"Wang Hao, who are you, and why does the imperial brother respect you so much?" The six princesses' beautiful eyes twinkled.

"A little jailer." Wang Hao said.

He turned and walked out of the prison.

I happened to see the young master of the netherworld, Chen Feng, leaning in front of the prison door.

Wistfully!

"Boy, let me out, this young master will allow you to enjoy endless glory and wealth, and also use the gold and silver treasures that you can't use up in three lives and three lifetimes." The Netherworld Young Master tempted.

The pipa bone was pierced, wearing forbidden spirit armor, all the major acupuncture points in the body were pierced by the needle, and several cold iron chains were tied to the limbs, which were fixed on the wall and could not move.

Every time he struggled, the chains on his body collided together, making a rattling sound, attracting Wang Hao's attention.

"There is no sincerity ......," Wang Hao said.

"The Destined Teahouse in the city is the property of my Netherworld Sect, if you want, you can go to the teahouse shopkeeper and ask for it...... Real money, cultivation resources, as long as you want, you can give it! The Netherworld Young Master explained eagerly.

For fear that Wang Hao would not be interested, he threw out some tempting chips on the spot.

"That's it?" Wang Hao glanced at him.

The disdain is beyond words.

"What do you want to do before you agree to let this young master out......"

"I don't want to do anything, you can't go anywhere until you get the documents from the court." Wang Hao said lightly.

"Bastard, lowly ant, are you kidding me?" The young master of the Netherworld turned pale.

Make somebody's blood boil!

His eyes spewed angry flames, staring at Wang Hao's handsome cheeks, struggling violently, and letting out a roar of rage.

"Do you know who this young master's mother is...... Hurry up and let this young master go, otherwise when she saves me, you will die a miserable death, and then this young master will train you into a netherworld iron corpse! The Netherworld Young Master threatened.

"Oh? You say this? Wang Hao raised his eyebrows.

The [Netherworld Mystery Skill] in the body operated on its own, and the power of the Dao Netherworld surged between the palms, exuding a breathtaking palpitating aura.

See this scene.

The Netherworld Young Lord's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body stiffened, revealing a look of disbelief.

opened his mouth and said in a broken voice: "How can you know the Netherworld?" ”

"Is it hard?" Wang Hao said disapprovingly.

After speaking.

Turn around and leave the prison.

Leaving behind a stunned look on the young master of the Netherworld, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Who the hell is this jailer? Could it be the secret son arranged by the mother in the prison? The Netherworld Young Lord was silent in thought.

Staring at Wang Hao's disappearing back, his eyes gradually bloomed with light.

Thinking back to the pure Netherworld power that he had just sensed, it was impossible for him to cultivate to this level if he was not a true disciple of the Netherworld Sect.

"Looks like I'll be able to get out soon......"

The corners of the Netherworld Young Master's mouth rose slightly, and he became more and more sure of the guess in his heart.

There are people in the prison, and there is no panic in my heart.

Come to the lobby on the first floor.

Wang Hao assigned tasks to the jailers at all levels in turn according to the usual practice, but instead kept the task of dealing with those dangerous demons for himself.

Lead by example!

Alone with all the dangers!

"Brother Wang, I heard that you came to the prison last night and imprisoned the six princesses?" Xiao Luo stepped forward curiously.

"Well, I temporarily added an extra shift!" Wang Hao flipped through the Chinese book.

"That's the first beauty in Great Xia...... Why don't you know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all? Xiao Luo's expression was full, revealing a serious expression.

"So what? Do you still want to let her go...... According to Article 3 of the Heavenly Prison Criminal Law, anyone who dares to let the criminal go without permission will be sentenced to palace punishment and put on death row, never to be released. Wang Hao reminded.

Putting down the Chinese book in his hand, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Luo, and found that the other party's blood qi was strong, and the yang energy in his body was sufficient, and he did not have the appearance of kidney deficiency that he saw in the morning.

I was secretly surprised in my heart, what kind of perverted physique is this?

Hearing the warning in his ear, Xiao Luo only felt his crotch tighten.

The body couldn't help but shudder.

"Uh...... Then when I didn't say anything, I still had to rely on this life root to cultivate ancestral divine skills. Xiao Luo smiled awkwardly.

The words fell.

Ran away in a gray way, not daring to linger for a quarter of an hour.

"It's kind of interesting." Wang Hao's eyes were deep.

I was a little interested in the ancestral fighting skills that Xiao Luo often mentioned.

Come to the eighth layer of the heavenly prison and send a demon of the Ghost King Sect on the way.

In the cell, there was a kind old man imprisoned, with a childish face and a ruddy complexion, and he couldn't tell that he was a demon at all.

If it weren't for the detailed record on the execution document, Wang Hao would have mistakenly thought that the Dragon Protector had arrested the wrong person.

The old man was sealed in an airtight iron box, and only one head was exposed.

"Young man, the old man is a little thirsty, can you feed me some water?"

Wang Hao subconsciously cast the [Broken Delusion Pupil], and his scalp felt numb.

I saw that the old man's body was surrounded by dense remnants of grievances, all trapped in a special iron box.

The intense evil power rolled wildly, constantly impacting the surrounding cages.

Shocking.

"Huh? Young man, you turned out to be a natural god pupil, you hurry up and help the old man loosen the ties, I can pass on a secret method to you, you can cultivate into the pupil of the god and the underworld, you can cave the nine heavens on the top, and you can pass through the netherworld ...... below" The old man was ecstatic.

It's as if a rare piece of jade has been discovered.

Very excited!

"Oh, really?" Wang Hao's face was moved.

The sword light flickered.

Draw your sword and slash!

Puff~

The sound of a sharp sword slashing across the neck quietly sounded in the cell.

The Blood Drinker Demon Sword was hungry and thirsty, greedily absorbing the blood on the sword's body, and let out a light tremor of excitement.

The old man had an unbelievable look on his face, and the sudden sword caught him off guard.

"Ho ho ...... You don't talk about martial arts! ”

The blood on his neck flowed like an infusion, and all of it was absorbed by the magic sword in Wang Hao's hand.

However.

The old man is still angry, still strong.

The boss, with his mouth open, tried to breathe, as if he had something else to say.

"Old man, the younger generation is a person with dull qualifications, I am afraid that I will not be blessed with your secret method......" Wang Hao sighed.

"Let's go!"

Raise your hand and make up another sword.

The big head of the bucket rolled to the ground.

The old man couldn't believe that this would be the result until he died, and his eyes widened as he stared straight at the ceiling of his cell.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

【Ding! Kill the Ghost King Sect Elder of the Transformation God Realm, complete the epiphany, and obtain the 'Shadow Killing Sword Technique'! 】

The rich and kind old man in front of him is not a good stubble at all, but an old devil who kills people without blinking, who has lived for more than a hundred years, cultivating evil skills with the soul of a living person, and the evil method of seducing the soul is impossible to prevent.

Bang!

As the old man's body separated, the body imprisoned in the iron box suddenly exploded.

Asunder.

The monstrous evil spilled out of the iron box and rose into the sky.

Countless remnants of grievances intertwined and devoured each other, and finally condensed a fierce ghost with a blue face and fangs and eyes flashing green fire in the cell.

Resentment is steaming!

"Boy, it's time for you to die!" The blue-faced ghost roared.

The long scarlet tongue licked his lips, and the ghost eyes stared at Wang Hao with a greedy look.