At this time, it was just eighteen years since Wang Hao arrived at the Immortal Realm.

"Eighteen years have passed. Are the three families behind the great disaster going to go down from the realm?"

"I'll destroy your lair, see if you can still go down from the realm!"

Suddenly, a blood light that soared into the sky appeared on Wang Hao's body. This blood light seemed to be a mark of some kind, and Wang Hao could not destroy it even with various means.

A moment later, the vast blood light on Wang Hao's body disappeared, and a bright red mark as red as blood was quietly condensed on the top of his forehead.

Wang Hao used his mental power to touch this strange mark, "Boom!", his mind shook, and then he saw an extremely strange young man turning his head to look at him.

This glance made Wang Hao feel severely hit, and his mind was as if he was hit hard by some kind of force.

He had blood on his ears and nose, and Wang Hao's heart was shocked. Who was the weird young man? He just looked at him across the endless space and was severely injured.

You know, his current combat power is a high-level immortal king!

"Maybe...only...only the Immortal Emperor... has such a means..."

Wang Hao was shocked, and the strange young man turned around and said, "Dare to kill the branch owner of my Blood Red Tavern..."

What the strange young man said next seemed to be affected by time and space and was blurred.

"Puff~" The figure of the strange young man disappeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes.

Wang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were bright.

"So what about the Immortal Emperor? When I... my cultivation level has been improved to the peak of the Immortal King... I might as well fight with you!"

He did not take the strange young man too seriously... Wang Hao could already see the level of the Immortal Emperor. I believe that in the near future, he will be able to ascend to the Immortal Emperor's path...

...

Wang Hao rushed to the night and only took a day to arrive at one of the real murderers behind the disaster, the Jin family, in front of the door.

He didn't say nonsense, smashed the Jin family mansion that covered dozens of miles with one palm, and then beat the Jin family ancestor who rushed to Jin Xuri, who was a junior immortal king realm, with one punch.

Then, he slaughtered all the mainstays of the Jin family's celestial fairy realm, but he did not kill them all.

He stood in the sky, like an emperor, and said coldly: "My name is Wang Hao. If you become strong in the future, just seek revenge on me."

After leaving this sentence, he went to the Sanyang Palace, the real murderer behind the next great disaster...

With his current high-level Immortal King combat power, dealing with the two top-level Immortal King forces is as simple and easy as eating and drinking water.

The final result was no surprise. He slaughtered all the three forces of the Jin family, Sanyang Palace, and the Blood Demon Sect and the high-level combat power.

The three forces that have lost the combat power of the celestial immortals and the primary immortal kings are destined to become second-level forces in the Great Red Heaven Immortal Realm.

Wang Hao transformed the third figure who was chasing him that day and asked him about it, and finally knew who this person was.

This person is the earth emperor of the entire Great Red Heaven Realm, an intermediate Immortal King: Great Red Heaven Immortal King.

Wang Hao looked at the teleportation channel to the blue planet in the lower realm opened by the three forces, thought for a moment, and decided to let the Great Red Heavenly Immortal King live for a few more days first.

He missed his friends in the lower world... Zhao Ling'er... family... Xiaohua...

Wang Hao stepped into the formation in one step. The next moment, the place suddenly shook, the void twisted, and Wang Hao was teleported to the blue planet.

Wang Hao looked around and found that he had been teleported to a monster nest of the ten thousand races.

At this time, there seemed to be several figures with strong auras deep in the monster's nest, conspiring for something.

Wang Hao's eyes narrowed, and his immortal thoughts were comparable to those of the high-level immortal king level, and he immediately knew what these monsters of all races were plotting against.

All races actually want to design a peak human immortal powerhouse to kill the human race!

Wang Hao snorted coldly and said, "It's really a thief."

"It's still the ancestor who is right. If it's not my race, their hearts will be different!" Wang Hao frowned, his figure flashed slightly, and he walked to the nest conspiring by all monsters.

"Who!"

"Wang Hao! You are not dead!"

"Hahaha, God helps me, isn't this the peak powerhouse of the human race and immortals who are delivered to me!"

Wang Hao's eyes became colder. He saw three familiar figures in it, the Golden-winged Roc, and the three leaders of the Ten Thousand Races.

He stood there, only a trace of breath was revealed, and then the top existences of these thousands of races: the human fairyland monsters, all solidified one after another.

Then they watched as they disappeared into the void like quicksand.

Wang Hao said coldly: "I originally thought that you would spare your lives because you had fought against the great disaster with the human race."

“It seems redundant now.”

