"Can you escape?" Ran Manjun above responded immediately, just overturned his hand and pressed it. The demon could not move, and the fluorescence on the surface of the body also dissipated.

"Master, this is what Lin Yun gave to you."

Then a sword was thrown, which was one of the last Qingguang Swords missing.

Chen Fan didn't know what happened between Ran Manjun and Lin Yun, and what he said, and now is not the time to talk about these things.

With the last sword, he can activate the formations possessed by the Twelve Qing Light Swords.

Maybe, he can annihilate the demons in one fell swoop!

"Master, I'm already very reluctant to control it, you should be faster."

"Hold on for a while." Chen Fan threw out the most handy three-inch golden edge.

"go!"

The flying sword penetrated into the demon's head and internal organs, constantly damaging it.

Although this still cannot take the life of the demon, it may increase the burden of its recovery and give him and Ran Manjun some time.

It also takes time to arrange a formation.

Ten minutes...

Five minutes...

The spirit body was almost burning out, Chen Fan finally got up, stretched out his hands to spread them flat, and then slowly lifted them up.

"Master, you really need to hurry up!" Ran Manjun's voice began to tremble in the air.

Because he wanted to make a formation weapon, Chen Fan took back the three-foot golden edge, and the demon who had no interference recovered very quickly.

"If this attack fails, you will be successful!"

Twelve immortal sword artifacts were launched into the air, building a cage to trap the demons.

Then, a simple and heavy giant sword appeared in the center, facing the demon in the center of the formation.

Feeling the threat, the demon wanted to activate the space teleportation, but was suppressed by the formation.

"Destroy!"

Finally, with Chen Fan's palms slapped, the giant sword that seemed to have accumulated countless power fell down.

The devil's hard shell was as fragile as paper, and was nailed to the ground by a giant sword.

But the place where the giant sword penetrates is not a vital point, and the demon who receives thrilling jumps around instead.

"Haha, it's not over yet... let's blow it up!"

boom!

The giant sword seemed to be pressed down by strong pressure, and then it was a little more submerged, and then the demon's shell began to crack.

Spiritual power kept gushing out of the cracked crack, almost visible in substance.

As the crack spread, the behemoth in front of him suddenly exploded with the final explosion of spiritual power.

A bloody rain started in half a city...

"If you don't want to... forget it, you won't be able to flag it." Chen Fan smiled with relief and tried his best to fall backwards.

Before he fell into a coma, he could only vaguely hear Ran Manjun's whisper in his ear.

"Master, let's go home."

...

"Is there no news yet?"

"No."

Familiar dialogue, familiar scenes, familiar people.

Zhang Jingsi sat on the chair with a sad face and said, "Every time something happens, this man will disappear once. It can be as short as ten days and half a month, and it can be as long as a year and a half. But this time this time, he won't show up... Alas."

"If you don't show up, don't show up. No one dares to arrange him anyway." The old Taoist Xuanyang on the side didn't care at all, and was still watching a video.

The video content is the scenes captured by the Demon that day, which were captured through cameras, city surveillance, mobile phones, etc., and then cut them.

Although the picture quality is not perfect, it still shocks the world.

And this time no one will question it as fake.

The day of the incident was the Lingwu Competition Conference. Not only Chinese people, but many of them were present from all over the world. They saw it with their own eyes and even broadcast it live.

In addition, the reconstruction of the city has not started yet, because the research room believes that the corpses of the demon are of great research value and insists on collecting the corpses before construction.

But the problem is the corpse of the demon...what to say, Chen Fan exploded a celestial girl to scatter flowers.

The explosion point is in the city center, but they actually found corpses in the suburbs, which is simply outrageous.

But this thing is not stinking and rotten, but you know when to collect it.

So many media go to that urban area every now and then to explore more details.

As a result, Chen Fan finally asked the title of master, and no one thought he was the pioneer of martial arts.

"Hey, take a look, what kind of newspapers in the West are like, just say that Brother Chen is a god, haha..."

Zhang Jingsi and others looked at Xuanyang’s old Taoist together and said lightly: “Is it funny?”

Xuan Yang scratched his head and said blankly: "This is again..."

Zhang Jingsi sat down and whispered: "God... they said it very pertinently."

...

Perhaps the outside world believes that Chen Fan has become a god is a foregone conclusion.

But in fact, Chen Fan now regrets it very much.

He shouldn't care about the people of the world, nor should he fight against the demons head-on.

Then he would not burn his spirits, causing his cultivation to plummet.

Although he is still in realm, he can still be called King of Martial Arts.

However, the actual strength has regressed to the innate.

So after he was brought back to their "home" by Ran Manjun, he suffered a long period of "exploitation" and "abuse" of "inhumane".

"My belly is so big, I'm still not at ease." Chen Fan stroked Ran Manjun's obviously bulging belly and said, "Can't we change the place? Not to mention the lack of spiritual energy, I always think of Pluto, which makes people depressed."

"Don't worry, she has been slaughtered by me long ago." Ran Manjun pressed his head on his belly and said kindly: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. When he comes out for a full moon, we will go outside. Then I will follow you, wherever you go."

"Even if it's outside the Three Realms?" Chen Fan continued inexplicably.

Ran Manjun hesitated for a while and then said firmly: "Even if it is outside the Three Realms."

Chen Fan stopped talking and listened quietly to the beating of his child's heart.

"Oh, he kicked me..."

Time passed for several months, and this quiet world finally ushered in a hustle and bustle.

"Yes, it's a girl..."

Giving a child is naturally not worth mentioning for the empress of the Nether Clan, a dignified Martial King.

But she was still so excited.

Gently caressing his bloodline and feeling the special aura flowing in his body.

"This is... the human race? the underworld race? It seems, it's not..." Ran Manjun couldn't help but wonder.

Chen Fan touched his nose and smiled and said, "That is the new human being. In the future, she may be the first person to reach the level of Golden Immortal or above. Perhaps, she is the existence that the immortal god and the saints hope for."

"No, I don't want her to participate in so many right and wrong." Ran Manjun immediately refused and said, "Give your daughter a name."

Naming?

This stumped Chen Fan.

If he asked him to name other children, he would come out as soon as he could, and he would speak very well.

But my family is full of doubts, afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back.

After walking back and forth, he almost turned Ran Manjun to fall asleep. Chen Fan then said, "Just call her..."

...

Midsummer season.

Almost no one cares about the small clinic.

Even if its former owner was the existence called the immortal god.

But in its various glorious stories, this small clinic does not exist, so few people will come here for that person.

"Hello doctor, can you please help my daughter?"

The crisp female voice at the door made Lin Qingya, who was dazed, come back to her senses.
To be continued...