, fainted directly from a cerebral hemorrhage and was also lying in bed. 。While Xiao Chen's parents were haggard-faced and sat beside Xiao Chen's bed, they hadn't closed their eyes all night. 。Xiao Xi...It's clear they are a couple, and this little girl is their daughter!

Chen Qian'an also turned his head, looked at the girl, his mouth opened wide, revealing a cruel and cold smile, and strode forward.

"Big, sir, please let her go. She doesn't know any better. Take me instead, I'll take responsibility... No, don't hurt her..." the girl's father cried out.

"Bang!"

Chen Qian'an walked up and kicked the man away with one foot.

Then, the little girl grabbed him with one hand.

"Ying'er!"

Both men and women cried out.

The little girl named Ying'er was thus brought to the face of the painting by Chen Qianyuan.

"This group of humans is really disobedient." Chen Qianan said.

At this time, both Bei Duo and Nan Zhen, the two celestial immortals, looked at Wang Fan.

“Wang Fan, now you only have two choices... Either, undo the Wan Qian Shen Ying Art. Or… those over 50,000 human beings will die because of you.” The immortal, Na Zhen's handsome face, revealed a faint smile, and said, "You have survived for so many years, haven't you always been thinking about saving the human race I think...you shouldn't want the final result to be reversed, right"

Across the screen, Chen Qianan could also see Wang Fan surrounded.

At this moment, he was very excited.

He knew that, on the other side of the screen, besides Yuanyuan, the other two were also Upper Immortals of the Heavenly Palace!

Two great immortals!

That was second only to the existence of the Divine Lord's Chronicle throughout eternity!

Having the opportunity to appear before such powerful figures and offer some assistance, this is his great chance!

If he ever had the chance to be noticed by the divine race and recruited into the Heavenly Palace, even if it was just starting from the lowest level, his fate would be completely changed!

His ultimate dream was to alter his bloodline and become a true divine being!

Therefore, now...Chen Qianyuan must do well!

He must make a deep impression on the two immortals!

"Girl, keep a close eye on the man in front of you. If you die today, it's because of him. Remember this, even if you die, remember!" Chen Qianan grabbed Ying'er's neck and said sinisterly.

Ying'er was so frightened that her eyes widened, with tears welling up in them as she stared straight ahead.

Through the veil, Wang Fan and Ying'er's eyes met.

"Ying'er...don't kill her, don't kill her, just kill me, and let her live..." the father cried out behind.

"Wang Fan, have you thought it over" On the other side, Na Xian Shangxian asked.

At this moment, Wang Fan was silent.

A gentle breeze blew by.

A deathly silence hung in the air.

Under the oppressive aura of the two immortals, the entire world felt suffocatingly dark.

Wang Fan raised his hand and removed the mask from his face, revealing a countenance etched with scars, bearing the weight of years.

He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and looked at Ying'er in the light curtain.

This girl, including the over 50,000 cultivators inside the stronghold, had never actually seen Wang Fan's true face.

This is the first time.

Wang Fan looked at Ying'er in the light curtain, as well as the group of humans kneeling behind her, their faces filled with terror, trembling all over, and crying out in anguish. His face was full of bitterness and sorrow.

This is a reflection of humanity over the past ten thousand years.

Living a humble life, yet still constantly subjected to blows and torment, to the point that even one's life is not safe.

Wang Fan let out a long sigh.

Faced with so many opponents and so many tactics, he was truly helpless.

At this moment, Yuan Yu stood motionless behind Wang Fan, without any intention of speaking.

"It seems you've already made your choice," the Immortal Nuan said with a cold smile.

"You, the divine race, consider yourselves noble and refined, always placing yourselves on a pedestal. Yet you resort to such despicable tactics. It's truly disgusting." Wang Fan looked at the Immortal Na Zhen and said.

"It was the Zixin Pavilion who took action. Our task is merely to capture you." Nanzhen, the Immortal, said, "Don't mistake us for the Zixin Pavilion."

Wang Fan didn't speak any further.

"Come on, let him save you. See if he'll even bother."

Across the screen, Chen Qian'an leaned close to Ying'er's ear and whispered.

Ying'er widened her eyes in terror, and choked out in a crying voice, "Help, help me...save me..."

At this moment, Wang Fan has already raised his right hand.

He knew that once he dispelled the myriad shadow technique, he would face a joint attack from two powerful celestial immortals.

Now he faces two great immortals, with no chance of winning and nowhere to escape.

Not to mention, he has Yuan Yu backing him up!

But he had no choice.

Seeing Wang Fan's actions, the two immortals in front of him exchanged glances, their eyes cold.

They are ready to strike.

Wang Fan took a deep breath, just about to dispel the myriad divine shadows technique.

“Wang Fan!”

Just then, a voice reached his ears!

It's Fangyu's voice!

Wang Fan's heart skipped a beat!

Fang Yu... he still received the signal he sent out!

"Wang Fan, did you encounter some trouble I sensed a fluctuation in your aura earlier, but it was too subtle, so I used other means to contact you..." Fang Yu's voice continued.e to hide for a very long time!Damn it! Damn it!The more Long Shi thought about it, the angrier he became."Alas... Calm down. Your current state is of no benefit to you," an old voice echoed in his ea...