Chapter 675

Star domain.

Tianyang galaxy.

Higher race galaxy.

Wang Hao takes Qian wanyang and Chen Yao to a planet.

Qian wanyang has become the size of a normal person, and Chen Yao has folded his six wings behind him. They are not afraid to attract other people's attention, but they are afraid to steal the limelight of Wang Hao, the boss.

A line of three people walking in the street can see aliens everywhere. Their structure is similar to that of human beings, but the skin and other shapes may not be able to achieve the aesthetic of human beings.

Chen Yao couldn't help but ask, "Tianyang galaxy is just a high race, how can there be so many aliens?"

Qian wanyang frowned: "there are not only higher races, but also many super races among these aliens. Now they gather in Tianyang system, which is really confusing."

Wang Hao said lightly: "in the year when I was closed, Xianer palace and the four major deities were fighting each other. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the high-level officials of both sides decided to have three duels, one was a duel between experts of the divine realm, one was a duel between experts of the heavenly realm, the last was a duel between experts of the martial spirit, and the location was determined in the Tianyang system."

"Duel!?" Qian wanyang asked curiously, "what did the duel decide?"!? What can the winner get? "

Wang Hao said in a soft voice: "both sides decided that if tianxian'er Palace won, then the four gods would leave the space of the gods unconditionally, but if the four gods won, then tianxian'er palace would have to withdraw unconditionally and compensate the four gods for their losses."

Two younger brothers nodded to show that they understood, but they still don't understand. What does this have to do with Wang Hao's idea of being open-minded and understanding!?

At this time, all the pedestrians on the street looked at a middle-aged man with a very strong taste.

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

"It's said that Chu Feng is one of the representatives of the four deities. He took part in the duel with Wu Shen."

"Then his opponent is not miserable? This Chu Feng has the blood lineage of the heaven saint and the heaven devil

"It seems that the representative of the two heavenly Immortals' palaces is Wang Tianyi!"

"It's Wang Tianyi. I heard that this man is from the galaxy."

"The lower race!? Are you sure you're not kidding? "

"That's right. It's said that there is a personal feud between Chu Feng and Wang Tianyi."

"What personal feud!"

"It's said that Lin Shiqi, the little princess of the Tianming people, had an engagement with Chu Feng, but finally escaped from marriage with Wang Tianyi."

"I'm so sorry to take revenge on my wife. It's a good play."

"By the way, what is Wang Tianyi's cultivation?"

"It's said that it has reached Wushen Level 3, which is too far away from chufeng, who is Wushen level 9."

"That's not to say, Tianxian palace has lost a game!"

“………”

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao were stunned. They finally understood why Wang Hao didn't go to the inheritance place of Wu Yao. He had to run to the Tianyang system. It was his father who wanted to fight with others.

Qian wanyang comforted: "boss, your father has the ancient god of war heritage. Even if Chu Feng is better than your father, he will not be your father's opponent."

Chen Yao nodded repeatedly, "Qian wanyang is right, but your father understands the God's road, one foot into the gate of the God's throne, a small meaning of Chu Feng."

"Cut!" Wang Hao left his mouth and said, "who cares about him? I'm just here with the mentality of watching a play. You must not think about it. Remember, you must not think about it."

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao laughed bitterly, feeling that the eldest brother was really duplicity.

Mingming is very concerned about his father. Even the inheritance place of Wuyue can be postponed.

Even last time, he beat the heavenly way half dead because it threatened his family.

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

"What is your expression? Don't believe what I said! " Wang Hao's eyes revealed a very dangerous smell.

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao shook their heads in fright, saying that they believed very much. They believed 100 percent. The words of the eldest brother were the holy will, and they would never doubt anything.

stubborn and reluctant to admit mistakes or defeats make complaints about the death of ducks.

Wang Hao nodded his head with satisfaction, feeling much more comfortable in an instant.

Qian wanyang turned away and said, "boss, shall we go to your father now?"

Wang Hao looks disgusted and says: "what do you want to do with him? What identity are we now? What is his identity? Can he rise high? "

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao rubbed their eyebrows and hearts, and felt the pain in the forehead. It's rare for them to make Wang Hao and Wang Tianyi.

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

Wang Hao looked at Chu Feng from afar, and felt that if the two heavenly immortals palace and the four gods did not fight like this, he would undoubtedly be the one who lost the most.

So he had to stir up the duel and escalate the war.

"Well, now I'm in a different position. It's hard to do something!" Wang Hao sighed. If his identity as the savior can be used, he will make sure to screw up the duel in minutes and make the war escalate rapidly.

But his breath and appearance all changed. He said he was Wang Hao, and no one would believe him.

Just then, a cry came out, "ah Don't fight, please don't fight, I know it's wrong... "

Wang Hao and others turned their heads to see that only a few men in black were beating a young man in his 20s.

On the other hand, a young man with yellow hair is hugging a non mainstream woman, and he laughs loudly and triumphantly, "beat me to death. I dare to disobey you. I want to kill my inferior race..."

Smell speech, a group of people strength aggravates again, fist falls like raindrop.

The 20-year-old quickly hugged his head and shrunk into a ball, and let out a miserable cry.

Qian wanyang frowned: "boss, it seems that the beaten man is mo Junlin, the new president of the human race, the son of Han Yang."

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

Who is mo Junlin? He can't think of it for a while.

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

It's the same as his father, even a guy who can eat soft food better than his father. Even his child's name is the same as other people's surname. It's really the king of soft food.

"Boss, before you left the galaxy, the new president sent you a red envelope to take care of his son in Tianyang," Chen reminded

"Is that it!? Why don't I remember! " Wang Hao is at a loss.

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao take a smoke at the corners of their mouths, which is really in line with Wang Hao's personality. The little red envelope will never remember. Only the big red envelope can be his favorite