With a slap in the face, the Son of God was slapped away.

There is no power to resist.

The ten-clawed dragon Zi, who was sitting on Ling Yu's hand, was stunned slightly, the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger, and even his breathing became heavier. The golden dragon horn on his head seemed to become more dazzling.

"This slap is a good slap. Those who overestimate themselves should fight back firmly."

Ten-clawed Dragon Zi Ai clapped his palms and said with a smile.

Ling Yu withdrew his palm and said, "Yes, some people always think they are self-righteous, but they don't know that in the eyes of others, they are just clowns."

He still admires this Decimal Dragon Son. Although he is a strong competitor, with his demeanor, the Son of God is far behind the Decimal Dragon Son, although the strength of the Son of God is indeed very strong.

The Son of God was slapped in the face.

Being fanned out of the building, I was still in a complete ignorance.

He was the son of God, extremely arrogant, and he actually slapped someone in the face. He was also an unknown soldier. The unknown soldier he looked down upon was of course the face of the ten-clawed dragon son.

crazy!

mad!

anger!

combustion!

The Son of God was furious and a layer of flame seemed to burn on his skin, and an indescribable terrible aura rose into the sky.

He had only one thought now, and fought with that man.

At this moment, a palm pressed on his shoulder, and his whole body seemed to be suppressed suddenly and could not move. Then a faint voice sounded: "Failure is not scary, shame is not scary, what is scary is overestimating one's own ability."

When the Son of God heard this voice and said this, he was filled with a sensation, as if all his anger had been extinguished by a basin of cold water.

He would look at the person who held him down, a slender man, elegant and noble, giving people a sense of holiness, as if concentrating all the holy and glory of heaven and earth.

The Son of God knows who this man is?

The glorious holy king, one of the three sage kings of the angel clan.

The Holy King of Glory patted the Son of God on the shoulder and disappeared immediately.

The Son of God took a deep breath, his face became extremely quiet, and then he glanced at the building and walked in.

Seeing that the Son of God came in as if nothing had happened, Ling Yu and the Ten-Clawed Dragon Zi were slightly stunned. The two of them didn't know what was happening outside just now. There was no way. The rules here were too powerful. With their strength, they could not detect their spiritual consciousness too far.

"You are very strong, but I will definitely repay this revenge."

The Son of God glanced at Ling Yu, said expressionlessly, and then sat down on the third chair.

Ling Yu didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he closed his eyes and rested.

.Half a day later, another Yuansheng strong man passed the level and entered the hall.

This is a powerful man with a thorny body, full of indescribable explosive power.

Moreover, on the skin of this powerful man, there are many strange blue patterns, which look like blue veins. These blue veins twist and curve, forming countless strange runes.

This is a typical witch clan.

Those lines are witch veins, which are naturally generated. These witch veins are even called the bloodline of the witch clan. The more witch veins, the purer the bloodline and the stronger the qualification to grow. The witch veins on this powerful man are simply covered with his body. Even if he is not a purebred witch clan, his bloodline is extremely high and pure.

"Haha, I thought I should be very fast, but I didn't expect that I was only ranked fourth, and I was the third one. My name is Xing Tian, ​​the great witch of the Witch Clan. I came from the ancient witch world more than ten years ago."

This powerful man could only be a generous person at first glance.

Ling Yu opened his eyes and a strange color flashed in his eyes. It was actually from Hongmeng Heaven and Earth.

And it depends on the time, it is similar to the ten-clawed dragon. At that time, the great disaster of Hongmeng Heaven and Earth happened not long ago, which means that at that time, they came here.

"I have heard of the name of Xing Tian, ​​even in Hongmeng Tiandi, I have long heard of it. It is rumored that he is the most innocent genius with the purest bloodline of the witch clan. I didn't expect that you also came to this gap between heaven and earth. It seems that it is also for the Taoist priest of the Chaos God Moon Demon."

Ten-clawed Dragonzi loves to laugh and laughs.

"Haha, your ten-clawed dragon son is also famous, with the pure bloodline of the legendary ancestor dragon. Are you and I here just for the Taoist tradition of the God of Chaos, the legendary Moon Demon of Chaos, and even the first Chaos Demon God in history who has broken through the level of the God of Chaos to advance to the level of the God of Chaos, have left behind immortal secrets in his creation world. Now that the great catastrophe of heaven and earth has arrived, if you do not achieve immortality, you will have the possibility of falling, and all efforts will be gone."

