Chapter 1436: The 4th Punch, Demon Slayer!

At the critical moment, Meng Hao suddenly raised his right hand and punched forward!

It was the Destroyer!

After punching out, he was unable to shake the void. Meng Hao then threw the second punch and became a demon. Until the third punch, he killed the god. The three punches shocked the sky. It seemed that they were thrown three times, but they strangely broke out at the same time, roaring in all directions, forcing him to be forced into the state of nothingness. At this moment, he was interrupted and took a step forward, separating directly from the void.

Almost at the moment of his separation, the void behind him collapsed, shattered directly, and was completely torn apart.

As it was torn apart, a violent force rose again and appeared around Meng Hao. It was still... the power of tearing the sky.

It seemed that it would never stop unless Meng Hao was torn apart!

Meng Hao dodged again, but the power of tearing the sky followed him like a shadow, constantly approaching, causing the void around Meng Hao to continue to collapse and collapse. Gradually, he seemed to have nowhere to hide.

This scene made Shangguan Hong and others below gasp, their expressions extremely solemn. It was not that they had not seen the Nine Source Peak take action before, and every time they saw it, they felt their own fragility.

Seeing that Meng Hao had no way to escape here, the young man in the golden robe returned to the eight directions with a murderous voice.

"Not dead yet!!" As soon as he spoke, his hands were filled with endless golden light, tearing the sky again.

Amidst the roar, the crisis of life and death broke out instantly. At this critical moment, Meng Hao was not afraid at all, but used this life and death to stimulate the inheritance of Shui Dongliu that he had obtained.

"Three punches of the God of Killing are not enough, I need... the fourth punch, or even the fifth punch!!" Countless thoughts turned around in Meng Hao's mind in an instant, and at the same time, too many deductions flashed directly in his eyes.

"One punch kills life, two punches sacrifice one's life, three punches kill gods, then the fourth punch... should be to slay demons!"

"Demons are like the night, and the fist of slaying demons is like dispelling the night!" Meng Hao's breathing was rapid. The magical power of the Sixth Supreme appeared in his mind, and his own insights over the years also emerged. Then, combined with some of the techniques in Shui Dongliu's inheritance, gradually, an outline appeared in his mind.

There was no time to think about it. At the moment when the nothingness around him was torn apart again, Meng Hao raised his right hand and clenched his fist fiercely!

"The fourth punch, slay demons!" Meng Hao roared, and his right hand suddenly fell. At the moment when the fourth punch fell, black ripples spread out from his fist. The ripples spread around in the blink of an eye and merged into the nothingness, which actually made his eight directions, at this moment, directly become the color of the night!

When it was completely dark, light was born in his fist!

It was not white light, but red light, as if it had peeled off the skin of the night and revealed the flesh and blood of the night. This was the fourth punch of slaying demons that Meng Hao had realized at this moment!

It is not to dispel the night with the power of the early sun, but to pull off the skin of the night and expose its flesh and blood. Only in this way can it be considered a slaughter!

Amidst the roar, this light suddenly spread out. Wherever it passed, the night seemed to be skinned. While shocking everyone, the entire night collapsed, along with the sky-tearing method of the golden-robed boy, which was directly disintegrated at this moment. When Meng Hao's fourth punch fell during the roar, the golden light of the golden-robed boy's hands seemed to be deprived of light and skinned alive!

When the loud noise suddenly echoed, the golden-robed boy made a shrill sound, his hands trembled, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body subconsciously retreated.

When he looked up, there was even a trace of disbelief in his eyes.

"What kind of magical power is this!!" He was horrified. This sky-tearing was one of his trump cards. Although it had been broken by others before, it was the first time that it was broken like this! !

In the past, it was forcibly blasted open, but now, it seems to be cracked directly from the essence, which is completely different!

Almost at the same time when the golden-robed boy retreated, Meng Hao came out of the dark void, with a surging fighting spirit on his body, and a red light flashing in his eyes. As he took a step, every step he took made the surrounding void vibrate.

"You have also used your magical powers several times. Now it's my turn." While Meng Hao was speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed at the golden-robed boy. With this finger, the forbidden method of the demon-sealing lineage suddenly unfolded, which was the eighth forbidden method!

With this forbidden method, the space was immediately imprisoned. The golden-robed boy's expression changed. For the first time, a strong sense of crisis appeared in his heart. This crisis came from the magical power that Meng Hao unfolded.

Without any hesitation, a gleam of brilliance appeared in the golden-robed boy's eyes. He was extremely decisive. He bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into a bloody mark in front of him. After flying out, it fell directly on his forehead.

With a bang, a breath of earth-shaking aura burst out from the golden-robed boy. In this explosion, countless thunders suddenly appeared around him, and lightning appeared out of thin air. Those lightnings were all golden!

This is golden thunder, and even more golden calamity!

At the same time, the blood-colored ancient text seemed to carry some kind of ancient vicissitudes, containing infinite years, as if it was born before endless time. At the moment of appearance, it actually mobilized the vast power outside this underworld palace, causing the sky to roll, and pieces of fog roared down.

Outside this underworld palace, you can see the vastness of a certain range around it, rolling together at this moment, and with the rolling, it instantly condensed towards the underworld palace.

In the blink of an eye, those vastness seemed to forcibly tear open the barrier here, and after appearing around the golden-robed boy, the fog rolled and condensed into more golden lightning!

"My ninth origin is the vast calamity thunder. It is the result of my countless years of comprehending the thunder calamity and swallowing the vastness. Even if I transcend and become the source of Tao, I can transform into the thunder calamity in the vastness. From now on, the endless existence in the vastness will be in awe of this thunder calamity!" The golden-robed boy suddenly spoke, raised his hands and waved them. The thunder calamities around him became more and more. When they rolled around with a roar, they revealed the breath of his ninth origin!

Meng Hao's eyes shrank. He felt the strength of the golden-robed boy's ninth origin, and even felt its horror. Faintly, he seemed to have a vague sense of some will on those thunders!

He didn't know why, at this moment, what emerged in his mind was actually the mural in the underground passage, and he thought of Luo Tian who destroyed the world with one finger in that picture!

And now, this thunder finger is different from Luo Tian's finger in the picture that Meng Hao saw, but it has a similar breath! !

"The thunder tribulation is coming, the Nine Origins will kill!" The young man in the golden robe roared to the sky, raised his hands, and pointed at Meng Hao fiercely. Immediately, the vast thunder formed by his ninth origin roared at this moment, and countless thunder and lightning condensed together, suddenly turning into a golden finger that shook the earth, rolling with mist, and flew towards Meng Hao in an instant.

The earth trembled, and the sky lost its luster!