Chapter 1162

"But." in spite of this, the dark god still hesitated. Even if Wu Hao was chosen by heaven, Wu Hao is still only a semi divine state, and he is not qualified to be trusted by others.

"But what? But how long do you think it will take me to reach the divine realm? If you don't agree, even if you help you resurrect, you will be the first to kill when I reach the divine realm." Wu Hao said with great confidence. After all, he really needs a strong helper now. If the dark god can promise, it's best. In that way, he will have the first divine helper.

The dark God fell into extreme hesitation. To tell the truth, he didn't know what the chosen man was. The only thing he knew now was when he could be resurrected.

"Three years, if you can help me find a suitable parasite within three years, I will consider helping you."

Wu Hao thought for two seconds. Although the dark god was cunning, he couldn't say anything. He did his duty.

"I'll help you find it in one year. Three years is too long." Wu Hao said without thinking.

Because now he has reached the demigod, who will be his opponent in the whole world except the gods.

So if he really needs it, it won't take three years. One year is enough.

"Really, really?" The dark god's eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, Wu Hao dared to promise such a thing.

"Of course, I always keep my word." Wu Hao patted his chest and said.

After receiving this guarantee, the dark God began to waver. He could be resurrected in a year. Imagine that if Wu Hao didn't help him, he might have to wait for thousands of years, so maybe this was his only chance and last chance.

"OK, I promise you, if you can make sure within one year, no, I'll give you two years. If you can revive me within two years, I'll help you when you enter the divine world." The dark God immediately promised Wu Hao.

Compared with groveling to help Wu Hao, it is obvious that resurrection is the most important problem.

Although Wu Hao is only a demigod now, the chosen person definitely has something extraordinary.

On the contrary, if Wu Hao could not even reach the realm of God, the binding treaty would be of little use to him.

After the two agreed, Wu Hao entered the mountain stream according to the instructions of the dark god.

Because the surroundings are covered by the smell of death, the air can't fly at all, so we can only climb down the cliff a little.

Of course, this is not a big problem for the vigorous Wu Hao.

Black thunder!

Three thousand body methods!

Wu Hao's shadow moved and changed, rushed through layers of obstacles, and rushed to the mountain stream like a monkey.

The whole mountain stream is kilometers deep, and the bottom of the mountain stream is surrounded by fog and haze, so it looks deep.

After getting familiar with the surrounding environment, Wu Hao began to inquire about the whereabouts of the death god.

According to the dark god, the approximate location of the death god is in the central area of the mountain stream.

Here is a crash, there is no living creature, everything looks so boring.

Even grass and trees can't grow. The power of the death god is obviously not generally powerful.

Wu Hao is now at least a demigod. In addition to the divine world, he can be regarded as the strongest existence among the three worlds. He can feel some suffocation under the breath of the death god.

No wonder before, the dark god would say that the heyday of the God of death was probably not weaker than him. If this thing was fully integrated with the shadow, I'm afraid the strength of the shadow would rise to an unprecedented limit, so he also had expectations in his heart to see what degree it could reach.

"Wu Hao, speed up. I can feel that it's very close." The dark god hurriedly said at this time.

Hearing this, Wu Hao immediately quickened his pace. It seems that he is very close to the God of death.

Just here, a breath of death came out, and the powerful energy repelled Wu Hao's footsteps.

Wu Hao frowned. The smell of death just now made his internal organs tremble and feel very uncomfortable.

"Hey, are you sure we can get this?" Wu Hao began to question, because the breath of the death god was obviously stronger than that of the dark god, but the old man said it was not much different from him.

"Don't worry, it's just dead, so it looks violent. I'll protect you in." With that, an energy of the dark God formed a protective cover and wrapped Wu Hao in it.

Wu Hao wondered on his face that the old guy had defense means. Why didn't he use it to defend him at the beginning?

Probably guessed what Wu Hao thought in his heart. The dark god hurriedly said, "this thing is only useful for mind. When you refine me, you don't use mind. Naturally, it won't have any effect."

Relying on the power of the dark god, Wu Hao approached the death god step by step, and the death god also knew that someone was approaching him. Unfortunately, his energy could not have an effect on him.

"Who, get out of here!" The dark god is very irritable.

"Hehe, it's just death consciousness. Today is the day you die!" The dark God responded.

"You are a dark mind. You help a low human!"

"Well, if you had the chance, wouldn't you choose?" The dark god said without cutting.

What he is doing now is to resurrect. As long as he can resurrect, he doesn't care what others say.

Because in the face of absolute strength, even if others want to talk, they can only talk behind their backs. If they dare to say this in front of him, they are completely looking for death.

Of course, if it is the LORD God, he will not be so arrogant.

But the LORD God, isn't that a joke? Even if there is such a thing as the LORD God, it can't be in the human world, let alone in the semi God battlefield.

The most powerful gods who can appear in the demigod battlefield are some lower gods.

I'm afraid this death god is here because of some accidents, otherwise it would never be here.

"Depravity, you don't deserve to be a dark god. You are a slave to mankind!"

The dark god still smiled.

"If I want to resurrect, naturally I can only use you as a stepping stone."

"Wu Hao, take him down with your spiritual power. He belongs to the God of death. His spiritual power is not strong."

Wu Hao nodded. There was a line between them. Although he had scruples in his heart, on the premise of ensuring safety, he would naturally choose to believe in the dark god.

"Human boy, you want to die, I'm a god!" Feel Wu Hao's spiritual power and the God of death is angry.

"What if it's God? It's just a dead god. "