On the horizon in the distance of the Shura Sea, a young man in golden armor slowly flew in, this young man in golden armor was tall, with a fiery red cloak on his back, and he was full of spirit!

His cultivation has reached the top of the Great Realm King, and he is close to the half-step Heavenly Venerable.

Originally, this cultivation was nothing at all under such a big scene as the final trial, not to mention the king of the Great Realm among the martial artists present, there was more than one true Tianzun.

However, the appearance of this young man still made some people's pupils shrink slightly, obviously they were extremely jealous of this golden-armored young man.

"Sure enough, it's him......"

Lin Ming said silently, this golden-armored young man, Lin Ming is extremely familiar with him, he is the Holy Son of Creation!

The current cultivation speed of the Holy Son of Creation is faster than Lin Ming, but this is also reasonable, firstly, the Holy Son of Creation is older than Lin Ming, and secondly, the laws cultivated by the Holy Son of Creation are not much simpler than Lin Ming.

In addition, Lin Ming has to be reincarnated and rebuilt, although there is no bottleneck when rebuilding, it is inevitable that too much time will be delayed.

"The Son of Creation, he actually came...... too"

Lin Ming muttered to himself, he actually wanted to find an opportunity to kill the Holy Son of Creation, but now was obviously not the time.

At this moment, Lin Ming's face suddenly changed, and he saw that the sea level under the Holy Son of Creation and Transformation was suddenly storming!

For a while, a violent energy surged, monstrous waves swept the heavens and the earth, and a dark red orb creature rose from the sea, like a round of blood sun!

Around this round of blood sun, the sea water of the Shura Sea boiled directly, and a large amount of evaporated water vapor rose up, forming clouds in the sky.

With this terrifying momentum emanating from it, the divine beasts that flew to the Shura Sea before were all a little afraid. They cowered and retreated, as if they were full of fear of the bloody sun in the sea.

"It's ......"

Many of the martial artists of the Shura Road were stunned for a while, most of them had never felt such a terrifying aura.

And among these people, Lin Ming, who was originally silent. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he wanted to tear the space and escape almost instantly.

No one knew better than him that dark red blood ball, it was- Abyss Demon, Wild!

"How is that possible?"

Lin Ming was extremely surprised, how could the desolation appear here? Could it be that the Creation Saint Emperor was also here?

Lin Ming held his breath, if he really faced the Creation Saint Emperor, his rebirth technique would be extremely challenging!

After all, Lin Ming had once confronted the Creation Saint Emperor head-on. He didn't expect that after his reincarnation, he would definitely be able to hide the perception of the Creation Holy Emperor.

"Hmm, that's not right!"

Suddenly, Lin Ming's heart moved, he stared at the blood-red ball that had already surfaced most of the sea on the horizon, judging from the arc alone, the volume of this blood-colored ball was much smaller than the one Lin Ming had seen before.

The body of the barren is thousands of miles in diameter and as big as the stars.

And the blood-red ball in front of me. It's only a few hundred miles in diameter, which is a big deal.

And. The aura of this blood-colored orb, although similar to the wilderness, is actually much weaker, and it is obvious that it is not really the wilderness.

And the Creation Saint Emperor is not on this blood-colored orb. It seems that it is the Son of Creation who actually controls it.

"This smaller blood-colored orb, could it be...... Descendants of the wilderness, right?"

This thought suddenly crossed Lin Ming's mind, and his heart was cold, a desolation was already extremely terrifying, if it could still produce offspring. That's unimaginable.

The attribute of desolation is devouring, and if it goes on like this, maybe the entire universe will be devoured by desolation!

"What the hell is that thing?"

On the sea of Shura, someone asked with a trembling heart.

Many of them had seen such terrifying creatures for the first time.

Originally, in their opinion, the divine beast was already the supreme of all the fierce beasts in this universe, although it was said that there were one or two super fierce beasts in the depths of the Shura Sea that could be comparable to the true gods, but the legend was just a legend, and no one had ever seen it.

And in front of him, this terrible thing can make the divine beasts fearful, could it be a terrifying existence of the true god level?

"It's a wilderness!"

On a luxurious viewing platform, Grandma Jin Feng said slowly, her eyes flashing with strange light.

