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The newly transferred demon soldier immediately took a breath. Although he had been stationed in the outer demon realm, he was still as famous as the Black Flame Demon Emperor and the Black Flame Legion.

I dared to block his way just now, and I was simply ignorant of my life.

Fortunately, Chen Hao did not take him seriously and walked slowly by his side. He didn't even dare to raise his head during this distance. It was not until Chen Hao walked past him that he breathed a sigh of relief.

But when his eyes swept to the head that Chen Hao was holding, he immediately took a breath of air: "Fei...Fei fights...the head of the King of War Spirits!"

Following his exclamation, his companions turned their gaze to Chen Hao's head: "It's really the head of Philip's War Spirit King!"

The Philippine War Spirit Clan is a combat race that lives outside the Blood-Colored Demon Realm. Although there are not many people, even the demons in the Blood-Colored Demon Realm dare not provoke them easily.

These Philippine and Ling people have a very similar appearance to humans, but are not exactly the same. Their limbs are longer and strong, their ears are pointed and thin, but their height is more than three times that of ordinary humans.

They have metal-like skin and huge power, and as they grow older, their power will continue to grow stronger. After they become a hundred years old, they will remain young and strong until they die.

Moreover, after their adulthood, their general strength will reach the heavenly level, or even the holy level, only a very small number can reach the realm of a demigod, and their king is the existence of the power of a demigod!

As Chen Hao went deeper, the demon army that had opened the road turned their eyes from Chen Hao's hideous mask to his hideous head.

This head is three times the size of an ordinary person. Its bronze skin, eyes and fangs are bulging open in fear, and the wound between the neck was obviously torn apart. At this time, the blood at the wound had dried up, and the remaining residual blood was coagulating into a sticky blood clot on the edge of the torn flesh of the neck, which looked cold and cautious.

"How did he do it?" At this time, discussions and exclamations were already ringing in the demon army.

"The King of Philip's War Spirit has the strength of a demigod, and the racial characteristics of the Philip's War Spirit are far from being an opponent even if the emperor has an ordinary demigod cultivation level. How did this Black Flame Demon Emperor kill him?"

"And it's just 3,000 personal soldiers who go to the Battle Spirit Realm with hundreds of thousands of Philip's Battle Spirits, and can kill their king and return safely. This is simply terrible!"

"Yes, it's so terrible. Even our general Dewey, the Dark Poison Emperor, is probably not the opponent of Philip's War Spirit King, right? Not to mention that he only brought three thousand people and entered the War Spirit Realm alone."

"Worry, don't be dead, dare to say bad things about our General Dewey?"

"What I said is also true..."

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Chen Hao turned a deaf ear to these comments. What is the purpose of these false reputations? Only with real power can one survive as much as possible at this time.

As the distance deepened, more and more demon soldiers were watching, but no one dared to stop the road in front of him, and even the spacious distance did not shrink at all.

But just ten miles away from the Blood-colored Demon Palace, a commotion suddenly came from the dense group of demon troops in front of the right. A small patrol boat about thirty feet long and decorated slowly flew at a low altitude and blocked Chen Hao.

"Black Flame! Is the Blood-colored Demon Palace a place you can come as long as you want?" A tall and low voice came at the same time as the patrol boat door opened.

Chen Hao knew who the visitor was without looking at it, so he responded: "We are here to offer a great gift to Lord Argus and do our part to treat the injury."

"Great gift? Haha, what kind of gift can a acquired demon clan like you who comes from a barbarian land like the Great Wilderness?" Before Qing Miao's smile could be finished, a mighty man with long ink hair and dragon armor dressed in a war suit had already stood on the front of the patrol boat.

This person is known as the first general under Argus and Dewey, the Demon Poison Emperor.

No one can compare to his demon poison, the poison crown demon realm. As long as the ordinary demon emperor touches a little, it will immediately turn into a dry bone. Even if he is as strong as a demigod, he cannot resist the invasion of his demon poison.

At the same time, he is a pure-blood demon clan and has outstanding family affairs. He was personally designated by Argus as the number one general in the Blood-colored Demon Realm more than 300 years ago. The two demon patterns that he left behind specifically symbolize his status are the symbols he is most proud of.

"Hmph, it's just a war spirit head, can this be considered a great gift?"

Dewey looked at Chen Hao condescendingly, and smiled lightly. Behind him, the four deputy generals also walked out of the patrol boat's hatch.

The four deputy generals are Jintong Shura, Yaotong; Eight-armed Yasha, Gangsha; Demon Dragon Emperor, Gatu; and Niu-headed Demon and Bennu.

These four people are all at the level of the Saint-level high-level cultivation, but their strength is more than one-than-level Demon Emperor than other Saint-level high-level Demon Emperors. Especially the Golden Pupil Shura Yaotong and the Eight-Armed Yashagang Evil, they are the most outstanding and the most concerned about Chen Hao.

