Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes looking at Wei Ranhei in the distance. Another saint had arrived.

This would make for a good show to watch. Feng Lin had never seen a battle between saints before.

At this time, Wei Ran glanced around with his black eyes, because he realized that the spiritual energy around him was obviously controlled by someone and ordinary people could not use it.

Then, the black power in his body also burst out.

hum!
In the surrounding space, the spiritual energy was also controlled by Wei Ranhei.

Su Yibai and Su Ming looked around and saw Feng Lin and Luo Shenyan.

They both flew over and landed in front of the two men.

"Feng Lin, what's going on?"

Su Yibai looked at Feng Lin and asked.

"Do you see the wooden door up there? The queen bee next to me said that the shrine is behind the wooden door."

Feng Lin pointed to a high place and said, "But it's not that easy to get in."

"How can I get in?"

Su Yibai asked anxiously. He didn't expect it to come so soon and the throne had already appeared.

"The Queen Bee said that in the past, the throne of God was not given to whoever had the strongest power. Luck played a big part."

Feng Lin explained, "But this time, the sacred tree depends purely on strength. Only after a person stays in this white world for a period of time will the wooden door open."

"You mean, in these areas, only one person can obtain the godhood?"

Su Ming also frowned slightly.

"Yes, that's what it means."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded.

"If that's the case, then strength is indeed respected. Only when a powerful being has defeated and killed everyone around him, will the people around him not dare to continue to approach here. If there is one person who is not convinced, then it is impossible for him to obtain the throne of God."

Su Yibai murmured softly, "I didn't expect that the sacred tree would come up with this method this time."

Luo Shenyan, who was standing aside, remained silent.

She finally understood why Feng Lin had specifically told her to keep the secret.

Now she knew the reason, which was to deceive everyone, even her own father, and tell him that the altar was behind the wooden door.

Luo Shenyan doesn't like telling lies, and if her father keeps asking her, she really doesn't know what to do.

But Feng Lin specifically mentioned this matter, so she couldn't say it.

Just like the fight for the fake god position this time, strength is the only thing that matters.

Although her father is now at the Barrier Breaking Realm, he is still far from being able to compete for the throne of God.

So, logically speaking, her father shouldn't come over, which was a disguised way of protecting his safety.

Since her father is safe, Luo Shenyan will definitely keep her mouth shut.

"I'm just about to watch the fun. Why aren't those two saints fighting each other?"

Feng Lin raised his head and looked at the two people emerging high up.

"Can anyone who can enter the realm of saints be an ordinary person? No one is willing to consume themselves first and let others reap the benefits."

Su Yibai looked into the distance and said, "I think it's hard for the two of them to fight."

"You mean that after the saints come here, they won't fight? There are many saints in the real world. They don't fight. They plan to quietly look at the sacred tree, leave this world, and go to the sacred land?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

At this moment, Feng Miao on his body spoke, "Feng Lin, I didn't expect that your method is so effective. Without spending any soldiers, you can let my sister grow to the God's Land and avoid the pursuit of these saints."

Feng Lin shook his head slightly, impossible.

The fight will come sooner or later, especially for the powerful saints, they will definitely take the initiative.

You clearly have the strength to suppress others, so why don't you dare to take action?

Tianming sensed that in addition to his traces, there were also traces of others in the surrounding spiritual energy, so he knew that the person in front of him had taken action. "Who are you?"

Tianming asked calmly.

"Me? I am from the pupilless tribe."

Wei Ranhei said calmly.

"The Pupilless Clan...are you a descendant of the Queen Mother of the West?"

Tianming suddenly frowned. This race was the descendants of the new gods of this era.

The divine power they possess is the strongest among all the descendants of gods.

Tianming didn't expect to meet a saint of this level. He cursed inwardly, thinking that his luck was not good.

"There is one thing I need to correct. Queen Mother of the West is a hybrid born from the blood of our Wutong Clan and the Jiuxuan Clan."

Wei Ranhei looked at Tianming and asked, "Why do you say that I am her descendant? Shouldn't she be our descendant?"

"Haha, what you said makes sense. How about we work together?"

Tianming smiled faintly, looked at Wei Ranhei and said, "If the two of us work together, we can quickly kill everyone present. Before other saints come, we can take the throne first."

"Good idea! Then what I want to ask is, who among us will take the throne?" Wei Ranhei asked with a smile.

"Of course it's me. I'm older and I need the divine position to extend my life. I can promise you that I will marry your daughter."

Tianming smiled and said, "In this way, your clan can also obtain the power of God, isn't it wonderful?"

"Everyone's time is precious. Do you agree with what you said?"

Wei Ranhei took a step forward and appeared in front of the high wooden door. He reached out to touch it and found that the wooden door was like the moon in the water.

Visible but not tangible.

"How can I get in?" Wei Ranhei looked at the queen bee beside him.

The queen bee repeated what she had just said.

After hearing this, Wei Ranhei took a deep breath and said, "That's interesting. I think this is the best way to fight for the throne. Strength is supreme. There are no so many twists and turns. Whoever is stronger can obtain the throne."

"Kid, you must understand one thing: there are always people who are better than you. I tell you the truth, there are still many saints in the real world, and their strengths are all superb. Do you think a young man like you can deal with them?"

Tianming flapped his wings and came back to Wei Ranhei.

"At least let me screen out some low-level saints first."

Wei Ranhei looked at Tianming and said.

"How dare you! How dare you insult me ​​as a lowly person?"

Tianming snorted coldly.

"I feel like you're low class, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself!"

After Wei Ranhei finished speaking, the black power on his body spread instantly.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I'm mainly afraid of the people around me who will take advantage of me." Tianming also burst out with strength.

"That just shows you're weak. I never worry because when the strongest fight, even gods have to retreat!"

As soon as Wei Ranhei finished speaking, the white world gradually became dim.

Heaven-level Kung Fu, Thousand-Year Ice Prison.

Everything around me slowed down at this moment.

Even Tianming, who was at the saint level, was affected at this time.

This is the real world, and the space cannot be broken. Otherwise, as long as you break through the space and enter the crack, you can hide.

brush!
Wei Ranhei attacked Tianming.

"You don't really think that you are the only one who can use the Heavenly Dao Level Technique!"

Tianming sneered repeatedly. (End of this chapter)