Fantasy: On the first day of divorce, reward the Supreme Bone

Lin Ang stood in front of the door, stunned for a moment..

"Come on, Lord Holy Master is waiting inside."

"Being able to meet the Holy Lord is not something that everyone can have. Some elders of the Holy Land may have come to the Holy Land for thousands of years, but they have never seen the true face of the Holy Lord."

On both sides, the Taoist in black slowly reminded.

At this time..

Lin Ang nodded and stepped into the hall with a few steps.

Walk in this small world.

I do not know how long it has been..

Finally came to the bottom of a mountain.

Spin to see! !

Just in front of the mountain.

A gigantic figure is as tall as a thousand feet! !

But sit still!

The figure was under the stars, and the surrounding fairy mist rose.

The mountain peaks are so small under the huge figure.

What Lin Ang can see.

It's just a huge back! !

Mysterious and extraordinary, the pressure is amazing.

He is the strongest man he has ever seen! !

"I have seen... the Holy Lord of the sky."

Seeing this, Lin Ang cupped his fists slightly.

The master of the sky is unfathomable.

Far from being able to observe Lin Ang at present...

"A person of great realm... I am afraid that he has reached the level of Tianjun..."

"A living heavenly king..."

Just as Lin Ang was thinking.

On the huge back.

There was an indifferent voice.

"Since the last Holy Son left. Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye...the position of the Holy Son has always been vacant."

"You are not the first Son of God who came here to prepare. Those before you have all failed to get the seal of the Son of God..."

"Do you know why?"

Lin Ang thought for a while.

The power of the fantasy world.

Do you like to beat around the bush like this? ?

"I don't know." Lin Ang replied.

The voice of the Holy Lord of the sky.

As if from above the nine heavens.

Breaking through the clouds, he descended again: "Holy Son...represents an invincible person of the same generation under the banner of the Holy Land. In the future, he may inherit the mantle of the deity, become the Holy Master of one side, and push the invincible..."

"If you have this confidence... take a step forward, and I will send you to the Ancestral Hall of the Holy Land... there is a book of great holy grade exercises that have been passed down for thousands of years in my Holy Land. If you can successfully comprehend... you have passed the first stage Two tests."

"Prior to this, there were more than [-] Holy Son preparations, all of whom fell at this step... There is only one chance. If you fail, your status as the Holy Son preparation will be cancelled. And you will not be destined for the position of the Holy Son in this life." ..."

Lin Ang heard the words, without the slightest hesitation.

He just said calmly: "The disciple has self-confidence."

Words fall.

Lin Ang took a step forward! !

"Ha ha..."

The Holy Lord of the sky smiled with satisfaction.

With a wave of his sleeves, the surrounding space changed in vain.

It seems that the space is bending slightly, and flowing towards an unknown area.

A second ago, Lin Ang was still in the main hall of the Holy Lord.

next second! !

Lin Ang came to an empty hall.

Inside the hall...

There is only an exquisite jade platform, on which there is a sense of immortality.

A golden scroll was lying there quietly.

And beside the jade platform..

It turned out to be an incense burner.

only..

Strangely, there were no bursts of incense mist floating out of the incense burner.

On the contrary, there is a transparent and illusory woman sitting on the incense burner.

The woman is extremely beautiful.

Difficult to tell age.

It seems that it has been guarding this hall for millions of years..

"Huh? Finally someone chatted with me..."

When the woman saw Lin Ang, an illusory figure suddenly floated over.

Surrounding Lin Ang: "The last time someone came over. It was 20 years ago..."

"It seems that you are the new Holy Son ready!"

"Twenty years ago, a peerless genius came here. It's just that he sat there for a year without making any progress, and finally left angrily..."

Lin Ang heard the words.

Looking at the illusory woman...

[Name]: The person whose name is forgotten

[Luck entry. Soul]: In front of you is an ethereal soul, she has been dead for thousands of years.His real name had already disappeared in the long river of time.

[Black Luck. Confused]: People with lack of Dao heart and incomplete mind.It is easy to lose yourself in a few words, and your soul will be imprisoned in the incense burner forever.

.....

...

Look at the luck entry of this illusory woman.

Lin Ang was also a little dumbfounded.

Is this the ruthlessness of a holy place?

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Don't hesitate to use such cruel and ruthless means.

The purpose is to prevent the inheritance of the core skills of a holy place from falling on people with unstable Taoism...

"I'd like to see... the Great Sage Grade Kungfu that has defeated countless arrogance."

"What kind of existence..."

Lin Ang currently owns [Golden Entry. Gongfa Coexistence]

You can practice multiple exercises at the same time! !

Once you successfully master this Great Sacred Grade skill, it will greatly increase your combat power.

Until then.

It is truly invincible among peers...

"Give up. For so many years, countless arrogances have tried to understand the mystery of this exercise, but in the end... they ended up in a state of madness."

"It's still good...it's even more tempting because it can't bear the luck in this exercise, and it was backlashed by the luck on the spot, turning into a pool of gold powder... Otherwise, why do you think my incense burner is burning for thousands of years? Years without lack of spice?"

"The so-called holy son is a combination of great opportunity, great luck, and great destiny. Only one will be born. Do you really have confidence that it will fall on you?"

"Are you really the man of destiny?"

"Once you open the scroll... all consequences will be borne by yourself..."

"The road to Tianjiao is not easy...don't let years of hard work fall short..."

That illusory figure, extremely ethereal, came in front of Lin Ang...

The whispers, especially her voice, were incomparably ethereal, as if they came from the depths of her mind.

Like a calm lake.

Following her words, ripples appeared one after another...

Lin Ang's expression was indifferent.

Standing still in front of Sendai.

The ethereal figure of the woman slowly stretched out her jade hand, and said softly, "Come... hold my hand."