"Daddy, you're back~"

Lan Xin walked into the hall with light steps, her voice was crisp and soft, her expression was timeless and beautiful, her eyes reflected brilliance, and the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat was engraved in it.

With a little attachment, a lot of admiration.

"Blue Heart..."

Seeing his delicate and well-behaved little daughter, Lan Nan immediately restrained his thoughts, put aside the heavy plans in his mind for the time being, he pointed to the nearest chair and spoke slowly.

"Sit here ......"

After Lan Xin sat down for a while, Lan Nan raised his head slightly, and a circle of hidden ripples spread from his body, instantly encompassing the entire Lan Mansion, and in an instant, all kinds of things in the mansion were under his control.

He frowned slightly, and said in an inexplicable tone: "What about your eldest brother, why don't you see him in the house?"

Since before, the orange god skull was distracted in the south of the Yehuai region, most of the high-level martial artists in this city were frightened and retreated, and he was one of the few who did not leave.

He didn't leave, and he didn't even inform the entire family to make some necessary evacuation preparations, and this was not because he risked his life, and it wasn't that he didn't value the family.

Rather, because of some special origins and encounters, Lan Nan has spied into some almost fragmented historical secrets in some scattered documents that record history.

The human race divides the strange personality according to its own martial arts level, but it is only divided into fifteen levels, which correspond to the five major realms and fifteen small realms of the human martial arts in turn, from the body realm to the catastrophe realm.

Further up, if there is a strange level that reaches above the Tribulation Realm, or even much higher than the Tribulation Realm, it will no longer subdivide the realm, but will be uniformly called the super level.

This kind of existence, transcendent and extraordinary, overlooking the astral realm, like the transcendent path of the human race's martial arts, has long been out of the boundaries of its own race and has become the source of some kind of power, history, and symbols.

Therefore, the super-level weirdness that has been freed from the shackles of the race, freed from chaos and ignorance, and born into the wisdom of the true self, will not be like those low-level weirdness that only rely on physical instincts.

It seems that the improvement of rank has also greatly reduced the attraction of living beings to them, so there are still super-level strange deeds in this world, but they are rarely a disaster.

Of course, Lan Nan did not leave Yehuai, but it was not based on this secret, because after the super-level weirdness appeared, it rarely devoured living beings, but it did not mean that it really did not kill, there was a certain probability in this, not absolutely.

The reason that really made Lan Nan decide not to retire from the night locust was very simple, that is, the super-level existence power was really unimaginable and indescribable.

If it is born with malice, let alone the night locust, I am afraid that Nanyan Prefecture and even the Great Yan Dynasty will be difficult to resist, and it will turn into food and nutrients for such existence in an instant.

Therefore, whether he can live or not depends not on whether he leaves the Night Locust, but whether the orange god skeleton has enough malice towards the human race.

If there is malice, those few rune realm masters who escaped from the night locust will also die, they will definitely die, and the result will not change in any way, in the face of super-level weirdness, it is so powerless, so humble, life and death are not up to me.

Fortunately, this time he and Yehuai had enough luck, and the orange god skull left directly.

"Big brother~"

Lan Xin gently picked up the tea set, carefully poured tea for Lan Nan and herself in turn, she picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly:

"Big brother has just been out for a while, and it is said that there are a lot of alienated things in the south of the city, and this alienation has spread very quickly, and it has already given birth to chaos......"

South of the city, alienating things?

Lan Nan closed his right palm tightly, and then released it again, his brows furrowed, and he muttered to himself silently, "Is the impact so profound?"

The Orange God Skull is a super-level monster, and where it appears, whether intentionally or unintentionally, all visible and invisible creatures in its vicinity will be infected by its power and gradually turn into a monster with a special form.

This is something that will definitely happen, but to Lan Nan's surprise, this gradual process seems to be too fast.

"Send a message to your eldest brother and ask him to return home immediately. Rubbing the edge of the teacup, Lan Nan looked at his little daughter, his tone slightly heavier, and he looked at it a little.

At the beginning of the change in the south of the city, there may still be a deep legal doctrine that belongs to the orange god skeleton here, or there are some uncontrollable dangers, so it is better to recall the boss of his own family.

"Daddy?"88

Lan Xin's smile faded and her expression was slightly serious, she noticed some slight changes in her father's mood and tried to inquire.

Things that can make a rune realm martial artist fluctuate in their emotions are worth paying attention to and are destined to attract her.

“...... Don't be nervous. ”

Seeing his youngest daughter like this, Lan Nan immediately came back to his senses, knowing that his attitude had already affected her slightly, he turned his mind slightly, and said softly: "It's not what you think, but there are good things to share with you." ”

Seeing that Lan Xin's gaze had already been seen, and his attention was also distracted by himself, Lan Nan chuckled: "Do you remember the dragon Jiao thigh I harvested from outside the city before?

Of course, I also have requirements. ”

"That is, the two of you must thoroughly digest this dragon Jiao meat and let your cultivation go to the next level. ”

......

......

"Ho-ho..."

"Jiao Seventeen is dead. ”

"Jiao Yuanjia is also dead. ”

In the area of the night acacia lamp pan lake, above the boundless sky, suddenly there was a strange voice of indifference echoing.

Airplanes~

At the same time as this elusive trace sounded, the void above the Dengpan Lake emitted a huge hum, and the void began to ripple like water, spreading in circles, rolling clouds and waves.

Under the heavenly dome, visible to the naked eye, there is a bloody light born from the void of the long sky, and this blood light is criss-crossed and intertwined, gradually outlining an illusory portal containing the true meaning of endless truth.

Recite~

Suddenly, an earth-shattering dragon roar resounded in the sky, and then a dragon Jiao head as bright as a golden sun, comparable to Shenyue, poked out from this gate.

"Resentment, revenge!"

"Resentment, revenge!"

"Resentment, revenge!"

"Is there only such a persistent and stubborn emotional embodiment? I really wonder how miserable your Jiao Yuanjia died, and how strong he would leave behind after his death, it is even strong enough to be used as an 'anchor' here, allowing me to accurately locate here. ”

As he spoke, the golden dragon Jiao's left eye flashed, shooting out a golden light reflected above the Dengpan Lake.

Call~

Suddenly, as if by a wind and a fortune, the mysterious particles were pulled by the golden light, and gathered together like moths to a fire, and then these particles were combined and arranged, and spontaneously transformed into a picture that was not clear, but absolutely recognizable.

The first picture: More than a dozen human races stand in the sky, besieging a huge dragon Jiao with a body of thousands of feet.

The second picture: The dragon Jiao was dying of blood and was shot to the ground.

The third pair: Everyone divided the corpse dragon Jiao, and the blood was carefully collected.

The air suddenly condensed, and the temperament of Jinyang Longjiao, whose eyes were indifferent, was even colder, he raised his head to look in the direction of Yehuai, and his tone was inexplicable, not emotional:

"Terran. ”

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