"Uh...no!"

Seeing the lightning bolt appear and feeling the power, Mo Xiaoming's face instantly pale.

Xuan Hunzi had mentioned this just now, but he was stunned by the Pure Yang Zhibao and forgot about this.

Or maybe he didn't forget it, but he didn't care at all. As the elder of the Soul Cliff, he was a dignified existence in the spiritual realm. How could he care about a Vajra realm that he had just been promoted to?

There is a big difference between this, so he didn't care about it at all.

Even if there are some powerful thunder methods, the other party is just in the Vajra realm and cannot exert any great power; perhaps it just happens to be able to restrain some evil forces.

Even if the other party was able to understand the world and use such taboo spirit-enlightening techniques, it failed to make his mind fascinated by the treasure clear.

But at this moment, after such an idea flashed through my mind, before I could regret it, my eyes were dark...

As Mo Xiaoming fell to the ground silently, the Tianfeng Valley suddenly became silent.

The people who followed Mo Xiaoming's Luohun Cliff were rushing towards him, and they all looked at Elder Mo who was lying on the ground with pale faces.

As a Soul Cliff specializing in the Way of Soul-Spiritual Corpse, these people still don’t know where Elder Mo’s soul has dissipated and he can’t die anymore.

As an elder in the spiritual realm, he was actually killed by the other party with one blow. Who would dare to move forward?

At that moment, he didn't even dare to take Mo Xiaoming's body. They all slowly retreated with pale faces, preparing to find an opportunity to take Elder Mo's body back.

At this time, Elder Mo fell at the feet of others and no one dared to approach him. Otherwise, if he was killed by the other party, he would die in vain.

The head of the Huang family looked at the scene in a daze. As an existence in the same spiritual realm, the terrifying aura that flashed and disappeared just now shocked him.

Not to mention that the elder Mo Xiaoming, who was less than his strength, was actually killed by one blow, which proved the horror of this aura.

"This...this guy, what's the end..."

Although I heard of his genius, as an old senior and an old-fashioned spiritual realm, I still don’t care much about young people.

But now, the head of the Huang family had nothing to say, and even felt a little regretful. The man who had just fallen into the Soul Cliff rushed over. As the guard of the Black Province, he did not come forward to intercept him; this is afraid...

Thinking of this, the head of the Huang family looked at the fat baby in Fang Xiaonan's hand, but his heart felt a little hot.

Such a rare treasure, which can be seen but not eaten, makes him scratch his heart; but he dare not go forward...

The restlessness around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. After killing Mo Xiaoming, Fang Xiaonan continued to lift his finger and gently pointed at the fat doll's forehead.

Above the fingers, a bright red blood is crystal clear...

The head of the Huang family opened his mouth in despair, but finally he didn't say anything.

As Fang Xiaonan pointed at the baby's eyebrows, the chaotic storm in the sky suddenly disappeared with the sound of thunder on the ground that seemed to be there and there was no sound.

Even the breeze in the valley quietly dissipated...

Only the fat doll's "giggling" laughter resounded throughout the valley...

There was silence in Tianfeng Valley, and everyone looked at Fang Xiaonan standing in the sun, and the fat doll in his hand who was happily giggling.

Fun Xiaonan's face was a little pale. If it weren't for the Yin-Yang Lingxi, he would not have been able to use this spirit-enlightenment technique; and even with the Yin-Yang Lingxi, his consumption was still quite large...

At this time, the spiritual power in the body had basically been exhausted, leaving only a trace of barely supporting it.

Looking at the baby's originally crystal-like skin, there was no strange light at this time, and it seemed normal; and you could vaguely hear the sound of heartbeat and blood circulation in the baby's body.

Even the aura is not as ethereal as the first, but it has a little more vivid popularity...

Fun Xiaonan nodded with relief. This technique was finally done. The baby in front of him was no longer a treasure born from the spiritual energy of Zhong Tiandi, but a living human baby.

After that, just like humans, they have no problem growing and developing, even marrying and having children.

The only problem is that this doll will become his son in the future... He uses his own bloodline to enlighten the spirit, and this blood and even the genes are derived from him.

If you are not a son, you will really become a son; and if you hold it in your hands, the feeling of blood connection is extremely clear...

Looking at the fat son in his arms, Fu Xiaonan sighed softly.

Although through Qi Ling, the fat son's spiritual energy has been transformed into a human body and cannot be easily absorbed by others; in the eyes of some evil ways, he is still a top-grade furnace and cauldron level existence.

There will still be a lot of trouble in the future...

But since I got this trouble, I can only admit it...

He picked up the sweatshirt on the ground again and wrapped his fat son in his arms. Then Fu Xiaonan slowly raised his eyebrows and looked at the group of people over there.

"Mr. Imitation... are you okay?"

Zhao Xianling from there ran over happily at this time, looking at Fun Xiaonan's face a little pale, and was a little worried.

Fun Xiaonan smiled and said, "It's okay, Brother Zhao is worried!"

"It's fine, it's fine!" Zhao Xianling, who was standing beside him, looked at Fun Xiaonan and sighed in his heart.

When I first met the other person a year ago, the other person was just a small innate person.

At that time, I saw this extraordinary person, but I didn't expect that just a year later, the other party could kill him so easily in the spiritual realm, which really left him speechless.

"Hello, imitation inspection! I'm in the middle of Huang Jue, guarding Hei Province..."

When he walked over with his teeth, the head of the Huang family felt a little nervous when he said this. As a provincial guard, his status was far higher than that of these ordinary patrolmen.

But at this time, he didn't dare to put on any airs.

Not to mention that as a guard, he did not help him, the opponent's technique of killing Mo Xiaoming with his attack was enough to prevent him from despising him.

"It turns out to be Huang Zhenshou! Sorry, this incident was a bit unexpected, but Huang Zhenshou was not notified in time. I hope no wonder!"

Looking at the head of the Huang family in front of him, Fun Xiaonan seemed to have no mind that the other party had not helped.

Huang Jue also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this time, feeling that although this imitation inspector was young, he was not angry at all; otherwise, it would be a big and small trouble to really make this matter happen to the General Office.

He looked at the fat doll in Xiaonan's hand quietly, and felt a slight pain in his heart. He sighed secretly, and then smiled enthusiastically: "It's been hard for the Imitation Inspection, let's go... Our mansion has already prepared a tent nearby, why not go and rest first?"

Xiaonan agreed with a slight mercy to Mr. Huang's family descendant in his previous life.

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Chapter completed!