Back to the new house on the outskirts of the city.

Come to the well in the front yard.

Wang Hao released all the female ghosts in the big red robe, and ordered Qingyu and the other female ghosts: "In the future, this well will be your habitat, and there is an earth-shattering yin vein underneath, which is suitable for your usual cultivation." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Qingyu was ecstatic.

The beautiful eyes flashed with excitement and excitement, leading the other sisters to kneel on the ground together, and constantly kowtow to Wang Hao.

Feel deeply grateful!

"The scope of your activities is limited to this mansion, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" Wang Hao warned in a deep voice.

After speaking.

Turn around and walk inside the house.

Glancing up at the sky, he saw that it was still too early, and he felt that he could still do something while he could do something.

Performing the art of transformation, he turned into the appearance of the three princes and quietly disappeared into the room.

Wait until Wang Hao's breath disappears.

The female ghosts in the well poked their heads out one after another, looking curiously at the elegant and simple courtyard in front of them.

"Sister Qingyu, how will this master treat us in the future? Will it torture us like grandma? "There is a female ghost with a worried look in her eyes.

His expression was sad and pitiful, and he felt worried and worried about the unknown future.

"Yes, sister, the bloodthirsty demonic nature he exuded just now is probably also a demon who kills people without blinking......"

"Hey, it's all our sisters' lives...... If you come here, you must not have bad intentions, anger the master, we can't eat and walk around. Qingyu reminded with a serious expression.

Turning his head to look at the sisters who got along with him day and night, he couldn't help but sigh.

Alone by the small pool, I looked up at the cold moon in the night sky.

Feeling the sadness of spring.

It was already the second half of the night, and the bustle in the city was long gone.

The streets had become deserted, and the shadows were scattered, except for a few calls from watchmen, except for the sound of the night breeze blowing flags.

There is a teahouse.

The largest teahouse in the capital is often loved by the dignitaries in the city.

At this time.

But there was a frightening figure that appeared in front of the door of the Fortune Teahouse.

According to the words of the young master of the Netherworld, this is the secret industry of the Netherworld Sect in the capital.

Looking at the plaque of the Youyuan Teahouse, Wang Hao decisively pushed the door in.

Rumble!

The wooden door was vulnerable, and under his strong push, it instantly turned into a pile of sawdust and splattered everywhere.

Just stepped through the door.

A teahouse guy popped out of the back hall, his face was pale, and he said coldly: "Guest officer, the teahouse has already closed, if you want to drink tea, please come back at the time." ”

Looking at the situation in front of him, the man was like a great enemy, and he knew that a villain had come today, and he was here to make trouble.

"There's nothing for you to do here, so let your shopkeeper come out." Wang Hao was domineering.

Without looking at the guy in front of him, he reached out and pushed past him.

Walked straight to the back hall, not thinking of himself as an outsider at all.

Defiant!

"Guest, please get out of here." The man's face was frosty.

With both hands raised, like a tiger, he grabbed Wang Hao's shoulders directly, preventing him from entering the teahouse.

"I don't know what to do!" Wang Hao squinted.

A golden glow bloomed in his eyes, and the guy was like being struck by lightning, and his body did not advance but retreated, like a kite with a broken string flying out quickly.

He vomited blood from his mouth, suffered a heavy blow to his spirit, and fell unconscious on the spot.

"Presumptuous!" A furious voice rang out from the second floor of the teahouse.

An old man with strong spirits and gray hair rushed out from the second floor, cultivating in the middle of the Divine Realm, and the true qi in his body was surging.

His eyes stared at Wang Hao coldly, his face was like frost.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring!

"Your Excellency, what do you mean by that? I have a destiny to be in the capital of the teahouse, and I have always had no grievances or hatreds with people, why do you want to hurt people? The old man asked in a cold voice.

"There is a pimp named Chen Feng, who owes me a lot of money and can't pay it back, and he asked me to come here to get the money." Wang Hao said indifferently.

As soon as this statement came out.

The white-haired old man's expression changed suddenly, his eyelids jumped wildly, and the angry killing intent in his eyes instantly turned into a vigilant color.

In a softened tone, he said, "Your Excellency, I'm afraid you've come to the wrong place, the old man doesn't know the Chen Feng in your mouth." ”

"Oh, is it? He also has a name, maybe you must know him. Wang Hao joked.

"What's it called?"

"The Young Master of the Netherworld."

"What!! Who are you? The old man was shocked.

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly attacked.

The ten fingers were slightly bent, like eagle claws, and the surging netherworld power gathered in the palm of his hand, directly taking the vital part of Wang Hao's neck.

If this claw is caught, it will not die or be half crippled.

"Looks like you really know each other?" Wang Hao sneered.

One step ahead.

Hold the hilt of the sword, draw the sword and slash.

"Open the mountain!"

The furious sword light came out in an instant, instantly illuminating the entire dim teahouse.

The sword qi is rampant.

"Nether Palm!" The white-haired old man does not retreat, but advances.

Turning the claw into a palm, he slapped it in the air, and quickly condensed a big handprint in the air.

Out of thin air.

Carrying supreme power collided with the sword in front of him.

Hit hard!

"Broken!" Wang Hao whispered.

The sword momentum is condensed, the mountains are cracked, and the indestructible exercises are specialized.

Rumble!

A powerful explosion rang out, bursting out with earth-shattering power, and the teahouse bore the brunt of the destruction by this terrifying force.

"Poof!"

Blood is ejected.

The white-haired old man was overwhelmed, coughing up blood, his body was uncontrollable, his knees were on the ground, his arms were hanging down weakly, and his meridians were broken.

This moment.

His heart sank, and he fell to the bottom in an instant.

What kind of swordsmanship is this...... It was so terrifying that even the Nether Divine Palm, which he was so proud of, could not destroy the condensed sword with all his might.

"Ahem...... Who is Your Excellency, and why are you the enemy of my Nether Cult? The old man's mouth was bleeding, and his body trembled violently.

"I, Shasin, the one who killed you!" Wang Hao smiled evilly.

Hearing this answer, the white-haired old man looked frightened, and his body couldn't stop retreating, wanting to distance himself from Wang Hao.

Looking at Wang Hao's condescending gaze, his eyes widened, and he screamed in despair: "What? You...... Are you the Sword Demon Xia Xin? ”

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The fierce reputation of the Great Xia Sword Demon is too terrifying!

The two rivers and lakes are frightened......

"It's like a fake!" Wang Hao said indifferently.

With a slash of the sword, the head fell to the ground, and scarlet blood splattered all over the ground.

【Ding! Kill the Netherworld Deacon of the God Transformation Realm, complete the epiphany, and obtain the 'Nether God Palm'! 】

"I didn't expect the name of the third prince to be so easy to use......" Wang Hao said with a smile.

Obtaining a Yellow Rank palm technique is dispensable.

Looking around, his gaze scanned the ruins around him.

Wang Hao grabbed the air and grabbed the guy who had passed out in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to die or don't want to live?" ”

"I want to live!" The man's face was swollen and red, and he replied without thinking.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the storehouse, and spare you from dying!" Wang Hao said coldly.

Under the guidance of the teahouse guys, he uprooted the secret stronghold of the Netherworld Cult in the capital.

The 300,000 taels of gold in the treasury, as well as some precious cultivation resources, were swept away and all put into the storage bag.

All are welcome!

Threw the guy in his hand.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he felt a powerful aura in the distance, galloping towards this direction.