Qi Yuan looked thoughtful.

It’s not clear whether Dongjun, the big boss, is an enemy or a friend.

Although in the mural, Dongjun's character is a seed of infatuation.

But, that's only for the heroine.

In romantic dramas, the domineering president is kind to the heroine, but is a disaster to the nanny and housekeeper around him.

What, the heroine flipped the food out of anger?

Grandma Wang, hurry up and make ten more identical ones.

What, the heroine is so sad that she falls into a coma?

Doctor Wang, if you can’t be cured, your whole family will be buried with you!

Well, it’s fun to be the heroine, but it’s not fun to be the supporting role.

Among all living beings, most of us are supporting characters.

Qi Yuan also felt that he was ordinary, a little divine infant king, just a supporting role.

"It seems that we still have to find Dongjun.

My fate is up to me, and it’s time for us supporting actors to step up!"

Qi Yuan was impassioned.

The people next to them all looked at each other in confusion.

I was still looking for Dongjun just now, why is it that I have no control over my fate?

However, they were also familiar with Qi Yuan.

That's how the gods are, sometimes a little inexplicable, with strange brain circuits.

"Godfather, with our strength, we wouldn't be supporting roles in any world, right?" Qi Qi said softly.

When the other people heard this, they also had inexplicable expressions in their hearts.

Even though there are a lot of yangshen here, they are as worthless as the cabbage in the field.

But...even if it is the innate world, if Qi Yuan has never been there.

Even if you give it millions of years, or even tens of millions of years, you may not be able to create a Yang God.

Except for the Foodless Virgin, even other mythical powerhouses have almost no chance of stepping into the Yangshen.

And these people...well, let alone Yang Shen, most of them can't even step into the Great Master.

Meeting Qi Yuan is the greatest opportunity in their lives.

If Qi Yuan is not here, suppress them.

If they were released and placed in the upper realm, I'm afraid it would cause a shock to the fairy world.

After all, even in the upper realm, Yangshen is the foundation of a holy land.

With the presence of the Yang God, the holy land will last for eternity.

"However, what the godfather said still makes sense. Dongjun's strength is unknown, so we have to keep a low profile." Qi Qi mentioned again.

Qi Yuan nodded: "Yes, you still have to be cautious.

Even if he is not strong, what if there is a booger in this place of origin, which was left behind by Taishang Daozu?"

"This... Taoist ancestor shouldn't pick his nose, right?" Shen Lei Laoden couldn't help but say.

"Emperors use gold hoes, why doesn't Taoist pick his nose?" Qi Yuan said seriously, "According to Tang Niu's inequality principle, just because Taozu has a high level of cultivation does not mean that he doesn't pick his nose."

"..."

Everyone was silent.

Qi Qi couldn't help but whispered: "Godfather, even I haven't done that for a long time, how can Daozu do it?"

"If we don't stop this topic, wouldn't it be a little bad to arrange Daozu?" Shen Lei Laoden said.

If he was asked to scold Tao Ancestor every day when his strength was low, Shen Lei Laoden would not be afraid.

But now, it's different, he is in the Yangshen realm.

He also visualized the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan’s thunderous universal deity, and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, one of the six emperors.

The stature of these two people is extremely high and unimaginable.

Therefore, he is still very afraid of the supreme existence like Daozu.

Qi Yuan nodded.

"Come on, take me to the place where Purple Energy was born. I want to steal the master and see if I can do a big wholesale business."

…

The place of origin.

In the broken palace, Fatty Warrior suddenly opened his eyes.

"My father's breath?"

Not long ago, he closed his eyes to rest, and suddenly smelled a familiar feeling and the boiling of his blood.

This feeling makes it obvious that his "father" is out of retirement.

Over the years, it can be said that he has been extremely happy.

He is worthy of being the "father" that his fat warrior master has never met, and his strength is rising steadily.

This also caused his bloodline to undergo a leap.

His cultivation level has impressively reached the level of a fourth-level martial master.

This kind of improvement is extremely terrifying.

Of course, this is related to the fact that not only Jimei knows about it, but also other martial masters know about it.

Before the catastrophe, he was the titled Martial Lord.

Nowadays, there is a bloodline jump, and the strength is frequently improved.

Because of this, his status and position within ASEAN were once again elevated.

After all, there is a strong father hidden behind him.

Depending on the situation, it is very likely that he will be at the level of a titled Martial Lord.

"Fat Martial Master, your father showed up?"

At this time, a voice came from the Broken Palace, it was a slender old man.

This old man was also a titled Martial Master before the great catastrophe.

However, he is now a great martial master of the sixth level, a high-level warrior in ASEAN.

"Well, I seem to smell his aura, he should come out of seclusion." Fatty Martial Lord said thoughtfully.

"Where are you, take me to meet this senior.

Nowadays, we in ASEAN are having a hard time and we need to absorb some fresh blood." The slender old man was a little expectant and anxious.

The tasks assigned by Dong Jun had been going smoothly.

But over the past thousands of years, many missions have suddenly failed.

If the mission completion rate cannot reach 60% and the Dawn of Dawn reaches 60%, everyone will die.

The place of origin, the place of end, the scrolls of mountains and seas, will all perish.

Nowadays, it is always good to have more power in everything.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my... dad!" Fatty Warrior gritted his teeth and couldn't help but say.

"Okay." The slender old man nodded.

"What do you think my father will do if he doesn't recognize me?" Suddenly, Fatty War Master hesitated.

"Fat Warrior Master is worrying too much. Your bloodline is very strong. You should have inherited him perfectly. He looks just like you, how could he deny you?" said the slender old man.

Fatty looked at his round belly and finally nodded slowly: "What you said makes sense, let's go!"

…

The place of origin, the sea of ​​ten thousand souls.

This is the place where the ends of the earth and the origin meet.

Vibrant vitality glows.

Qi Yuan was sitting upright, his clothes were blown by the wind, and his expression was calm.

"Everything in this world comes out of the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Souls.

Where do all things in the world come from?
To be continued...