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Below the bronze gate, more than a dozen withered old men were struggling under the 'immortal' gate, trying their best to break through this ruthless moat and knock on the door of becoming an immortal.

And Jun Qinghan stood quietly under the 'Demon' Gate, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Boy, don't wait", an old man looked at Jun Qinghan and said in a hoarse voice: "This immortal demon moat can only be pushed away, and push it away with all your might!"

As he spoke, there was worry in the old man's eyes, "The Demon Gate is eternal, it will definitely not be light in the Immortal Gate, he pushes the Demon Gate alone, and he is just a little purple flag, an ant-like existence, can he push the Demon Gate open?"

"You push yours, don't worry about me!"

Jun Qing raised his eyebrows, said indifferently, and snorted coldly in his heart, "Pushing it away with brute force, isn't it ridiculous, dozens of strong people who are at the peak of the white flag, or even surpass the white flag, can't push open the 'immortal' door with all their might, not to mention that he is a small purple flag, and wanting to push open the 'demon' door is tantamount to a fool's dream!"

"Boy, do you want to die?"

The old man's expression suddenly became gloomy, "They arrived here a few times ago, there was no magic shrine, and there was no 'demon' door, and the word 'immortal' was engraved on the two door panels. ”

And now, out of thin air, the 'devil' door has appeared.

Only when both doors were pushed open could they step into the interior of the bronze hall, or they would die in an instant.

"If you don't push the demon gate open, I will kill you now", the old man's stunned eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, making Jun Qinghan's hair rise in an instant, and his body was like a thunderfield.

"Whatever, why don't you kill my Jun Qinghan alone. However, you really don't deserve to ask for immortals, you don't have compassion at all in your hearts, and you want to ask for immortals, isn't it ridiculous? Immortals, what you need is a puppet, you don't have compassion, how can you?"

Jun Qinghan's face was slightly cold, and he said coldly, turning his head and continuing to look at the 'demon' door, "Moreover, do you think that if you kill my Jun Qinghan, this door in front of you will turn from a demon to an immortal?"

Before the words fell, the eyes of the old man under the immortal gate were bright, "Maybe, it's really possible." Only when the people of the Demon Dao arrive here, will the Demon Gate appear, if Jun Qinghan dies...... Then, the demons in the hall will no longer exist!"

So, will the Demon Gate become an immortal gate?

In the pale yellow hall, there was a trace of cold killing intent. Sen was as cold as a knife's thoughts, and he went towards Jun Qinghan's attack under the demon gate......

"Buzz!"

In the main hall, a faint voice sounded, and the word 'demon' on the bronze giant door flowed with a trace of blood. And the old man who attacked Jun Qinghan under the immortal gate let out a terrible scream, spit blood from his mouth, and passed out directly.

Under the immortal gate, all the withered old men were shocked, "What's going on? Could it be that in this hall, there is a demon's mind, or does this demon gate have infinite power?"

Jun Qinghan, who was not far away, turned his head and looked at the withered old man lying on the ground suspiciously, not knowing that he had just walked away from the ghost gate. Any old man in the giant hall can crush Jun Qinghan with just one thought.

If it weren't for Jun Qinghan being under the 'demon' gate, I'm afraid he would still die at this moment.

"You guys, do you really want to kill me? hehe, you are worthy of being a mortal who seeks immortals...... When you are dying, you want to kill me!"

Under the immortal gate, the withered old man snorted coldly, and looked at Jun Qinghan, "The scum of the Demon Gate, everyone will be punished, killing you today is just a blessing for the world and saving hundreds of millions of living beings from being destroyed."

As he spoke, a withered old man walked towards Jun Qinghan again, with a monstrous murderous aura surging around him, completely forgetting the lessons of the past.

The grim face showed a sneering smile, and his fingers hooked the gray hair on his temples, Jun Qinghan glanced at the blood flowing above the demon gate, and said with a light smile, "You, you will die!"

"The kid is really arrogant, the old man can't extinguish your little purple flag?"

As he spoke, the withered old man's body shook, like a resurrected lion, his eyes were hideous and blood-red, full of angry breath, as fast as lightning, and he went towards Jun Qinghan's attack, and his dry hands stretched out, the size of a grinding plate, slashing at Jun Qinghan's head like a mosquito.

