

Ding Hao felt his whole body tightening, and he twisted himself with a huge force of pulling pressure, and he could no longer move. Looking sideways, two scales stood on the left and right sides of him, and a scale was shining with a dark and sharp light, slowly rotating around him.

"Give me the fruit...give me the fruit!" The snake-headed monster gradually approached, and the originally extremely stiff voice gradually became clear and fast.

Looking at the snake-headed monster coldly, Ding Hao's heart flashed. Although he couldn't move, Ding Hao did not have the seeming power of resistance.

"Give me the fruit, you... don't you understand people's words?" The snake-headed monster's bloody mouth was covered with sharp teeth, and he spit out human words again, this time it became clearer.

"Haha" a crazy laugh, Ding Hao shouted: "Are you considered a human being?"

The green eyes shone with resentment and no humanity at all. The right hand, which was covered with scales of monsters, suddenly twisted.

The scales circling around Ding Hao, and the continuous movement of the scales suddenly cut off the body from Ding Hao's chest. The piercing pain was like ten thousand ants eating the body, with a slight pain with a numbness, and the waves hit Ding Hao's nerves.

The originally calm state of mind gradually attracted Ding Hao's demonic nature due to the pain.

With a roar, Ding Hao's muscles swelled all over his body, and his body-covered robe broke inch by inch. The eight-winged purple python that hovered with Ding Hao's left arm suddenly swam out and swam straight towards the snake-headed monster.

Halfway through, the huge python body of the eight-winged purple python dozens of feet suddenly revealed its body, and a stinking black liquid mixed with green phosphorus fire sprayed towards the snake-headed monster.

The snake-headed monster said "Huh" and said, "You...you are actually an enemy of me!"

The target of the snake-headed monster's speech was the eight-winged purple python!

The eight-winged purple python continued to attack, but it made a violent "squeak" sound, as if it was answering.

But at this time, Ding Hao was busy controlling his true energy with all his strength in order to break free from the scale armor of the snake-headed monster, so he did not see such an abnormality.

The green light fell from Ding Hao's head like flowing water. As soon as the "Qingming Cauldron" floating above Ding Hao's head suddenly appeared, it turned slowly and seemed to see a fierce aura filled all directions.

After the green light appeared, Ding Hao felt his whole body relaxed, and the scales that bound him to the snake-headed monster had no effect on him, and he returned to the snake-headed monster's body.

As the scales returned, Ding Hao saw the snake-headed monster leaning against the eight-winged purple python, and was punching the eight-winged purple python's back.

The eight-winged purple python twisted violently in pain, and the huge python tail swept across the body of the snake-headed monster one after another, making a huge "slap" sound of impact.

But Ding Hao clearly saw that the purple python, which had evolved to the six-winged one, is no match for the snake-headed monster. Whenever the python tail of the eight-winged purple python swept across the snake-headed monster, the scales on the monster's body would open and close, emitting a faint black aura.

Then the python tail hit the black gas. Although the black gas squeezed and deformed, it did not dissipate. The snake-headed monster only made a sound of roar, but it seemed that it was not seriously injured.

Seeing that the Eight-Winged Purple Python was suffering a great loss, Ding Hao's mind moved and had already sent a signal to the Eight-Winged Purple Python to return.

However, Ding Hao himself used his true energy to move the "Qingming Cauldron" and rushed towards the snake-headed monster.

But to Ding Hao's surprise, although the eight-winged purple python suffered a loss, he did not return after suffering a loss due to his cruel and bloodthirsty personality. He still fought fiercely with the snake-headed monster, as if he was unwilling to retreat even if he died.

He cursed the beast with a low intelligence. Ding Hao planned to use the storage ring later and forcibly arrested the eight-winged purple python and returned. At this time, the "Qingming Cauldron" actually had an abnormal situation.

The "Qingming Cauldron" was like a horse that broke free from the control of Ding Hao. From Ding Hao's sky spirit cover, he rushed towards the snake-headed monster first. The green light that fell was full of fierce and domineering aura.

The swarming true energy was not controlled by Ding Hao and it passed away rapidly, while the light of the "Qingming Cauldron" became increasingly prosperous, covering the snake-headed monster into the green light.

The originally arrogant snake-headed monster was covered by the light of the "Qingming Cauldron". Although it hit left and right, it could not break out of the green light envelope of the "Qingming Cauldron".

The wound that the snake-headed monster originally cracked was getting bigger and bigger under the illumination of the green light. The green liquid "squeaked" into wisps of light smoke, and floated into the "Qingming Cauldron" along the green light.

But Ding Hao himself was not feeling well at this time. When the snake-headed monster rammed left and right and hit the green light shield, Ding Hao felt the same, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer. Blood clots mixed with blood continued to emerge throughout Ding Hao's body, and several blood vessels were not controlled and broken.

The true energy in his body poured into the "Qingming Cauldron" with no chance, and in an instant, eight out of them were gone. Ding Hao was trembling all over, and his whole body was covered with blood, just like a bloody man.

Even so, Ding Hao's heart moved, a white light shone, and the eight-winged purple python was put into the storage ring by Ding Hao. But at this time, Ding Hao felt that his mind was no longer clear.

I don’t know if it was because of the excessive blood loss or the exhaustion of true energy, but Ding Hao felt that this time was the worst injury since his debut. Whether he could save his life is no longer important. What is important is whether he could refine the snake-headed monster covered by the "Qingming Cauldron" to death before his true energy was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted.

But things are against each other. Just when Ding Hao's true energy was exhausted, the "Qingming Cauldron" finally dimmed because of the influx of true energy, and the green light drifted from Ding Hao's head and fell into his body.

Although the snake-headed monster had huge wounds all over his body, it was refined by the "Qingming Cauldron" and was not very similar to the monster. However, before Ding Hao was not clear, he could still feel that it was still alive, looking at him violently and fiercely with his green eyes.
Chapter completed!