"Thousands of years in the blink of an eye, the juniors of the year can now be on their own......"

An elder of the Inner Shura Road looked at the Holy Son of Creation and said with emotion, for the male lords of all races who have a lifespan of tens of millions of years, thousands of years is indeed a fleeting moment.

However, for a genius like the Son of Creation, thousands of years were enough for them to grow to a terrifying realm.

The Holy Son of Creation and his entourage got down from the barren body, and with a wave of his hand, a luxurious viewing platform appeared out of thin air, just accommodating all the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation.

Looking at these heroes of the Creation Sacred Palace, people have to admit that the Creation Sacred Palace is indeed terrifying, the original Creation Sacred Palace is extraordinary, and now the Holy Clan has defeated the Human Race and plundered a lot of resources, I am afraid that the Creation Sacred Palace has faintly become the first sect in the Thirty-three Days, right?

Many Shura Road martial artists looked at the Creation Sacred Palace with a little more jealousy.

And at this time, the storm rose again.

The clouds in the sky were separated, and a huge green lotus descended from the sky.

On top of the lotus, there stood a woman with a dusty temperament.

This woman is wearing a long aqua green dress, which perfectly sets off her outstanding figure, but her appearance is not very outstanding, and among the countless female warriors, she is special.

She has slender eyes and a slightly pale appearance, and she gives people the feeling that she is like a green lotus under her feet, containing an elusive taste.

However, when Lin Ming saw this woman, he was shocked, and he noticed that there were three beautiful feathers in the woman's bun, these three feathers. It seems to be her hairpin, but in Lin Ming's eyes, it has an unusual meaning.

This feather gave him a very familiar, it should be said unforgettable feeling.

That's it-the Floating Feather God King!

Back then, it was the Floating Feather God King who chased and killed Lin Ming. Let Lin Ming have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground, and finally was forced to escape into Shura Road, but was robbed by Shengmei again.

"Qinglian Fairy, the personal disciple of the Floating Feather God King, is also the first disciple!"

"Qinglian Fairy, the Holy Son of Creation has all arrived, the four masters of the Holy Clan, this time there are two at once!"

"The Holy Clan is in the limelight. One person after another is illustrious, and there is no race that can compare with them...... This trial has also become their stage, the Floating Feather Divine Mountain and the Creation Sacred Palace, I'm afraid all the benefits in this trial have been covered, compared to the Holy Clan, the Soul Clan is too silent......"

People were talking about it, but Lin Ming noticed a word - "Four Masters of the Holy Clan".

"Who are the Four Masters of the Holy Clan?"

Lin Ming asked in a low voice.

"Oh, you don't know, the four masters of the Holy Clan are the four most outstanding True God disciples of the Holy Clan. They are the Divine Son of Creation, the personal disciple of the Holy Emperor of Creation, and the Blue Lotus Fairy, the personal disciple of the Floating Feather God King. The two great personal disciples of the Tiangang God King - Proud Sun and Evil Moon!"

"Are there so many outstanding people in the Holy Clan?" Lin Ming asked again, he couldn't help but glance at the Blue Lotus Fairy more, the other party's cultivation was a half-step Heavenly Venerable, which was higher than the Creation Saint Son.

This mysterious woman made Lin Ming secretly pay attention.

The person who spoke before said: "Actually, the most terrifying of the four heroes are the Creation Holy Son and the Blue Lotus Fairy. As for the Proud Sun and the Evil Moon, they are just barely on a par with them, the Proud Sun and the Evil Moon are both cultivated by Tianzun, and they rely on cultivation to take advantage. In fact, their strength may be a little stronger than that of the Creation Saint Son and the Blue Lotus Fairy. ”

"In the great war between the Terran and the Holy Race thousands of years ago, the four heroes of the Holy Race were all outstanding in battle, especially the Proud Sun and the Evil Moon, who destroyed many Terran sects, and also killed the Terran Tianzun! These two people had already grown up at that time, and it was a matter of the last thousand years for the Holy Son of Creation and the Qinglian Fairy to grow up. ”

The man talked endlessly, and after Lin Ming heard it, he didn't move, he just secretly wrote down the names of Ao Ri and Evil Moon.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Has the Terran perished?" I have been in seclusion on the Shura Road for many years, and before I retreated, I had also heard about the situation of the Terrans, and it seems that there are also top masters in their clan, and they have all died in battle?"

"Haha! I don't know. The man shook his head, "I heard that the Terrans found a way to break through the Thirty-Three Days of Sighing Divine Wall and escaped for the time being, but it seems that they are still being hunted down by the Holy Clan, who knows, it will happen sooner or later, before the Terrans seemed to have a peerless genius named Lin Ming, didn't he still die? This also proves that the luck of the Terrans has been exhausted, and their geniuses can't be saved, what future is there?"

"Oh, Lin Ming, I've heard of it too, is he really dead?" Lin Ming's heart moved, this news was also very important to him, if the Holy Clan really thought so, he would be much safer.

