cosmic villain

Qian Wanyang frowned and said: "These aliens not only include higher races, but also many super races. Now they are gathered in the Tianyang galaxy, which is really confusing."

Wang Hao said indifferently: "During the one-year period of my retreat, the Immortal Second Palace and the four great god clans fought fiercely. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the high-level officials of the two sides decided to have three duels. One is a duel between masters of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the last one is a duel between masters of the Martial Gods, and the location is set in the Tianyang Galaxy."

"Duel!?" Qian Wanyang asked curiously: "Then what is the decision of this duel!? What will the winning party get!?"

Wang Hao said softly: "The two parties decided that if the Second Immortal Race wins, then the Four Great God Races will leave the Shinto Space unconditionally, but if the Four Great God Races win, then the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace must unconditionally withdraw and compensate the Four Great God Races for their losses."

The two younger brothers nodded to express their understanding, but they still couldn't figure it out. What does this have to do with what Wang Hao said about having a clear mind and a clear mind? ?

At this time, all the passers-by on the street looked at a middle-aged man with a lot of excitement.

"Look at the young patriarch of the Heavenly Saint God Clan, Chu Feng!"

"I heard that Chu Feng is one of the representatives of the Four Great God Clans and participated in the battle of the Martial Gods."

"Then his opponent is miserable? This Chu Feng has the blood lineage of the Heavenly Sage and Heavenly Demon."

"The representative of the Second Immortal Palace seems to be called Wang Tianyi!?"

"It's Wang Tianyi. I heard that this person is from the Milky Way galaxy."

"That low-level human race!? Are you sure you're not joking!?"

"That's right. I heard that Chu Feng and Wang Tianyi still have a personal enmity."

"What personal enmity!?"

"I heard that Lin Shiqi, the little princess of the Tianming God Clan, had a marriage contract with Chu Feng, but in the end she ran away and went with Wang Tianyi."

"Fuck me, the feud of taking a wife is irreconcilable, this is a good show to watch."

"By the way, what kind of cultivation is this Wang Tianyi!?"

"I heard that he has reached the third level of the Martial God, and there is a huge gap with Chu Feng, who is at the ninth level of the Martial God."

"Doesn't that mean that the Second Immortal Palace has already lost a game!?"

"..."

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were stunned in place. They finally understood why Wang Hao didn't go to the inheritance place of Wuyao Demon God, but went to Tianyang Galaxy. It turned out that his father wanted to fight with him.

Qian Wanyang comforted: "Boss, your father has the inheritance of the ancient god of war. Even if Chu Feng is stronger than your father, he will not be your father's opponent."

Chen Yao nodded again and again, "Qian Wanyang is right, your father has comprehended the Dao of God, and stepped into the gate of the God-level Realm with one foot, just a little bit of Chu Feng."

"Cut!" Wang Hao curled his lips, "Who cares about him? I'm just here with the mentality of watching a show. Don't think about it. Remember, don't think about it."

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao smiled wryly, feeling that the boss was really duplicity.

He obviously cared about his father very much, and even postponed going to the inheritance place of Wuyao Demon God.

Even last time because Tiandao threatened his family, Tiandao was beaten to death.

But here he has to pretend to be indifferent, doesn't he think it's fake! ?

"What's your expression? Don't you believe what I said!?" Wang Hao's eyes showed a very dangerous taste.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao shook their heads in shock, expressing that they believed it very much, believed it [-]%, that what the boss said was the imperial decree, and they would never doubt anything.

But in my heart, I complained crazily, this is a typical dead duck with a hard mouth.

Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction, feeling much more at ease in an instant.

Qian Wanyang changed the subject and said, "Boss, should we go find your father now!?"

Wang Hao looked disgusted and said: "Why are you looking for him? What is our status now? What is his status? Can he afford it!?"

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao rubbed their eyebrows, feeling that their foreheads really hurt. It is rare in the world for this father and son to be like Wang Hao and Wang Tianyi.

Chen Yao asked: "Then boss, what are we going to do now!?"

Wang Hao looked at Chu Feng from a distance, and felt that if the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace and the Four Great God Clans stopped fighting like this, he would undoubtedly be the one who would suffer the most.

So he had to disturb Huang's duel this time and let the war escalate again.

"Hey, the identity is different now, it's so laborious to make things happen!" Wang Hao sighed, if he can continue to use his identity as the savior, he will definitely mess up this duel in minutes and let the war escalate quickly.

But his aura and appearance have all changed. If he says he is Wang Hao, no one will believe him.

At this moment, a begging voice suddenly came, "Ah...don't hit me, please don't hit me, I know I'm wrong..."

Wang Hao and others turned their heads to look, and saw several men in black beating a young man in his 20s.

And there was a yellow-haired young man on the side who was hugging a non-mainstream woman, laughing triumphantly, "Beat me to death, a bitch, how dare you be disobedient, and be beaten to death by me!" This lowly human race..."

Hearing this, the group of people increased their strength again, and their fists fell like raindrops.

The 20-year-old youth hurriedly hugged his head and curled up into a ball, screaming miserably.

Qian Wanyang frowned and said, "Boss, the person who was beaten seems to be Mo Junlin, the new president of the human race, Han Yang's son."

Wang Hao thought about it, and immediately thought of who it was.

As for who Mo Junlin was, he probably couldn't think of it for a while.

But when it comes to Mo Junlin's father, Han Yang, he immediately remembered.

This is a guy who is just like his father, even better at eating soft rice than his father. Even the child's name is the same as someone else's surname. He is really the king of soft rice among the kings of soft rice.

Chen Yao reminded: "Boss, before you left the Milky Way galaxy, the new president sent you a red envelope, asking you to come to the Tianyang galaxy to take care of his son."

"Is there such a thing!? Why don't I remember!?" Wang Hao looked blank.

The corners of Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao's mouths twitched. This really fits Wang Hao's personality. The little red envelope will never be remembered, and only the big red envelope is his favorite...

Chapter 675 Has something to do with me?

Qian Wanyang couldn't help asking: "Boss, can this Mo Junlin be saved!?"

Wang Hao nodded, "Anyway, we are all human races, it's not unreasonable to be bullied by outsiders, please save it!"

"Then I'll save him now!" Qian Wanyang rolled up his sleeves, ready to show off his giant strength.

Wang Hao stopped him with his hand, "Remember, ask him to pay you after you save him."

"Give me money!?"

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were dumbfounded, they had already given red envelopes, so asking for money is too unreasonable! ?