The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-two chapters open the final trial
"Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the juniors back then are now able to stand alone..."
An elder on the inner Shura path looked at the Holy Son of Creation and said with emotion, for the heroes of various races whose life spans can easily be tens of millions of years, thousands of years are indeed a blink of an eye.om
However, for geniuses like the Holy Son of Creation, thousands of years are enough for them to grow to a terrifying state.
The Holy Son of Creation and his team got off Huang's body. The Holy Son of Creation waved his hand, and a luxurious sea-viewing platform appeared out of thin air, which could accommodate all the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation.
Looking at these outstanding figures in the Holy Palace of Creation, people have to admit that the Holy Palace of Creation is indeed terrifying. Originally, the Holy Palace of Creation had extraordinary foundations. Now that the Saints have defeated the human race and plundered a large amount of resources, I am afraid that the Holy Palace of Creation has already faded away.
Has it become the number one sect in the Thirty-three Heavens?
Many Shura warriors looked at the Holy Palace of Creation with a hint of fear.
But at this time, the storm started again.
The clouds in the sky parted, and a huge green lotus descended from the sky.
On top of the lotus, stood a woman of extraordinary temperament.
This woman was wearing a long aqua dress, which perfectly highlighted her elegant figure. However, her appearance was not that outstanding. Among the countless stunning female warriors, she was considered special.
She has slender eyes and a slightly pale appearance. She feels like the green lotus at her feet, containing an elusive flavor.
However, when Lin Ming saw this woman, he was shocked. He noticed that there were three beautiful feathers stuck in the woman's bun. These three feathers seemed to be her hairpins, but they fell on Lin Ming's head.
In Ming's eyes, there was an unusual meaning.
This feather gave him a very familiar, perhaps unforgettable feeling.
That is - God King Piaoyu!
Back then, it was the God King Piao Yu who was chasing Lin Ming. Lin Ming had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. In the end, he was forced to flee to the Shura path, and was robbed by Shengmei again.
"Fairy Qinglian, the direct disciple of God King Piaoyu, and also the first disciple!"
"Fairy Qinglian and the Holy Son of Creation are here. Two of the four heroes of the Holy Clan are here at once this time!"
"The Saints are so popular. One after another outstanding people emerge, and no other race can compare with them... This trial has also become their stage. Piaoyu Mountain and the Holy Palace of Creation,
I’m afraid I’ve included all the benefits in this trial. Compared to the Saint Clan, the Soul Clan is too quiet..."
People were talking a lot, but Lin Ming noticed a word - "The Four Heroes of the Holy Clan".
"Who are the Four Heroes of the Holy Clan?"
Lin Ming asked in a low voice.
"Oh? You don't know? The Four Heroes of the Saint Clan are the four most outstanding true disciples of the Saint Clan. They are the Son of Creation, the direct disciple of the Holy Emperor of Creation, Fairy Qinglian, the direct disciple of the Piaoyu God King, and the God King of Tiangang.
Two direct disciples—Ao Ri and Xie Yue!"
"Are there so many outstanding people in the Saint Clan?" Lin Ming asked again. He couldn't help but take another look at Fairy Qinglian. Her cultivation level was half-step Heavenly Venerable, which was higher than that of the Holy Son of Creation.
This mysterious woman made Lin Ming secretly pay attention.
The person who spoke before said again: "Actually, the most terrifying among the four heroes are the Holy Son of Creation and the Qinglian Fairy. As for Ao Ri and Xie Yue, they are just used to barely tie with them. Ao Ri and Xie Yue are both Heavenly Lords.
In terms of cultivation, they rely on their superiority in cultivation to rank among the Four Elites of the Holy Clan. In fact, their strength may be a little stronger than the Holy Son of Creation and Fairy Qinglian."
"In the war between the human race and the saint race thousands of years ago, the four heroes of the saint race all had great military exploits, especially Ao Ri and Xie Yue, who destroyed many human clan sects and even killed the human heavenly being!
These two people had already grown up at that time, but the growth of Holy Son of Creation and Qinglian Fairy happened in the last thousand years."
The man kept talking. After Lin Ming listened, he remained calm. He just secretly wrote down the names of Ao Ri and Xie Yue.
He took a deep breath and asked again: "Has the human race been destroyed? I have been living in seclusion on Shura Road for many years. Before I went back to seclusion, I also heard about the situation of the human race. It seems that there are also top masters in their clan, but have they all died in the battle?"
"Haha! I don't know about that either." The man shook his head, "I heard that the human race found a way to break through the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sigh God's Wall and temporarily escaped, but it seems that they are still being hunted by the saints. Who knows?
, it will be destroyed sooner or later. There seemed to be a peerless genius in the human race in the past, named Lin Ming. Isn’t he still dead? This also proves that the human race has run out of luck and cannot keep its own genius. What future does it have?"
"Oh? I've also heard about Lin Ming. Is he really dead?" Lin Ming's heart moved. This news is also very important to him. If the saints really think so, he will be much safer.
