Metropolitan Super Deity

Seeing that Ling Ditian was about to make a move, Ling Fei opened the alien space again and took him in directly. Otherwise, with Zhu Yuchen's little strength, it was not enough for Ling Ditian to squeeze his teeth.

Emperor Ling Tian looked at Ling Fei with a cold face, and said coldly:

"Don't think that if you discover my strategy, you are sure to win! I am a late Mahayana, and you are an early stage of God Transformation. Even if you can kill the enemy by leaps and bounds, you may not be my opponent. It is not certain who will win. Woolen cloth!"

Ling Fei let out a long sigh of relief.

"Old man, you forced me to do this."

Emperor Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said proudly:

"The law of the jungle is the law of survival among cultivators. If you want to blame it, you can blame fate."

"Yeah, if you hadn't killed me, I wouldn't have been able to go to the cultivation world and discover my own background. After all, I still have to thank you, old man."

"What? Want to beg me for mercy?"

"No no no, you misunderstood."

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Lingfei's mouth.

"Although you are a Mahayana monk, the amount of true energy on the earth is simply not enough for you to display your true strength. Therefore, you need your billions of believers to provide you with faith. This is a disguised form to maintain your energy. However, your believers need to rely on the prayers of the gods to provide you with endless energy. Otherwise, it is impossible for you to receive energy. You can use at most two moves, and you will lose your true energy. But …”

"But what?"

Ling Ditian suddenly had a bad feeling.

Ling Fei chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I have already sent people to slightly change your statue into mine around the world. Now, your believers are also providing me with energy, stains... I have the blessing of the Immortal Emperor's energy, which is inexhaustible in the first place, and now I have the energy of more than one billion believers, I don't know how you want to fight me, old man?"

"What are you talking about? This is impossible! My believers will only recognize my statue, they will not believe in you."

Ling Ditian roared angrily, his face full of disbelief, but Ling Fei's next words made him despair instantly.

"Old man, don't forget, I am your son. I am your copy. Is there any difference in our appearance?"

"puff--!"

Ling Ditian spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I didn't expect it, thousands of calculations, one wrong step, one wrong step!

Ling Fei used Zhu Yuchen to discover his identity in advance, so these days, he was acting with him, but now, he secretly cut off the source of his energy supply. It can be said that he has failed before fighting up.

Although he is a Mahayana monk, Ling Ditian knows better than anyone else that Ling Fei can leapfrog to kill the enemy. Facing him, it was simply impossible to defeat him within two moves.

And after the two moves, his true qi was almost used up. There was too little true qi on the earth, and it was not enough for him, a Mahayana monk, to replenish his energy. It's like a car without gas, how can I drive it?

Soon, Mother Ling flew over with the help of others.

"Old man, is it true?"

"I...."

Lingdi's weather was so bad that he wanted to cry, but now he didn't even have the energy to speak.

"What are you? You old bastard, you have kept so many bad ideas from me, and you still do something to my son. Are you still human?"

Long Ling'er came up and punched and kicked Ling Ditian.

"stop fighting!"

"What's the matter? You still dare to yell at me? The wings are hard? You don't listen to me, do you?"

"snort!"

Ling Ditian snorted angrily.

"Do as you please, the winner is king, the loser is bandit, you fight or kill, do as you please, I lost, what else is there to say? Let's do it!"

"You want to die, do you think you can die if you want to die?"

Mother Ling sneered.

"Son! Get him!"

"okay!"

Ling Ditian's eyes suddenly became alert.

"What do you want to do? Shi can be killed, but not humiliated. If you want to kill, kill me. Don't play so many tricks and humiliate me here."

Ling Fei smiled lightly and said:

"Originally, if you killed me once, I should kill you too. However, you are Lao Tzu, how can you say that you gave me a life, and I don't have anything to say if you want to take it away. And I was resurrected, so I just I won't kill you. However, don't think that it's over so easily."

"Hmph! Hypocrisy, what do you want?"

"Old man, don't speak so harshly. You are also a master of Mahayana. With you, our Ling family has some guarantee, right? So I decided to use the master-servant method to let you sign a master-servant contract with my mother." .”

"What? Don't even think about it!"

Ling Ditian immediately put on a defensive posture.

He has designed a conspiracy for thousands of years. In his eyes, there is no one on this earth who can compare with him. He is the Pope of Light, and he is also the person with the highest cultivation level on the earth!

But now, to make him a slave of someone, even if this person is his wife, is impossible to accept.

You know, in Ling Ditian's heart, Long Ling'er was just a pawn in the beginning. Although it is said that in the past few decades, he has had some real feelings, but to be honest, if he is asked to sign a master-servant contract, he is 10,000 unwilling in his heart, and would rather die than surrender!

Seeing the rejection and disgust on Ling Ditian's face, Ling Fei shrugged.

"Old man, I'm really sorry, this matter is beyond your control."

As he spoke, Ling Fei raised his hands, and shot out two streaks of blood from his sleeves.

"what is that?"

Ling Ditian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

"It's okay, it's the blood of you and mom."

"Bastard, bring it to me quickly."

How could Ling Ditian not know that with these two drops of blood, once he signed the master-servant contract, he would not even have a chance to resist, and he would really become a wife slave from now on.

However, Ling Fei was already prepared, and even the formulas were prepared in advance. The two blood rays sank into the heads of both parties. Ling Ditian didn't even react, and became his wife's slave.

Moreover, once this kind of soul contract is formed, it cannot be undone forever, unless he cultivates to the level of a god! But I don't know when it will be until then. By then, Ling Fei will probably be a hundred times stronger than him. Therefore, his life, oh no, it can be said that eternal life is over. His life will last forever. He is bound with his wife Long Ling'er. From then on, if Long Ling'er said east, he really couldn't go west!

This time, it's not acting, it's real!

"No--!"

Ling Ditian let out a scream, and his face instantly turned ashen.

It's over, it's really over, he didn't even have a chance to resist, and he was directly signed into the contract.

The three-thousand-year conspiracy was like a joke at this moment, and was easily deciphered by Ling Fei.