Creator God Realm.
Wang Hao's piercing voice echoed between heaven and earth.
The Heavenly Lord ignored Wang Hao's voice, the golden long spear in his hand relentlessly stabbing towards the Creator God.
But just as the gunpoint, gleaming coldly, was about to hit the Creator God, he suddenly seemed to be divinely assisted, his body slightly shifted, and then he reached downwards towards the Heavenly Lord.
"What?!"
The Heavenly Lord's pupils shrank abruptly, truly not expecting the mighty Creator God to use such a vulgar attack.
And because the distance between him and the Creator God was really too close, he had no time to defend himself, and could only watch helplessly as the Creator God's hand approached his nether regions.
The expressions of everyone present instantly froze, as Wang Hao's last drawn-out word rang in their ears, "Grab~~~"
"I grab!!"