Lin Ming listened attentively, for so many years, he had been away from the Divine Domain for a long time, and he didn't know what the situation of the Holy Clan was, and what the strength of the Creation Saint Emperor had reached.

"Is that the legendary clone of the Creation Saint Emperor?"

A small number of warriors on the Shura Road have also heard about the Holy Emperor of Creation, the destruction of the Divine Domain and the defeat of the human race, which was originally a major event that shook for thirty-three days.

Coupled with the fact that so many Holy Clan warriors have come to Shura Road recently, many people have a clear idea of what the leader of the Holy Clan, the Creation Holy Emperor, is, and also know that his clone - the desolation from the dark abyss.

"That's it! But to be precise, this is a desolate doppelganger in front of me. The wilderness has devoured too many things over the past thousands of years, including a large number of resources, life essence, soul essence, and it has begun to give birth to clones, so that it will devour faster and grow faster......"

Grandma Jin Feng said lightly.

Lin Ming's face sank when he heard this, and he devoured a lot of things!?resources?life essence?soul essence?

These things can only come from the Divine Domain!

It is even possible that when the Holy Emperor of Creation descended on the catastrophe and the Sighing Divine Wall began to weaken, he set off this great war that swept the Divine Domain and the primeval clans, just to provide bait for the wilderness.

The Holy Race, there are not so many things to feed the wilderness, and it is impossible for the Creation Saint Emperor to use his own race, so the Creation Saint Emperor can only invade other universes.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

In this catastrophe, the Divine Domain doesn't know how many people died in battle, and I don't know how many sect inheritances were wiped out.

Many people were devoured and became part of the wilderness, and their souls were absorbed, and they could not die any more miserable.

It is even possible that those surviving compatriots of the human race will also be raised by the Holy Race, and then used to feed the famine.

Under the iron heel of the Holy Race, the Terran will be completely reduced to the fate of being a domestic animal.

Thinking of this, Lin Ming's gaze suddenly became cold, and he looked at the Creation Saint Son who was slowly flying in the distance, and the killing machine was hidden.

At this time, the Holy Son of Creation was standing on the back of the wilderness, with a faint smile on his face.

In the battle with Lin Ming at the pinnacle back then, the Holy Son of Creation was defeated, and he suffered the biggest setback in his life.

But later, the Holy Clan invaded the Divine Domain, and the Holy Son of Creation led the army to attack the Three Thousand Realms of the Divine Domain, and in the Three Thousand Realms where most of the Heavenly Venerables were either killed in battle or fled, the Holy Son of Creation was invincible.

His cultivation, at most, will take another two thousand years to break through the Heavenly Venerable.

Moreover, the Holy Emperor of Creation also asked him to preside over a desolate clone!

As long as this doppelganger is cultivated and fused with his own strength, the strength of the Holy Son of Creation will be raised to an unimaginable realm.

At that time, who else in this universe will be able to stop him, except for the very few people?

In this case, the idea of the Holy Son of Creation is extremely accessible, this time he was appointed to preside over the trial of the young disciples of the Creation Holy Palace, and he also made a high-profile appearance, bringing a desolate clone to shock the audience!

The Holy Son of Creation is very satisfied with this effect, and in his concept, when he already has absolutely strong strength, he must show his strength, make people awe-inspired, and surrender!

The current Holy Clan already has such capital.

The high-spirited Holy Son of Creation didn't notice at all that on a certain viewing platform, there was a young man in black who was silently watching him.

Although the eyes of this black-clothed young man contained a terrifying murderous intent, it was surprising and would not be felt by anyone.

Because his soul power realm has far surpassed everyone present, no one can find him.

"Let's get started...... Today is the home field of our clan, and our clan will be the only protagonist of this final trial!"

The Son of Creation laughed.

Many of the local forces of the Shura Road saw that the Holy Son of Creation was so arrogant, and they wanted to refute it, but they had no confidence.

Their power is indeed not comparable to the Creation Sacred Palace.

At this time, at the feet of the Holy Son of Creation, the barren flesh and blood slowly cracked, like a pomegranate that had been peeled open, revealing one of the group of saint clan heroes!

These Holy Clan Junjie are the disciples sent by the Holy Clan's Creation Sacred Palace to participate in the final trial.

As for the Holy Son of Creation himself, he will no longer participate in the final trial, this time, he is only the presiding officer.

...... (To be continued......)