"It's true!" The man saw that Lin Ming was a little suspicious of him, and said with some dissatisfaction, "I heard that it was the true god of the Holy Clan who personally took action in order to cut off future troubles, do you want the true god to make a move, and there is still life? It was rumored that if Lin Ming did not die, he would definitely be able to grow to the point of threatening the Holy Emperor of Creation in the near future, in my opinion, it is all bullshit, there is no if in history! If you die, you are dead, and it is nothing!"

"Thank you. Lin Ming said lightly, he had already understood some of the information he wanted, but he was still worried about the escape of the Terran elite.

And at this time, suddenly, the Shura Sea set off a violent wind and waves, and a vast and reckless aura descended out of thin air.

The clouds of black and oppressive clouds gathered in the sky, like splashing ink, faintly, it seemed that there was a dragon shuttling between the clouds, this was naturally not a real dragon, but a terrifying flow of energy, converging into a natural spiritual object.

The rolling thunder then fell, and the terrible thunder seemed to be about to break through the blue sky!

Lin Ming knew that the final trial was finally about to begin.

"Hahahaha!" The Holy Son of Creation laughed, he suddenly looked at the Qinglian Fairy, "Qinglian, I thought that the people I brought today would take this experience into account, but I didn't expect that you Piaoyu Divine Mountain would also come to join in the fun, then let's compete!"

The strength of the various departments of the Holy Clan is also a competitive relationship with each other, and the three Great Holy Clan God Kings are originally at odds with each other, and their personal disciples, the Four Masters of the Holy Clan, are even more so.

"Fight and fight!"

The Qinglian Fairy said lightly, as if she didn't care.

Behind her, stood four young disciples, three men and one woman, all of them without exception, with the mark of a feather on their heads.

At this time, a huge crack appeared in the void, and in the pitch-black abyss, there were endless thunderbolts flickering.

The crack rapidly expanded, encroaching on the heavens, the earth and the ocean, and countless avenue runes, carrying the power of vast chaos, erupted from the sky.

Such a terrifying power makes people feel that the qi and blood of the whole body, and the soul are all pulled, and it is difficult to get close to the space-time rift, but more than a dozen young and bold young heroes who are masters of art have flashed before the space-time crack is fully opened, and they rushed directly towards the entrance!

Their figures flickered, like vigorous swimming dragons, shuttling among the thunder!

Most of these dozen or so people are from the Floating Feather Divine Mountain and the Creation Sacred Palace.

In the fierce thunder, they moved freely, one of the fat men, even stopped in the storm, he looked at the four disciples of the Floating Feather Divine Mountain, the corners of his fat mouth pulled a smile, and then, his figure flashed away, directly into the terrible storm.

"It's already in!"

Many people looked at the mysterious and unknown world behind the huge spatial rift, but they couldn't step forward.

It wasn't until the thunder here gradually faded away that many martial artists flew towards the entrance of the final trial in twos and threes, submerging into the black cracks.

And Lin Ming also followed the crowd, inconspicuously, mixed into the cracks, and from beginning to end, no one noticed Lin Ming.

......

When all the qualified young heroes entered the final trial, the Holy Son of Creation slowly flew back.

Behind him, the desolate clone slowly emerged from the sea, stretching out its thick blood dragon tentacles, enveloping the Holy Son of Creation.

Next, the flesh and blood of the desolate were torn apart, and the entire person of the Holy Son of Creation sank into the desolate body.

When the Holy Son of Creation entered the desolate body, the desolate fell silent to the depths of the ocean, and all the information was cut off.

Wearing a red cloak, the Holy Son of Creation stepped on the passage formed by the flesh and blood of the wilderness, and slowly walked to the core of the wilderness, where there was a room formed by flesh and blood.

This room is very spacious, and the display is very elegant, with a soft red feather carpet, an ancient wooden bed, a tent and quilt woven from silk, and on one side of the bed, there is a fine wine made from heaven and earth.

It's just that this room is always filled with a smell of blood, and the ground is slowly squirming, which makes people very uncomfortable.

In the middle of the room, the Holy Son of Creation took out a formation jade slip and directly crushed it, and for a while, the light of the formation escaped, and a vague face was formed in mid-air.

This face contains an indescribable coercion, which makes it difficult to look at directly.

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 Creation Saint Emperor's voice was as cold as metal, without the slightest emotion.

"Back to the Emperor Ancestor Majesty, a qiēshun lì, the trial has begun, and the people of the Piaoyu Divine Mountain have also appeared, except for them, there are no worthy opponents, and the child will definitely complete the task you handed over!"

"Hmm......" the Creation Saint Emperor groaned, "That woman in Piaoyu shouldn't know yet, the results of this trial are secondary, something...... Be sure to find it. ”

"Understood!"

The Holy Son of Creation replied solemnly, and at this time, the light of the Jade Slip Formation had been shattered, and the phantom of the head of the Holy Emperor of Creation had disappeared.

After the light completely dissipated, the Holy Son of Creation took a deep breath and smiled, he not only wanted to complete this mission, but also let the disciples of the Holy Palace of Creation shine and take all the benefits......!