Tang Hao was shocked when he saw the finger.
This was an attack from an 8th tribulation expert. With his current strength of 500 immortal blood points, he still couldn't block it.
Moreover, before the finger reached him, a monstrous demonic Qi surged over, pressing down on his soul and making him unable to move.
"Not good!"
Tang Hao exclaimed in his mind.
If he was hit by this finger, he would die without a doubt.
He immediately activated the immortal blood in his body to resist the opponent's pressure.
When the demon Emperor saw this, he couldn't help but snort coldly, his eyes revealing a look of contempt.
In front of him, an eighth tribulation expert, any struggle of this brat was in vain.
"Hmph! You little brat, who told you to provoke me!"
The old demonic Dragon sneered, his face full of satisfaction.
He could already see the scene of this brat's soul being destroyed by senior demon Emperor's finger.
"It's not enough!"
