Divine Seal: My Grandfather is the Demon King

Chapter 274: Long Xingyu Falls to the Bottom of the Food Chain

The recoil force was so strong that not only did it cause the sword in Long Xingyu's hand to fall out of his hand, it also caused the unprepared Long Xingyu to fly out.

And this is the first characteristic of the Anti-Heaven Demon Dragon Armor, anti-armor, which can rebound damage to a certain extent.

Coincidentally, Long Xingyu's external spiritual power was not as high as Feng Ling's, and his internal spiritual power was only a few tens of thousands points higher than Feng Ling's. What's more, Long Xingyu didn't use much strength and was just blown away.

Long Xingyu still had a confused expression on his face, and in that state he was embedded in the wall.

A sentence popped up in his mind:

When did you become so strong!

At this moment, Long Xingyu suddenly felt that he could not beat Feng Ling!

In fact, it wasn’t just that he couldn’t beat Feng Ling, he couldn’t even beat Long Haochen.

After just one month of training, Long Haochen had reached the ninth level and also received a Heart of Creation from the God of Creation.

After coming out of seclusion, Long Haochen obtained the power of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Pillar given by Feng Xiu, and gained the ability to mobilize the authority of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon Pillar.

If a real fight breaks out, Long Xingyu will definitely not be able to beat Long Haochen.

The next second, Long Xingyu pulled himself out from the wall.

After landing on the ground, he coughed awkwardly a few times and quickly straightened his clothes to make himself look less embarrassed.

He was the first father in the world to be punished for beating his child.

Feng Ling and Long Haochen are very filial daughter and son, how could they not care about Long Xingyu immediately?

Feng Ling immediately ran a few steps and walked to Long Xingyu's side.

"Oh my, Dad, are you okay?"

As she spoke, Feng Ling also held Long Xingyu's arm with concern.

"I'm fine!"

Long Xingyu spoke this sentence word by word.

At this moment, his fists hardened.

But after thinking about Feng Ling's strange ability, he did not hit Feng Ling with his hardened fist.

He had to accept this fact.

He couldn't beat his daughter!

"Dad, I'm here to treat you."

It seems that Long Haochen really cares about Long Xingyu.

Raising his right hand, Long Haochen cast a light magic treatment on his father.

Seeing this, Long Xingyu felt much more relieved.

Haochen is really his father’s little cotton-padded jacket!

and many more!

Long Xingyu raised his head suddenly and looked at Long Haochen.

This heavy and huge spiritual energy...

Ninth level???

Ninth level!!!

Long Xingyu excitedly grabbed Long Haochen's shoulder and said, "Haochen, what is your current spiritual power value?"

Long Haochen answered honestly: "No more, no less, just 110,000."

"Oh, it's only 110,000."

Long Xingyu recited this sentence to himself, however, the next second, when he realized that the number he said was as high as 100,000, his voice immediately became higher.

"What? You said your spiritual power is already 110,000!!!"

"It was just luck." Long Haochen said modestly.

In Long Haochen's opinion, these numbers are too exaggerated. They are all gifts from others, and not the spiritual power he has actually cultivated.

From now on, he must lay a solid foundation and practice seriously!

If Long Xingyu could hear Long Haochen’s mental activities, he would definitely be defeated.

There are so many opportunities. If you don’t want them, you can give them to me!

"Sister is stronger than me, much stronger than me." Long Haochen drew Long Xingyu's attention to Feng Ling.

Thinking of Feng Ling's strange black armor and powerful external spiritual power, Long Xingyu asked: "Ling'er, how much spiritual power do you have?"

"Not much, not much, only 200,000." Feng Ling looked more humble than Long Haochen.

"Two hundred thousand isn't too much???"

Long Xingyu was shocked again.

There was a click.

It seemed like something was broken.

It turned out that Long Xingyu's heart of Taoism was broken.

From the moment his spiritual power awakened, he studied hard and practiced diligently, and it was not until he was nearly forty that he reached the ninth level. It was not until he was in his forties that he was recognized by the Throne of the God of Doom and Slaughter.

And how old is Feng Ling now?

Less than twenty years old!

Before he was twenty years old, he already possessed the same level of inner spiritual power as him, and an outer spiritual power that was even stronger than his. How could he not be shocked!

"terrible……"

In the end, Long Xingyu only uttered this sigh.

This sentence can fully summarize his current mood and Feng Ling’s terrifying talent.

"It was just a fluke."

Although Feng Ling looked very humble, when Long Xingyu looked at Feng Ling, it was as if he could see the three words "two hundred thousand" on Feng Ling's forehead, which stimulated him so much that the corners of his mouth twitched.

Now, Long Xingyu, who has the weakest strength, has completely fallen to the bottom of the food chain.

But then, Long Xingyu became excited.

This is his daughter!

Long Xingyu patted Feng Ling's shoulder with relief.

Someone with such great talent is his daughter!

Long Xingyu patted Long Haochen's shoulder with relief again.

This person with such great talent is his son!

His life, Long Xingyu, was worth it!

Seeing Long Xingyu's mood changing so quickly, Feng Ling and Long Haochen looked at each other.

The two began to communicate via voice transmission.

"Dad, has his brain been damaged by the stimulation?" Long Haochen asked.

"No way. He is a knight of divine seal. How could his brain be damaged so easily? It is possible that he is mentally abnormal." Feng Ling replied.

Long Xingyu did not hear the conversation between the two, otherwise his fist would have become hard again.

Long Xingyu barely suppressed his excitement: "Ling'er, Haochen, when are we leaving?"

He couldn't wait to go back, and couldn't wait to see his two children inherit the throne of God.

Then, change Feng Ling's name.

"Wait a few years." Feng Ling replied calmly.

"what?"

Long Xingyu was slightly startled and looked a little confused.

Feng Ling continued, "However, Dad, you can choose to go back now, but Haochen and I will not go back with you."

"No, you two must go back with me." Long Xingyu said firmly.

He didn't want Feng Ling and Long Haochen to stay here forever. What if his daughter and son were completely abducted by Feng Xiu?

"I'm sorry, Dad. My sister and I promised grandpa to stay here, so I'm afraid we can't go back with you." Long Haochen shook his head and replied.

"If you want to stay here, it's not impossible, but you can only stay in the Eternal Melody. You can't stay here for long."

This is the Demon Emperor's Palace, Feng Xiu's territory!

If you want to be beaten eight times a day, then just stay here!

Finally, Feng Ling asked, "Dad, so, what is your choice?"

After thinking for a while, Long Xingyu made a decision: "I choose to go back. As the master of the Knights' Temple, Ling'er, I can do a lot for you."

"Ling'er, believe me, the day you come back will be the day you inherit the throne as leader!"

Also, quietly change Feng Ling's name!