"The battlefield of the ancient gods will soon send people down!" Night Dusk Han shared the good news with Jun Langya for the first time.

"Okay." Jun Langya nodded, hugged Ye Duhan distressedly, and sighed in her heart that Xiao Han'er did not stop for a moment on the path of cultivation.

"Taking advantage of this moment of respite, I want to retreat and cultivate, my cultivation is too weak!" Night Dusk Han thought about it, he had just been promoted to God Emperor, although he was slightly better than the ordinary God Emperor Nine Ranks, but if it was an existence like the Demon Emperor, if he didn't use the Divine Fire and Spirit Treasure, he might not be able to resist it for a quarter of an hour.

"Okay, don't worry about cultivating, I will protect this Chaohua and Xianlin for you." Jun Langya gently stroked the cheeks of the night twilight, and she will protect her home, our home.

"Thank you, Yuqing!" Night Twilight quickly kissed softly under the corner of Jun Langya's mouth, and then entered the heart of the firmament, but the back of the head was held against a hand, deepening the kiss.

"Whew!" After a long time, Jun Langya let go of Ye Duhan, and Ye Duhan, who was able to catch his breath, quickly took a few deep breaths.

"It seems that Xiao Han'er still needs to practice more!" Jun Langya leaned down and pressed close to Ye Duhan's ear, and the frightened Ye Duhan blushed and tightened her neck.

"I'll wait for you, Xiao Han'er!" Jun Langya looked at the night twilight cold and was shy, in a good mood, the two said goodbye, and the night twilight cold flashed into the heart of the sky.

On the top of the ancient god's blood pool, Night Twilight Han sat quietly, a drop of the blood of the ancient god merged into Night Twilight Han's body, the chaotic power in the dantian quickly gathered, and the little man stretched his waist, as if he had just woken up from his sleep.

Originally the size of a newborn baby, it grew to four or five years old, and its long silver-white hair fell down and fell to the ankles. Two vermilion thin lines were separated from the belly pocket of the Silent God Thunder on his body, and the long hair was tied up, and two balls were made, making the villain more and more soft and cute.

"Mother!" The little man shouted softly and glutinously towards the divine sense of the night twilight cold.

"What!" Night Dusk Han was taken aback, the villain in the dantian actually called himself mother!

"Mother!" Seeing that the night twilight did not respond, the villain shouted again.

"Who are you, little one?" Night Twilight Han turned into a divine hand, gently touched the little man's head, and started to be soft and glutinous, and Night Twilight Han only felt that his heart was going to melt together.

"Mother! Daddy! The villain pointed to the night twilight and called out to his mother, and then pointed to Jun Langya outside the heart of the sky and shouted Daddy.

"No, no, no!" Night Dusk Han waved his hand again and again in surprise, although he and Yuqing were in love, they had not yet married, and naturally they would not have children.

"Huh? Wow! Woo woo woo woo! The little man waved his hand when he saw the cold night, his mouth was deflated, and he cried out.

"Ouch, obediently, mother's hug!" Night Twilight hurriedly surrendered, opened his arms, and hugged the villain.

"Well, huh~huh~huh~~" After a while, the little man was tired of crying and fell asleep in the cold arms of the night. Night Twilight Han easily opened his hand, and the light little man floated in the center of the dantian, and all the spiritual power of the blood of the ancient gods was absorbed by the little man, and then converted into the power of chaos to fill the dantian.

"Broken!" Three hours later, Night Dusk Han raised his eyes and shouted, and the barrier of the second rank of the God Emperor was instantly broken. Night Dusk Han consolidated his own cultivation and began to attack the God Emperor Sanpin again.

At the same time, Li Ling, who was guarding far away in the western realm, sensed that Night Twilight Han was cultivating in the ancient god blood pool, and the blood pupils in his eyes flickered, directly opening the double space, and the blood-red spiritual power wrapped the entire ancient god blood pool, and the flow of time slowed down, but Night Twilight Han didn't know it.

As the cultivation passed, Night Twilight's promotion became slower and slower, but his divine sense had already settled, and Night Twilight Han had been comprehending, but he had never realized his own realm. Although it is three thousand avenues, because the Heavenly Dao also lacks one avenue, the night twilight cold only perceives two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine.

"The way of great good, the way of great love、......、 the way of killing." The night twilight cold was eliminated one by one, and in the end, I found that there was no one suitable for me.

"Am I not able to feel a road of my own? I don't believe it! Night Twilight asked herself, abandoning those avenues and concentrating on her feelings.