Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Beware of the Nightmare Clan's spiritual power!

Upon seeing this, Cen Caixuan immediately reminded Feng Lin.

But as soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly became unfocused.

Feng Lin looked around and discovered a large number of tiny spiritual particles.

These combinations of spirit particles are very peculiar, belonging to a small number of individual entities.

In a normal attack, spirit particles are arranged in large clusters, with only a very small number of colored spirit particles.

This person's skill involved only two or three spirit particles grouped together, rushing towards Feng Lin and the others.

Compared to Cen Caixuan, who was directly hit, Ye Yourong and Feng Miao were smarter. When Meng Sanqian first appeared, they transformed into a divine artifact and merged with Feng Lin.

"This is really strange. Who exactly are you, kid? You actually have two divine artifacts on you."

At this moment, Meng Sanqian was emitting a strange, dark light as he walked step by step toward Feng Lin.

Zhuang Qingyan, who was in the distance, turned her head and saw this, but she did not make a move.

She did not believe that Feng Lin could be controlled by the mental power of the Nightmare God Clan.

Feng Lin sighed. So it turned out that even spiritual power, which is invisible to ordinary people, can launch attacks through spiritual particles.

However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense; even though two people are some distance apart, they can still influence each other.

There must have been some way they got in touch with the other person.

These continuous streams of tiny spiritual particles are what is known as spiritual energy.

"I heard from Jin Futian of the Sun Clan that you are very strong and can inflict damage in the past, but now it seems that it is completely insignificant."

Meng Sanqian shook his head slightly, "I may have overestimated the strength of the Sun Clan."

"Then let me test whether there is a gap in strength between you and the Sun Clan."

Feng Lin looked at Meng Sanqian who was walking over and said.

"What? You're alright?"

Upon seeing this, Meng Sanqian stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"How could your weak attack pose a threat to me?"

Feng Lin stood up calmly. "Jin Futian fled after being hit by me once. Let's see how many times you can last."

hum!
A giant bow and arrow appeared above Feng Lin's head.

call out!
The arrow shot towards Meng Sanqian in an instant.

"That's laughable! Do you think this kind of trick will work on me? Have you forgotten what the most basic ability of a sage is?"

Meng Sanqian's expression remained unchanged as he watched the incoming arrows.

He simply shattered the space and stepped inside. The next moment, the shattered space appeared from behind Feng Lin.

Meng Sanqian revealed a disdainful smile, "See? Do you think your straightforward attacks will work on a saint?"

He had barely finished speaking when his eyes widened suddenly. He turned around and saw that the arrow had also pierced through space, appearing from behind him.

"what?"

Meng Sanqian immediately unleashed terrifying power, and the dark energy on his body suddenly spread out.

The space was constantly being impacted by darkness, causing it to collapse in all directions.

Meng Sanqian condensed these forces into a sharp spear.

Thrust towards this arrow.

呲呲!

Feng Lin's arrows clashed with the black power.

The arrow was at least half the speed, but it was still rapidly destroying the opponent's black spear and piercing it.

"impossible!"

Seeing this, Meng Sanqian was filled with disbelief. His all-out attack had failed to stop the opponent from releasing arrows for so long.

You should know that once a move is used, it will begin to weaken, and the longer the time passes, the more severe the weakening will be.

But this person's arrow still had such great power after piercing through space.

Seeing the arrows raining down on him, Meng Sanqian immediately abandoned defense and launched an attack.

His figure suddenly flashed, hurtling towards the arrow. When the distance between them was about several tens of meters, he appeared above the arrow. "Dream Slayer!"

Meng Sanqian let out a low roar, and terrifying black sword energy, like serrated teeth, slashed towards the arrow.

Sizzle!

Boom!

The arrow exploded on the spot, and the four-colored Qi energy instantly blasted open the surrounding space.

Meng Sanqian immediately sublimated and retreated into the distance.

The scattered power caused his sublimated Qi to explode on the spot.

Meng Sanqian's body immediately returned to normal, and then she frowned slightly, wondering what had just happened.

Even though I had clearly ascended, I felt that a great deal of my Qi energy had suddenly disappeared.

Feng Lin stroked his chin thoughtfully as he read this; he hadn't really thought of this before.

Previously, the main attack was focused on the arrowhead, while the structure of the arrow shaft was ignored.

"You brat! Your move is nothing special. I thought you were much stronger."

Meng Sanqian mocked from the sky.

Meanwhile, Lei Tian continued his battle with Yao Se.

The terrifying power it emitted meant that this space was never truly intact.

Before the space could be repaired, it was shattered into pieces again.

At this moment, Feng Lin conjured a bow and arrow again, but the arrow did not fly out.

He observed the arrangement of the phantom above Yao Se's head by watching the battle in the distance.

Then, he aligned the spiritual particles on his arrow with the opponent's phantom in roughly the same way.

Meng Sanqian appeared high above and sneered, "Boy, this move is useless against me now, so why should I waste my Qi?"

"Now it's my turn to make my move! Dream Slayer!"

Meng Sanqian raised his hand, and countless serrated sword energies surged towards Feng Lin.

These sword energies shattered the surrounding space, leaving Feng Lin inside a dimensional space.

But the sword energy completely sealed off his surroundings, giving him no chance to escape.

boom!
Just then, the arrow that Feng Lin had condensed flew out again.

It shattered the surrounding sword energy the moment it appeared.

The arrow hurtled toward Meng Sanqian, the four-colored Qi at the arrowhead spinning like a whirlwind.

"I told you! This trick of yours doesn't work on me anymore!"

Meng Sanqian attacked the arrow again, but suddenly, he flashed above the arrow once more.

The serrated sword energy was exactly the same as before.

But the next moment, he was completely stunned. He realized that the arrow seemed to be non-existent, like a phantom.

His attack easily penetrated through it.

"not good!"

No sooner had Meng Sanqian finished speaking than he realized that an arrow was already hurtling toward his head.

He immediately retreated, unleashing a terrifying power that slowed the arrows, and quickly fled into the distance.

The arrows were now following closely behind, relentlessly pursuing them.

"It seems that your arrows are useless against the saints who are descendants of the old gods."

Ye Yourong's voice came over, "However, this is normal. The Nightmare God Clan is known for its speed."

Feng Lin nodded in agreement. This person was indeed very fast, even faster than the arrows Feng Lin had made.

That's why I can keep hiding.

As expected of a saint descended from an old god, he is indeed quite different from ordinary saints.

However, Meng Sanqian was only fast; he did not directly clash with Feng Lin's arrows.

brush!
Just then, Zhuang Qingyan stepped in front of Meng Sanqian. (End of Chapter)