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This situation made Dewey more convinced that this Black Flame Demon Emperor would take his place one day. If he was not removed as soon as possible, he would be himself who died at that time!

The survival of the weak is the eternal truth of the demon clan. At this time, he is even willing to be punished by Argus and will completely erase the Black Flame Demon Emperor in this world.

He raised his head and gave a wink at the four deputy generals under him. The four top-level saint-level high-level saints could understand and separate from each other and force Chen Hao and others.

Chen Hao's eyes turned cold and he made a gesture behind him. After that, he had reached the strength of a demigod, he undoubtedly showed his powerful momentum.

The blood-red cloak, after his red magic armor, was automatically rushing and rushing. Although he had always wanted to remove this stumbling block, it was not a good time at this time. However, it would be easy to ask this annoying Dewey.

With Chen Hao's actions, his red eyes, which were always irritated like wild beasts, showed the sharp claws on his hands with a "scarlet" sound. Since he followed the Demon Lord and reached the higher level of the holy level, he no longer knew what fear was.

At this time, Nangong Bingqin also put his white fingers on the magic sword around her waist, and her beautiful eyes were cold and deep.

She had already experienced strong winds and waves with Chen Hao, and under Chen Hao's careful training, she also had the strength of a high-level saint level. She had long been accustomed to the current situation and did not feel panic at all.

The young mermaid clan leader, Sea King Night Ghost and the king of lava giant Zhuogu, looked at each other and walked to both sides. They knew what they should do next. And the price of gaining power was their loyalty to Chen Hao and their mercy to the enemy.

At this time, with a "bang", the bronze heavy object hit the ground and banged. This was the most terrifying existence of all the demon soldiers around.

Fei Mo Hunyang smiled indifferently and put the Qingming coffin, which was half a piece taller than him, on the ground. A circle of cold death aura instantly spread to the whole audience.

The demon soldiers around him were suddenly panicked, and the empty space that had already been vacant was doubled.

Fei Mo Hunyang is the only existence in Chen Hao's camp who is not a demon clan, because there are always things that demon clans cannot do, and at this time a human needs to help. This is Chen Hao's special intention, but it makes him the least human that all demon soldiers dare not provoke.

Not to mention anything else, the half-face that had been burned and hardened after being burned makes people feel like a zombie who had just crawled out of the grave. However, what the demon soldiers most worry about was the death aura that was surrounded by his body. It was a death aura that was deeper than the demons!

Especially the bronze coffin behind him seemed to connect to the entrance to hell.

Just as Chen Hao, Dewey and others were at a strife, a low and unhappy voice came from the Blood Demon Palace not far away: "Dewey, get out of the way."

As the sound came, the gate of the Blood-colored Demon Palace "bang" and was blown open by a strong gale. The gale was extremely domineering, like a dragon's breathing. It quickly blew the cold atmosphere between Chen Hao and Dewey into vain.

Only an unquestionable divine power was left, filling the space around.

"But Lord Argus, he doesn't have your handwriting, so his subordinates cannot let him enter without permission." Dewey hurriedly knelt behind him and replied unwillingly.

"I want you to get out of the way. Do you want me to say it for the second time?" The voice from Argus from the Blood-colored Demon Palace seemed even more unhappy at this time.

"I don't dare." Dewey did not dare to continue to refute, so he had to swallow the displeasure in his heart and bow his head and bow his head.

Argus seemed quite satisfied with Dewey's reply, and then added: "From now on, the Black Flame Demon Emperor can enter and exit the Blood-colored Demon Palace at will, and no one can stop him!"

After hearing this, the millions of demon soldiers exclaimed, while Dewey's face was extremely gloomy.

There is no doubt that his status has been completely shaken. He was free to enter and exit the Blood-colored Demon Palace without healing his serious injury. This is a treatment that he cannot even enjoy. Why can an acquired demon clan from the Great Wilderness Realm from the low-level plane gain such trust from Lord Argus?

The demons of his noble blood were actually compared by a piece of miscellaneous people. He couldn't swallow this hatred and couldn't spit it out. He was so angry that he felt like he was fried and could not control himself.

But no matter how unwilling he was, Dewey could not get angry in front of Argus, so he had to endure the humiliation, nodded in front of Chen Hao, and gave way.

Chen Hao raised his lips, chuckled, took a step forward, and walked over in front of Dewey.

When passing by him, Dewey intentionally refused to give in, but Chen Hao seemed to have not seen it, and his broad shoulders hit him without hesitation.

Chen Hao secretly carried his strength, and Dewey staggered and was in a mess.

This was undoubtedly a loud slap in front of millions of demon soldiers, in front of everyone. He was ashamed of shame, but he dared not speak out, and his chest was stuffy, and he almost squirted with a mouthful of blood.

