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If you look carefully, those elite cultivators look at Ling Hao resentfully in the corner, but they dare not speak.

When they were robbed, that kind of hegemonic cultivation left an indelible impression on their young hearts.

In other words, they dare not face Ling Hao.

For the demons and demons who just mocked Ling Hao, the elite cultivators sitting in the corner couldn't help swearing.

What a shame!

"This guy, I want to kill him on behalf of the demon clan!" A young man stood up and said hatefully.

He is the little Lord of the demon family. His father is the demon king.

He is patient all the time, but he still feels angry when he sees Ling Hao is going to fight against the leader of the demon clan.

Why do you want to insult yourself?

"Take me with you, the devil. I'm crazy. I dare to laugh at that man, damn it."

A big man is a ghost king.

Ling Hao doesn't hesitate any more. He goes forward and hits the leader of the demon clan.

The leader of the demon clan is not vegetarian either. He pulls out a long black sword and a black dragon surges around him.

"Want to die?"

"Dare to fight me!"

The demon leader was furious.

Step by step, you will cut to Ling Hao.

Ling Hao smiled a little, and the spirit and the body spread out. He only held the black sword in his left hand.

The leader of the demon clan was stunned, and then the sound came.

The body of the sword broke inch by inch!

Wow

This scene, people feel strange.

"My God, what happened?"

"This is the highest magic weapon of emperor level. It will break up with such a slight twist?"

"It's really a strong human race. I am a demon race that admire his body."

The leader of the demon clan watched the magic weapon destroyed. He was shocked and angry. His whole body was filled with evil spirit. He fought with a fist, and the space trembled.

The sonic boom is coming!

Linghao is not moved at all. When his fist comes near, he bends his fingers and flicks. The leader of the demon clan retreats in a panic and a blood flower blooms in his chest.

Although it's the double heaven of Dao and Jun, it's also easy for those who are in the four heaven.

Ling Hao stepped out step by step and stepped in front of the leader of the demon clan.

The voice of heartache roars!

"Ah ah!!!"

The sternum was trampled and broken. This kind of inhuman torture made the leader of the demon clan miserable.

"I still like the sound of your crying."

Ling Hao smiles, showing his white teeth.

Kick him off the stage.

The leader of the ghost clan is shivering. He's a Taoist. He's not fake. But he's afraid of seeing the old man, the leader of the demon clan, being beaten.

Because, he just followed the irony.

"And you."

Feeling the cold eyes and the light words, the leader of the ghost tribe smiled and knelt in front of the king, pleading bitterly: "please let the king be the master, the human race is cruel. He ignored the king and wanted to kill him face to face... "

The meaning is very simple. You have to manage the Saint King

"I can't save you."

Linghao doesn't see the king of the northern wild goose at all. If he wants to be strong, let Li torture him again.

Of course, the northern wild goose king didn't speak. He was not only afraid of the ancient fierce animals, but also for a ghost cultivator to offend a powerful human race. It's not worth it!

It is said that fighting pays attention to momentum, which is right. At the moment, the leader of the ghost group has no momentum, only fear!

His body slowly retreated, and suddenly, turning into streamer, he would run away.

Can Ling Hao do what he wants?

Stretch out your right arm and grab him.

Swing him.

Fall to the ground.

"That was funny, wasn't it?"

"Speak!"

The leader of the ghost clan was thrown like an adult, with 60% of his bones broken.

A face is completely out of shape.

"I, I was wrong."

He fell a few more times. Linghao felt bored and threw it to him.

He turned around, glanced at many races, sneered and said: "there is no one who can fight. I don't know who gives you the qualification to look down on my people."

Mo Xin feels that Ling Hao at this time is so handsome that he sets up authority for the people and does not hesitate to offend many races.

Chen beihaomai smiles, bows his hand, and says: "today, there are our people, Lord Ling, who fight against the demons and ghosts. Our people are not weak. Please follow the example of Lord Ling in the future!"

More of them are the people who watch. They are not so strong, and many of them have not participated in the Tianjiao conference, but they are usually demons and demons. The ghost race. Bullying more, naturally there is resentment in my heart.

Now it's empty.

Their eyes are full of reverence.

That standing on the high platform, the great figure, in their eyes like a real God.

Linghao feels that he needs to put his majesty up today, otherwise those cats and dogs will be noisy all day, and he is also very upset.

"Ghost waste, demon waste, come out."

"Didn't you laugh at me just now?"