Chapter 1962 The Final Trial Begins
The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-two chapters open the final trial
"Thousands of years in the blink of an eye, the juniors of the past can now be on their own..."
An elder from the Inner Asura Road looked at the Holy Son of Fortune and said with emotion, for the heroes of all ethnic groups with lifespans of tens of millions of years, thousands of years are indeed a fleeting moment.
However, for geniuses like the Son of Good Fortune, thousands of years are enough for them to grow to a terrifying realm.
The Holy Son of Fortune and his group got down from Huang's body, and the Holy Son of Fortune waved his hand, and a luxurious view of the sea appeared out of thin air, which just accommodated all the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace.
Looking at these outstanding people in the Holy Fortune Palace, people have to admit that the Holy Fortune Palace is really scary. Originally, the Holy Fortune Palace had extraordinary heritage. Now the Holy Race has defeated the Human Race and plundered a lot of resources. I am afraid that the Holy Fortune Palace has already fainted. Become the first sect of the thirty-three days, right?
Many Asura Road warriors looked at the Holy Palace of Fortune with a little more fear.
And at this moment, the situation resurfaced.
The clouds in the sky were separated, and a huge green lotus descended from the sky.
On top of the lotus flower, stood a woman with a temperamental temperament.
This woman, wearing a long aqua-green dress, perfectly set off her Zhuoyue figure, but her appearance is not so outstanding. Among the countless female warriors, she is special.
She has slender eyes and a slightly pale face. She feels like the green lotus under her feet, which contains an elusive smell.
However, when Lin Ming saw this woman, he was shocked. He noticed that on the woman's hair were three beautiful feathers. These three feathers seemed to be her hairpin, but they fell on Lin's hair. In Ming's eyes, there is an unusual meaning.
This feather gave him a very familiar feeling, it should be said to be unforgettable.
That is - the Floating Feather God King!
Back then, it was God King Flying Feather who chased and killed Lin Ming, leaving Lin Ming with no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth. In the end, he was forced to escape into the Shura Road, and was robbed by Sheng Mei.
"Fairy Qinglian, the direct disciple of God King Piaoyu, is also the first disciple!"
"Fairy Qinglian, the saints of good fortune are here, and the four heroes of the saints have arrived at once this time!"
"The holy clan is too popular, one after another is outstanding, and there is no other race that can compare with them... This trial has also become their stage, the Piaoyu Sacred Mountain and the Holy Fortune Palace, I am afraid that all the benefits of this trial have been included, compared to the holy clan, the soul clan is too quiet..."
People were talking about it, but Lin Ming noticed a word - "Four Heroes of the Holy Clan".
"Who are the four saints?"
Lin Ming asked in a low voice.
"Oh? Don't you know? The Four Heroes of the Holy Clan are the four most outstanding disciples of the True God of the Holy Clan. They are the Holy Son of Fortune, the direct disciple of the Holy Emperor Fortune, Fairy Qinglian, the direct disciple of the God King Flying Feather, and the God King Tiangang. Two great direct disciples - Ao Ri and Xie Yue!"
"Are there so many outstanding people in the holy clan?" Lin Ming asked again. He couldn't help but glance at Fairy Qinglian. The other party's cultivation was a half-step Celestial Venerable, which was higher than that of the Holy Son of Fortune.
There was no such mysterious woman, so Lin Ming secretly paid attention.
The person who spoke before said again: "Actually, the most terrifying among the Four Heroes are the Son of Fortune and Fairy Qinglian,
As for Aori and Xieyue, they were only used to rank with them. Aori and Xieyue were both cultivated by Heavenly Venerates. They were ranked among the Four Heroes of the Holy Clan by virtue of their superiority in cultivation. In fact, their strength Maybe a little stronger than the Son of Fortune 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 made great achievements, especially Ao Ri and Xie Yue, who destroyed many human race sects, and also killed the human race Heavenly Venerate! These two people had already grown up at that time, but the growth of Holy Son of Fortune and Fairy Qinglian has only happened in the last thousand years."
The man was talking incessantly. After Lin Ming listened to it, he remained calm. He just secretly memorized the names of Ao Ri and Xie Yue.
He took a deep breath and asked again, "Is the human race perished? I have been in seclusion on the Asura Road for many years. Before I went into seclusion, I also heard about the situation of the human race. It seems that there are top experts in their clan. Did they all die in battle?"
"Haha! I don't know that either." The man shook his head, "I heard that the human race found a way to penetrate the wall of God of Sighing for the Thirty-Three Days and escaped temporarily, but it seems that they are still being hunted by the holy race, who knows? , Sooner or later, the human race seems to have a peerless genius named Lin Ming, isn't he still dead?
"Oh? I've also heard about Lin Ming. Is he really dead?" Lin Ming's heart moved. This news was also very important to him. If the saints really thought so, he would be much safer.