"Black Flame Demon Emperor! Wait for me!" Dewey cursed with gritted teeth, staring at Chen Hao's back fiercely, watching him walk into the Blood-colored Demon Palace.

As Chen Hao entered, the gate of the Blood-colored Demon Palace made a heavy roar and slowly closed. Chiyan, Nangong Bingqin and other five people stopped in front of the door and stood with their hands behind their backs.

Dewey glared at the few people with great reluctance, waved his sleeves, and led the deputy general to leave in embarrassment.

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Chen Hao walked slowly in the Blood-colored Demon Palace, surrounded by giant stone pillars as high as a hundred feet high. The material was like ink-colored jade, but it was shining with a metallic luster.

The ground is made of bricks made of magic crystal stones with half a meter square, like ink crystal. When stepping on it, it is like stepping on the surface of a smooth mirror, and you can see the reflection you reflect.

Under the reflection, there was a flowing rich demonic energy that flowed endlessly. These demonic energy continued to flow into his body with every step he took, which made his mind excited.

If in this environment with such abundant demonic energy, the progress of cultivation and the speed of recovery of demonic energy will reach a terrifying level.

These magic-gathering crystals that can store and gather a large amount of demonic energy are usually one of the precious resources that demons compete for each other. The prices are also increasing year by year, and they have even reached the point where they are difficult to buy even if there are spirit stones.

In front of me, this palace covering an area of ​​nearly two hundred miles was all cast by this precious magic crystal, and the value alone was enough to buy a rich star.

The gap between himself and the demon god is really huge. Chen Hao is keen on his face. He has actually been to this palace several times, but every time he arrives here, he will sigh at Argus's big moves.

The decoration of this palace alone is full of treasures, so how huge is Argus's private collection?

I, Chen Hao, will sooner or later become such an existence, no, it is beyond such an existence! Chen Hao thought secretly, and a fanatical look flashed in his eyes.

However, he was not immersed in his longing for too long, because there were about a thousand steps ahead, and the secret room where the demon god was in seclusion. At this time, he began to quickly restrain his aura, stabilize his mind, and disguise himself in a respectful and humble manner.

He knew that with his current strength, he could not be careless even if he had not recovered from a serious injury.

No longer thinking, I quickly walked these thousand steps and came to the gate of the secret room. As soon as I stood still, the gate automatically opened, and a rich demonic energy spread out like water mist.

Chen Hao calmed down his mind, and every trace of space in the secret room was like this demonic energy, under the control of the demon god Argus.

One step, two steps, three steps, stand firm, and then you won’t take another step. This is the safest distance for yourself, and it is also the distance that follows the ancient etiquette of the demon clan and the most respected distance.

Then Chen Hao knelt on one knee and saluted very respectfully: "Sir Heiyan, please see you."

The door of the secret room closed behind him with a "bang". The demonic energy swept with the wind floated around him like a ghost. He looked up at Argus in secret. Argus still looked very weak. Although Argus's divine power was still there and his broken limbs were recovered, the injuries in his body still had not healed.

Sure enough, the severe injuries suffered by powerful people with divine cultivation cannot be cured by mortal elixirs and ordinary demonic energy.

"The black flame does not need to be too polite. What's the matter when meeting the deity this time?" Argus half-closed his eyes, his breath seemed to be slow, and he seemed to have severe loss of power. But when he saw the head in Chen Hao's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said half-believingly: "Hmm? This is..."

Chen Hao knelt on one knee, held the head of Philip's War Spirit King in front of him, and said loudly: "The head of Philip's War Spirit King in from now on, the rich Philip realm will be your territory."

"Haha, that's great!" Argus smiled, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Hao and said, "I didn't expect that during the days when I was in seclusion, my demonic realm had not been lost, but dozens of stars were added. These are all your credit."

"It is the honor of our subordinates to be able to serve the adults."

"Hang this head on the city tower. I have to reward you..." Argus pondered for a moment and said, "Then I will hand over the Great Wilderness that once belonged to Moko to you to rule. I will no longer send troops there. As for the rest of the remaining rebels there, I will hand over all the remaining rebels there to deal with."

"Sir, Mr. Xie!" Chen Hao was overjoyed after hearing this. In this way, the safety of the Great Wilderness Realm could be temporarily relieved. After gaining Argus' trust, the second goal had been achieved.

"But it is said that the boy who hurt me is Chen Mo. He has already gone to the Shenfu Realm at this moment and has made a lot of noise along the way. Even my only son Murphy suffered a great loss in his hands. It's really hateful!" Argus remembered again that Chen Mo, who united with the old black turtle, caused him to be seriously injured and unable to heal.

He was angry, causing the demonic energy around him to boil and burst into a vortex, as if he would not give up until he killed Chen Mo.

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