"Boss, you have to be careful, you can't joke about this."

At this moment, the Blood Demon heard a voice and added: "There are so many prisoners in this prison. In fact, it doesn't matter if one or two die. I suggest you don't go there. You should put the overall situation first. Don't ruin the future of all of us for his luck!"

It can be heard that the Blood Demon is afraid that Su Hao will take risks, because if Su Hao is in danger or dies, his good life will not be too far from death even if it ends.

"I said to fellow Blood Demon, I don't like to listen to you like this. What does it mean to die one or two of you?"

However, unexpectedly, Huang Qi suddenly asked in the direction of the Blood Demon in such a cold voice, and with a very unwilling tone.

"Although I am a demon, I am also a reasonable demon."

The Blood Demon responded calmly: "Look at your own condition, you should understand better than anyone else. You are already helpless, so why should you make things difficult for the prison leader?

If the prisoner dies for you, wouldn’t you harm all of us?”

"You asked the prison chief for divine blood before. Is it different that you are making things difficult for the prison chief?

Are you still reasonable?

You just tell me a big truth!”

Before Huang Qi could reply, Chi Luo, who was in the cage No. 3, suddenly scolded the Blood Demon in a targeted manner.

"You old fool, can you compare what he asks for compared with what I ask for?"

The Blood Demon was angry, and for some reason, he became angry when he saw Chiluo.

"Okay, shut up!"

Su Hao scolded him coldly! Then he turned his eyes to Huang Qi and asked in a narrow voice: "How long can you last?"

"I guess it's my limit in one year."

Huang Qi responded.

Upon hearing this, Su Hao nodded and said with a serious look: "As the boss of this prison, I definitely don't want to see my prisoner die.

I will help you find the medicine, but I am not sure whether I can find it. It depends on whether your life is good.”

"Since the prisoner has said this, I, Huang Qi, promised here that if the prisoner is willing to find medicine for me, even if I did not find it in the end, Huang Qi, would be willing to give all of my own abilities to the prisoner before my life is destroyed, in order to repay you!"

Huang Qi said loudly.

At this point, Su Hao didn't stay in the cage anymore and immediately withdrew his mind.

He was not thinking about Huang Qi's fortune now, but thinking about what kind of place the underworld was.

The most important thing is, does the so-called immortal grass exist or not?

“A year left.”

After a while of calm, Su Hao finally recovered.

Although the year was not long, in his opinion, instead of tangling about the affairs of the Netherland now, it would be better to improve one's cultivation first. After his cultivation reached the divine path, it would not be too late to go to the immortal desert where the evil spirit covered the sky with the evil spirit.

Only by becoming stronger is the only hope for all hope! Without hesitation, Su Hao immediately came to Motuohou Yam Medicine Garden.

The garden is full of spirit and the fairy spirit is floating. It is the spiritual medicine planted here, and even the spiritual substances revealed by the magic medicine. Just staying in the medicine garden can make people feel refreshed and happy in body and mind.

Soon, Su Hao found 32 different types of ninth-grade spiritual medicines, and each picked some branches, leaves, or fruits. He did not uproot it, but picked it in moderation.

Because these ninth-grade spiritual materials are too important and too precious for the fairy-mart sect, which are just starting out and slightly famous, and more people need this type of medicine.

The most important thing is that there are not many ninth-grade spiritual materials in the medicine garden, and he can only pick them and prepare pill recipes once.

"It should be no problem to refine ten ninth grade pills, but I just don't know if it's enough for me to attack the divine way?"

After returning to Motuo Hall, Su Hao began to get busy. He must be sure to refine elixirs, but he was worried about one thing in his heart, worried about the amount of elixirs needed to hit the divine realm of this man.

You should know that now his cultivation is at the first level of the Spirit Lord Realm. If he wants to reach the divine way, he has to cross six levels in a row before he can jump over the dragon gate and climb the divine way.

The spiritual power consumed in this is not a little bit, nor is it comparable to the previous spiritual master realm and the impact on the spiritual master realm.

Even if it is a ninth grade pill, Su Hao has no clue.

He even regretted that he would have left him one or two magical medicines if he had known it. If he could not hit the divine way, he might have used the magical medicine to help him go up easily?

One hour later, ten nine-grade pills were perfectly released! The rich fragrance of spiritual medicine filled the entire Motuo Hall.

Su Hao didn't think much about it anymore. He sat down cross-leggedly, held his breath and began to swallow the first ninth grade pill.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy rioted in his Qi sea, like a drum whistle, and it was like a volcano erupting in his body. The spiritual energy erupted was scattered, quickly nourishing the tendons, blood, and even the Yuan fetus in his body with fire light in its body deep in its eyebrows.

During the riot, a warm current flowed from the soul and spread to the limbs and bones of his body, Su Hao could deeply feel that his cultivation level had increased sharply. This feeling was extremely comfortable and extremely pleasant! The second level of the Spirit Lord Realm! Although it was a small level, this level of improvement made the thunder pattern, Guiyuan Dafa, Spirit-Devouring, Blood-Devouring Patterns... and even the soul in his body have been comprehensively improved and strengthened! "It seems that I was too worried before?"

Su Hao smiled knowingly, elegant and pleasant.

At this time, in his opinion, the problem of insufficient elixirs he had worried about before was not big, because he had only used a ninth-grade elixir, and his cultivation level rose directly to the next level, and no excess spiritual energy in the Qi sea did not dissipate.

Logically speaking, if so on, the remaining nine pills are enough to break the spirit and turn into a god! "Om Long!"
Chapter completed!