"Buzz!"

In the bronze hall, a bronze bell sounded. Above the giant gate, the word 'demon' flowed with dusky blood, forming a powerful defense within a radius of three zhang, impregnable.

The magic sound was mighty, sweeping through the bronze giant hall, and with a bang, the old man with a monstrous breath slammed into the dark demon gate defense, and before he could scream, he was torn apart by the invisible power in the bronze giant hall.

The strong man in the world died silently. Blood, splattered in the Great Hall......

Under the golden immortal gate, the faces of the old men trembled, and a cold sweat broke out, they didn't expect that a gate would have such a terrifying power, crushing a white flag powerhouse, and it was effortless.

"You guys, let's try to open the immortal gate!"

Jun Qinghan pouted and said, turning his head again, staring at the word 'demon' in front of him, his brows tightened more and more.

Under the immortal gate, dozens of old men who were about to die stared at Jun Qinghan fiercely, and then focused their attention on the immortal gate in front of him.

..................

The magnificent bronze hall, the ancient immortal and demon moat!

Dead silence, desolation!

Under the giant gate of immortals and demons, dozens of old men leaned against the door with their shoulders, tried their best, let out a hoarse roar, and gradually pushed the monument-like immortal gate inch by inch.

On the other side, the black-robed young man stood with his head bowed and stood quietly in front of the demon gate.

"Squeak...... Hiss ......"

The accompanying hoarse roar was like the immortal gate of 100,000 rivers and mountains being broken open inch by inch by dozens of decaying old men, the huge gate grinded, and the piercing sound was like a heavenly sound in the ears of all the old men.

Qianqiu waited hard and endured the ravages of the years. Now, they have finally knocked on the immortal gate......

"Ahh

With the roar of dozens of old men like jackdaws, with a bang, the glorious ancient immortal gate was completely pushed away by dozens of powerhouses between the top and bottom of the white flag.

The ancient atmosphere swept the bronze giant hall!

Dozens of old men, at the moment when the 'immortal' gate was pushed open, all collapsed on the ground like mud, their whole body strength was exhausted, and they didn't even bother to move their fingers.

"Boy, push the door open, or ...... We can't get in, we can't get out, we have to be trapped in this great hall."

The old man who was paralyzed on the ground looked at the young man standing like an iron tower under the 'Demon' Gate, and said breathlessly, however, the young man under the Demon Gate was as motionless as a mountain and did not react at all.

This stop is three days and three nights!

For three days and three nights, Jun Qinghan was like a sculpture. Three days later, the proud man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the frantic green silk was automatic in the air without wind, his fingers trembled, and he let out a desolate sigh.

"I'm a demon, what's the hurry?"

As he spoke, Jun Qinghan's body lifted off the ground, suspended in the void, looking directly at the word 'demon' on his chest, and a smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth.

gave birth to a wide palm, covered with the word 'demon', and the demonic aura around his body was like a monstrous flood, raging in the giant hall, looking at the blood-red handwriting, thin lips and spitting lightly:

"Open!"

Suddenly, the demon gate shook, making a hissing sound, just like a hundred thousand devils roaring, making a roaring sound that shook the sky, and above the 'demon', scarlet blood flowed rapidly, and boundless killing burst out.

"Squeak......

The dark and hideous magic door gradually opened.

The eyes of the old men standing behind Jun Qinghan widened, full of shock and joy, "Little Purple Flag, it really opened the Ancient Demon Gate...... The magic door moved, and the two doors were completely opened!"

After waiting for a thousand years, when the green silk frost is white and the glory is gone, they can finally cross the moat and uncover the secrets of the eternal world.

With a hoarse laugh, at the moment when the demon gate was completely opened, dozens of old men frantically rushed into the immortal and demon moat, not like they were about to die, but like a strong man, full of strength.

Looking at the mysterious pitch-black passage, the pitch-black robe waving, Jun Qinghan laughed, "I want to see, what is on the ground in this dry mulberry domain? Let so many giants of the world not hesitate to withhold for thousands of years!"

As he spoke, Jun Qinghan's body shook and stepped into the bronze giant gate......