The great witch Xing Tianlang smiled and then looked at Ling Yu, with a strange look flashing in his eyes. In his impression, there was no information about Ling Yu. The opponents he recognized were only three or five, and they might all come from Hongmeng Tiandi.

"Brother Xing Tian, ​​let me introduce it. This is Brother Ling from the human race and is also from Hongmeng Tiandi. He is the first to pass the level."

The Ten-Clawed Dragon Son chuckled.

"It turns out to be Brother Ling. It seems that Brother Ling's name is powerful after all, it is powerful in the world of the world. As expected, there is heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the sky. I Xing Tian admire it."

Xing Tian's eyes lit up, without any hypocrisy, and he laughed.

Ling Yu smiled and didn't say anything.

In the next few days, several people came here, namely the God Son of the God Clan, the Ghost Clan Yan Luo, the Demon Clan's Demon Clan's Demon Clan, and so on.

These are all geniuses with extraordinary origins.

At this moment, everyone gathered together, and they were all pretentious. They all looked strange in their eyes, some were disdainful, a little contemptuous, and a little sneered, but no one stood up.

Ling Yu saw all this and sneered in his heart

.A month from the beginning to the end of the pass has passed.

There were more than 300 people gathered in this hall, who passed through the hundreds of thousands of Yuanshengs.

Ling Yu discovered that there was no human race except himself.

And other races can pass only two people.

For example, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the God Clan, and the Angel Clan, all of these four powerful races have successfully passed the level.

The white-haired Holy One who had previously guided everyone here appeared again.

"Everyone, you are all treasures who have successfully passed the level and will have the qualifications to enter the Creation World. However, the Creation World is full of dangers. Never more than one person has been able to come out alive in previous years. Therefore, among the more than 300 people, perhaps only one person can come out alive, or even die in it. Whether to go in or not, you must think clearly. It is still time to withdraw now, otherwise if you enter the Creation World, whether you can come out alive can only depend on yourself."

The white-haired saint said lightly.

However, the people present were all peerless geniuses. They had long known the dangers in the creation world and had a firm will. How could they give up if the white-haired and most saintly one could give up.

"Very good. Since you have firmly decided, come with me."

The white-haired saint nodded, then waved his hand and a solid space passage appeared in the hall, and then he walked in.

No one present moved.

They all looked at Ling Yu in the chief.

Ling Yu stood up and did not react to the eyes of others. He was the first to walk into the space channel, and then the ten-clawed dragon son followed closely behind.

According to the seating order, entering the space channel seems to have become a conservative rule and no one violated it.

Still in that mysterious space.

Many saints gathered together.

"All seeds have been selected, and it's time for us to set off and open the world of creation."

A saint king sitting in the chief slowly stood up and said.

This is the most powerful sage king of Wuyuan among all the holy kings, and comes from the gods.

Although there is only one saint king in the gods, the strength of the saint king in Wuyuan is enough to rank first in the gods.

Immediately, the three thousand saints present left their seats and disappeared into this space

.The long space passage, I don’t know where it leads to, but Ling Yu felt that it seemed to be getting closer and closer to the immortal crystal wall.

An invisible pressure enveloped Ling Yu's body and then moved forward. This pressure became increasingly greater and greater. Ling Yu slightly activated the immortal spirit, weakening the pressure, and d suddenly became much more relaxed.

Later, the others also used their magical powers to reduce the pressure.

However, no one can compare to Ling Yu. Walking in the space passage is like walking in the garden.

At the end of the space channel is a quiet space with stars densely spreading, giving people a strange sense of tranquility, and the pressure quietly disappeared.

However, Ling Yu always felt that this space was a little unreal, as if it had blocked something, which made him feel a sense of excitement from the bottom of his heart. A ripples rose up in his originally calm mind, as if he was about to face the most important thing.

At this moment, a terrible aura came, and a total of three thousand holy kings appeared in this world.

All the Yuansheng present, no matter how genius, arrogant and noble, were shocked and awe from the heart at this moment.

Three Thousand Saints Kings, what is this?

Ling Yu was very strange in his heart. In such a space, there were only three thousand saints, but only more than three hundred saints in Yuansheng.

Such a ratio is simply terrifying.

Not to mention three thousand, even a saint king is still an invincible existence that is unprecedented.

Any one can easily destroy him.

"Now, it's only thirty seconds to open the world of creation."

The sage king of Wuyuan shouted loudly and slapped it out with a casual palm. This blow immediately formed a terrible torrent of destruction in the void. At the end of the torrent, a strange portal emerged.

Ling Yu is very familiar with this aura.

The branded breath of the Immortal Gate.
To be continued...