Godly Stay-Home Dad

Yue Wuwei said.    

He really liked to beat up cultivators who acted cool in front of him.    

At this critical moment.    

The upper echelons of the Starlight Divine Dynasty were sweating profusely.    

Upon seeing the background of the other party, the pressure on the hearts of those who were like Han Long and the others grew greater and greater.    

All eyes were on the people up above.    

Under the pressure from the huge sects in the center of the Stellar River, it was still a joint effort of several sects.    

This was too terrifying.    

It was also because of this that Yue Wuwei wanted to personally take action.    

Have you considered acting cool in front of this old man? Young man.    

Yue Wuwei's expression remained indifferent, as he waved his sleeves: "Scram!"    

Shoo! Shoo!    

Dozens of black whips appeared.    

Pah pah pah pah!    

Other than Song Zhan, the others were sent flying.    

Including that Elder Fen.    

In just one move, more than half of the people on the other side had been beaten to death due to their relatively weaker strength.    

The others were also deeply wounded.    

"You, stop looking. You're the one I'm asking about. What's your name?"    

Yue Wuwei lightly pointed at the dumbstruck Elder Fen.    

"Hurry up!"    

Beside Elder Fen, the black-clothed, disheveled Central Star Region's people all had horror in their eyes. They didn't dare to stop and wanted to escape.    

But at this time.    

Yue Wuwei coldly snorted.    

Space shook.    

The black-clothed man's face was ashen, as if he had died. He had sunk into a state of terror.    

"I, I am the Fire Wings Dynasty's Tiger Dragon District's Head, Elder Fen." His voice had become much deeper, cautious and afraid of angering Yue Wuwei.    

The contrast between the both of them made the people around them, especially Han Long and the others, feel strange.    

"You seem so awesome?" Yue Wuwei said.    

Hearing his tone, Elder Fen was startled: "No, no, no, I'm not awesome."    

He didn't know what 'awesome' meant, so he tried to figure it out for himself before saying, "There's no way to compare me to senior. Senior is awesome, yes, senior is awesome, I'm not."    

Hm?    

What about the bickering?    

Yue Wuwei stared at him, and then punched out once again.    

Bang!    

Sou ?    

Elder Fen was sent flying backwards by the barrage, smashing onto the limestone floor. With a rumbling sound, smoke and dust suffused the air, and a deep crater appeared.    

"I'll deal with you guys later."    

Yue Wuwei said lightly.    

At this time, his gaze, along with Zhang Han's and the rest of the New Moon Mountain's people's, landed on Song Zhan's body.    

Right now, the only one still in good shape, who had not been beaten up by Yue Wuwei, was only one person, Song Zhan!    

"Are you really that dumbfounded?"    

Zhang Han laughed mockingly, "You think you can soar to greatness, but what about now? Grandfather, go. "    

"No, no."    

Seeing Zhang Mu's bloodshot eyes, he rushed forward while wielding the Mountain Splitter Saber.    

Song Zhan panicked.    

He panicked, and as if he had lost his parents, he anxiously said:    

"Brother Mu, please listen to my explanation."    

He kept backing off.    

Zhang Mu continued to press forward.    

Song Zhan broke out in a cold sweat.    

How could he have thought that even the big backers of the Fire Wings Empire and the central galaxy would be suppressed by a mere ancient martial world?    

How was this possible?    

If he were to face Zhang Mu alone, what kind of fate would he end up in? He was afraid that he would be left in a cold situation.    

"Brother Mu, Brother Mu, don't do anything. I have my own difficulties too, just listen to what I have to say."    

Song Zhan thought about fleeing backwards.    

However, he could sense from behind that the space was shaking. There was no retreat.    

He had thought of resisting.    

He pretended to be weak and innocent, pretending to not resist. When Zhang Mu arrived, he stabbed out with his blade. However, he knew very well that when he faced the tribulation leaders, he would burp and fart.    

He had also thought that crying and pleading was also happening right now.    

At the same time, he had many more ideas.    

But Zhang Mu didn't give him any more time.    

"This slash!"    

Zhang Mu gritted his teeth. With a savage expression, he raised the long saber in his hand. "Because you are betraying your word!"    

Swish!    

Pfft.    

The saber almost went cold.    

Song Zhan had a stupefied expression on his face. This was the tempo of immediate death.    

"Because of my anger!"    

Puchi.    

"The third slash."    

The blade in Zhang Mu's hand glowed with light. "The brother who died for me, Quiet Fire!"    

Pfft!    

Song Zhan, the guard.    

But this was not the end.    

Zhang Mu controlled the corpse of Song Zhan as he floated in mid air. He raised his head and looked at the sky.    

In fact, everyone present could feel the faint soul aura in Song Zhan's corpse.    

It was a life-saving technique.    

"You Huo, I will avenge you."    

"Today, I will hack Song Zhan to death. I have even raised his ashes to pay my respects to you!"    

"My great-granddaughter, lend me a light."    

Zhang Mu said.    

"Fire." Seeing that Mengmeng was still in a daze, Zhang Han reminded her in a low voice.    

"Ah?" "Aaaah!"    

Mengmeng regained his senses and slapped forward with his palm.    

Crash.    

A ball of white flame appeared, then began to burn.    

Ah!    

Song Zhan's miserable shriek was heard twice before it died down.    

Under the precise control of the Mengmeng.    

There was ashes.    

Zhang Mu: "Old Huo, rest in peace."    

Raise the ashes.    

It floated down with the wind.    

The Qi that had been holding Zhang Mu's chest dissipated.    

