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The thick tentacles covered with suction cups swept by and hit Lin Hao's waist suddenly, which made his painful eyes suddenly clear and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment.

But at the moment when the ice thorn broke, he had twisted his wrist to make the sword point towards the direction of the tentacle. At this moment, although the other side directly pulled him out, Lin Hao fell on the snow again, and even slipped more than ten meters away under the impact of the huge force.

But in this way, the Dragon chanting sword didn't need Lin Hao's strength, it had penetrated into the other side's skin.

Although for such a huge tentacle, the long and narrow body of the sword is like an injection on the human body, which is not much damage, but the pain is also real pain, and the splashed blue blood has soaked half of Lin Hao's body.

The Eight Legged stone dwelling was obviously angry. His bloody tentacles were raised high again, and then the other three tentacles were suddenly drawn towards Lin Hao. He wanted to clap the human into four parts, and then put the other person into his body with a sucker to absorb the power of Qinglong's blood.

No matter in strength or shape, this thing is no longer the so-called Demon Lord. Like Lin Hao, it is a demon with half a foot stepping into the ranks of Emperor Wu. Therefore, it did not hesitate to appear from the deep water in an attempt to take the position of demon emperor.

What's more, two tentacles slapping left and right is enough to make it difficult for Lin Hao now. Just now, the blow came and tore a huge wound on his back.

The red human blood and the blue eight wrists stone house blood mixed together and dyed the white robe in a mess. From a distance, it seemed that a snowman was injured.

The wings of the firefly and thunder were even snapped at a corner, half of the colors were dim, and when they were flapping, they felt powerless.

But the four tentacles have swept face to face, and the injured one is the blue snow splashed all over the ground, as if it had fallen frost by air, which makes the blue snow have a kind of soul stirring beauty.

In a hurry, Lin Hao had no choice but to snap down and let the snow sink into a big hole with a crash. The ice under him suddenly burst open, exposing the dark water.

His heart was cold, and the natural fear of the deep sea made Lin Hao's hair stand up, and his scalp began to feel numb.

But in this case, he can't think too much. He can only take a breath, close his eyes, plunge into the water, let his tentacles wipe his head, and suddenly sweep over, hit the ice heavily, let the snow follow Lin Hao and fall into the cold water.

The water pressure and darkness stirred Lin Hao's heart violently. The sharp toothed flying fish and giant beasts he had seen before were vivid and clear. As soon as he fell into the water, he quickly headed upstream.

But he still opened his eyes. As all the famous warning stories say, it was the curiosity that killed the cat. But Lin Hao opened his eyes and looked into the deep water when he was about to get out of the water.

The hot and bright sunlight couldn't penetrate the thick ice and snow, making the deep sea shine with golden light. But through the small hole, Lin Hao saw the dense fish under his body with the help of a few tiny rays of light.