"Hmph, the inner disciple assessment, the Xuanming Holy Son will personally take charge, you just wait to regret it" The young man in white looked at Lin Fan's back, and a cold color flashed in his eyes.

Subsequently, he stopped paying attention to Lin Fan and continued to assess the disciples below.

"Four Thousand One Hundred"

"Four thousand two hundred"

“....”

"Four thousand five hundred"

There are not many people who assess the inner disciples, and there are only a few hundred people who stand out from the hundreds of thousands of races, all of them are divine generals, and there are several divine monarchs.

At this moment, Lin Fan rose to the challenge from behind, and soon surpassed a group of people one after another, and these people who were surpassed were all dumbfounded.

They were so tired that they were going to die, but Lin Fan actually walked around and directly surpassed them, and they were jealous to death.

"It must be a god-king, definitely a god-king"

"You have to know that the inner disciple assessment, but it is personally controlled by the Holy Son of Xuanming, I don't believe that this person is a god."

These people thought with indignation in their hearts.

", who is that person, to go against the sky, it doesn't feel like it's an assessment, but it's like he's here to travel."

"Made, I bet this person is definitely beyond the God King, maybe it is not necessarily the God King"

Many people noticed Lin Fan and said indignantly.

At the 6,666th staircase sat a very melancholy young man, holding a finely made flask, taking a sip from time to time.

Xuan Ming has not recovered since he was bloodied by the bloodletting madman in the Moon God Temple last time, and he sent a God Emperor from his holy land.

Then, the whole person became melancholy.

"Phlebotomaniac, don't let me catch you"

Gollum!

Xuan Ming poured a sip of wine, his handsome face flushed slightly, and phantoms appeared in his eyes.

"Hey, who is this person, you're about to approach me" Xuan Ming wiped his eyes, saw a figure quickly go up, and said with a wine burp.

"However, how does this person look a little familiar," Xuan Ming said with a little confusion.

Because he drank a pot of wine, the whole person became drunk, his eyes became unclear, and he was an illusion when he saw people, and he always felt that the figure that appeared in his pupils was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

", this person is going to get close to the Holy Son of Xuanming"

"Will this person directly become an inner disciple?"

Below, countless people looked at Lin Fan, getting closer and closer to the Xuanming Holy Son, they were all stupid, and the people who were assessing also stopped and looked at Lin Fan.

Even the white-clothed assessment young man who was dissatisfied with Lin Fan also stopped, his mouth slightly open, with a look of shock.

"How is it possible, Xuan Ming Holy Son is a martial artist at the peak of the Divine Monarch, his Divine Monarch is at the peak of the coercion, how can a god be able to withstand it."

This white-clothed assessment young man was already stunned in place, but he clearly felt the power of the Xuanming Holy Son, the kind of coercion that was close to the God King, standing in front of him, he felt that his divine power was blocked, and he couldn't raise the slightest confrontation in his heart.

But now, a martial artist who had only revealed the primary realm of the Divine Monarch had actually withstood the pressure of the Divine Monarch's peak and slowly approached the Xuanming Holy Son.

His heart shook, and the only dissatisfaction he had disappeared was gone, no wonder the other party directly ignored him, indicating that the other party's strength was above him.

"Hey, this guy is a little familiar."

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was about to approach the Xuanming Holy Son, was also a little stupid, looking at the young man who was flushed with alcohol with a melancholy expression.

"Xuanming Holy Son, how can this be this" Lin Fan's heart trembled.

I put four or five hundred catties of Xuanwu blood in this cargo, and he recognized it, how could he let himself go.

Lin Fan came to the assessment, but he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Xuanming would act as an assessor, and with his distinguished status, he didn't need to assess it in person at all.

Lin Fan originally wanted to join the Xuantian Holy Land unknowingly, and then obtain the Shattered Heaven Fist, and then leave unknowingly.

Looks like it's in trouble now.

However, they had already come here, Lin Fan did not choose to give up, and continued to walk forward, and soon, Lin Fan came to the front of the Xuantian Holy Son.

"Brother, Hiccup, that's good, you can resist my coercion, Hiccup, join the Xuantian Holy Land, work hard, Hiccup" Xuantian Holy Son said with a blushing face, while burping.

The other party can resist his own coercion and come to himself, which means that the other party is very talented and worthy of his own friendship.

"Uh...."Lin Fan touched his nose, it seemed that this thing didn't recognize him.

Lin Fan wanted to laugh when he saw this thing's drunken expression.

Lin Fan turned his face sideways, lowered his head slightly, and said flatteredly: "Holy Son, you Liao praised."

Lin Fan lowered his head, and the Xuanming Holy Son was drunk again, so it was estimated that the possibility of recognizing himself was very small.

"Don't be so polite," Xuan Ming Son said, his eyes a little dilated.

Lin Fan crossed the Xuansheng Saint and prepared to continue the assessment.

But the Holy Son of Xuanming grabbed him: "Brother, you still have to continue the assessment, Hiccup, with your strength, it's very good to come to me, mix in the Xuantian Holy Land for a few years, Hiccup, you can worship the elder as a teacher, there is no need to continue the assessment, you can't resist the coercion of the God King, just stop here, Hiccup."

Xuanming Holy Son hugged Lin Fan and said with a mysterious grin: "Brother, Hiccup, I don't know why, Hiccup, at first glance, you are very much to my liking, join our sect, be my little brother, Hiccup, I will cover you."

Xuanming Holy Son's head leaned over, and a large string of wine gas came out, all of which drilled into Lin Fan's nostrils.

"This kid is developed, and he has received the grace of the Holy Son"

Below, a group of people saw Xuan Ming and Lin Fan hooking shoulders affectionately, and said with jealousy.

If Lin Fan knew what they were thinking, he would definitely spurt out old blood, favor your sister, and Lao Tzu will not be a base.

"Okay, the Holy Son told me not to stop, I'll stop," Lin Fan hurriedly said.

At the same time, I was shocked, I originally wanted to join the Xuantian Holy Land in a low-key manner, but if I passed the God King coercive assessment, it would be difficult to be low-key.

You might as well stop here.

When the Holy Son of Xuanming heard Lin Fan say this, he said with a mouth full of wine: "Very good, you are very obedient, you will be my little brother in the future."

"Obedient to your sister," Lin Fan rolled his eyes.

"Hey, little brother, hiccup, why is your voice a little familiar" Xuanming Holy Son said suspiciously, then wiped his eyes, saw Lin Fan always turned his face sideways, and said: "Little brother, why do you look a little familiar, turn around."

However, Lin Fan did not turn around.

Xuanming Holy Son wiped his eyes again, then fixed his eyes on this familiar face, and then jumped away three hundred meters, and at the same time, the grogginess in his head disappeared and he woke up.

Then, with a voice of grief and resentment, he said loudly: 'Bloodletting Maniac, you dare to come to my Xuantian Holy Land'.

(End of chapter)