"Wang Hao, you have successfully enraged this god!"
The God of Slaughter's face instantly turned cold, and an extremely terrifying crimson energy erupted from his body.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. This aura had completely reached the Saint level—and it was even a Peak Saint.
"Wang Hao, be careful!"
Zhao Yiling tightly gripped Wang Hao's large hand. Clearly, she too could tell that the God of Slaughter would not be easy to deal with.
Wang Hao reassured her, "Don't worry. This guy can't stir up much trouble!"
The God of Slaughter's expression was frighteningly gloomy. He was a powerhouse who had descended from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. After a hundred years of cultivation, although his cultivation was only at the Peak Saint level, his combat power definitely far surpassed that of ordinary Peak Saints.
Yet Wang Hao had actually said he could not stir up much trouble. Wasn't that a little too disrespectful!?
"Whoosh..."
At that moment, a sharp gust of wind tore through the air.
Everyone looked up to see Alliance Master Xiao Tian swiftly step in front of Wang Hao.
The God of Slaughter raised an eyebrow. "Xiao Tian, what do you mean by this!?"
Xiao Tian said gravely, "God of Slaughter, this is the Peaceful Cosmos Grand Alliance. It is not your place to run wild here."
The God of Slaughter said coldly, "Get lost, or don't blame this god for destroying your Peaceful Cosmos Grand Alliance."
Wang Hao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Senior Xiao Tian, you absolutely cannot back down. He's bluffing you. He simply doesn't have the ability to destroy the Peaceful Cosmos Grand Alliance. If you don't believe me, tell him to destroy one and see!?"
Everyone's faces darkened as a huge what the hell surfaced in their hearts.