Metropolitan Super Deity

"No! Too elder, this matter, absolutely must not!"

"Yes, if it weren't for him to come here today, the palace lord would not die. It would be fine if we didn't kill him. He still wants to be the palace lord? Is this a foolish dream at all?"

"We never agree!"

Ling Fei glanced at everyone.

"Have I said that I want to be your palace lord? It's so passionate!"

His words instantly made everyone's faces flushed.

"You bastard! Are you looking down on our Shenwu Emperor Palace?"

"Yes, what do you think you are? Our Shenwu Emperor Palace asked you to be the lord of the palace. That's pity for you. That's the glory you can't cultivate for eight hundred lifetimes! You dare to despise us, pooh!"

These disciples cursed, in front of Ling Fei, they couldn't live happily after being hit.

People are so cheap.

After a while, Fu Yidao stood up, screamed, and said:

"Have you said enough? If you say enough, just shut up!"

He glanced coldly, everyone met his gaze, and immediately bowed their heads.

Fu Yidao looked back again and rushed to Ling Fei:

"The reason why the Shenwu Imperial Palace has reached the point it is today is that it has nothing to do with you. You can't just leave it so easily. Moreover, the Shenwu Imperial Palace, with hundreds of thousands of people, can't just decline like this. You. He is also a half disciple of the Shenwu Emperor Palace and the Da Chu Imperial Family. In any case, this time, you must save the Shenwu Emperor Palace and the fire and water."

Ling Fei frowned slightly, he didn't know what Fu Yidao said.

Having lost a palace owner who was in the Tribulation Period, Shenwu Emperor's Palace, for a while, I really couldn't find a few to watch.

If this is the case, the dragons will have no leader, and the best sect may not last long, and it will be completely finished.

Fu Yidao begged himself to be the palace lord, just because he took a fancy to his own strength. In the world of cultivation, strength is the best voice.

The original palace lord of the Shenwu Emperor’s Palace may be able to rely on his own tribulation cultivation base and the identity of the palace lord of the Shenwu Emperor’s palace to make the various sects of the Chu surrender, but compared to himself, he is still slightly inadequate, because he But it really kills, and it has the power to kill!

As long as they are a little bit brainy, few dare to fight against themselves.

From the perspective of comprehensive strength in all aspects, he is the only candidate who can replace the palace owner at the current Shenwu Emperor's Palace!

Therefore, Fu Yidao lowered his status and asked himself to be the lord of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace.

But what about this? Perhaps the Shenwu Emperor's Palace of the previous life had a relationship with Ling Fei, but in this life, Ling Fei's relationship with the Shenwu Emperor's Palace was not good, and even somewhat hostile.

Now he is actually going to be the lord of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace. Sorry, what's the joke?

"I reject."

Ling Fei gave the answer directly and indifferently.

"why?"

Fu Yidao was a little anxious, and Ling Fei snorted softly.

"Because I am not rare."

One is not rare for me, I almost didn't make everyone vomit blood.

Your uncle, what do you call you not rare? At any rate, we are also a second-class sect, the leader of the Great Chu Empire, with hundreds of sects under our command, we dare not refuse. Why is it not rare to get here? Do you still treat us as human beings?

Fu Yidao gave a wry smile.

Ling Fei is good at everything, whether it is talent or xinxing, he is a leader among his peers.

In fact, not to mention the same generation, even the elders, very few can surpass Ling Fei.

But, Ling Fei, there are really some children's dispositions.

He wants what he likes, and he doesn't want what he doesn't like. He doesn't care about you at all.

In desperation, Fu Yidao could only turn to his granddaughter.

He gave Fu Zixun a wink, and Fu Zixun immediately snuggled over Ling Fei's arms. The pair of fairly large rabbits caught Ling Fei's arms, causing other disciples to swallow a few bitter mouths.

"Brother Ling Fei, you promise my grandfather, anyway, you don't have to do anything when you are the palace lord, and you can order the heroes. What's wrong?"

"No, I'm too lazy to order a bunch of scum."

Everyone breathed fire in their eyes, and they couldn't wait to swallow Ling Fei alive!

Our goddess is begging you for mercy. Not only do you not appreciate it, but you also despise us as scum. Do you want to live? What do you think of us? There are hundreds of thousands of us, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of pill formation, right? Don’t you say that Yuan Ying also has tens of thousands? There are not many gods, but there are always a few thousand little ones, right? There are fewer Mahayanas, but there are still a few hundred mahayanas, right?

This kind of lineup, if placed in any place in the world of cultivating immortals, the cards are not low. Why does it become **** when it gets to you?

Ling Fei glanced at everyone, hummed, and did not respond.

Some people fell helplessly.

There is no way, people, there is indeed the qualification to look down on them!

Think about it and feel useless.

The dignified second-class sect was actually despised by a god-shifting monk, alas!

Fu Zixun held Ling Fei's arm again, acting like a baby.

This made Ling Fei a little upset.

The relationship between the two is not good, but it is not good, but it is not much better.

But after all, it was a common misfortune, and Fu Zixun had a deep affection for him. This sentimental debt made Ling Fei quite guilty.

He frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"I don't want to be the palace owner of the Shenwu Emperor's Palace, but I do have a suitable candidate."

"Who is that?"

Fu Zixun blinked his **** jewel-like eyes, and Ling Fei smiled faintly.

"that is you."

"I?"

Fu Zixun was taken aback!

Fu Yidao was also a little surprised, apparently he didn't expect Ling Fei to come up with this arrangement.

He still wanted to say something, but Ling Fei shook his head at him.

Fu Yidao is an old man ~www.readwn.com~ and something suddenly comes to mind.

Ling Fei didn't want to be the palace lord. For one thing, Ling Fei was really not uncommon. Secondly, it was because everyone had grievances against Ling Fei.

If Ling Fei becomes the palace lord, no one will listen to orders in the future, and someone will even trip him up.

Rather than being embarrassed when the time comes, it is better to move out of Fu Zixun.

Fu Zixun had himself behind him, and he was orthodox Shenwu Emperor Palace, no one dared to say anything at all.

As for the cultivation level, is it not good to have my own help from the immortal in the matter of cultivation?

But the old fox obviously wouldn't let Ling Fei go so easily.

"I think this method is okay, but it's definitely not better than you being the lord of the palace. However, I also have something to tell you. You have done something to my precious great-great-grandson. She hasn't given her a status yet, so she wants to eat and leave without admitting it? Ling Fei, we have to talk about this matter."

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