Nangong Fan slowly opened his closed eyes, two essences flashed, and a fierce momentum spread around him, blowing the fallen leaves, and made a few turns in the air before slowly falling.

There was no longer the figure of Huang Taiyi and Lin Yunyun, the fairy couple, and there was a curious baby Chen Ming sitting on the stone table.

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, and he already understood that the pair of Tianjiao were originally passers-by in the nether realm, and now they had returned to the place that should have belonged to them.

Nangong Fan felt the explosive spiritual power in his body, and his realm didn't seem to have improved much, but the degree of spiritual power in his body was so condensed that the legendary powerhouses had to smack their tongues. I don't know how much stronger my strength is than before, and Nangong Fan is now even sure that under normal circumstances, he can wrestle with the peak martial saint board.

I can't help but be deeply grateful to the two who have passed away, and I believe that it won't be long before they can meet again, right? As for the matter of the younger generation of Dabi in the entire human world, he has already forgotten about it, and it is too early to think about it.

Chen Ming saw Nangong Fan wake up, and hurriedly handed over the wet cloth that had been prepared.

Nangong Fan took the handkerchief and gently wiped the faint blood droplets oozing from his body, and nodded in thanks, "How long have I been in retreat?"

"It's been ten days since Lord Yinhu sent me a message. Chen Ming was a little uninterested, the adults of his faith left, is there a chance to see each other again in this life?

"Ten days?" Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, he hadn't eaten for most of the month, and he hadn't eaten for almost a whole month in the past ten days, but his whole body didn't feel the slightest strange feeling, but was full of endless vitality.

If he hadn't known that Chen Ming wouldn't lie to him, he wouldn't have believed that ten days had passed quietly since he killed Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan looked at Chen Ming, who became silent, this curious baby no longer asked, he was really a little unaccustomed. "Why don't you speak?"

Chen Ming's expressionless face had a dull color, like despair, and there was an air of lovelessness on his body, "The adults took away the little ones, don't want us anymore." Wow......"

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth twitched, is this girl still a man?

Nangong Fan didn't understand Huang Taiyi's status in the eyes of this group of orphans, it could be said that they were the gods who supported them to survive, without Huang Taiyi's rescue, they would have already become the food on the plate of the orc clan.

Nangong Fan no longer paid attention to Chen Ming, who was crying loudly, and sat down at the stone table, his eyes on a letter that had not yet been opened.

"Nangong's little brother personally opened it - Huang Taiyi sent it. ”

Nangong Fan tore open the envelope with one hand, and the slippery paper instantly turned into a ray of golden light and pierced Nangong Fan's eyebrows.

Huang Taiyi's gentle and elegant voice resounded in Nangong Fan's sea of knowledge.

"Little brother, I'll go back first. In this world, except for the twelve people I have carefully cultivated, I have taken them all away, and it is up to you to deal with these twelve people.

Don't underestimate these twelve people, this is the twelve children I first rescued in this realm, and I have cultivated them with all kinds of spiritual grasses that are difficult to find in this realm, don't look at Xiao Chen Ming There is only a mere martial emperor, in fact, he has not really cultivated the exercises I left behind. The prohibition in their bodies has not yet been completely lifted. I hope that in the future, you can bring a lot of them to my side. Brother is waiting for you in Huazhou. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, if he didn't cultivate, he was a martial emperor if he only relied on spiritual power to grow naturally?

Chen Ming's crying gradually disappeared, and Nangong Fan couldn't help but look at it, Chen Ming had curled up in a ball and fell asleep.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but shake his head, no matter how he looked at Chen Ming, who was almost ten years older than him, he looked like a child who hadn't grown up yet.

I made a promise to Huang Taiyi, who was no longer in front of me, and I would definitely send twelve people to you without moving!

Nangong Fan yawned, looked at the black that was gradually revealed on the ground, and understood this Fang Jing

The earth will be reduced to nothing, and it will return to its original appearance as the Death Star.

This Pure Land was originally condensed by Huang Taiyi with the power of spiritual weapons, and without his blessing, the disappearance of the Pure Land would have been logical.

In this realm, except for him, Chen Ming and others, no one will ever know that there is a pair of Tianjiao who have been here and have not left for twenty years, saving hundreds of poor Terran children.

Nangong Fan lowered his head slightly, and saw Ao Canglan turned into a cocoon, he was extremely surprised, took a step forward, and just touched Ao Canglan's body, he saw that it turned into a light and shadow and escaped into his dantian space.

The connection between the two was prompted by Emperor Ao, and after Nangong Fan's mouthful of blood, they were much closer than the demon beasts that ordinary people had signed a contract with, and they could almost be said to have the same root.

Now that the Pure Land is about to disappear, Ao Canglan hazefully looked for a more suitable place for her transformation.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but shake his head, no longer wondering, when Ao Canglan woke up, he would naturally understand what was happening, and couldn't help but lazily walk out of this peach blossom source that had been greatly transformed, and took a step, the bluestone road had disappeared without a trace, and the bare black skin appeared in front of him, as if he had stepped from heaven to hell all at once.

Eleven people stood on top of the deep pit that had appeared after returning to the skin of the Death Star, seemingly chaotic and out of formation, but secretly in harmony, each of them looked like a wolf and a tiger, and a terrifying pressure followed, and countless beast roars faintly sounded in the void.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth cracked slightly, his body shook, a crackling sound exploded, the sound of a dragon roared out of thin air, and a black winding phantom hovered behind him, and the ancient coercion surged back towards the direction where the eleven people were.

The invisible collision exploded in the void, and black cracks filled the air.

