Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

The appearance of six saints caused a terrifying fluctuation, resulting in a dramatic change in the sky and clouds.

After all, this is the most powerful fighting force in the world, and the energy it generates can even penetrate beyond this planet.

Feng Lin remained lying on the ground, his gaze fixed on the distance, a smile on his face: "I didn't expect there to be even more saints watching the spectacle."

"Of course, no matter what you do, the first ones to appear are always the cannon fodder."

Zhuang Qingyan, smoking her pipe, floated in the sky with a smile on her face.

Cen Caixuan and Ye Yourong also followed Zhuang Qingyan.

Only Feng Miao, who was sitting with Feng Lin, looked up to watch the commotion.

"This is the territory of our Nine Nether Clan. If you want to come here, you should notify us in advance. I am not familiar with you. It is impolite for you to appear in front of me without permission."

Zhuang Qingyan looked calmly at the several saints in front of her.

These people were all second-rate saints; none of the true first-tier races appeared.

"Politeness? Do we need politeness to deal with your Nine Nether Clan? Your lowly race dares to show up here. You're trying to slap us all in the face."

One of the old men said in a deep voice.

"I just don't understand why my presence here is a slap in the face to all of you? Our hometown is so big, and the place where our Nine Nether Clan used to live has not been occupied by anyone. My presence here is not bothering anyone, is it?"

Zhuang Qingyan said calmly.

"Is the existence of your Nine Nether Clan enough to get in our way?"

Another blond elder said in a deep voice, "Your Nine Nether Clan committed such heinous acts back then, you should not exist!"

"Our race back then? Then let me ask you, in which year? Or how many years ago?"

Zhuang Qingyan looked at the blond old man and asked.

"This……"

The blond old man was speechless.

Not only him, but all the other saints around him were the same; they really didn't know how many years ago it had been.

"Speechless? What you're talking about does exist, but how many years has it been? I imagine your great-great-grandfather wasn't even born when the Nine Nether Clan became gods, right?"

Zhuang Qingyan looked at the crowd in front of her and asked, "Back then, the Nine Nether Clan was almost wiped out, and you other races have also enslaved us for so many years. Isn't that enough?"

"Not enough! Of course not!"

Another black-haired old man shouted sternly, "You deserve to be enslaved!"

"Are you even speaking human language? Haven't you noticed that your status with the Nine Nether Clan has long been reversed?"

Zhuang Qingyan pointed at the black-haired old man with her pipe, "You are the one who is utterly wicked!"

"That's right! You're the one who's utterly wicked!"

Cen Caixuan also spoke up, "Our Nine Nether Clan did make mistakes in the past, but we were punished. You have insulted us for so many years, and you still won't let us go!"

When she talked about this, she was reminded of the suffering she had endured in the land of gods.

"I am now going to solemnly tell you that I will lead our Nine Nether Clan to stand again in the Divine Land."

Zhuang Qingyan scanned the crowd before her one by one, "I'm telling you now, our Nine Nether Clan will not provoke you, but if anyone dares to touch our Nine Nether Clan, I will kill you without hesitation."

"You think you, a mere saint, can handle the six of us?"

The black-haired old man looked at the people around him, "What did we say when we came? Let's all attack together and kill this woman!"

The other saints around him pondered for a moment, and then they all unleashed their power.

Although the woman's words made sense, they did not want to be accused of colluding with the Nine Nether Clan.

In the land of gods, they are not the only ones who oppose the Nine Nether Clan.

They were forced to rebel because all the top races rebelled.

Boom!

A terrifying power erupted instantly, and one of the saints struck first, attacking Zhuang Qingyan.

Cen Caixuan and Ye Yourong used the "Breaking the Wall" technique together, because the surrounding spiritual energy had been completely controlled by these saints.

The two of them can only use their own power.

"Follow the plan."

The blond elder immediately shattered the space and entered its interior. Zhuang Qingyan rolled her eyes and unleashed her power. She immediately said to Cen Caixuan and Ye Yourong, "You two quickly retreat to Feng Lin's side. This group of people intends to deal with you!"

Cen Caixuan, who was originally planning to fight, immediately retreated to Feng Lin's side upon hearing this.

Ye Yourong also unleashed her power at this moment, and a red bow appeared in her hand.

She clearly intended to use the Haoye artifact, but she still came to Feng Lin's side.

"I was originally planning to show off a bit, it's been a long time since I've fought on my own."

Ye Yourong pouted.

You have plenty of opportunities.

Feng Lin suddenly pointed to the side in front of them and said, "Here."

Click!

The space he was referring to suddenly shattered, and a hand emerged from within.

Ye Yourong immediately stepped back, drew the bow fully, and channeled her power.

call out!
A blue arrow flew out and pierced the man's outstretched palm.

Then he stabbed the man in the arm.

brush!
The person quickly pulled his arm back into the space.

"No way, Feng Lin? He was hiding in a dimensional space, and you could see him?"

Ye Yourong was completely dumbfounded.

Cen Caixuan was also standing to the side, looking at Feng Lin in disbelief.

Just how strong is this person in front of me?

Click!

A crack appeared in the distant space, and the golden old man from before emerged from it.

At this moment, there was a large hole in his palm.

He stared menacingly at the bow in Ye Yourong's hand. "Is what you're holding a divine artifact?"

"That's right, you want it?"

Ye Yourong asked calmly.

call!
The blond old man continuously unleashed his power, constantly sublimating it, until finally the wound on his palm healed.

Just as he was about to attack again, he suddenly turned around and saw that three of the five saints in the distance had been immediately controlled by chains.

Two more saints were so frightened that they immediately shattered space and fled to a distant place.

Upon seeing this place, the blond old man also fled in disarray.

The previous reports were clear: the sage of the Flying Bird Clan died quickly after being bound by chains.

Just then, a new sun appeared in the distant sky.

The surrounding temperature continued to rise.

In an instant, the enormous Sun Race member merged into an old man wearing golden armor.

The old man had long, platinum-gold hair and a burning flame behind his head.

Upon seeing the person there, Cen Caixuan immediately explained, "Jin Futian, a saint of the Sun Clan."

Feng Lin smiled slightly, "The race that I'm somewhat familiar with has finally arrived."

……

at the same time.

Outside the atmosphere of his hometown, Xiling Sheng sat on the edge of the stone bed, his legs dangling.

She was staring at the location of Victory Plateau.

Suddenly, Xi Ling Sheng turned her head to the left and saw a dark shadow fly past her.

"Strange, what is this thing? Whose clone has gotten here?"

With a thought, Xi Ling Sheng summoned the stone bed, which flew swiftly to block the clone's path. (End of Chapter)