Wang Hao clapped his hands and left the place, leaving only a thin layer of ashes in the nest of the hordes of all races.

I'm afraid no one or monsters of all races on the blue planet could have imagined that the most powerful force of all races would die here and turn into a thin layer of ashes.

Wang Hao crossed the void in one thought and came to the ancient martial arts sky mansion city.

At this time, the ancient martial arts city was thriving and prosperous, and Wang Hao showed a smile on his face. It seemed that his kung fu was not wasted back then.

He hid in the void and entered the ancient martial arts heavenly palace. Soon after, he arrived at a school institution. Wang Hao smiled at the plaque above the school institution.

"Human Saint Academy." He seemed to remember the warm days when he became a teacher in the Human Saint Academy, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

He walked into the Rensheng Academy where the ancient martial arts heavenly mansion was located, and passed by old acquaintances. Those old acquaintances seemed to have not seen Wang Hao and were doing their own things.

With Wang Hao's current cultivation level, he doesn't want people to see him, so no one on the blue planet can see him.

Suddenly, he stopped and there was a classroom in front of him, with the name "Class 3".

A lively teacher stood on the podium in the classroom. When Gu Qier turned around and wrote to the blackboard, she saw a figure in the corner of her eyes.

She trembled all over, turned her head stiffly, and saw Wang Hao.

She had red eyes, and after a moment, she rubbed her eyes hard and said, "It must be an hallucination!"

"Old Wang, he is dead, don't talk about him every day."

"Isn't it good to let him be reincarnated and be a child from a happy family, lively and happy every day?"

"If you talk too much and recall his soul, he will not be reincarnated and become a lively and happy child!"

Gu Qi'er kept admonishing herself in her heart to stop talking about Lao Wang.

Wang Hao smiled and waved to Gu Qier. Gu Qier rubbed his red eyes hard and said in disbelief: "Is Lao Wang's soul really being called out by me?"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "What are you looking at, little girl!"

When Gu Qier heard Wang Hao's voice, she felt like thunder sounded in her ears. After a while, she confirmed that Wang Hao was still alive. She left the student behind and ran towards Wang Hao.

...

Wang Hao left the Rensheng Academy and felt mixed feelings. He could see Gu Qier, but he could never see Long Feifei again.

Long Feifei and Gu Qier are his favorite students. They are not only smart but also willing to study!

Now, Gu Qi'er is still alive, but in that battle, Long Feifei understands himself in the world in order not to distract himself.

A breeze blew across Wang Hao's face, as if comforting Wang Hao and asking him not to be sad.

Wang Hao raised his hand, but the breeze slipped away.

He looked at the slipping breeze sadly and disappointedly, and murmured: "Is it you... Xiaofei..."

Wang Hao continued to walk in the ancient martial arts city. He walked through places and saw old friends, but he did not disturb them.

He will only show up unless he has a good relationship with him... He does not want to interrupt the life trajectory of those people.

Next to a thatched hut, there was a straw-hat fisherman fishing with all his attention, but there was always a touch of undesolate sadness in the depths of the straw-hat fisherman's eyes.

Suddenly, a young man walked to the straw hat fisherman and patted the straw hat fisherman on the shoulder...

A young man walked into the family of the human race's old hero "Wang Hao" and the door of the Wang family...

In a quiet and simple courtyard, there is a lake full of lotus flowers, and a beautiful pavilion erected in the center of this lake.

In this pavilion, there is a woman covered in white gauze playing the piano. The sound of the piano is melodious and melodious, but it also has extremely strong sadness and longing.

Although the woman in white veil could not see her true face, she was determined to be a stunning woman who was stunning from her beautiful outline.

There are some small boats in the lake, and the boats are admired by this woman.

A pretty boy was riding on a small blue boat, which was incompatible with the many luxurious and complex boats around him.

Someone sarcastically said, "Brother, are you planning to use a strange ship to attract Fairy Ling'er's gaze?"

"Then I advise you to give up sooner."

"Your method has been tried long ago, but it doesn't work!"

"Fairy Ling'er focuses on her piano sound and will not look at you more. Brother, give up."

Someone asked the man and said, "It is rumored that Fairy Ling'er has been stable here since the great disaster eighteen years ago."

"For eighteen years, I have never left this place for a step, and it seems to be waiting for someone?"

The man rarely showed a trace of respect on his face and said, "What a pity, the people who are waiting for Fairy Ling'er... are destined to be unable to wait for this life!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look, why doesn't Fairy Ling'er play the piano, but stare at the pretty boy!"
To be continued...