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The golden longsword tore through the sky, carrying a monstrous amount of True Essence.

With a loud rumbling sound, the Skeleton King's eyes began to emit fear.

The skeleton instantly disintegrated into ashes. The Skeleton King died just like that, he was too confident, confident that he could not defend. Letting the longsword come in contact with his body was simply courting death.

"Let's keep walking."

Ling Hao walked in front and headed deeper in.

The crowd behind him all stared at his back which was as white as snow, in a daze.

He was truly like a god, terrifying to such an extent!

The fog in the forest was still roiling, and no one could tell what was inside.

Everyone walked carefully.

"ROAR!" I haven't smelled a human scent in a long time. " That desolate voice echoed in the minds of everyone present.

The black robed man wore a mask on his face and a sword. Black fog surrounded his body. He was riding a black horse. The horse also had an aura of death in its eyes.

"This general has been waiting for a long time. Why haven't you come over yet?"

The black robed man rode on a black horse, his appearance bizarre.

"What is he?" Yang Linglong asked suspiciously.

Ling Hao replied, "This is the Demon Spirit, they have died a long time ago, when this person was still alive, he should be the general of the Demons."

"Look at the place on his chest where it's shining, it's called the Demonic spirit stone, it's at least a hundred times more effective than the best True Yang Pills in the cultivator." Vermillion Bird Hall Master pointed to the black robed man and said.

"How many years has it been? Many humans want to obtain our demon spirit stone. It's just that you all need to have strength." The black aura on his body was surging violently, causing everyone to be alarmed.

"Attack together!"

The Azure Dragon Elder gave a loud shout, drew his weapon, and was the first to rush forward.

The rest of the people followed suit.

"You bunch of ants, die for me." The roiling black gas seemed to cover the sky and cover the sun as it attacked.

Everyone felt their bodies go cold.

"That's the aura of death! It has been frozen here for tens of thousands of years. Everyone, be careful." Ling Hao said.

"Black dragon, eat them." The man in black sat on the horse as he spoke indifferently.

The black aura that filled the sky turned into a black dragon. Other than Ling Hao, all of them were swallowed by the black dragon.

He had disappeared.

Ling Hao's pupils contracted.

"Where did they go?"

He saw that the black dragon had returned to the black robed man's hands, and instantly turned into a cloth bag. The small cloth bag was in his hands.

"I sense an ancient aura from you. Do you recognize my clan's Devil Emperor?"

Ling Hao was shocked. In the ancient times, Mo Tian and him were of the same generation. In the late stage of the Divine Demon War, the two sides had become mortal enemies.

He didn't want to know about this now. He just wanted to know where he had gone to.

"Release them!"

The black-robed man's voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time. Hearing Ling Hao's words, he shook his head.

"I am neither alive nor dead here, all of our clansmen have been trapped here in this Devil's Heart from the very beginning. Other than me, there are many other people from Demons who have cultivated the Dead Spirit Demon Dao."

Ling Hao said: "What do you mean by saying all this to me?"

"What do you think we want now?" The black-robed man's tone was melancholy as he looked up at the black fog in the sky.

"You want to escape from this demon heart jungle?" Ling Hao looked at him and for a split-second, he realized that the black-robed figure was lonely, even though his body was shrouded in an aura of death.

"Yes, our clan was known as the Demons. Even when we were alive, we were covered by the forest black fog, and even after we died, we were still covered by the damned black fog! I once heard from someone that there's a thing called the sun outside. The light it casts is warm, and it's very different from the cold and gloomy Demon Heart Forest. "

The man in black spoke in a pleasant voice, as if he was talking to himself.

"Young man, take my clan out of this damned place, and I'll let your companions go."

After Ling Hao heard his words, she thought for a moment before saying, "We are here for the Demon Spirit. It's not good for us to leave empty-handed."

The black-cloaked person was alarmed and angry as he laughed loudly.

After a moment, he continued, "You really are a strange person. Just now, I saw you expending all your strength to kill the Skeleton King for the sake of your comrades. It can be seen that they are all important people to you, but you seem to be asking for too much."

"No, it's only your request that makes you desperate. I believe you understand what I mean." Ling Hao looked at him and said indifferently.