The underworld.

The territory of the Lord of Death.

The sky here is dark and cloudy.

Wang Hao was taken to a palace by the Lord of Death, and many pale-faced women looked at Wang Hao all around.

It's just that the eyes of these women shine with golden light, as if a prisoner sees a beautiful woman.

"Who are they!? Why do you look at me like this!? ”

Wang Hao's goosebumps rose when he was stared at, and he felt that if it wasn't for the Lord of Death by his side, then he would definitely be innocent.

The Lord of Death said lightly: "They are ghost cultivators, and they want to suck your yang energy dry. ”

"Female ghost!"

Wang Hao exclaimed, feeling that he was hopelessly handsome.

It's okay to make women crazy in the world, but in the underworld, they can still charm female ghosts.

The Lord of Death shook his head and said, "They are ghost cultivators, not female ghosts!" ”

Wang Hao asked curiously, "Is there any difference!?" ”

The Lord of Death explained: "Female ghosts are incarnated by the souls of mortals after death, they will be sucked into the eighteen layers of hell, and then reincarnated, and if you want to become a ghost cultivator, you need to give up your physical body and let the primordial god enter the underworld to cultivate. ”

"Abandon the flesh!?"

Wang Hao looked dazed, he couldn't understand what this good person was doing with his body if he had nothing to do!?

The Lord of Death continued: "There are many reasons for abandoning the physical body, some people have their physical bodies destroyed and do not want to take away others, some people are hunted down by the enemy and can only take refuge in the underworld, and some simply want to become a ghost cultivator......

Wang Hao nodded, not asking about these things.

After all, turnip greens have their own loves, and he doesn't like ghost cultivation, which doesn't mean that others don't like it.

And the Lord of Death is right, this underworld is indeed a good refuge, because it is a place where only entry and no exit are allowed.

As long as you have the courage to give up your body to come in, then the enemy really doesn't have the courage to chase in, unless you have a deep hatred that never dies.

"Alright, come with me!"

The Lord of Death was expressionless, and he raised his feet and walked towards the palace.

"Wait for me ......"

Wang Hao hurriedly followed, for fear that those female ghost cultivators would take advantage of the Lord of Death not paying attention and press him to the ground and spoil him.

After a short time, Wang Hao followed the Lord of Death to a hot spring, the water surface was misty, and the water quality was pure and natural.

Even standing on the sidelines, there is a feeling that the soul has been sublimated.

Wang Hao exclaimed: "What a magical hot spring! ”

The Lord of Death said lightly: "This is the spring of the underworld, as long as you soak in it, it can not only cleanse the body and mind, sublimate the soul, but also develop your own potential and make an unimaginable leap." ”

Wang Hao couldn't help but ask, "Brother asked you to bring me here, it doesn't mean that you want me to use this Underworld Spring to enhance my potential!?" ”

The Lord of Death said with some reluctance: "This spring of the underworld has been condensed for countless years to condense such a point, if it weren't for the master to tell you to use it, then I would definitely not bring you here." ”

"Really use it for me!?"

Wang Hao shouted in surprise, feeling that he was a little villain-hearted and a gentleman's belly.

He thought that the old brother of the Creation God had arranged some kind of perverted training for him, but who knew that it was actually such a good thing as soaking in hot springs.

The Lord of Death nodded, "That's right, it's for you!" ”

"Then you're welcome!"

Wang Hao smiled happily, and then jumped into the spring of the underworld.

"Whoa......

In an instant, the spring water boiled, and the sound of churning water continued to sound.

"What's going on!?"

Wang Hao's face changed, and then he quickly rushed towards the shore.

Now he only felt a terrifying surge of energy into his body, as if he had been thrown into a piranha pond, and his flesh was being frantically eaten.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch, and if you want to develop your potential, you have to pay a price!"

The Lord of Death stood on the shore expressionlessly, and then with a wave of his hand, he knocked Wang Hao into the spring of the underworld again.

"Holy!"

Wang Hao burst into a foul mouth, feeling that he was being tricked again.

On the surface, this seems to be a benefit, but there is no shortage of pain.

At the same time, Wang Hao also made a poisonous oath in his heart that he must prepare something good to welcome the new little brother from his hometown in the future, so that he can know how much his brother loves him.

There is also the Ice Cube Man of the Lord of Death, who will definitely engrave a few words on him for a dime at the retail price, and then sell it to the Elven Lord God in a package, so that he can live a life with shame.

At this moment, a stream of terrifying and almost crazy energy galloped through Wang Hao's limbs and bones like a loose horse.

Wang Hao's body trembled slightly, and he could vaguely perceive that when this terrifying wandering among the hundreds of limbs, his muscles, bones, qi and blood were undergoing earth-shaking transformations.

But the price paid for this transformation is pain, a pain that is not limited to the body, a pain that penetrates deep into the soul and hurts to the bone marrow.

Even Wang Hao's vision began to blur, and he had the urge to faint quickly.

"Can't hold it anymore!?"

The Lord of Death raised his eyebrows, ready to help Wang Hao.

You must know that this spring of the underworld is the core of the underworld, and it gathers the energy of the entire underworld, and it is normal for Wang Hao, an intermediate god emperor, to not be able to hold on.

At this moment, the voice of the system suddenly sounded, "The host is in danger, and I want to upgrade the Heavenly Venerable Divine Skill." ”

Wang Hao said in a daze: "Give me an upgrade!" ”

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for using 2 extreme upgrade opportunities, plus 1 billion god and demon points to upgrade the Tianzun Divine Skill!"

In an instant, countless feelings poured out of Wang Hao's mind, just like a dry ancient well ushering in living water.

"Roaring ......"

Wang Hao raised his head and roared, quickly running a new version of the Tianzun Divine Skill, causing the surface of his body to be enveloped in a layer of divine light in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang......"

At the same time, Wang Hao's powerful heart sounded, as loud as a drum.

"What's going on!?"

The eyes of the Lord of Death showed a strange look, I don't understand why this is obviously all blood, why did it explode again!?

At the same time, the Lord of Death also discovered that Wang Hao was transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye, not only did the qi and blood in his body become extremely powerful, churning endlessly like a rolling river.

And his bones and flesh were all filled with a divine aura, and brilliant golden light flashed from above.

………

Celestial.

The Lord of the Celestial Dome stands on the ruins of the City of Destiny and contemplates life.

Now the Lord of Destiny has been killed by Wang Hao, and Wang Hao has run away again, and the legendary Lord God has not come.

If the Creation God or Wang Hao came to trouble him, then he would definitely die, so the number one divine skill in the world became his only lifeline.

"Judging from the current situation, it seems that my talent is not enough, so I can only make up with hard work!"

There was a touch of stubbornness between the eyebrows of the Heavenly Dome Master, and there was a taste of not giving up if he didn't succeed......

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