Under the smelting of the cave, Wang Hao's recovery speed was astonishingly, more than ten times faster than before.
"Xilulu..."
The Black Dragon King looked up at the sky and hissed, as if cheering for Wang Hao, which scared the Blood Spear's mount to tremble.
King Wu Jiao witnessed the battle between Wang Hao and Blood Spear throughout the whole process, and he was even more convinced of this new master.
Not long after, Wang Hao recovered completely and was not in a hurry to climb the mountain. Anyway, he is now the number one.
He wanted to complete the task assigned to him by the old woman, beat the remaining Gu Tianjiao and torture him bloodied. The two followers of Blood Spear had ridiculed him and intercepted him halfway.
Even if he didn't give the old woman's advice, he would give them a profound lesson, eye for eye for eye for tooth!
Then Wang Hao stepped forward and kicked the Blood Spear. This guy had indeed fainted, and Wang Hao did not kill him. After all, this was in the Unbeaten Hall. If he killed the ancient sage son of the Unbeaten Hall, he would have great trouble.
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Wang Hao looked around and saw a black crooked tree in front of the left. He immediately had an idea. He dragged the half-dead blood spear, like a dead dog, and directly hung him on the tree with a rope.
Facing down, feet up.
The dignified ancient sage son was hung here like a dead pig. The more he was, the more he was.
Then, he sat under the tree, recovering while waiting for the remaining three ancient geniuses.
I just waited for a long time and didn't see anyone coming. The more I went up the mountain, the stronger the gravity, and the speed of the others should have been greatly affected.
Anyway, he was idle, so Wang Hao stood up and kicked the blood spear hanging upside down on the tree.
"Why haven't woken up yet? Isn't you dead?" Wang Hao touched his nose with a suspicious expression on his face.
The blood spear was dripping with blood, and the blood flowed backwards along the temples, falling to the ground drippingly.
He opened his eyes with difficulty and finally woke up, but when he saw his current situation, he was hanging from a tree, swinging around like a swing.
It's so miserable, so embarrassing. He is the ancient sage son of five thousand years!
"Wang Xiaoyao!!! Have the ability to kill me!!!"
The blood spear burst out with a beast-like roar, and the humiliation in his heart was overwhelming, and he wished he could kill him.
"Haha, why am I killing you? When we arrive on the road to immortality, we are teammates." Wang Hao said with a smile.
"Then, let me down first!" The blood spear's teeth creaked.
"Hehe, I won't let go. You have been provoking me before. I want to squash your spirit. I will not be able to avoid being on the road of immortality, and you will not obey the command." Wang Hao said carelessly.
"Bastard, damn bastard!! Put me down!!"
The blood spear roared violently, and it was very crazy because it pulled the wound on its body with force, and the blood fell like dense raindrops.
"You can put you down. When you reach the fairy road, you must obey my command." Wang Hao said lightly.
"You dream, how can my ancient sage son, who has been dignified for five thousand years, be beneath you?" Blood Spear shouted angrily.
Wang Hao looked sarcastic: "I have arrived in such a field, can't I let go of your ridiculous figure? I really live in a dream. It seems that I need to wake you up."
After saying that, Wang Hao whistled and called the King of Wujiao.
"What are you...what are you going to do?" Xue Ji had a bad feeling when he saw the smirk on Wang Hao's face.
"Let you taste the taste of horse urine!"
Wang Hao sneered, and an evil arc was drawn into the corner of his mouth.
He was all hung up and beaten by himself, and he could not let go of his arrogance as an ancient sage. Wang Hao hoped to use this unconventional method to make him sober.
"Ah... Wang Xiaoyao, you dare?!!!"
Blood Spear's face turned green and a shrill howl came out of his mouth.
He is a dignified ancient sage. If he was really humiliated by Wang Hao, how could he meet others in the future?
"Of course I dare, the horse comes over and aims it at his face!"
Wang Hao issued an order to King Wujiao.
Once the Wujiao King recognizes his master, he will not hesitate to let it pee, let it die.
The Blood Spear was so scared that he scattered and shouted: "I'm convinced, I'm convinced, I'll listen to your orders on the fairy road!"
This ancient saint finally bowed his head and surrendered.
"Speak for sure?"
Wang Hao narrowed his eyes and considered whether he should use the method of True Cremation Thought to control the Blood Spear.
"What I said in Blood Spear, the water I poured out will count!" Blood Spear said gritting his teeth.
Wang Hao nodded slightly. He said something to such a proud and arrogant ancient sage.
As for the true cremation thought, let’s forget it. The risk is too high. After all, the Lord of Yunyue Palace and the others were watching. If the ancient sage son of the Imperial Palace were completely controlled by him, they would definitely not agree.
"Remember your words, if you regret it in the future, your fate will definitely be a hundred times more miserable than today!" Wang Hao said coldly.