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There was no need for Ling Hao to answer her, so he ignored her.

He didn't even look at her.

This almost made all the demonic cultivators fly into a rage.

Mysterious and mysterious were the beauties of the demon race. Normally, there were many cultivators chasing after her, but they had to line up from the south to the north.

This brat actually dared to ignore the characters of the goddess?

However, when they saw Yang Lingzhi at Ling Hao's side, countless people were dumbstruck. Just now, they didn't carefully look at her and only focused on the Demon Imperial Palace, but now that they saw the devastatingly beautiful Yang Linglong, they were speechless in their hearts. Indeed, with such a beautiful woman by his side, why would they be so warm and mysterious like them?

Just as the mystery of the situation was about to erupt with rage, a youth with a folding fan walked out from behind them. His body was like a green snake, and his physique was also that of a king!

People made way for him when they saw him.

They could not afford to offend a king!

Not only that, this person was also a genius of the Azure Serpent Clan.

Walking towards Qin Wentian, she smiled as she spoke, "Fairy Qingmei, since you are so beautiful, why do you have to go against such an ant?"

Hearing these warm words, Mystic One's countenance turned even more pleasant. Although she wasn't too familiar with Qin Wentian, which woman didn't like to be praised by others?

Sweeping his gaze across the crowd, his eyes finally landed on Ling Hao.

"Haha, this brat has suffered. Who asked him to boast so shamelessly."

"That's right, Qin Wentian has a king's physique. From what I can see, this fellow's aura is shallow, clearly indicating that he's a cripple."

"A human who comes to our Demon Area's Burying Demon Mountain is courting death!"

The demonic cultivators clamored at the same time. Indeed, there were very few demonic territories. When human cultivators came, they came. They acted as if they understood everything. This made many people uncomfortable. After all, they were the aboriginals.

If one didn't understand it as well as a human, it would make people laugh their teeth out when they heard it.

Ling Hao stared at Green Snake, "Don't look at me with those eyes of yours, I'm a little disgusted."

The gaze she shot towards Qin Wentian earlier was filled with amusement, as though she was looking at an ant.

"That's how I look at you, what's wrong?"

Sneering coldly towards Wentian, he waved his fan. He had just realised that this brat was rather arrogant.

He was the king, envied by so many people, revered by so many!

Immediately, without waiting for Ling Hao to make a move, his body rapidly moved forward, the blood qi around his body churning as multicolored mist curled around him.

"This brat deserves to die. This is the Blood God's Art of the Green Serpent Clan."

"If he wants to stir up trouble, who will die if he doesn't?"

Yang Linglong was not worried about Ling Hao at all. How many times had he encountered this kind of scene? If Ling Hao was afraid, he would immediately turn around and leave. And if he stood here safely, that would be more than enough to deal with Green Snake.

He hurriedly stood in front of Ling Hao to protect him. After all, this was Tiger King, the White Tiger's brother, and as his subordinate, he had to protect Tiger King's brother.

"Don't attack!"

The Raging Flames Tiger hadn't even finished speaking, and Ling Hao didn't even have the time to pull him away before his body was sent flying.

Smoke filled the air around Qin Wentian, causing him to look like a god of war. He laughed coldly, "A bunch of ants!" What qualifications do you have to speak so arrogantly here? "

Mysterious and proud, she looked at Ling Hao. He was just a youth, and there was someone willing to stand up for her with a wave of her hand.

Ling Hao helped up the Raging Flaming Tiger, and saw that its chest was stained with blood, which he handed over to Yang Linglong to take care of.

His figure disappeared from the eyes of the crowd. In that instant, he had already disappeared somewhere.

Everyone stared dumbstruck at the spot where Ling Hao was standing just a moment ago.

"What's going on?"

Mysterious and unpredictable, she surveyed her surroundings. Instinct told her that things were not as simple as she thought.

Qin Wentian's heart trembled, he only felt a chill in his heart, as though a deity was staring at him.

Before he could turn around, he felt a gust of wind in front of him. Then, his neck turned cold and scalding blood spurted out!

In a split-second, a fishy smell assaulted his nostrils!

Everyone saw the blood streak fly out. Before they could recover from their shock, they realized that the youth in white was already standing in his original spot.

Within the short span of a few breaths.

In the end, the King's Body on the ground didn't even close its eyes as the blood flow continued to spread further and further. Its two empty eyes stared at the pure white skies.

Before his life disappeared, he did not even know where Ling Hao had come from. If he knew this was the result, he would not have offended Ling Hao even if he were beaten to death.

A chill ran down her spine. The King's Body died just like that?

She knew that Qin Wentian's cultivation base was at the peak of the Sun Moon, the same as her, a half-step Dao Sovereign.

In other words, if this youth were to kill her, it would only take a few breaths of time.

Thinking up to here, she did not say a single word. As expected, human experts were unpredictable!

The surrounding audience was completely silent.

Ling Hao also didn't want to care about this. A fly buzzing on your face, no need to talk any nonsense, just slapping it to death was better. He didn't need to worry about the fly's turbid blood splattering on your face, as that would be more comfortable than buzzing.

Right now in the sky, the descendants of the six great disciples were constantly fighting with the temple's temple master, the rumbling of thunder, and the waves of buddhist chanting. At this moment, it was hard to tell who was stronger.

The demons watching from the outside couldn't help but feel impatient. The Holy Demon Race was the direct bloodline of the Abyss Demon Emperor, they had been eyeing the treasures inside for a long time. Seeing this situation, they couldn't help but feel anxious.

At this time, a young man rushed into the sky, holding a shiny long blade, and madly hacked at the Crossing Clouds Zen Master. At this time, a young man rushed into the sky, holding a shiny long blade, and madly hacked at the Crossing Clouds Zen Master, who was currently fighting fiercely with the six people.