Heaven Devouring Hou no longer uses the light beam.
It uses claws.
Three intact giant claws lifted off the ground at the same time, and the entire body rose into the air. The healed severed limb swung feebly in the air, and a huge shadow fell down, blocking the skylight above Fang Mo.
Fang Mo took two steps back, not to hide, but to get out of the way of Heaven Devouring Hou's landing.
Three claws hit Prison Suppressor Patterns. The ground withstood it, but the light of the lines dimmed by 30%.
The soles of Fang Mo's feet slipped half an inch on the ground, and the feedback from the soles of their feet was very clear. The pure physical strength of this beast was even more arrogant than Dharma Aspect Realm's.
Heaven Devouring Hou didn't give him time to think. His left front paw swept over, and the six toe claws pulled out six gray claw marks in the air. Each claw mark was wide enough to cut through a three-story attic.
Fang Mo lowered his body and slid through the bottom of his claws. God Slaying Saber gave an upward lift the moment he passed.
The dragon pattern glowed, and the blade cut into the scales of Heaven Devouring Hou's feet.
Sparks flew everywhere.
The blade of the knife slipped and did not cut in.
Fang Mo turned his body over in a gliding posture, stood firm, and glanced at the knife edge.
There was no curling blade, but it couldn't break the scale either.
"Hard."
The voice of Nian Nu'er came from Sea of Consciousness, with a hint of uneasiness.
"My lord, this thing's scales have the constitution of Ancient Variant. It can't be split by just Geng Gold. You have to find a gap."
"Where is the gap?"
"The intersection of the scales on the abdomen, the base of the spikes on the back, and the line from the jaw to the throat."
"You didn't tell me earlier."
"The last time the poor family saw this thing was tens of thousands of years ago, so I have to go through the memory."
Fang Mo didn't answer anymore, and turned his body to the left. Heaven Devouring Hou's second claw had already been slapped down, hitting the spot where he was standing just now, and the texture of the ground was shattered under that palm.
On the beast's back, White-Haired Thing never made a move, just stood there and watched.
Rust-Armored Thing didn't move, squatting on the animal's spine, its two white eyes looking in an unknown direction.
Fang Mo sided away from Heaven Devouring Hou's third blow and looked back at the two things.
"You two don't plan to come down? Are you just going to watch like this?"
White-Haired Thing spoke, and the voice fell from a high place.
"There's no need for us to come down, this thing is enough to keep you busy."
"Enough to keep me busy?" Fang Mo sneered, "You spent Three Hundred Years of Essence Blood to feed the beasts, and this is all you have?"
White-Haired Thing's expression did not change.
"You must live for ten breaths before you talk nonsense."
Seventh Breath.
Heaven Devouring Hou's deep throat lit up with Crimson light again. This time it was not a beam of light, but a more concentrated ball of energy, accumulated between the teeth, getting brighter and denser.
Fang Mo felt the pressure of that energy.
It was at least three times stronger than the light beam just now.
He didn't choose to block hard.
"Nian Nu'er, of the three positions you mentioned, the line from the jaw to the throat is closest to me."
"My lord, are you crazy? It is gathering strength. Are you going to put it in its mouth?"
"If I don't get close to him, the light screen won't be able to withstand the second shot it fires."
Nian Nu'er was silent for a moment.
"The line is on the left side of the lower jaw, at the junction of the third and fourth scales. You can see a gap about two fingers wide."
Fang Mo didn't hesitate.
Ember Emotion Soaring Step activated, Seven Emotions Karma Fire bloomed on the soles of his feet, and his figure turned into a gray shadow in the Crimson-colored light, flying upward against Heaven Devouring Hou's abdomen.
Heaven Devouring Hou felt his approach, Crimson's eyes sank, and the energy ball in his mouth spurted out in advance.
It's not sprayed at Fang Mo, it's sprayed at the ground.
Boom.
The stone road at Fang Mo's feet was blasted into a Big Pit ten feet in diameter. The gravel and flames engulfed his gray shadow.
White-Haired Thing looked at the flame, his paper-like face unchanged.
"Dead?"
Not dead.
The gray shadow came out of the gap in the flames. Half of Fang Mo's robe was burned off, revealing Silkworm Silk Inner Armor underneath. There were burn marks on the silk armor surface, but it was not damaged.
He climbed all the way up against the scales on Heaven Devouring Hou's abdomen, stepped on the gaps in the scales with his feet, Borrowing Strength, and turned God Slaying Saber over in his right hand, with the tip of the knife facing down.
Heaven Devouring Hou's lower jaw is located two feet above the head.
The third scale.
The fourth scale.
The gap at the junction.
Fang Mo poured all the Geng Gold Killing Aura from his body into God Slaying Saber. The dragon patterns on the blade surged crazily and let out a low dragon roar. He thrust the knife into the two-finger-wide gap.
The tip of the knife penetrated the flesh.
Heaven Devouring Hou let out an ear-splitting roar and whipped his head. Fang Mo was thrown away, but God Slaying Saber was still stuck in the gap. Geng Gold Killing Aura poured out from the knife edge and wreaked havoc on the wound. The edges of the dark gray scales were burnt black by Sha Qi.
Fang Mo turned two somersaults in the air, landed on the ground, and slid out a foot away.
He stood up with empty hands.
God Slaying Saber is also inserted into the lower jaw of Heaven Devouring Hou.
