Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin sensed the aura of this middle-aged man; he was from the Xi Wangmu tribe.

But the other party didn't recognize him, which was a bit strange.

Regardless, Feng Lin is a person with some fame in Shenxiang.

"Dude, I have a good relationship with Xiling Sheng. You'd better think carefully before you make a move against me."

Feng Lin said to the middle-aged man.

"Boy! How dare you address the Queen Mother by her given name! I was originally planning to let you go, but now you can only die."

The red-haired middle-aged man clenched his fist and suddenly unleashed his power.

"Sigh, the differences between people are indeed huge."

Feng Lin was somewhat helpless. He knew the name of the Queen Mother of the West, so she must have been to the Land of Gods, or she must have come from the Land of Gods.

Could it be an ordinary person?

"Ash, this person is about the same as you, I'm leaving him to you."

Feng Lin said with a smile.

Currently, both Ash and this middle-aged man are below the level of a pseudo-saint, but stronger than a half-saint.

He also wanted to see what changes occurred in the fighting style of the Ash Saint Gu after it evolved into human form.

"Yes, Master!"

Ash nodded respectfully, then attacked the red-haired middle-aged man.

Along the way, she was enveloped in a black aura.

The red-haired middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the woman approaching him, her speed so fast that the surrounding air distorted.

I knew this person was about as strong as me.

The flames on his body instantly pierced the sky, turning the high sky red.

Boom!

The forces of both sides clashed instantly.

This was a battle between black and red. The surrounding earth could not withstand the attacks of the two people and was completely swallowed up by their power.

However, only the land on Fenglin's side remained intact.

Feng Lin looked up at the sky. Judging from the power the two were currently releasing, they were evenly matched.

Just then, countless large mouths suddenly sprouted from the black energy on Ash's body.

Its large mouth was covered with white fangs that looked like blades.

These enormous mouths relentlessly tore and devoured the opponent's fiery energy.

They were evenly matched at first, but at this moment, the black energy of the ashes rushed towards the other side.

Boom!

The sky high above distorted violently, and the darkness even brought a brief period of night to the world where Feng Lin was.

Just then, a string of flames flew out from the black energy and reformed into the red-haired middle-aged man from before.

His eyes were filled with solemnity. What kind of technique was that? He felt that his power was not scattered, but rather absorbed.

Moreover, as he sublimated his body and emerged from his dark power.

He discovered that even with the sublimation, his Qi was being consumed in large quantities, or more accurately, it was being devoured by the other party.

"What kind of technique are you using? I've never heard of it before."

The red-haired middle-aged man asked with an icy expression.

Ash didn't say another word; she attacked the opponent again.

Feng Lin below looked somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the power of Ash to be so strong.

The two sides were clearly evenly matched, and this man was from the Queen Mother of the West's tribe.

This race is descended from the gods. As the divine tree previously stated, the power of the gods doesn't dissipate rapidly, but rather gradually diminishes. This race is far stronger than some other races.

However, the ash can directly devour the opponent's Qi through its own power.

This proves that the Ashes, this entirely new race, are stronger than the Queen Mother of the West, a descendant of the ancient gods, at the same level.

boom!
The two forces clashed once more, and Ash became increasingly familiar with controlling this body.

At this moment, a mouth the size of a fist could be seen in all the Qi she released.

Not only that, Feng Lin was surprised to find that her movement technique was actually somewhat similar to his own.

It seems that by following him and watching him fight, she has learned a lot.

This truly proves the saying, "When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."

The red-haired middle-aged man was gradually losing ground, and he could see that if the fight continued like this, he would surely die.

So he once again transcended and fled to a distant place.

"Do you know my identity? I am a descendant of the powerful leaders of the Xi Wangmu tribe. You should also know Xi Wangmu, she is a high and mighty goddess!"

The red-haired middle-aged man said coldly, "I'll let you go this time, but if I see you again, it won't be so simple."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

He had only been flying for a short time when he discovered that the surrounding spiritual energy was suddenly out of his control.

The next moment, green vines transformed into a prison, controlling the person.

Feng Miao crossed her arms and flew into the sky. Even though she was petite, she looked majestic.

"It's clearly your fault for being incompetent, yet you say you'll let us go. How dare you!"

Feng Miao said calmly, "We never said we were going to let you go!"

The red-haired middle-aged man stared wide-eyed in horror, unable to believe what he was seeing.

A girl who looks so young has actually reached the realm of a saint.

Even if the other party is a saint of the Nine Nether Clan who has been reborn, it is impossible for him to recover to his peak condition at such a young age.

"You! Who exactly are you?"

The red-haired middle-aged man's face was filled with fear.

"Me? The one who killed you."

As Feng Miao spoke, he raised his hand, and sharp thorns gradually emerged from the vine cage.

Upon seeing this, the red-haired middle-aged man immediately elevated his body, trying to squeeze out through the gaps in the cage, but he found himself as if he had hit a wall, unable to get out at all.

"Spare me! I was wrong! Please let me go! Don't kill me!"

The middle-aged man finally panicked. He never expected to encounter a saint here, especially since he was just a little kid.

What on earth is this otherworldly place? The elders clearly said that here, a demigod is a god and can do anything they want.

Just then, several more figures reappeared in the distance. They had all come to investigate after sensing the battle taking place there.

One of them was a saint who directly broke through space to arrive.

He was a bald old man wearing black armor, with a round hole in front of him.

Upon seeing the sage in the distance, the red-haired middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief. "Senior Guan Nan, it is I, Red Wolf of the Queen Mother of the West's tribe!"

After he finished shouting, he turned around and looked at Feng Miao with a sneer, "Little girl, this is a saint of the Piercing Chest Clan! He has a very good relationship with our Queen Mother of the West tribe. If you dare to kill me, the senior will definitely seek justice for me."

After Guan Nan appeared here, he immediately saw Feng Lin below.

His eyes were full of surprise. He then landed on the ground and bowed slightly to Feng Lin. "Mr. Feng Lin, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Seeing this, Red Wolf was completely stunned. What was going on?
The Pierced Chest Clan is considered a powerful race in the Divine Land, and the patriarch of Guan Nan, a dignified race, is showing such respect to this young man.

Suddenly, he froze. What? Feng Lin?

Is this person Feng Lin? (End of Chapter)