You should know that among the Shura clan, they are usually blonde and blue-eyed, good at using swords, and have a strong murderous aura. However, Yaotong has a pair of unique golden pupils, which is the most precious existence in the Shura clan.

Shura with golden pupils can show the truly terrifying strength of Shura, that is, the power of the damn killing. Similarly, Shura with golden pupils will even become the Emperor of Shura in the future.

The Yasha clan is particularly taller and mighty than ordinary people, and is good at using swords. His violent aura is the most powerful among the demon clan. The eight-armed Yasha Gang Sha is also an extremely rare noble among the Yasha clan. When he is furious, he can transform into an eight-armed Vajra body and hold eight sharp blades in his hand, and his strength is eight times that of an ordinary Yasha!

Chen Hao looked at Dewey and others, lifted the head in his hand, and sneered: "General, you have to take a closer look. Moreover, my gift is not just a head."

"The head of Philip's battle with the Spirit King!" Beside Dewey, the Demon Dragon Emperor Gatu recognized it first, took a breath of air, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Dewey glared at Gatu fiercely, and the latter shrank aside with tactfulness.

At this time, Dewey locked his eyes tightly on Chen Hao's metal mask. The two of them looked through the mask and collided violently in the air. No one was willing to show weakness in advance. A fierce whirlwind appeared in the air in front of them because of the equal pressure from the two.

This boy must not be kept! Now he has gained the trust of Argus. If he continues to develop like this, his status will probably be lost in the future. The more Dewey thinks, the more he feels, the more he feels, and after arguing with Chen Hao for a few breaths, he speaks with an increasing momentum:

"Stop talking nonsense, Heiyan took out Lord Argus' handwriting. I was ordered to station in the Blood Demon Palace. Without Lord Argus' handwriting, no outsider is allowed to enter."

"No." Chen Hao replied coldly.

"Then get out of here!" Dewey's murderous aura increased sharply, and a cold wind rushed straight to Chen Hao's face.

Chen Mo was exposed to the biting murderous aura, and his bloody pupils looked at Dewey without fear. After a few breaths of silence, he spoke, "Okay, then I'll bother the general to hand over this head to the adults."

At the same time, with his wrist lifted, the head of the Philip King War Spirit, who was grabbed by Chen Hao, threw out a huge curve. The sticky blood clots hanging from the torn mouth of the head and neck all fell on Dewey's clothes and even his face.

"Bold! He dared to sprinkle dirty blood on the body of this general!" Dewey was splashed coldly, and after smearing the dirty blood on his face, he immediately cursed in anger:

"Don't think you have become a celebrity in front of Lord Argus now, so you don't know it at all. You must know that you are just a dog under Lord Argus' feet!"

Nangong Bingqin and Chiyan behind Chen Hao were immediately furious and wanted to go forward and force their way out, but Chen Hao stopped him.

He only heard him sneer and asked back, "Aren't you?"

"You!" Dewey was angry, but then he suppressed him. If he continued to argue with him, wouldn't he really admit that he was a dog?

So he put away his angry look, put on a noble look, and sneered:

"Haha, that's all. Heiyan got out of here now. I won't bother with you. You should know that you can join our Demon Army, and it's Lord Argus who have mercy. To put it nicely, you are the acquired Demon Clan. To put it bluntly, you are just a few of them! How can you see the same knowledge as how to grow?"

"It looks like a dog." Nangong Bingqin spit out four words under the mask.

Although it was just four words, Dewey felt like a clown standing in front of millions of demon troops. He was immediately furious and murderous intent burst out: "What did you say when you are young?"

Before he finished speaking, Dewey's huge pressure was like a sharp sword penetrated directly into Nangong Bingqin.

"Haha, my subordinates are just telling the truth, why should the general be angry?" Chen Hao took another step forward to block Nangong Bingqin. Dewey's surging pressure rushed three feet in front of Chen Hao, and he could no longer get into the slightest, let alone hurting the people behind him.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished!" Dewey opened his eyes and as soon as he finished speaking, four high-level sage deputy generals behind him jumped off the patrol boat, as if they were about to fry Chen Hao and others alive.

"What? General Dewey wants to fight with me here?" Under Chen Hao's mask, his blood pupils condensed, and the pressure around him was like a warm black fog. It seemed slow, but it swallowed all the other auras around him.

"Hmph, since you don't leave, I have to let you get out!" Dewey waved his big hand to the surrounding demon soldiers and shouted in a low voice: "Do it!"

"Who dares!" Chen Hao shouted loudly, his eyes swept around. Except for Dewey's four deputy generals, none of the million demon soldiers dared to step forward. Instead, he retreated backward in horror, and quickly evacuated a hundred-foot open space centered on Chen Hao and Dewey.

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