Universe’s Ultimate BOSS - Chapter 676

[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: “There are not only high-level races, but also many super-level aliens among these aliens. Races, now gathered in the Tianyang Galaxy, it is really confusing.”

Wang Hao said lightly: “During my retreat for a year, Xian Er Gong and the four major gods fought hard, in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, The high-level officials of the two sides decided to have three duels, one is the duel between the masters of the gods, one is the duel of the masters of the Tianwu realm, and the last is the duel of the masters of the god of war, and the location is set in the Tianyang galaxy.”

“Duel!?” Qian Wan Yang asked curiously: “Then what is decided in this duel!? What will the winning side get!?”

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

two little brothers nodded and said they understood, but they still didn’t understand. What does it have to do with intuition!

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At this moment, all the pedestrians on the street looked excitedly at a middle-aged man with great taste.

“Look at the young patriarch of the Heavenly Holy God Clan, Chu Feng!”

“I heard that Chu Feng is one of the representatives of the four God Clan 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-class 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 feud!?” “I

heard that the Tianming Protoss The little princess Lin Shiqi 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 his wife is not shared, so there is a good show to watch now.”

“By the way, what kind of cultivator is this Wang Tianyi? Why!?”

“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.”

“That doesn’t mean that the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace has already lost a game!?”

“…”

Qian Wan Yang 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 Wu Yao, 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 ancient God of War heritage. Even if Chu Feng’s cultivation is stronger than your father’s, he will not be your father’s opponent.”

Chen Yao nodded again and again, “Qian Wanyang said that. That’s right, your dad has understood the way of God, and stepped into the gate of the God Realm with one foot, Chu Feng’s trivial thought.”

“Cut!” Wang Hao curled his lips, “Who cares about him, I’m here just to hug With the mentality of watching the play, don’t think about it, remember, don’t think about it.”

Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao smiled 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!

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“What kind of expression do you have? Don’t you 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 disgust: “What are we going to do with him? What is our status now? What is his status? Are you up!?”

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, feeling that if the Second Heavenly Immortal Palace and the Four 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, the identities are different now, it’s very laborious to do things!” Wang Hao sighed, if he can continue to use his savior’s identity, he can guarantee that this duel will be screwed up in minutes and the war will 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 to look, only to see a few men in black fighting. A young man in his twenties.

On the side, there was a young man with yellow hair who was holding a non-mainstream woman, laughing triumphantly, “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’s energy increased 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 about it, and immediately thought of who it 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 Milky Way galaxy, the new president gave you a red envelope, asking you to come to the Tianyang galaxy to take care of his son.”

“Is there such a thing!? I don’t 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…

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