Chapter 1179 I Will Never Give up if I Don't Succeed

Underworld.

Territory dominated by death.

It's dark and dark here.

Wang Hao was taken to a palace by the Lord of Death, surrounded by many pale women looking at Wang Hao.

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

"Who are they!? Why are you looking at me like this!?"

Wang Hao got goosebumps from being stared at. He felt that if death hadn't ruled by his side, he would definitely be innocent.

The death master said lightly: "They are ghost repairers and want to drain your yang energy."

"Girl ghost!"

Wang Hao screamed, feeling hopelessly handsome.

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

Death Lord shook his head and said, "They are ghost repairers, not female ghosts!"

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

The master of death explained: "The female ghosts are transformed by the souls of mortals after death. They will be sucked into the eighteen layers of hell and then reincarnated. If you want to become a ghost cultivator, you need to give up the body and let the primordial spirit enter the underworld to cultivate."

"Abandon the flesh!?"

Wang Hao's face was blank, he didn't understand why this good man gave up his body when 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 others away. Others are chased by enemies and can only hide in the underworld for refuge, and they simply want to become ghost cultivators... "

Wang Hao nodded and stopped asking about these things.

After all, radishes and vegetables each have their own preferences. He doesn't like ghost repairs, but that doesn't mean others don't like them.

And the Lord of Death is right, this underworld is indeed a good refuge, because it is a place where you can only enter, and are not allowed to go out.

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

"Okay, come with me!"

The Death Lord was expressionless and walked towards the palace with his feet raised.

"Wait for me……"

Wang Hao hurriedly followed, for fear that the female ghost cultivators would take advantage of the death master's inattention and push him to the ground and ruin him.

Not long after, Wang Hao followed the Death Lord to a hot spring. The water was misty and the water was pure natural and clear.

Even standing on the edge, 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 fountain of the underworld,

As long as you soak in it, you can not only cleanse your body and mind, and sublimate your soul, but also develop your own potential and get an unimaginable leap. "

Wang Hao couldn't help but ask: "Brother asked you to bring me here, wouldn't you want me to use this fountain of the underworld to increase my potential!?"

The death master said a little reluctantly: "This fountain of the underworld has been condensed for countless years to condense this point. If the master told you to use it, then I would never bring you here."

"Really use it for me!?"

Wang Hao cried out in surprise, feeling that he was a bit of a villain and a gentleman's belly.

He thought that Brother Creation God had arranged some abnormal training for him, but who knew that it was a good thing to take a hot spring.

Death Lord nodded and said, "Yes, it's for you!"

"Then I'm welcome!"

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

"Wow wow..."

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

"what happened!?"

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

He now only feels one after another terrifying energy pouring into his body, as if he was thrown into a piranha pond, and his body was devoured frantically.

"There is no free lunch in the world, and if you want to develop your potential, you have to pay a price!"

The Death Lord stood on the shore with a blank face, then raised his hand and waved Wang Hao into the fountain of the underworld again.

"Fuck!"

Wang Hao uttered a foul language, feeling that he was being tricked again.

This appears to be a benefit on the surface, but the pain is not much at all.

At the same time, Wang Hao also swears in his heart that he must prepare something good in the future to welcome the new little brother from his hometown and let him know how much his brother loves him.

There is also the ice cube man, the master of death. He will definitely engrave a few words on him with the retail price of a dime, and then sell it to the elf master god at a low price, so that he will live in shame for a lifetime.

At this moment, the terrifying and almost crazy energy galloped through Wang Hao's limbs like a raging horse.

Wang Hao's body trembled lightly, and he could vaguely perceive that when this terrifying wave roamed through his limbs, his muscles, bones, and qi and blood had undergone earth-shaking changes.

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

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

"Can't stand it anymore!?"

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

You must know that this fountain of the underworld is the core of the underworld, and it gathers the energy of the entire underworld.

At this moment, the system sound suddenly sounded, "It is detected that the host is in danger, and advice to upgrade the Heavenly Venerate Divine Art."

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 gods and demons to upgrade the gods!"

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

"Roar……"

Wang Hao raised his head and roared loudly, quickly running the new version of Tianzun Divine Art, causing the surface of his body to be instantly shrouded in a layer of divine light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

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

"How is this going!?"

The Lord of Death's eyes showed a strange color, and he couldn't understand how it broke out again when it was obviously full of blood! ?

At the same time, the master of death also found that Wang Hao was transforming at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only did the qi and blood in his body become incomparably vigorous, but also tossed like a rolling river.

And his bones and flesh and blood are filled with a sacred atmosphere, and bright golden light flashes from above.

 …

fairyland.

The Vault of Heaven Lord stands on the ruins of the City of Destiny and thinks about life.

Now the Master of Destiny was killed by Wang Hao, and Wang Hao ran away again, and the legendary Lord God did not come.

If the God of Creation or Wang Hao came to trouble him, he would definitely die, so the number one divine art in the world became his only life-saving straw.

"Judging from the current situation, my talent doesn't seem to be enough, so I can only make it up with diligence!"

There is a touch of stubbornness in the eyebrows of the ruler of the sky, and there is a taste that he will never give up if he fails...