Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin stared into the distance, and soon, two women appeared in their sight.

It turned out that it was Xu Ruoying who called Liu Nian over.

"Boss! What happened here?"

As soon as Liu Nian landed, he ran over hurriedly.

As the two flew towards this direction, they found that the sky in this direction was constantly flashing with light. The powerful distortion force was even as daunting as the destructive storm.

"There was a big battle here. I'll tell you later."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he looked at Ying Yunsong beside him, "What are you going to do now?"

"I... now that everything is fine here, I plan to leave. I want to continue to find ways to improve my strength."

When Feng Lin asked Ying Yunsong, the first answer that came to his mind was that he wanted to follow Feng Lin.

She couldn't believe that this was her own thought.

But thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was normal. The strength displayed by Feng Lin this time was obvious to all.

It can be said that now, apart from those powerful forces that possess saints, Feng Lin is definitely the top existence.

The key is that Feng Lin is a good person. Following him will definitely be much better than following other old forces.

Ying Yunsong is now alone, and she knows very well that if she wants to compete for the throne of God in the future, she cannot do it by herself. Joining Feng Lin's forces is indeed the best choice.

Not now, though.

"Well, I won't try to persuade you to stay. You performed very well this time and I am very touched."

Feng Lin flipped through his space ring, took out several other skills of the Shadow Clan, and handed them to her.

Ying Yunsong was stunned, "You gave me all of these?"

"You can also just take one." Feng Lin said with a smile.

"I'd have to be stupid to take just one."

Ying Yunsong put away all the martial arts techniques and admired them in his heart.

Feng Lin is indeed a good person. If it were someone else, how could he hand over his skills so easily?

"I'm leaving. If I really have nowhere to go in the future, I might come to find you."

After Ying Yunsong finished speaking, he disappeared into the night sky.

Huang Jinluo also said at this time: "Feng Lin, the crisis here has been resolved, so it's time for me to leave."

She now can't wait to go back and tell her family what happened.

Feng Lin is really too strong, so strong that it is beyond common sense.

She felt that instead of hiding, the Phoenix Clan should follow Feng Lin's footsteps, which might give the Phoenix Clan a brighter future.

"Okay, thank you this time."

Feng Lin was quite grateful to Huang Jinluo. She had come to help almost every time the territory was in crisis. If he had the ability in the future, he could also help the Phoenix Clan appropriately.

"Then I'm leaving too."

Jin Cheng smiled at Feng Lin and said, "My feeling was indeed correct. If I follow you, I might have a chance to see the legendary God's throne."

"Don't flatter me."

Feng Lin waved his hands helplessly.

"If you have any problems in the future, please let me know. I will be your free thug."

After Jin Cheng finished speaking, he also disappeared here.

Most people had left, so Feng Lin and his group returned to the villa.

Feng Lin looked at the group of women in front of him and first told Xu Ruoying and Liu Nian what had happened before.

After hearing this, the two couldn't believe their ears. So many Half-Saints, and even the Black Ancestor of the Yin-Yang Crusade had arrived.

This incident is really big news.

……

The news that Feng Lin was not dead spread throughout the alien land again.

There were also many semi-saints gathered on Feng Lin's island. Feng Lin did not take any action, but the others blocked them. Then there was the Yin-Yang Crusade, and finally it split into two factions.

Everything that happened this time was big news.

After hearing Hou Tianxue's story, Suiyu shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it. I give up."

"What are you giving up?" Hou Tianxue asked.

"I will never again ask you to fight for the throne of God." Suiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't expect Feng Lin to grow to this level.

Hou Tianxue was born in a strange land, and she didn't know what was happening in the divine land.

People like Feng Lin are extremely rare in the divine land.

During the long history of Shenxiang, there have indeed been a few such people.

But without exception, they all ascended to the throne of god in the end.

Such people are called innate saints, and it seems that they are destined to become saints from the moment they are born.

At the semi-saint level, one can achieve the shattered space of a pseudo-saint.

If Feng Lin enters the pseudo-saint, he can achieve the broken space of the saint.

Once he becomes a saint, ordinary saints are definitely no match for him.

Only some extremely gifted saints who have attained the highest level of heavenly truth through meditation can defeat Feng Lin.

"Haha! Grandma, you should have done this a long time ago."

Hou Tianxue chuckled, "Feng Lin is my son, he has my blood. Even if he sits on the throne of God, we Suiren can still obtain the power of God, just like the pupilless tribe of the Yin-Yang Crusade now."

You must know that the Yin soldiers lineage is the maternal lineage of the Queen Mother of the West.

"You are right. I won't mention this matter again."

Suiyu nodded slightly.

……

The continent of strange beasts, Longshan.

Yinglong was sitting by the river fishing, Chen Luo stood behind him, reporting the news.

"Haha, this Feng Lin is really too scary. People with this bloodline are more powerful than each other."

Yinglong smiled brightly.

"Yanhuang bloodline?" Chen Luo asked in a low voice.

"No! It's not the Yanhuang bloodline, it's the Yan bloodline."

Yinglong smiled and looked at Chen Luo, "When his father, Feng Chen, came here before, you should have been not far away, right?"

"That's right." Chen Luo nodded.

"I once told him that it was the aura of an old friend. This Feng Chen has a very pure aura. He is a descendant of Emperor Yan, and his bloodline has not been fused with that of Emperor Huang."

When Yinglong said this, he smiled and said, "Feng Lin is different. He is the hybrid of Emperor Yan and Suiren."

"So that's how it is. What should we do then?" Chen Luo asked.

"Those who are busy now are those who have never competed for the throne before."

Yinglong shook his head gently, "What we need to do now is very simple, that is to wait for the fruit to mature, then we can just grab one at random."

"Yes."

Chen Luo nodded, then turned and left.

Yinglong looked into the distance and whispered softly, "Feng Lin, to fight for the throne of God, you need more than just strength. You also need other things."

……

In a pure white world, there are many cages made of trees.

Many people were imprisoned here, including Ailian.

The gaps in the cage were obviously very large and her body could pass through easily.

But there seemed to be a thin film in the gap, blocking the way.

Ailian tried everything, but there was no way she could leave here.

"Hey, judging from your pupils, you should be a Star Devourer, right?"

A woman was sitting in the cage at this time, looking at Ailian and asked.

Ailian glanced back at the woman.

She had long black hair and a black robe covering her body, with most of her arms and legs exposed.

"What race are you?" Ailian asked calmly. (End of this chapter)