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In front of the demon palace and Ling Hao's eyes, the distant memory follows. In ancient times, those bleak years, he was the great emperor of Taihao, who was respected by the eight kingdoms and Six Harmonies!

Today, he is just a monk in the realm of sun and moon, only this demon palace stands in the void, which can be said to be the difference between man and nature.

"What is he doing? It's a pretense! "

"Ha ha, I'm so happy. He's carrying his hands. He's a grand master. He's really like him."

"Well, you don't know. I've heard that there is a profession in human territory called" actor ", which is to play all kinds of roles and please everyone. I think he is afraid of the origin of actor."

Ling Hao flies up and lands on the golden gate of the demon palace. He looks at the Golden Gate carefully. The golden gate is everywhere, showing the luxury of the builders. The gate made of pure gold should be able to open.

It's nothing more than a slap in the face. This is what people think. But it turns out that Ling Hao is the only one who knows that the gate is not opened by external force. In order to keep Ling Hao, the abyss demon emperor built this palace.

Opening the gate of the palace is a mantra.

As Ling Hao slowly read it out, he saw the golden words running in the air. The golden words penetrated into the palace gate and suddenly sent out the bright haze. The gate trembled slightly, the clouds were scattered, and the fog rose.

The majestic and desolate atmosphere came from the pavement. It was only after years of tempering that this ancient charm came into being. The gate opened slowly, and a white jade ladder appeared in everyone's eyes. The white jade ladder was from the bottom to the top, surrounded by thick white fog. I don't know where the white jade ladder leads.

All of them stared at all of this, but a while of unknown words opened the dusty demon emperor hall. All of them couldn't help staring at Ling Hao. They could see from the bottom of their hearts that the human youth was not talking big at all.

Because what they say is the fact. When the fact is put in front of them, everything can be proved. There is no voice of questioning any more. Recalling Linghao's indifferent words, it turns out that what he said is true!

An Xiaoya secretly said that she guessed well.

Holy Son of the eagle and demon family of the eagle are all iron faced. It can be proved at present that holy Son of the eagle lost his bet completely. How can he accept failure? He is holy Son of the eagle. He was born with gold keys. Now in front of so many people, Ling Hao tells him with facts that he lost the bet!

The son of the goshawk's face turned to pig's liver color, and his handsome face gradually twisted. He smiled bitterly and said, "I don't believe it's opened by you, I don't believe it! So this bet doesn't count. "

Now, all of us are staring at the son of the goshawk, while some of the demon women are looking at him with disdain. A man dare to do something or not, no matter where he is, he will be despised.

Of course, due to his status as the son of the goshawks, most people dare not speak.

An Xuelan looks at him in disgust, remembers this person's pursuit for her in these years, and then sees his face, can't help but feel a little sick.

Xuanmiaomiao's face was stiff, some blushed for him, but she didn't show it to the naked face. After a brief loss of consciousness, she walked to the eagle son with a smile like flowers. Her eyes showed that she adored the eagle son very much.

"Master Shengzi, you are right. Who knows if it triggered the mechanism of the demon palace? How could it be that the waste body opened it?"

"So I don't think the bet can be counted."

Yang Linglong was a little bit shaken. These people even had a nest of wolves and mice! Those with eyes can see it. Ling Hao recites the mysterious incantation, and the golden words enter the gate. The demon palace opens slowly.

The son of goshawk looks at Xuanmiao. At this time, he finds that the fox Queen looks a little more pleasant.

Ling Hao turns around and looks at the son of the goshawk with profound eyes. The son of the goshawk can't help but feel cold. When he meets Ling Hao's eyes, somehow, he is a little scared. It seems that the young man in front of him is like the great emperor. At one glance, the oppression from the soul makes him breathless.

How could it be?!

This man is obviously a waste body. Why is this kind of eyes so frightening? The son of the goshawk is strong in the face of powerful and powerful pressure and says, "waste, how do you want to fight against this son?"

There is a white light all over his body. The middle King's body exudes great blood. Anyone can see that his king's body forms vigorous Qi. Such a strong body is enviable. How terrible is the middle King's body?

The bones are golden and the blood is pure!

The strength of physique lies in whether the body is tough. Like the medium King body of the son of goshawk, it can break mountains with fist and kick out tens of thousands of kilograms of huge force with one foot, which is also the strength of physique.

An Xuelan and an Xiaoya are a little worried about Ling Hao. Although the son of the eagle is a little disgusting, he is a real Taoist and has a super physique. Can this human teenager be his opponent?

Xuanmiaomiao is very happy. She just looks at Ling Hao and is not happy. She is eager to see him killed!

"Ants, damn it!" Linghao's eyes are like knives. He stretches out his arms. On the sky, a big golden hand sweeps across. It looks like the sky is covered by the sun. So powerful, people can't help but hold their breath and look at that big golden hand carefully!