Wang Hao carefully guarded his mind, and at this moment, the Seven Star Divine Monarch in his mind was also afraid for the first time.

Wang Hao could feel the deep fear in his master's heart, he didn't know whose resentment would make his master so frightened in this temple of decline.

And at this time, before he could react, a resentment that was so powerful that it was incomparably strong directly enveloped Wang Hao.

It was like a pair of big hands appeared in the sky, pinching Wang Hao directly, without the slightest power to resist him, which made him very frightened.

He didn't know that in this mountain range of resentment, the resentment left by a person who had died for endless years could easily erase it like this.

In the face of absolute power, sometimes even ants are inferior.

By the time Wang Hao reacted, he had already appeared in this dilapidated temple, and at this moment, there was a seat formed by resentment above the temple, and on top of the seat, a young man was sitting.

And at this moment, the Seven-Star Divine Sword in Wang Hao's mind spoke with a trembling voice.

"This ...... Is this a declining god?"

People who are afraid of even their own masters, you can imagine how powerful they are, even if Wang Hao doesn't ask, he can know how powerful this person was before he was alive if he thought about it with his hair.

"It's been 5,000 years, I've waited 5,000 years for someone to finally be able to set foot in this temple. ”

The man above the throne opened his mouth faintly, and his voice echoed in this temple, what a vicissitudes of life.

Wang Hao stood in the temple, trembling a little, hearing this voice, as if his soul was about to collapse.

In the next moment, the man sitting above the throne looked at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao only felt that this man's gaze seemed to be able to see through his soul, let alone the master hidden in his mind.

In front of this man, it was as if he was without clothes and pants, and he was all seen through by this man.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you to be their descendant. ”

"Boy, your blood is very pure, it seems that you will have something great to do in the future, and there are little ghosts hidden in your mind, it seems that you are also a peculiar existence. ”

Wang Hao looked confused, who is this man in front of him? His own master, the Seven Star Divine Monarch, is still just a little ghost in front of him, has this guy lived countless years?

In the next moment, the man seated on the throne spoke again.

"Boy, I have been waiting for you for 5,000 years, you are the first person to enter my temple, you can inherit everything from the old man, and your future is limitless, can you promise the old man a condition?"

Hearing this man's words, Wang Hao had the courage to brew for a long time before he asked in a weak voice: "May I ask what conditions are there for the seniors?"

"When you are strong enough in the future, can you avenge the old man. ”

Hearing this man's words, Wang Hao was completely stunned, the person who killed the man in front of him was probably stronger than this man, otherwise how could he kill him?

For people of their level, how long will he Wang Hao live to have such strength.

However, such a thought appeared in Wang Hao's mind for a moment, Wang Hao didn't say a word, and bowed to the man on the throne.

"If the juniors can cultivate to the level where the seniors are, the juniors will definitely avenge the seniors. ”

"Very well, I didn't misread you, remember the old man's enemy. ”

"The old man's enemy: desolation. Be sure to help me kill him. ”

"Younger generations remember. ”

Then the man sitting on the throne burst out laughing, very happy.

In the next moment, I saw him raise his hand, Wang Hao only felt that the mountain range seemed to tremble, that is, in an instant, all the resentment contained in the air in this mountain range rushed to this man's hand.

It didn't take long for a black bead to appear in the man's hand.

"Boy, if you want to reach that level, you will definitely be able to kill Desolation, and when the time comes, you will release this Resentment Bead and let him Desolate taste what it is like to be devoured by resentment. ”

After the man above said this, he directly threw the resentment bead in his hand to Wang Hao, and Wang Hao hurriedly and carefully caught it.

He bowed to the man again.

"Younger generations remember. ”

"Aha, ahahahahaha, as long as you can kill the barren, the old man's life is worth it. ”

In the next moment, the man sitting on the throne disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Wang Hao, and put a hand on his forehead.

"This body is just the old man's resentment, and only retains a trace of my ontological memory, I hope these things I left behind can help you, now you are too fragile, I will put this thing in your soul tower first. ”

"You will not be qualified to spy on them until you have perfectly crossed the realm of tower building, otherwise, these things I left behind will go to find the next host to avenge me. ”

Wang Hao didn't dare to have any rebuttal to what this man did, nor could he have any emotions, otherwise, he wouldn't know how he died.

"Boy, I hope you will grow up quickly and avenge your husband. ”

After the man finished speaking, he completely disappeared, and even the throne condensed by the resentment above had disappeared.

Only this lonely temple remained.

Wang Hao looked at the lonely temple, and was about to leave when the Seven Star Divine Monarch in his heart spoke again.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have such bad luck on you, it seems that your life experience is becoming more and more fascinating. ”

"Do you know who this person is?"

Wang Hao shook his head like a rattle.

"This person is a declining god, a master who has been circulating in our time, but he didn't expect to fall here. ”

Wang Hao fell into deep thought, he thought that the resentment in this mountain range was the result of killing too many people.

But I didn't expect that it was a peerless master who fell here, in this mountain range, there was no cultivation sect at all, and there was just a lonely master's grudge.

"Boy, do you know who he asked you to kill?"

"I don't know who he is, I just know that his name is desolate. ”

"I am afraid that there is only one person who can make the declining god die and disappear, and it is also called desolate. ”

"Who the hell is it?" Wang Hao asked.

"It doesn't do anything for you to tell you now, try to grow, so that you can reach out to a wider world. ”

What Wang Hao hates the most is the master's appetizing words.

(End of chapter)