Metropolitan Super Deity

Just as Ling Fei restrained Ling Ditian and restrained his soul under his mother's consciousness, the atmosphere in the sky suddenly collapsed into a big hole.

From there, a large amount of pure zhenqi poured out.

"This is……."

Ling Fei's mood sank, and Ling Ditian's eyes were also serious.

"I'm afraid that the battle between you and Li Futu caused a gap in the dimensional wall, and Li Futu's death, as the reincarnation of Fuxi, will naturally cause the collapse of the dimension. Now I am afraid that the dimensional channel between the earth and the world of cultivating immortals has been opened."

At this time, from the opposite side of the dimension wall, there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahahaha~. There is actually a lower space here, and we are about to develop now."

Accompanied by the sound, several masters with superb cultivation landed from the other side of the dimensional wall. There are a total of three Nascent Souls and six pills.

Ling Fei's eyes were cold, it was really a narrow road to Yuanjia, and he was actually a disciple of Xiacai Sect. However, there were only two elixirs from the Xiacai sect, and the other four elixirs and the three nascent souls seemed to be disciples of Wan Jianzong.

In Lingfei's memory, Xiacaimen seems to have recognized Wanjianzong as the master afterward, and judging from the time since he returned to Earth, Xiacaimen should have just become Wanjianzong's subordinate in the past few days.

"Hey! There are still cultivators in this lower plane. Zhuan, yes, it's interesting, so let's use their heads to start our journey in this plane."

Long Ling'er looked at Ling Fei, and said a little nervously:

"Son, what should I do?"

"Close the door and let dad go."

"What did you say?"

Ling Ditian couldn't help but let out a bluff.

"You have a good idea! You can handle these small roles yourself, and I won't do things for you. Even if I signed a master-servant contract with your mother, I still have my dignity. Don't try to order me around casually." I."

Ling Fei shrugged.

"Really? That's not necessarily the case. Mom, it's up to you."

He injected a formation into Long Ling'er's mind, and Long Ling'er's big eyes immediately shot out two small devil-like rays of light.

Ling Ditian shivered.

"Bastard, you actually gave her the way to control me! Sooner or later, I will kill you!"

"Whatever, but that day may be far away."

Ling Fei expressed a little sympathy, and then Long Ling'er kicked Ling's father hard on the ass.

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and kill them all for me!"

Father Ling vomited blood angrily, but the control of his soul made him helpless.

In desperation, he could only vent his anger on those bastards opposite.

With a gloomy face that was about to drip, Father Ling came to those disciples of Wan Jianzong and Caixia Sect.

"A cultivator from a lower plane, it's interesting that you dare to come here in person. You are brave, and this elder admires you. How about this, as long as you kneel down immediately and lick the dust on this elder's shoes, this elder will spare you Immortal, take you as a slave, let you serve this elder, maybe in the future, this elder will be happy, and he can bring you back to the world of cultivating immortals. How about it?"

Father Ling is about to explode when he hears the word "slave", and the other party's mere three Nascent Souls actually want him to kneel down and lick his shoes.

"I lick your grandma!"

"boom!"

Father Ling punched out, and beat the arrogant person into a meat paste on the spot. Even Yuanying didn't escape, and was crushed to powder on the spot.

"Damn it—!"

The remaining two Nascent Souls and six pills were so frightened that their jaws dropped all over the floor. A Nascent Soul cultivator was instantly knocked out by a little cultivator from a lower plane!

One of the golden cores was terrified. Looking at Ling's father, he couldn't help but murmured:

"This... is this guy a cultivator?"

Father Ling couldn't help showing a sneer.

"Transformation God? A mere Transformation God, worthy of being compared with me?"

"Let's go, he is a great power above the gods, we are not his opponents, go back to the sect."

"Run? Want to run now? Can you run?"

As soon as Ling's father grabbed him, the figures of those people quickly stepped back, and their faces were filled with despair.

"No—don't! Forgive me, senior."

But how could father Ling, who had been reduced to a slave and was in grief and indignation, forgive them? This is simply a joke in the world.

"die!"

With a big hand squeeze, eight people, two Nascent Soul masters and four Alchemy masters, were crushed into powder in an instant, not even ashes remained.

He looked at his hands and couldn't help but sighed deeply.

If the dimensional channel had been opened just now, and such a thick zhenqi had descended, he would have hoped to deal with Ling Fei, and he would not have fallen into this situation.

It's a pity that the opening of the dimensional channel is too slow, he has already been planted by Ling Fei under the master-servant contract, and now he has no way to resist, and can only be slaughtered by Long Ling'er from now on.

Ling Fei clapped his hands behind him.

"That's right, as expected of a Mahayana monk, it's just amazing."

"snort!"

Father Ling snorted angrily, with his hands behind his back, with an expression that I don't want to talk to you.

Regarding his anger, Ling Fei naturally knew in his heart that he didn't do much to persuade them. It was both ridiculous and sad for the father and son to come to this point.

"Okay, let's go back for the time being. This time, the meta channel can only be temporarily sealed with a sealing technique. If we want to completely repair it, there is no way now, so we can only go back and think about it."

Ling Fei raised his hand with a formula to seal the exit of the dimensional channel, but this can only resist the monks under the God of Transformation and above the God of Transformation, and they still have a way to come to the earth, so Ling Fei can only pray for God's blessing now up.

When the group returned home, Mr. Chen and a group of foreigners of different colors were waiting anxiously in the Ling Family Manor.

"Mr. Ling, Void passages have appeared all over the world, and many monks with advanced cultivation levels have emerged from them. What's going on?"

Ling Fei looked at the crowd, couldn't help sighing and said:

"About this matter, I wanted to tell you a long time ago. In fact, the earth is just a lower plane. In this universe, there are countless other planes. Among these planes, the strongest one One, is the world of cultivating immortals. There, monks can cross the catastrophe and become immortals, which is countless times faster than the speed of cultivation on earth, and of course, the dangers are also countless times more dangerous."

Old Chen's eyes lit up.

"You mean, there are higher planes in the universe? Then, can we go there?"

Father Ling poured a basin of cold water down.

"Wake up, you idiots, the scum of the whole earth, if you go together, it's not enough for a single sect to beat them. Where are you going? Now they are about to fight over, and the earth will become a colony of some sects in the world of cultivating immortals. You still think about how you live."