"It's absolutely true!" The man saw Lin Ming a little suspicious of him, and said with some dissatisfaction, "I heard that the true god of the holy race personally took action in order to cut off future troubles, do you think the true god will take action, and there is still life? There were rumors about Lin Ming before. If he doesn't die, he will grow to a point in the near future that threatens the creation of the Holy Emperor. In my opinion, it's all bullshit. History has no ifs! To die is to die, and nothing more!"
"Thank you." Lin Ming said lightly. He had already understood some of the information he wanted. It was only about the escape of the elites of the human race. He was still worried.
At this time, suddenly, the Asura Sea set off a violent storm, and a vast and reckless aura descended out of thin air.
The energy is turbulent everywhere, and the turbid waves are overwhelming! Dark clouds gathered in the sky, like splashing ink, faintly, it seemed to see a blue dragon shuttle between the clouds, this is naturally not a real dragon, but a terrifying energy flow, a natural spirit that converges.
Rolling thunder followed, and the terrifying sound of thunder seemed to break through the sky!
Lin Ming knew that the final trial was about to begin.
"Hahahaha!" The Holy Son of Fortune laughed, and he suddenly looked at Fairy Qinglian, "Qinglian, I thought that the people I brought today would wrap up this experience, but I didn't expect that you Piaoyu Shenshan. Come join in the fun, then let's compete!"
The strength of each line of the Saint Clan is also a relationship of competition with each other. The three Holy Clan Divine Kings are originally at odds with each other, and their direct disciples, the Saint Clan Four Heroes, are even more so.
"Fight, fight!"
Fairy Qinglian said lightly, as if she didn't care.
Behind her, stood four young disciples, three males and one female, without exception, they all had feather marks on their heads.
At this time, in the void, a huge crack appeared, and in the dark surface of the abyss, there were endless lightning flashes.
The cracks quickly expanded, swallowing up the heavens, the earth and the ocean, and countless runes on the avenues, carrying the power of chaos, spewed out.
Such a terrifying power makes people feel that the blood and soul of the whole body are being drawn, and it is difficult to approach the space-time rift, but a dozen or so talented young heroes, but before the time-space rift is fully opened, the body With a flash, he rushed directly to the entrance!
Their figures flickered, like sturdy dragons, shuttled in the thunder!
Most of these dozen people came from Piaoyu Sacred Mountain and Fortune Sacred Palace.
In the violent thunder, they acted calmly. One of the fat men even stopped in the storm. He looked at the four disciples of Piaoyu Shenshan. The corners of his fat mouth touched a smile, and then his figure disappeared in a flash. , plunged directly into the terrible storm.
"Already in!"
Many people looked at the mysterious and unknown world behind the huge space crack, but couldn't go forward.
Until the thunder here gradually disappeared, many warriors flew to the entrance of the final trial in twos and threes, and fell into the black crack.
And Lin Ming also followed the crowd, inconspicuous, mixed into the cracks, from beginning to end, no one noticed Lin Ming.
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After all the qualified young heroes entered the final trial, the Son of Fortune slowly retreated.
Behind him, Huang's avatar slowly emerged from the sea, stretched out thick blood dragon tentacles, and wrapped the Son of Fortune.
Next, Huang's flesh and blood split open, and the Son of Fortune sank into Huang's body.
When the Son of Good Fortune entered the desolate body, the desolation fell silent to the depths of the ocean, and all information was isolated.
The Son of Fortune 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 is a room formed of flesh and blood.
This room is very spacious, and the display is very elegant. There are soft red feather carpets, ancient wooden beds and quilts and quilts woven from god silk. Beside the bed, there are wines brewed by Tiancaidibao.
It's just that this room is always filled with a bloody smell, and the ground is slowly wriggling, making people very uncomfortable.
The Holy Son of Fortune took out an array of jade slips in the room and crushed them directly. For a while, the rays of light from the array escaped, forming a blurry face in mid-air.
This face contains an indescribable coercion that makes it difficult to look directly at it.
It is the Holy Emperor of Creation!
When the face of the Holy Emperor of Fortune appeared, the originally cynical Holy Son of Fortune also respected, he first bowed, and then stood with his hands down.
"Is there an accident?" The voice of the Holy Emperor of Creation was as cold as metal, without the slightest emotion.
"Go back to His Majesty the Emperor, everything is going well, the trial has begun, and the people from Piaoyu Shenshan have also appeared. Apart from them, there are no opponents worth noting. The child will definitely complete the task you handed in!"
"Well..." The Holy Emperor of Creation groaned, "Piaoyu, that woman, should not know about it yet. The results of this trial are secondary, things... must be found."
"clear!"
The Son of Fortune answered 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 Fortune disappeared.
After the light completely dissipated, the Holy Son of Fortune took a deep breath and smiled. He not only had to complete this task, but also let the disciples of the Holy Fortune Palace shine and take all the benefits!
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