My Private Planet

　　 Jia Junpeng is dressed in a fiery red shirt, and his hair has turned into a pure fiery red earlier, looking like a beating flame.

　　 She looked at Wang Yi with a scorching gaze: "Please approve the star master. For thousands of years, I have been sitting on the Godhead of Vulcan, but I have never really made a contribution to the gods. I want to prove that Vulcan is not weaker than people..."

　　 Wang Yi took a deep look at her: "Okay, when the battlefield is chaotic, you will go with me to explore your mainland Azeroth."

　　 "Star Lord, do you want to go too?" Jia Junpeng asked in surprise.

　　 "Of course." Wang Yi smiled and nodded, "Only you go, I'm afraid you won't find the God of Light."

　　 "Star Lord, rest assured, I will do my best to protect your safety." Jia Junpeng glanced at Wang Yi and said cautiously.

　　Wang Yi looked around at the crowd and said: "I will explore the continent of Azeroth, and the things on earth will be handled by the dark body and the **** of the sea."

The gods of darkness and the gods of the ocean are the godhead clones separated by Wang Yan. They have all the thoughts of Wang Yan before the separation. Theoretically, they are the same community as Wang Yan. However, the later experience made them have different Thought and destiny became an existence independent of Wang Yan.

　　 They have lived in their respective positions for more than 10,000 years, and have much richer experience than Wang Yan, and they have formed their own personalities and supernatural power systems long ago.

　　 But in essence, the Godhead clone and Wang Yan are both prosperous and both prosperous.

　　 "Lead the life." The **** of darkness and the **** of the sea said in unison.

　　 "Star Lord, I have a request." In the Art Department, a young man with curly hair and flat appearance, with a scroll-like atmosphere all over his body, walked out of the team.

　　 Chandler, the genius master who created picture-in-picture, Wang Yan found his name in his memory.

　　 "Chan De, you say." Wang Yi's smile was gentle. He was very gentle with the new generation of talents rising on the gods. After all, the endless talents are the driving force for the advancement of civilization.

　　 "I want you to open a time and space gate between the two worlds for me, the star master." Qian De said.

　　 "Why?" Wang Yi asked.

"Everyone thinks that my picture-in-picture involves the way of space." Chandler said, "but I know that my skills are still far behind. I want to study your door of time and space and thoroughly analyze the way of space. Mystery."

　　 Everyone was in an uproar.

　　Space and time have always been the king’s killer, and the king’s patent.

　　 Chandler's bold request can be said to have violated Wang Yan's domain.

　　 Wang Yi waved his hand.

　　 The scene suddenly became quiet.

　　 He glanced at Qian De, nodded and said, "Yes."

　　 "Thank you Star Lord." Qian De's expression was calm, and he seemed to think that Wang Yi's promise was a normal thing, not a great thing.

"I can open the door of time and space for you." Wang Yi continued, "You can use it to your heart's content, observe it, and study it, but I hope you can protect it. Azeroth is never allowed. The invaders on the Stadt Road, enter the gods through your gate of time and space."

　　 "No one can break out of my picture-in-picture world." Chandler said proudly.

　　 "Okay." Wang Yi smiled, "Chande, I hope you will crack the mystery of the gate of time and space as soon as possible. Perhaps in the future, closing the gate of time and space on the island of lyngvi requires your research results!"

　　 "I will." Chandler nodded seriously and retreated back to the team.

　　 "Star Lord." In the Art Department, another person stood up. It was Li Zhan's youngest son, Li Hao, the little guy who broke the God of Destiny in the stars.

　　 Years of experience have made Li Hao fully mature. His appearance has not changed much, but standing there, like a wise man who sees through life, his body is full of wisdom.

　　 "What's the matter?" Wang Yi asked.

"I want to go to Azeroth with you." Li Hao said, "There is nothing new under the sun. I have known all the races on the gods. I can write the fate of anyone at will, but I feel Over the years, my supernatural powers have stagnated. I need new insights to grow. I want to travel through different civilized worlds and improve my future path. I want to become the true **** of destiny."

"Li Hao, don't be fooling around." Li Zhan's expression changed a few times, and he scolded, "The wordless heavenly book can only exert its greatest power in places you are familiar with. When you arrive in the strange continent of Azeroth, your magical powers will be affected. Limit, you will drag the star master."

　　 Although Li Zhan's words are blame, it is obvious that they are showing concern.

　　 After all, it was Wang Yi's clone of Wang Yan who entered Azeroth, not the real Wang Yan. His abilities are limited. In the realm of humans, he can protect himself.

　　 Li Hao’s abilities have been compromised again, the real combat power is actually only the fire **** Jia Junpeng.

　　 Out of danger, it must be Wang Yi that Jia Junpeng's priority is to protect.

　　 Therefore, Li Zhan definitely does not want his young son to take risks.

　　 Ten thousand years ago, He Zhi's eldest son, He Di, fell to the earth, and he has not resurrected yet. He doesn't want to suffer the pain of losing his son like He Zhi.

"Father, I have decided." Li Hao turned around and said firmly to Li Zhan, "My goal is to become the true God of Destiny, not the God of Destiny of the gods. I must go through this. Moreover, it is not just the continent of Azeroth. In the future, the **** king will conquer other civilized worlds, and I will also go to see it, even if it falls for this reason, I will not hesitate."

　　 Wang Yi smiled.

　　 For dreams, desperate young people.

　　 Chandler, Li Hao...

　　 This is the future of his planet!

"That's right, Li Hao." Wang Yi applauded, "I promise you, you can go to Azeroth with us." With that, he looked at Li Zhan, "Old Li, take my heart back. In your stomach, I assure you that the future **** of destiny will not fall prematurely."

　　 "I understand." Li Zhan glared at Li Hao, and nodded at Wang Yi in a jealousy.

　　 Next ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The gods made an analysis of the future battle and assigned each other's tasks.

　　The meeting of the gods on the earth is coming to an end.

　　 And the battlefield outside.

　　 The war between the devil and Buddhism has been fought for a day.

　　Although there are no statistics on casualties, the battle on this day almost consumed about 5% of Buddhism's reserves.

　　 Five percent is not a small number.

　　 10,000 years.

　　 Buddhism stores thirty million monks and soldiers.

　　 5% of casualties are equivalent to at least 1.5 million deaths by monks and soldiers in one day.

　　 This number is quite huge, you know, this is only one day!

　　 After six years of World War II, the total death toll was 70 million.

　　 It is not a concept to consume 1.5 million a day and 70 million deaths in six years.

　　 The Buddha Shen Xiaolong, who has always been calm, has distressedly deformed the muscles on his face. He watched the battlefield and kept chanting, overtaking the soldiers who died on the battlefield.

　　At this time, Zhang Dongping came to Shen Xiaolong's side: "Xiaolong, let your people retreat as far as possible, but they often use the power of a giant cannon."

　　 Above the camp of the God of Industry.

　　 The huge warship slowly turned its hull, and dense muzzles emerged from the flanks, aiming in the direction of Lyngvi Island.