Valkyrie Destruction System

"In the future, the king will cultivate our son into a handsome guy with the best temperament and the best strength, let him go out to fascinate thousands of girls, and then marry the king back with 17 or eight daughter-in-laws, and open up the branches for our dragon family. !"

Long Moxue closed her eyes, her face was intoxicated, and Su Fan was ashamed of hearing it.

"Xue'er, our son was born today, do you think these are too early?"

Su Fan wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead, and Long Moxue's whimsical thoughts made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"How early? He is a descendant of the Dragon Clan, so he naturally has to shoulder the responsibility of inheriting the clan from generation to generation. Picking up a girl must start from the baby!"

Long Moxue waved her small fist firmly and said.

Su Fan was a little big, and Long Moxue's current appearance didn't feel like a woman in her twenties at all.

"Oh! I almost forgot!"

At this moment, Long Moxue suddenly thought of something and screamed. In Su Fan's incomprehensible gaze, she glared at her with **** and white eyes: "Did you forget to name our children?"

"No? Why did you ask? I thought you were going to get up by yourself!"

Su Fan was startled, then touched his nose and said: "However, it shouldn't be too late now?"

After some discussions, the two decided to name their son Su Xiwen.

This is what Long Moxue meant. She hoped that her son would have a bit of cultivation and culture, and not have the violent temperament that she used to be, and she didn't have a good shape all day long.

The incident of the new Longdi giving birth to a child soon spread on Longshen Mountain.

Then, the speed of the news spread was as fast as wings were inserted, and within a few days, it became known to the whole world.

As a result, there was a sensation in the whole world, and countless people and forces rushed to Longshen Mountain to present their own gifts.

Luo Ting came to visit for the first time on behalf of the Brotherhood, Su Fan left him by the way and discussed the way to bury the gods together.

"What? Are you leaving soon?"

Hearing that Su Fan was about to leave after a while, Luo Ting couldn't help but frowned, "Then what about your child, he is still young!"

"Xiwen has his mother with me, what can I worry about?"

Su Fan smiled and said: "Besides, Longshen Mountain is rich in cultivation resources, and the brotherhood hosted by Moer is taking care of him. I believe Xiwen will be able to grow up happily in a good environment in the future!"

"However, where there is a difference between gods, if you become a god, I am afraid it will be difficult to come back again!"

Luo Ting worried that this was also the reason why he did not want to leave the lower realm for a long time. Song Surui was too weak, and he was afraid that he would never meet Song Surui again.

"Don't worry, this is not difficult at all. Even if I become a **** in the future, there will be a time to reunite with their mother and son!"

Su Fan smiled. It is difficult for a **** to return to the lower realm, just because the gods of the Heavenly Demon Star Territory must cross the road of burial of the gods to enter the lower realm.

On the road to the burial of the gods, the gods can't use the cultivation base, and can only rely on their own physique to forge in.

However, the road to the burial of the gods is full of crises, and it is said that there are still alien species left over from the ancient years.

The individual strength of those alien species is very terrifying, for the gods without divine power, they are undoubtedly the most threatening enemy.

In addition, there are all kinds of dangerous forbidden places in the road of burial of the gods.

These forbidden areas are mysterious and terrifying, not to mention that people are difficult to pass, even if the gods want to enter, they may lose their lives if they are not careful.

And these dangers and difficulties can be said to be everywhere on the road of burial of the gods.

There have been rumors from the outside that this place is the tomb of gods, and there are at least a million ascending monks from the lower realm who die every year.

However, although the road to the burial of the gods was dangerous and dangerous, for Su Fan, there was no difficulty.

He already has a systematic map positioning function. After entering the road of the burial of the gods, he can immediately lock the position of the road of the burial of the gods in space, so that he can use the teleportation altar in the system space at any time to travel to and from the road of the burial. And the nether world.

Even if Su Fan becomes a **** in the future and possesses the system's teleportation function, entering the lower realm is a very simple matter.

"Oh, Su Fan, you take it for granted. The rules of the universe and all realms are set by the heavens, and the divine will cannot be violated. Do you think you are free after becoming a god? In fact, becoming a **** is only from the human world This small prison will just jump to a wider prison!"

Luo Ting didn't know Su Fan's secret, so he shook his head and sighed. He came from the secret realm of Fengdu, which has a long heritage, and he has always been very familiar with the rumors of the gods.

"Since the lower realm and the **** realm are both prisons, why are you thinking about ascending? Isn't it good to stay in the lower realm?"

Su Fan smiled unceasingly, and then asked Luo Ting.

"My generation of cultivators, isn't it all for longevity?"

Luo Ting replied with a wry smile.

Longevity.

Indeed, this is a very realistic goal. The most basic aspiration of all people who embark on the path of cultivation is longevity.

No one wants to die too early, so most of the people who have been killed by Su Fan will always do the same thing before dying, which is to beg for mercy.

Although this kind of begging for mercy actually has no dignity, a person can abandon everything for longevity, let alone dignity.

"Yes, Changsheng!"

Su Fan nodded in agreement. He wanted to pursue the peak of martial arts, and longevity was the most basic condition.

Although it seems that he is very close to the peak, Su Fan always has a strong feeling that he is still a frog in the bottom of the well.

The two were silent for a while, and Luo Ting seemed to feel that the current topic was a bit heavy, and suddenly changed his tone: "By the way, the Netherworld Sect has recently shown signs of resurgence. According to intelligence, Wei Congyun's daughter is contacting everywhere. The old part of the Nether Cult, she seems to be planning to reorganize the Nether Cult!"

"is it?"

Su Fan smiled at this, without much reaction.

This incident was actually in Su Fan's expectation. Wei Yingling was a woman with some dexterity. Now the Nether Cult is in decline, and Wei Yingling will be in charge of the Nether Cult, which is also in line with her usual style.

"Aren't you going to take care of it? As long as you are willing to come forward, there are still many brothers in the league who will obey you!"

"Man? Why? I am no longer the leader, there is no need to run around for this little thing!"

The old **** Su Fan was saying: "Mo Er has just taken over as the leader. He desperately needs to use a victory to prove his ability to others to subdue those veterans, and the Remnants of the Nether Cult is a good object of fame!"

"Is this what you thought about long ago?"

Luo Ting was surprised and couldn't help taking a breath.

"Yup!"

Su Fan said softly, the corners of his mouth raised, and his smile looked a little unpredictable.