The six-headed snake felt the danger, and two of the heads slightly turned and avoided them. Only the second wind-attribute head on the right could not be avoided. It was pressed heavily on the ground by a golden stone tablet and could not move.

Li Hao took a deep breath and immediately unsealed the seal of the Domine Dragon Spear. A fierce energy red dragon broke through the gun and rushed towards the six-headed snake.

During his lifetime, the Red Dragon was a combat dragon among the dragon clan, and his strength was second only to several noble dragons such as the Golden Dragon and White Dragon. At this moment, even if there was only the essence energy left, it should not be underestimated. With one claw, it attacked more than Li Hao himself, and successfully entangled the head of the thunder attribute snake.

"Splitting the Sky Thorn!" Lin Fenghan's second wave of attack arrived, and the Demon-Slaying Sword changed from slash to prick, piercing out dozens of times in the air, and the sound of puff popping continued.

After dozens of stabs, the six-headed snake's blood volume was reduced by about 200,000 again.

Roar, since the six-headed snake was stunned by Lin Fenghan's silent waves, it has been in a passive state. How could it not be angry? The five snake heads that could move were still roaring wildly.

"Be careful." Lin Fenghan used the star core gravity with his left hand, and led the six-headed snake to attack Li Hao's snake head. Suddenly, a place next to Li Hao frozen into frost.

Li Hao was shocked and immediately smiled at Lin Fenghan and said, "Thank you!"

Lin Fenghan said to the three people: "You can deal with the three snake heads, and I will deal with the remaining two." The suppressed snake head could not move, so it could not be a threat. Now the threat is the other five snake heads.

In this way, Li Hao and the red dragon released by him besieged the thunder-attributed snake head. Chen Mo dealt with the snake head on the left and Gao Ming dealt with the ice-attributed snake head. Lin Fenghan's opponent was the fire-attributed snake head and the snake head on the right, and the battle went on in an orderly manner.

The clever thorns are really powerful and can cause damage every time you breathe.

Li Hao and the Energy Red Dragon can also consume each other with each breath.

Chen Mo suppressed the wind-attributed snake head by him, reducing the burden on everyone.

When Lin Fenghan competes with one or two, it is three times that of several people.

During this period, the six-headed snake exploded several times, but it was just a dying struggle. Half an hour later, the fierce and powerful six-headed snake was suppressed to death.

"I'm too stingy, so I've found dozens of star gems." Li Hao gasped heavily and said depressedly.

Lin Fenghan said lightly: "Maybe we used up our luck before."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Don't be unsatisfied. A mid-level holy weapon will make a lot of money. When we hit the eighth level, we will have at least 60 million low-level spirit crystals, which is several times better than before."

"By the way, I'll get 900 points to fight a six-headed snake. Where are you?" Li Hao asked.

"I got 1,300 points." Dream Beast's points are allocated according to their contributions, and Chen Mo's suppression of a snake's head is also a great contribution.

Gao Ming said: "One thousand six hundred points."

Lin Fenghan said: "I get two thousand six."

"I have always made the smallest contribution to destroying the dream beast, so I have to go to the eighth level to make a little profit." Li Hao smiled.

After finding the ladder, everyone soon arrived at the eighth floor.

Because of the fact that the true power is too consumed, Lin Fenghan put away the Demon-Slaying Sword. When the attack power is greatly reduced, he can only kill a rat monster six or seven times.

After more than thirty hours, the eighth floor was empty except for the dream beast.

At this time, Lin Fenghan's points had exceeded 200,000, reaching 235,000, Chen Mo was 143,000, Li Hao was 145,000, and Gao Ming was 139,000.

"I haven't tried the eighth-level dream beast, I don't know how powerful it is." Li Hao was very nervous, and even had the urge to go back.

Like Li Hao, Chen Mo and Gao Ming were hesitating whether to fight the eighth-level dream beast. After all, the mortality rate of passers-by exceeded 90%, which is why there are fewer people fighting the eighth-level dream beast. Otherwise, it would be normal for the mortality rate to reach more than 95%.

With the Nine Tribulation Eyes, Lin Fenghan easily saw a golden rat monster that was several feet away tens of thousands of feet away. His head was pointed and his tail was extremely long, like a shuttle.

"Swoosh" the golden rat monster rushed from the palace to the lamp above the head, and the speed was much faster than anyone present.

After his scalp numb, Lin Fenghan put away his Nine Tribulation Eyes and said to the three of them: "Forget it, let's go back! I can only guarantee that I will not die, I can't guarantee that I will not die." The golden rat monster was too fast. Even if he had a defensive weapon on his body, Lin Fenghan could only guarantee that he would not die, let alone the three of them.

"I'm satisfied that I can reach the eighth level, go back!" Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed.

Returning to the first floor palace portal, the moment Lin Fenghan walked into the light curtain, a voice came out, your record entered the list, please report the title of Emperor.

Lin Fenghan thought about it and decided to use the title of Demon-Slaying Emperor.

In the main hall of Chihuo City, Lin Fenghan and the other four walked out of it.

"See if my record has entered the list, God bless you." Li Hao ran towards the crystal bulletin board.

Lin Fenghan followed with a smile.

What disappointed Li Hao was that he still did not make the list, neither did Gao Ming and Chen Mo.

Lin Fenghan looked carefully and saw that the title of Demon-Slaying Emperor was ranked 43rd on the Tiandu Continent's record list, with a record of 24,200.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, what is your title of Emperor? How many?" Lin Fenghan was on the list, and his position was definitely in front, and Li Hao and his friends cast curious eyes.

Lin Fenghan said: "The 43rd place is pretty good." Although the record does not completely equal strength, it is a positive proportional relationship with strength.

"This is pretty good. The record can rank 43rd, and the strength can definitely rank in the top 100 in the Tiandu Continent. You should know that there are nearly 300 emperors in the northwest region alone. It is certain that the emperors in the entire Tiandu Continent are over 2,000." Although Li Hao's record is close to 100, the lower the record, the smaller the gap between each other. It is possible that the difference between the 150th and 500th is less than 1,000th. Therefore, even if Li Hao's record is 100th, his strength may be beyond 500th.

Lin Fenghan said calmly: "There should be many emperors who have not entered the Sky City."

"There are definitely people like this, but very few. Although some people do not lack holy tools or spiritual crystals, the record list is an honor for them, and they are desperately trying to improve their performance." Chen Mo said.
Chapter completed!