Heaven Devouring Hou was so mad with pain that it scratched the ground with its three claws, trying to use its front paws to pick off the knife on its lower jaw, but it couldn't reach that position. The more it clawed, the brighter the dragon pattern on the handle of the knife bloomed, and Geng Gold Killing Aura dug deep into the wound as if it had grown a root.
White-Haired Thing finally jumped off the beast's back.
It's not because of Fang Mo, it's because he's afraid that Heaven Devouring Hou will go crazy and throw himself away.
Rust-Armored Thing also jumped down and landed next to the white hair. His two white eyes finally had focus, staring at Fang Mo.
"Old Li, this guy's knife is not simple."
"I saw it." White-Haired Thing stared at Fang Mo's empty right hand, "Dragon Slaying Sword's fragments, he used them to cast a new one."
"Dragon Slaying Sword of Taizu?"
"That's it."
Rust-Armored Thing was silent for two breaths.
"Does the knife recognize him?"
White-Haired Thing did not answer, but looked away from Fang Mo and looked at the door of Heavenly Prison.
Fang Mo stood among the scorched earth, with his right hand free. He looked at the wound on Heaven Devouring Hou's jaw that was still bleeding, and raised his left hand.
He snapped his fingers in the direction of Heavenly Prison.
"Wumian."
Heavenly Prison In the gap sealed by Mystic Yellow Light Screen behind the gate, an absolutely black shadow poured out from the gap.
Three Wumian heads emerged in the air, six arms slowly unfolded, and an absolutely oppressive aura spread out in front of the Heavenly Prison door.
White-Haired Thing's pupils finally shrank.
"What is this."
Fang Mo took a step back and gave up his position.
"Your opponent."
Wumian did not wait for the order, and the top two of the six arms flew towards the white horse that had just landed on the beast's back, and the remaining four stretched in the direction of Heaven Devouring Hou. Dark black air flow spurted out from the ends of the arms, wrapped in an unreasonable primitive violence.
Rust-Armored Thing raised his arms, which were so rusted that they were stuck to the flesh, and stood in front of Baifa.
Wumian's fist hit the rusty arm armor.
Rust-Armored Thing was hit and slid back three feet, his legs dragged two deep grooves on the stone road, and the rust on the armor that had grown together with the flesh shattered into pieces under the blow.
Rust-Armored Thing put down his two rusty arms and looked down at the place where his nails had fallen off, revealing the blue-black blood vessels and dry muscles underneath.
He chuckled.
"Old Li, this thing is quite powerful."
White-Haired Thing has retreated behind Heaven Devouring Hou, looking down at Wumian's three heads and six arms from a high place.
"That's Divine Fetus, False God Embryo."
"Emperor Palace that one?"
"No, that bastard Heavenly Prison raised it himself."
Wumian did not stop. The second round of attacks had already arrived. Two of the six arms swept towards Rust-Armored Thing. The dark black air flow rolled out a black storm in the air, sucking in all the rubble within a five-foot radius and grinding it into powder.
Rust-Armored Thing did not block this time and took a step sideways.
He was faster than Wumian, but Wumian's attack range was too large. The space covered by the six arms made it impossible for him to retreat. The third punch came shortly after, hitting his shoulder armor and smashing half of his body into the stone road.
Debris splattered everywhere.
Qian Dagui poked half of his head out from behind the threshold of Heavenly Prison, saw Rust-Armored Thing being smashed into the ground by Wumian, and saw Wumian turning its three faceless heads and swooping down in the direction of the rusty armor.
"Old Yan, can you beat the master Wumian?"
Old Yan leaned against the door frame and squinted.
"That old monster in Rusty Armor is Martial Cultivator Path Among Half-step Dharma Aspect. He is incredibly strong physically, but the guy in charge is unreasonable and crushes him with brute force."
Qian Dagui looked at it for a while.
"What about the one with white hair?"
Old Yan did not answer because White-Haired Thing moved.
A very thin white silk thread shot out from Baifa's fingertips. This time it was not a test, but seven threads shot out at the same time. Each one was wrapped with an ancient and sharp Law Fluctuations, and it pierced the three heads of Wumian.
The bottom two arms of Wumian rolled up, and the dark black airflow condensed into a black shield at the end of the arms, blocking the five threads, but two of them went around from the side, one pierced Wumian's left shoulder, and the other penetrated from the ribs on the right side.
Wumian's body trembled under the piercing of those two silk threads.
Fang Mo stood behind, watching this scene.
"Nian Nu'er."
"The poor family saw it. The white-haired silk thread carries Eroding Law, which can corrode things on the Divine Soul level."
"Wumian Can you hold on?"
"It can hold up in a short period of time, but it's hard to say if it takes a long time. It's just born and Divine Soul is not stable enough."
Fang Mo stretched out his right hand and held it in the direction of Heaven Devouring Hou's jaw. God Slaying Saber buzzed in the distance, pulled it out of the wound, and flew back to Fang Mo's hand with a string of dark red Blood Bead.
He held the handle of the knife and glanced in the direction of the white hair.
White-Haired Thing is also looking at him.
"How long can that thing under your hand last?"
Fang Mo shook off the blood on God Slaying Saber.
"You don't have to worry about this. What you should worry about is yourself."
He took a step forward, and the Prison Suppressor Patterns under his feet extended with his steps, and dark golden waves covered the distance between him and Heaven Devouring Hou.
"You two old guys can just be spectators. I want this beast."