Douluo: I, rely on the goddess cloud to cultivate a god

Chapter 119 Recovery
Wang Hao's words came from afar, and Anyi squinted at Shenglong and immediately smiled, "Wujin, find the biggest cesspit and throw it in."

……

Wang Hao didn't directly choose to kill Tang San.

It's useless!

This is a million times more painful than killing.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect main hall.

Xiao Wu's delicate body was trembling, her eyes were full of pain.

It was pierced by the needle of the Void God.

Her mind has always been extremely chaotic, until now, she began to explore the situation in her body.

A terrifying and boundless force was shaking in her body.

That power was beyond her control, and it was extremely poisonous that was difficult to detect!
Wang Hao released the Grass Sacrifice Martial Spirit, and golden light shone on Xiao Wu.

His grass-sacrificing spirit has the effect of purifying all things, and after a while, Xiao Wu's face turned rosy.

Immediately afterwards, the Void God Needle leaked out.

Buzz!
It seems to feel that Tang San is useless, the Void God Needle seems to have life, and it is about to break free.

But within the range of the Grass Sacrifice Martial Soul, the Void God Needle quickly quieted down.

Wang Hao stretched out his hand and put it away, "Xiao Wu, how is it?"

"Brother Hao, I'm fine." Xiao Wu moved her body, Wang Hao helped Xiao Wu get up, "I'll take you to the house, you'll be fine after a night of rest."

"En." Looking at the people in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Xiao Wu nodded.

Wang Hao's heart moved, and he placed Xiao Wu in the congenital treasure bridal chamber.

in the hall.

The female pope, Jian Daochen Xin, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi stood beside Wang Hao.

Linghu Shangjiu stood by the river, looking at Wang Hao in awe.

Wang Hao looked at the nine people, if it wasn't for Linghu hurting the nine people to take advantage of Tang San's distraction, they wouldn't have been able to rescue Xiao Wu from Tang San's hands.

"Today, thank you nine."

When the nine people heard this, they panicked. Lu Zhishang hurriedly said, "Senior, don't say that. It is our blessing to do things for you."

"That's right, although we were deprived of our godheads by our seniors, we reincarnated and rebuilt, and found that everything has changed."

Wang Hao looked at the nine people and went straight to the point, "You all passed the assessment today, so I don't want to come here to reward you, do you?"

The nine nodded and rubbed their hands together. They looked like they had just been weaned, with longing eyes and immature voices.

"I waited to see the peerless demeanor of senior in the God Realm that day. In fact, I came here to pay homage to senior."

Wang Hao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately said: "I can't teach you. With your knowledge and background, I think you will rise soon."

"Senior, we have made up our minds, please accept our joining, and we can follow you, the future can be expected."

Their tone is firm, and their eyes reveal a confident light.

In Wang Hao's eyes, there was no wave of calm, but the next moment, his figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the nine people.

"The future?" he asked.

Linghu said sadly: "After we reincarnated and rebuilt, we can see some things that ordinary people can't see. The Douluo Continent... is a world of bloodshed, a world... where everything is buried..."

Lu Zhishang nodded, "Everything is recovering, and it won't take long before it will surface, and the whole world will change..."

"Hiss~" Wang Hao couldn't help gasping when he heard this, and stared at the nine people. After a while, Wang Hao nodded, "Go to Sunset Forest first."

"Yes."

The nine people were excited and retreated.

When Wang Hao said this, it was obvious that he recognized them.

"Master, please sit down." Jian Daochen stepped forward heartily, having already made tea.

Wang Hao shook his head, and a scroll appeared in his hand.

"This is a sword manual. I give it to you as a gift. I will come to you if there is anything to do. Don't come to me if there is nothing to do."

Done.

He sacrificed Jiulong Chenxiang and said goodbye to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Brother Hao, I..."

Ning Rongrong ran forward, her face flushed.

"You want to go with us?" Wang Hao naturally saw the girl's thoughts.

"Cough." Ning Fengzhi coughed lightly, "My little girl can't learn much at home, so you can take it with you. She doesn't know how to wash and cook since she was a child, so she should practice with you."

Wang Hao: "..."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

Everyone: "..."

.........

Kowloon Agarwood is kicked out!

A strong scent of rouge lingered, and there were playful sounds. Wang Hao lay lazily, pillowed on Bibi Dong's lap.

far away.

A number of slender women.

Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were whispering in the living room.

Due to Bibi Dong's oppressive aura, they couldn't get close to Wang Hao at all.

Bibi Dong was sitting, her slender legs casually placed on the ground, "Xiaohao, that Tang San is very dangerous, why don't you cut the grass and root it out?"

Wang Hao smiled indifferently, "Wouldn't it be better to abolish the meridians, and I left a congenital barrier in his body, as long as he tries to repair the meridians, he will be in pain."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong let go of a hanging heart, "Let's meet Wuhundian."

"En." Wang Hao nodded.

He enjoyed such a day very much, but he knew that the world had begun to recover, and everything that was there or not was fading away from the dust.

In an ordinary valley, there was a sudden gust of wind.

A slender Taoist suddenly crawled out from the ground, his eyes radiated terror, and he looked around.

After a long time, there was a long cry, "I have recovered, I, Qingdeng Taoist, really resurrected again in this burial ground, and I can't be buried even if I am killed, who else can stand shoulder to shoulder with me on this day..."

"Old man, do you think that if you are revived, I can still be buried forever?"

At this moment, a blind monk appeared.

The blind monk was covered in golden light, and he rushed towards the slender Taoist with a pitch-black Zen staff, leaving a golden light in the air.

His speed was very fast, and the Zen staff pierced the slender Taoist's eyebrows.

"Humph!"

The slender Taoist snorted coldly, and a vertical eye appeared between his brows.

After a moment of silence, terrifying fluctuations erupted.

"Old monk, if you want to do something to Master Dao, you think Master Dao is a vegetarian."

Wisps of purple air came from the east, and the blind monk could no longer control the Zen staff in his hand, and the terrifying fluctuations raging around swept away the Zen staff.

And in the depths of the lame man's vertical eyes, like a bottomless abyss, there was a burst of heaven-swallowing suction, trying to swallow the blind monk.

The terrifying suction force tore at the blind monk's body, and blood spattered on his body.

But the blind monk's heart was peaceful, waiting for death, "Taoist Qingdeng, do you remember the ancient last words?"

"You want to use my hand to transform into a Tao? And then live another life?" Taoist Qingdeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Then, as if he had realized something, the purple energy raged.

The two stood quietly.

In their hearts, there is only boundless darkness and endless sinking.

After some time, both of them opened their eyes, and the valley was still in sight.

But everything has changed in this valley.

Among them, the stars revolve around it, as if forming a world of its own.

Their bodies trembled, since everything was silent, they had never seen such a scene.

But thinking that they were already dead at this time, their hearts twitched, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

Is it possible that only death can turn back the past?

"Grandpa Qingdeng?"

"Grandpa Holy Buddha!"

Behind them, two familiar voices suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)