"It's absolutely true!" The man saw that Lin Ming was a little suspicious of him, and said with some dissatisfaction, "I heard that the True God of the Holy Clan personally took action in order to cut off future troubles. Do you think the True God would take action? Is there any chance of survival? Someone had heard that Lin Ming was alive before.
If he doesn’t die, he will surely grow enough to threaten the Holy Emperor of Creation in the near future. In my opinion, it’s all bullshit. There are no ifs in history! If you die, you are dead, and you will be nothing!”
"Thank you." Lin Ming said lightly. He already understood part of the information he wanted, but he was still worried about the escape of the human elite.
At this time, suddenly, violent wind and waves arose in the Shura Sea, and a vast and vast aura descended out of thin air.
Turbulent energy flows everywhere, and the turbid waves surge into the sky! Thick black clouds gather in the sky, like splashing ink. Faintly, it seems that a blue dragon is seen shuttling between the clouds. Of course, this is not a real dragon, but a terrifying energy flow, which gathers into a
of natural spiritual things.
The rolling thunder then landed, and the terrifying thunder seemed to burst through the sky!
Lin Ming knew that the final trial was finally about to begin.
"Hahahaha!" The Holy Son of Creation laughed, and he suddenly looked at Fairy Qinglian, "Qinglian, I thought that the people I brought today would take care of this experience, but I didn't expect that you Piaoyu Shenshan
Come and join in the fun, so let’s compete!”
The strength of various branches of the Saint Clan is also in a relationship with each other. The three major Saint Clan God-Kings are originally at odds with each other, and this is especially true for their direct disciples, the Four Elites of the Saint Clan.
"Fight and fight!"
Fairy Qinglian said lightly, as if she didn't care.
Behind her, stood four young disciples, three men and one woman. Without exception, they all had feather marks on their heads.
At this time, a huge crack appeared in the void, and endless thunder flickered in the dark abyss.
The cracks expanded rapidly, swallowing up the heaven, earth and ocean. Countless runes of the avenue, carrying the vast power of chaos, spurted out.
Such a terrifying power makes one feel that all the energy, blood and soul in the whole body are being pulled away, making it difficult to approach the space-time rift. However, a dozen brave young heroes with masters of arts, before the space-time rift was fully opened, their bodies
With a flash of form, he rushed towards the entrance!
Their figures flickered, like vigorous swimming dragons, shuttled among the thunder!
Most of these dozen people come from Piaoyu Holy Mountain and Creation Holy Palace.
In the violent thunder, they moved freely. One of the fat men even stopped in the storm. He looked at the four disciples of Piaoyu Mountain, a smile appeared on the corner of his fat mouth, and then, his figure disappeared in a flash.
, plunged directly into the terrible storm.
"Already in!"
Many people look at the mysterious and unknown world behind the huge space crack, but are unable to step forward.
It wasn't until the thunder here gradually disappeared that many warriors flew towards the entrance of the final trial in twos and threes and fell into the black cracks.
Lin Ming also followed the crowd and blended into the cracks inconspicuously. From the beginning to the end, no one noticed Lin Ming.
…
When all qualified young heroes entered the final trial, the Holy Son of Creation slowly flew back.
Behind him, Huang's clone slowly emerged from the sea, stretched out its thick blood dragon tentacles, and wrapped the Holy Son of Creation.
Next, Huang's flesh and blood split open, and the entire body of the Holy Son of Creation sank into Huang's body.
When the Holy Son of Creation entered Huang's body, Huang fell silent to the depths of the ocean, and all information was cut off.
The Holy Son of Creation wore a red cloak, stepped on the passage formed by Huang's flesh and blood, and slowly walked to the core of Huang. Here, there was a room made of flesh and blood.
This room is very spacious, and the display is extremely elegant. It has a soft red feather carpet, an ancient wooden bed, a tent and quilt woven from divine silk. Beside the bed, there is also fine wine brewed from natural materials and earthly treasures.
It's just that this room is always filled with the smell of blood, and the ground is slowly squirming, which makes people very uncomfortable.
The Holy Son of Creation took out a formation jade slip in the room and crushed it directly. For a moment, the light of the formation escaped and a blurry face was formed in mid-air.
This face contains an indescribable pressure that makes it difficult for people to look directly at it.
It is the Holy Emperor of Creation!
When the face of the Holy Emperor of Creation appeared, the originally cynical Holy Son of Creation also became respectful. He first bowed and then stood with his hands down.
"Is there an accident?" The Holy Emperor of Creation's voice was as cold as metal, without any emotion.
"Back to Your Majesty, everything goes well. The trial has begun, and the people from Piaoyu Mountain have also appeared. Apart from them, there are no other worthy opponents. I will definitely complete the mission you gave me!"
"Hmm..." The Holy Emperor of Creation muttered, "That woman Piao Yu probably doesn't know yet. The results of this trial are secondary. The thing... must be found."
"clear!"
The Holy Son of Creation replied solemnly, and at this time, the light of the jade slip formation had been shattered, and the image of the Holy Emperor of Creation disappeared.
After the light completely dissipated, the Holy Son of Creation took a deep breath and smiled. Not only did he want to complete this mission, he also wanted to make the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation shine and take all the benefits! (To be continued, please search
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