The surroundings were completely silent.    

After Zhang Mu returned from the air.    

Zhang Han's and Yue Wuwei's eyes landed on the Fire Wings Dynasty's Elder Fen, who was behind them.    

"Kill them all?"    

Yue Wuwei looked a little hesitant.    

"Lord, do not attack. I can go back and discuss with the higher ups and ask them to withdraw their orders to prevent the army from coming." Elder Fen hurriedly said.    

From the looks of it, the Fire Wings Empire was not planning on letting the Clear Sky Sect live.    

Even if he went back, he could only persuade and discuss it. He might not be able to shake the decision of the upper echelons.    

Bang!    

Zhang Han thought.    

A incantation appeared, as though it had created a mirror in the air, and sent Elder Fen flying with a slap.    

"Scram back and tell your master that we will visit him one day."    

Zhang Han slowly said.    

Hu ?    

Elder Fen let out a long breath, and cupped his hands in the distance:    

"Many thanks for your grace of not killing me. When I return to this matter, I will carry back the words of my lords."    

"Hur hur."    

Yue Wuwei snorted, and did not say much.    

Most likely, after killing these people, not many days later, the army of the Firewing Empire would arrive.    

In the face of these circumstances, if there were only Yue Wuwei and Zhang Han, the two of them would probably play with each other.    

Yue Wuwei understood what Zhang Han meant and was very excited for a moment. He went to the center of the Silver Dragon River to choose between the dishes, smashed the stalls, and killed all of them until he could take it lying down.    

Yue Wuwei really liked this matter.    

Elder Fen and the others left.    

He left dejectedly.    

The black clothed man, the center of the galaxy's backer, didn't even dare to fart.    

He was afraid that because of his status as the center of the galaxy, he would be killed without a second thought.    

"Milord."    

Elder Fen and the black-clothed man were in the room of the ship, currently flying towards the Tiger Dragon District. Elder Fen cupped his hands and asked: "This matter, us?"    

"Not participating." The black-clothed man said, "That old man is much stronger than me. He's a third-level character. I'm afraid not many people in the entire Silver Dragon Stellar River can exchange blows with him. Just be careful and let them deal with it themselves."    

The central galaxy had a few people at the Silver Dragon Stellar River's side. However, they all came from different forces and each of them swept the snow in front of their doors.    

The two of them can definitely give those people a lesson or put a great amount of pressure on them. To a mere Southern Mountain Realm cultivator, losing two forces is nothing more than a small matter. Next time when something like this happens, don't call me, just take care of it yourself. "    

When he said these words, his tone was somewhat dissatisfied.    

He almost put himself in danger, and he felt that it was already good that he didn't get angry.    

"Then how can I report this to the higher ups?" Elder Fen asked.    

Right now, he didn't really care about the Firewing Empire. Instead, he was very close to the black clothed man.    

If he stayed here, sooner or later, he would have to go to the central galaxy.    

"Normally, those people would be angry and suffer losses because of their arrogance. Hehe, they have been peaceful for so long and have been in charge of the Silver Dragon Center for so many years. It's about time they got busy."    

The man in black smiled.    

He seemed happy to see the chaos inside.    

They did not want to interfere in this matter.    

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare to.    

On the other end.    

When Elder Fen and the others left.    

The Song War had fallen.    

Zhang Mu was a little emotional, but life was just like this. Sometimes, people would feel helpless.    

Isn't Zhang Han the same as well?    

"We need to show respect to the starry sky."    

He opened his mouth and said:    

"It's not like we haven't experienced this before. From Earth to the Southern Mountain Realm, our journey was smooth. But everyone must remember, there is no true invincibility in this world."    

"It can't be. Daddy is invincible." The Mengmeng muttered.    

"Master is the most powerful." Mu Xue, Jiang Yanlan, Zhao Feng said.    

Zhang Han muttered to himself for a bit, and said: "If we are infinitely close to invincibility, under normal circumstances, perhaps after obtaining a relatively high aptitude, we can be considered invincible if we are able to last till the end."    

"Until the end."    

"Hahaha ?"    

Yue Wuwei laughed: "You're right."    

"Alright, let's go rest."    

Zhang Han said: "Be careful, I'll go to the center with Elder Yue, you guys contact the Star Glory Divine Dynasty more."    

The Great Elder of the Starlight Divine Dynasty directly said, "We will stay here. The safety net is in full swing. If there is any danger, we will retreat first."    

"Yes."    

Zhang Han slightly nodded: "Daughter, follow me."    

"What?" The Mengmeng blinked his eyes and followed him to the side.    

Zi Yan also followed him.    

Then Zhang Guangyou, Rong Jiali... Until Yue Wuwei.    

He saw dozens of people.    

Zhang Han: "..."    

Suddenly, he fell silent.    

Going to another place didn't seem any different from staying here.    

It was just that the number of people was a little less.    

Thinking about it, Zhang Han felt that it was boring.    

"Never mind, let's leave it here."    

Zhang Han said, "A while ago, I obtained the Heavenly Demon Flame, and it is also one of the strange flames. On the third tier, your Profound Nether Cold Flame is in the third tier, so normally speaking, the Heavenly Demon Flame is nourishing food. I have been refining it for a while now, and the energy is calm.    

Zhang Han smiled, extended his right hand forward, and a ball of flame appeared.    

It was something that he forcibly snatched from the enemy's body during the great battle.    

"Am I going to refine it right here?"    

Mengmeng blinked his eyes and immediately sat on the ground to begin refining and absorbing the spiritual energy.    

There was still one more match before 23.