Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Upon seeing this, Feng Lin gradually understood the power he possessed after becoming a Saint.

He can not only see through the essence of everything, but also imitate the techniques created by others.

Previously, he had foreseen the absolute casualties that Hou Yi's bow would inflict.

Therefore, when he imitated Hao Ye's release of this move, the order of the spiritual light points was as follows.

It looks like it was a success.

If that's the case, he can copy all the Heavenly Dao-level cultivation techniques of the surrounding saints based on their arrangement.

Hao Cang continuously released his power to heal the wounds in front of him.

Finally, he filled the hole in front of him back in.

He was panting heavily, feeling like he was almost half dead.

"Alright, I've given you all time. From now on, everyone who is still within my sight is my target for elimination."

As Feng Lin spoke, he released his power again, and more than a dozen arrows appeared around him.

It was aimed at everyone present.

"No way, Feng Lin? I'm aiming too?"

Zhuang Qingyan looked at the arrow aimed at her and couldn't help but say something.

"Sorry, I selected all of them."

Feng Lin smiled and snapped his fingers, causing the arrow aimed at Zhuang Qingyan to gradually disappear.

shhhhhh...

The dozen or so arrows all flew out without the terrifying fluctuations of those Heavenly Dao level techniques.

His arrow emitted only a thin, elongated ray of light.

Everyone present except Zhuang Qingyan was constantly trying to avoid them.

But these arrows were homing; no matter how they tried to escape, they always followed them.

Rumble!
The saint's attacks flashed continuously here, but no matter how they attacked, the arrows remained.

Brush brush!
In a very short time, all those who had not broken through to the next level of cultivation were affected.

A bloody hole appeared in front of them.

Just like when they dealt with Hao Cang, although they had been reborn, the cave entrance remained.

Su Yibai's face showed some fear; he could clearly feel his life slipping away rapidly.

If this hole isn't patched up quickly, I'll be pierced through the chest and die.

He could only use the power of sublimation to fill the gaps in his body.

Su Yibai, who was originally at his peak, was losing his Qi, and finally he managed to repair the hole in his body.

But at this moment, his face was as pale as paper.

too frightening.

Su Yibai looked up at Feng Lin high above. Just repairing the wound he had caused had consumed seventy or eighty percent of his strength.

What does this mean?
If Feng Lin were to do it again, death would be his only fate.

At this point, not only them, but even sages began to fall victim to the disease.

Boom!
Just then, a melodious voice rang out.

Hao Cang and an old man in black robes simultaneously summoned the Chaos Bell.

The two arrows struck the transparent Chaos Bell, and were surprisingly blocked within a short time.

Upon seeing this, Feng Lin stroked his chin in deep thought.

It seems that as long as one is strong enough and has a powerful enough technique, it is possible to block this attack.

Feng Lin took a step forward, his figure appearing before the Chaos Bell. He smiled and asked, "I remember your Taiyi Clan was divided into two factions, and you hated this Chaos Bell technique the most, right? Why do you also know how to use it?"

"Because when I was young, the Taiyi clan had not yet split into separate families!"

The old man in black robes immediately said, "Haocang! Let's go!"

Hao Cang has already been hit once; if he is hit again, he might be in danger.

Crack! Just then, a crack appeared in the Chaos Bell, and the next moment, the arrow rushed in, piercing through the two of them once again.

At this moment, everywhere else, without exception, everyone present except Zhuang Qingyan was penetrated.

Of course, the saints here could actually escape.

Some people decided to experience Feng Lin's move for themselves.

After all, they had just seen that after Hao Cang suffered this attack, his body returned to normal, only losing some of his Qi.

When Ye Yourong saw what was happening before her, she couldn't believe her eyes.

Those before me are all saints, the most powerful warriors even in the land of gods.

But now, Feng Lin is fighting against so many of them all by himself, and he has accurately pierced through them all.

She couldn't believe that Feng Lin was so powerful now.

"Is this..."

Guang Mixiu looked at the hole in front of him, and at this moment, he was continuously pouring Qi into it, finally filling the hole in front of him.

"The legendary absolute casualty, I remember the son of the God King of the Divine Artifact Clan once possessed this Heavenly Dao level technique."

Wei Ranhei said in a low voice.

"Haoye? I know this person."

Another sage spoke up, "I heard that Feng Lin possesses divine artifacts. Could it be that he obtained the divine artifacts that Hao Ye left behind after his death?"

At this moment, all the saints present looked up at Feng Lin, who was high up, and they did not expect him to be so powerful.

It is rare for one person to be able to overpower many saints, even in the land of gods.

"Alright, the first time was just a token gesture. The second time, I'll be aiming for your heads and hearts."

As Feng Lin spoke, twice as many arrows appeared around his body again.

There are at least thirty of them.

"Impossible! I remember the legend says that Hao Ye could only use it a dozen or so times when he was alive. Even if he became more powerful after death, it would be impossible for him to use it so many times at once!"

Hikari Shu stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"Haocang! Let's go!"

The black-robed elder of the Taiyi clan grabbed Hao Cang's arm and left.

He could already sense that Hao Cang's Qi had decreased to its lowest point.

Even among sages, there are different levels. Hao Cang is only a newcomer to the ranks of sages and is following the old path of his predecessors.

This is completely different from Feng Lin's method of self-enlightenment.

As spiritual energy dwindles, the further one progresses in comprehending the Dao of Heaven, the more difficult it becomes.

If successful, they would certainly be more powerful than the sages who followed the old path of their ancestors.

Hao Cang's face was very pale. He hesitated for a moment, but still decided to leave this white world.

Su Yibai and Su Ming, who had both broken through to the next level, had already left.

They knew what was important; currently, they had no ability to resist Feng Lin.

However, the other saints around them had no intention of leaving.

"Gentlemen! I don't believe he can use this trick indefinitely. Let's join forces and kill Feng Lin first!"

An old man with red eyes addressed the crowd, “I know you haven’t shown your true strength, just to hold back and make it easier to obtain godhood later. But right now, our primary objective is to deal with Feng Lin.”

Feng Lin smiled; this was exactly what he wanted.

If it's a one-on-one fight, he can win for sure, but if it's one against many...

Other saints can easily break through space to escape, but if they were to join forces, they certainly wouldn't be able to escape.

Feng Lin can do his best to deal with these saints.

"They are not one person, but two."

Guang Mixiu's eyes were fixed on Zhuang Qingyan, this former god whose strength was absolutely not to be underestimated. (End of this chapter)