Metropolitan Super Deity

After bidding farewell to Venus, Ling Fei came to the Kunlun Holy Land.

Although Kunlun had provoked Ling Fei several times, Ling Fei was relatively tolerant of them and did not come to trouble them.

Because they were all China's strength, Ling Fei managed to pass by carelessly.

But this time, Ling Fei will not give them face anymore.

When he came to Kunlun, he couldn't help but hum.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the majestic Kunlun Holy Land doesn't even have a gatekeeper, and it dares to claim to be the largest sect in China. It's really ridiculous."

Taking steps and using the method of shrinking to an inch, Ling Fei quickly arrived at the mountain. However, at the same time, a pungent smell of blood entered his nose.

"Um?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but pause, his eyes a little sharp.

When he arrived at the Sanqing Palace on the top of the mountain, the rich smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Ling Fei quickened his pace, taking three steps at a time and two steps at a time, and soon entered the Sanqing Palace.

However, when he entered the Sanqing Palace, what he saw was a tragic scene of corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

"damn it!"

Ling Fei quickly shuttled through the crowd, trying to find someone who was still breathing, but found that everyone here had been silenced.

He could only use his spiritual thoughts, and finally found a surviving Kunlun disciple under a statue of the Three Pure Ones.

Ling Fei injected a burst of energy into him, allowing him to return to his former glory.

"Who did it?"

The man glanced at Ling Fei weakly and said with difficulty:

"Li...Li...Futu."

"What?"

Ling Fei was greatly shocked in his heart.

Wasn't Li Futu a disciple of Kunlun? Moreover, he should be the successor of Qinglong, whom Kunlun values ​​most. How could he kill all Kunlun's disciples?

"What is going on? Where are the Li Futu people?"

"In the...."

Before he finished speaking, his eyelids gradually sank with difficulty. Ling Fei couldn't wait to use the Heart Killing Technique, trying to detect the other party's memory. But it's a pity that the other party's soul was also traumatized. At this moment, even the soul was shattered and it was impossible to query the memory.

"What a vicious guy!"

Ling Fei closed the eyes of the dead Kunlun disciple and let out a long sigh.

"Now we are almost inseparable. The person who killed me on earth must have a certain relationship with this Li Futu. Maybe he is the one who killed me. But now this kid has killed all his fellow disciples and disappeared again. Trying to find him for a while was like trying to find a needle in a haystack."

As he said this, he suddenly thought of something.

"It's bad. If he goes to Jiangbei, others will definitely be disadvantaged."

Ling Fei didn't dare to delay any more and immediately rushed back to Jiangbei.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. When Ling Fei rushed back to Jiangbei, what he was worried about did not happen.

Ling's father just came back from fetching water, and he didn't seem to be surprised when he saw him coming back.

"Back from Kunlun?"

"Um."

Ling Fei suddenly paused in his heart, as if something was wrong. But before he had time to think about it, his father changed the subject.

"You walked so fast just now. I forgot to tell you that you already have two souls. If there is hope in the future, you can cultivate another soul. I heard that if you can gather three souls, The Yuanshen, with the three Yuans unified, can reach the legendary state of killing three corpses and becoming a saint in the body. It can be immune to any spiritual attack and is invulnerable to all poisons. The most important thing is that if it can become a god, this saint will The body can provide you with better talents."

"real?"

Father Ling smiled lightly and said:

"I am your father, can I still lie to you? These are my memories when I was in the immortal world. There are also some people who want to cultivate multiple souls, but the conditions are too restrictive. First of all, to cultivate the soul, you must count If you lower your cultivation level every time, in the world of immortality where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the weak, you will die if you are not careful. Every time you increase your strength, you have one more chance to save your life, not to mention such an extremely dangerous thing as lowering your cultivation level."

"Secondly, the cost of cultivating the soul is too high. Most people really don't have this ability. Even if they do, it requires the right time, place and people, and all the factors are combined to have a chance. And now, you have You already have two souls, which is a great opportunity for you."

"So that's the case, I didn't know."

Ling's father smiled and patted Ling Fei's arm.

"Otherwise, is it better to be old or old? How can I be your father if you don't have two skills?"

Ling Fei couldn't help but said quietly:

"Dad, you have changed. Why are you becoming more talkative now? Could it be that you were infected by your mother?"

"Forget it this time. Next time you talk nonsense like this, be careful I tell your mother so that you can't eat and walk around."

"Don't worry, I was joking."

Ling Fei's expression turned bitter, making Ling's father chuckle.

"I'm joking too. However, if the joke is on, it will become true, so it's better not to joke around casually."

With that said, he handed the kettle in his hand to Ling Fei.

"This is the hot water that has just been made. You can take it in and use it. I have something else to do. I want to go home first. If anything happens, call me."

"good."

Ling Fei took the teapot, and Ling's father put his hands in his pockets and quickly left the hospital.

Looking at his father's broad back gradually moving away in the corridor, Ling Fei couldn't help but shake his head hard.

"Ling Fei, what are you thinking about? That's your father!"

After saying that, he opened the door and entered the room.

Mu Qingcheng and her children were resting because they were too tired. Ling Xiaoqing saw Ling Fei come in and was about to speak when Ling Fei covered her mouth.

He made a silent gesture on his lips, Ling Xiaoqing nodded sensibly, and then she left the room, leaving Mu Qingcheng in Ling Fei's custody.

 …

Yanjing, Qianlong Mountain.

Since his defeat at the top of the Forbidden City, Qinglong chose to retreat from the world and live in seclusion here, concentrating on practicing on the mountain, hoping to reach a higher level of cultivation, and then seek revenge on Ling Fei to avenge his previous shame.

Around Qianlong Mountain, there are agents from the Dragon Group everywhere. These people are always surrounding Qinglong, giving him the opportunity to heal, to prevent any young people from coming over and ruining Qinglong's healing.

Most of these dragon team agents are in teams of five or six, patrolling in teams and defending at all levels to prevent Qinglong from making any mistakes.

Although Qinglong lost to Ling Fei, in terms of strength, he is still not weak and is still the second-ranked super master in China.

For China, he is still a super combat power that cannot be ignored. It is like a treasure that must be protected at all levels.