The eleven people looked at Nangong Fan, who had taken three steps backwards one after another.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of fanaticism, he didn't expect that the eleven people in front of him who could be killed casually could be pressed back by their momentum alone by using the battle array.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Nangong Fan retreated, and stepped on the hard ground with one foot, the spider web-like crack slowly extended, and the whole person smashed forward like a cannonball.

Nangong Fan faintly felt a shock in his body, as if something hard was blocking him in the invisible void, and the momentum of the forward rush gradually slowed down, as if he was in the endless deep sea, and waves of invisible resistance came from all around.

The eleven people finally made a move, quickly dispersed, and flew away from everything, surrounding Nangong Fan, who was blocked from all directions, in the center, leaving an empty mouth behind them, obviously this was not their complete form.

Faintly all kinds of beast-shaped phantoms appeared behind them, and a mysterious aura permeated them.

The invisible pressure increased rapidly, if it weren't for the fact that Nangong Fan's strength was so different from theirs, it was estimated that he would have been crushed to the ground and unable to move.

With a flick of one person's fingers, a little light loomed, and eleven people all revealed a trace of spirituality and blessed them.

A little cold light flew in the air, but unlike the usual spiritual power, the more it flew on it, the weaker the aggression became, and there seemed to be invisible nutrients watering it in the void. The cold light was even more fierce, piercing the sky, without a single whistling sound, silently slicing through the void, with an indescribable breath of dead silence.

Nangong Fan's vest was faintly cold, as if someone had put the tip of the sword against his back, and before the cold came, there was a feeling of impending disaster. Subconsciously, his fingers made a flower-like shape, and a trace of white and flawless spiritual power emerged from his fingertips.

The white spiritual power is like a black hole, and the surrounding void actually has a feeling of collapse, the heavens and the earth seem to be trembling, Nangong Fan has not yet reacted, and the spiritual power in his hand trembled slightly, like a cannonball about to explode.

Nangong Fan's face turned pale, knowing that this was a great change in the spiritual power in his body.

Outcomes that you don't have full control over. The palm of his hand slapped backwards violently, and the white spiritual power that gradually expanded into a small ball exploded violently as soon as he took off his hand, and the terrifying impact came from behind him. A sweet sensation welled up his throat, and his body flew forward with the impact, blood dripping to the ground.

The eleven people paused slightly, and were stalemate with this violent impact for a moment, and the enchantment formed by the battle array was silently shattered, and they also scattered with the impact.

Nangong Fan fell on the ground in embarrassment, and couldn't help but show a hint of embarrassment, but he still got up from the ground neatly, with his now strong body, although this impact made it difficult for him to control himself, it did not cause him any damage.

Nangong Fan thought of the different beast phantoms behind the eleven people, and faintly recognized half of them, dragons, snakes, monkeys, chickens, dogs, pigs, and couldn't help rubbing his chin, as if he had heard the master say such a combination?

But at most, I mentioned it casually, so I was impressed, but it was not profound.

After thinking for a long time, there was no result, Nangong Fan simply stopped thinking, looked at the eleven people who were surrounded by gray faces again, looked at their stubborn and wolf-like eyes, and couldn't help but show a wry smile, "Don't fight, I admit defeat!"

"Come back to our Lord Yinhu!" A fat-headed, fat-faced, round-fleshed man with endless anger in his eyes looked straight at Nangong Fan, who was a little helpless in the middle.

Nangong Fan faintly remembered that what appeared behind the fat man was a pig-shaped phantom, looking at the imposing eleven people with an innocent face, and his voice couldn't help but weaken, like a wronged little daughter-in-law, "There are some things that you and I can't control......"

"It was you who came to Master Yinhu to leave us. "A woman with red lips and white teeth, her skin is slightly transparent, and you can even see the blood surging under it, which is veritable white and red. It's just that at this time, she had tears in her eyes, as if she was accusing a person who did many evils.

Under such eyes, Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart, as if he had done something rebellious.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but be a little speechless and had a headache, he only felt that Huang Taiyi, a cheap brother, had cheated him and stuffed him with twelve problem men and women.

"God, save me!" Nangong Fan couldn't help but murmur softly, how could he deal with these eleven men and women who seemed to be mature, but were actually not deeply involved in the world?

"Where did you take Lord Yinhu?" asked softly a man with eerie chill in his pupils, even if even the words were secretly filled with endless chill, Nangong Fan faintly felt a discomfort in his heart, as if he was being stared at by something in secret, and he would swallow him at any time.

"He's back to the Upper Realm. You can only find him if you work hard to cultivate. Nangong Fan had an idea, and couldn't help but secretly praise his wit in his heart.

"Upper Realm?" the eleven said in unison, "Lord Yinhu is really not a mortal like us. ”

The gurgling sound sounded, and the eleven people didn't feel the slightest surprise, it seemed that in their hearts, Huang Taiyi should be a fairy.

"Hey, scoundrel, can you take us to the Upper Realm?" the white and red woman's face was full of anticipation.

"There's nothing I can do about it right now. But someday it will. Nangong Fan's heart was empty, but he still spoke righteously, it seemed that if he didn't solve these eleven problems, he didn't want to get a moment of peace.

"How long is one day?"

Nangong Fan rubbed his brain seeds that were a little painful, and he was no longer able to complain. His ears, which were much sharper, fanned slightly, and a faint sound of footsteps came into his ears, and he couldn't help but turn his head to follow the sound.

Chen Ming walked slowly in the clothes that Nangong Fan gave him, and Nangong Fan couldn't help but secretly exclaim in his heart, I have a mother, and now I am finally saved.

Dealing with these eleven problem babies, he felt that it was more wasteful of mind and energy than going to fight with the bear again.

(End of chapter)