Chapter 672

Star field.

Sun Galaxy.

Higher race galaxy.

Wang Hao brought Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao to a planet.

Qian Wanyang became the size of a normal person, and Chen Yao also put away the six-winged wings behind him. They were not afraid of attracting the attention of others, but were afraid of stealing the limelight of Wang Hao, the boss.

A group of three people walks on the street, and aliens can be seen everywhere. Their structure is similar to that of humans, but their skin and other shapes may not meet the aesthetics of human beings.

Chen Yao couldn't help but ask: "The Tianyang Galaxy is only a high-level race, how can there be so many aliens!?"

Qian Wanyang frowned and said, "There are not only higher races, but also many super races among these aliens. Now they are gathered in the Tianyang Galaxy, which is really confusing."

Wang Hao said lightly: "During my one-year retreat, Immortal Ergong and the Four Great God Races fought fiercely. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the high-level officials of the two sides decided to have three duels. One was a duel between the gods. One is the duel between the experts in the Tianwu realm, and the last one is the duel between the masters of the Martial God, and the location is set in the Tianyang Galaxy."

"Duel!?" Qian Wanyang asked curiously, "Then what does this duel decide!? What will the winner get!?"

Wang Hao said softly: "The two sides have decided that if the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace wins, then the four gods will leave the Shinto space unconditionally, but if the four gods win, then the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace must unconditionally retreat and compensate for the losses of the four gods."

The two little brothers nodded to show that they understood, but they still didn't understand, what does this have to do with Wang Hao's idea of ​​being able to understand and see clearly! ?

At this moment, all the pedestrians on the street looked at a very tasteful middle-aged man with excited expressions.

"Look at the young patriarch of the Tiansheng Divine Clan, Chu Feng!"

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

"Then his opponent is not miserable? This Chu Feng has the blood inheritance of the Heavenly Sage and the Heavenly Demon."

"The representative of the Second Heavenly 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 kidding!?"

"That's right,

I heard that there is a personal feud between Chu Feng and Wang Tianyi. "

"What personal vendetta!?"

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

"Fuck, the revenge for taking my wife is deadly, so there's a good show to watch now."

"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 between him and the ninth level of the Martial God like Chu Feng."

"Doesn't that mean that Tianxian Ergong 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 the Demon God of Wuyao, and had to run to the Tianyang Galaxy. It turned out that his father was going to duel with others.

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

Chen Yao nodded again and again, "Qian Wanyang is right, your dad understood the way of the gods, and stepped into the gate of the god realm with one foot, and Chu Feng made a small idea."

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

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao laughed bitterly, feeling that the boss was really duplicitous.

Obviously, he cares about his father very much, and even the inheritance of Wuyao Demon God can delay going.

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

But when he got here, he had to pretend to be indifferent, didn't he think it was fake! ?

"What is your expression? Do you not believe what I said!?" Wang Hao's eyes revealed a very dangerous taste.

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao shook their heads in fright, expressing that they believed it very much, 100%, that the boss's words were the imperial decree and would never doubt anything.

But in my heart, I was madly complaining, this is a typical dead duck with a hard mouth.

Wang Hao nodded with satisfaction, and his heart was instantly relieved.

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

Wang Hao said with a look of disgust: "Why are we looking for him? What is our status now? What is his status? Can he stand tall!?"

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao rubbed their brows and felt their foreheads really hurt. It is rare in the world for the 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 Races stopped fighting like this, he would undoubtedly be the one who would suffer the most.

Therefore, he must disturb Huang's duel this time and let the war escalate again.

"Hey, now that the identities are different, it's very laborious to do things!" Wang Hao sighed, if he can continue to use his savior's identity, he promises to screw up this duel in minutes and let the war escalate quickly.

But his breath and appearance have all changed, and no one will believe that he is Wang Hao.

At this moment, a pleading voice suddenly came, "Ah... don't fight, please don't fight, I know it's wrong..."

Wang Hao and the others turned their heads and saw that several men in black were beating up a young man in his twenties.

On the side, there was a yellow-haired young man who was holding a non-mainstream woman, laughing proudly, "I beat this young master to death, a bastard, who dares to be disobedient and beat this young master to death. This low-class bastard..."

Hearing this, a group of people became more energetic again, and their fists fell like raindrops.

The young man in his twenties hurriedly hugged his head and shrank 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 for a while, and immediately thought of who this was.

To say 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 thinks of it.

This is the same as his father, who can eat soft rice even better than his father. Even the child's name is the same as someone else's surname. He is really the king of soft rice.

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

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

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

Thanks: [The Tranquility of Dawn] [Anonymous Big Brother] [Beimu] [Lonely Night Soul] for the reward! ! !

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