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At this moment, Linghao is already a half step Taoist. It only needs a chance to step into the real Taoist realm.

Before you step in, you need to refine the Taoist gate in your body, and then you can break through to the daozun.

Less than five hundred demon cultivators, seeing the great young man in Linghao's eyes, they no longer have the mentality of resistance. They also understand that the young man in front of them is not an opponent at all. It's better to put down the treasures here and save their lives.

Each of them put the treasure weapons and the ancient scriptures back to the original place. Their bodies could not help shivering for fear that the terrible man would kill them with emperor soldiers.

Linghao saw this scene and said, "it's all down. It's good."

"But I can't let you go. You can say that I didn't believe what I said. It's up to you."

"I hold the emperor's soldiers, and you will spread them out when you go out alive. Will there be a place for me in the Ten Kingdoms?"

Hearing this, everyone was very frightened. At present, they are not his opponents at all. They are equal to the fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered by others!

Linghao is not an indecisive person. None of these people can leave. He is not afraid of being robbed by the powerful in ten directions. If he does, he will disappear for a few years. He is afraid of those cats and dogs. Come to him every three to five!

In that way, he would be upset.

Since you hate trouble, it's better to cut it off at once.

"I'll fight you!"

"Come on, he didn't want us out alive at all."

"Together, we can't fight inside anymore. No one can go out without killing him!"

Now, demon repair knows flustered, but already late.

The king's sword is dazzling, and the peerless emperor's soldiers are wielding tremendous power!

The shadow of the sword flashed, and all of a sudden, the corpses were everywhere, howling helplessly, and the voice was heard.

Blood flowed along the steps of the demon palace. The corpses were piled up like a hill. Ling Hao was still spotless. He liked to be clean. When he killed these people, he didn't move his body. He just scratched the imperial soldiers.

Half path respect, coupled with the peerless emperor soldiers, can have this effect.

In the early civil war, because of fighting with each other, everyone was injured. If they were like before, Ling Hao would not be able to solve them so easily.

A breeze passed, and the smell of blood gradually faded.

Here, there are only the saint demon people, Ling Hao, Yang Linglong, white tiger, flaming tiger and other five heirs. At this moment, these five heirs have no intention to fight Ling Hao.

Joking, so many people were slaughtered in a moment, which means Linghao's strength is definitely more than half of footpath respect!

Everyone on the scene took a deep breath. From the beginning of stepping into the demon palace, if you let them know, they are the only ones who can survive, and they don't believe it.

Although these demons have been fighting inside for a long time, they are five hundred people!

White tiger clapped his forehead and exclaimed, "brother, you are so terrible. So many people say they will die."

"I'm flattered, tiger." Ling Hao said that he had nothing to show off about it, just because there was no one among them who respected the four heavens. His current strength can be countered by the monks of daozun's triple heaven. Unless he comes to daozun's triple heaven, he is really not an opponent.

At this time, an Xiaoya stares at Ling Hao, and her eyes radiate strange brilliance.

"He killed so many demon cultivators without blinking his eyes. It was a decisive decision, not to mention indecision."

"I implied that he had a relationship with his ancestors, that is, he knew that they had a little friendship. He helped the rise of the holy demon family for the sake of friendship, which was emotional and righteous."

"His ruthlessness must have been left to the enemy for tasting, but he is really handsome like this. What am I thinking? No way, I must tell my elder sister, try to keep him in my saint demon family, I just don't know if he will agree."

A group of people stepped out of the demon palace.

The sky is white clouds, blue sky is vast, occasionally a few birds loud and clear, flying over the heads of all people.

There is a cliff on the demon burial mountain. Ling Hao looks at an Xuelan and slowly says, "I help the saint demon family. It's just because of the love of my old friends. You don't have to remember it."

Just now Ling Hao heard the saint demon people thank him for a while.

That's what he said to Michelle.

"You're so kind and generous, Xuelan dare not forget it." An Xuelan bows slightly.

Seeing this, Yang Linglong said with a smile, "no need. What he doesn't like most is the traditional Chinese etiquette."

At this time, Yang Linglong also changed her idea of the saint a little, but she was not so arrogant.

However, if she knew that the two sisters were paying attention to Ling Hao, it might be another idea.

An Xuelan looked at the heirs of the six great heirs. She thought for a moment and said seriously, "your six ancestors are under our ancestors' hands. Naturally, I can't treat you badly. Each of you can choose several treasures here."