Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

There are almost no weaknesses in the competition for the top ten.

Strength, exercises, martial arts, and speed have all been built to the top of the sea of ​​God.

If there is a weakness, the other party may break the tide...

Like the dream that Linsheng spread out in that season, she was almost invincible in her dreams, but her strength was not strong.

When the dream was broken, she became the lamb to be slaughtered.

The body of this Xuanyuan morning breeze is not as strong as Luo Zheng, but it is full of resilience. It is not a big problem to eat Luo Zheng’s fist.

Xuanyuan morning wind that slipped on the board stunned for a while, and seemed to figure out something, suddenly revealing the color of open-mindedness...

"I really shouldn't talk nonsense with you here," Xuanyuan said, shaking his head. "The number of things like this should not be promoted. It's just a matter of practical time to prove it. Maybe the number of lives on this board is still It will take many years to come true... However, if you lose to me, you can verify it right away!"

After the talk, the momentum of Xuanyuan Chenfeng gradually changed...

He took a long shot with such a big slap, moving slowly from the edge of the board toward Luo Zheng.

Whenever he takes a step, his momentum will rise, and there seems to be something invisible, attached to him!

Although his pace is very slow, the actual speed is not slow. If you look closely, you can see that after he takes a step, he slides along the board for a distance, as if the whole person is walking on the ice.

This way from far and near, Xuanyuan morning wind in the eyes of Luo Zheng is turned into a giant.

His figure didn't look so tall, it was just that powerful momentum that made him an illusion for everyone!

Before Luo Zheng had that cross crystal, the momentum was like a real god, but the sense of oppression brought by him was only applied to those on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

However, Xuanyuan morning wind is different.

When his momentum suddenly increases, he can even infect people outside the picture!

In addition to the picture, countless warriors are staring at the Xuanyuan morning breeze, and under the pressure of that momentum, their hearts are also mad.

However, although this momentum is strong, its influence is limited.

The divine warriors face this majestic momentum, but they are slightly suppressed.

And many of the world's strongest players face this momentum, the face is only a hint of doubts, doubting this little sea of ​​the gods, can actually slightly shake their mood.

From the beginning of the world chess board to the present, Xuanyuan morning wind has not been hands-on.

Whether the opponents encountered were not shot by the Xuanyuan morning breeze, or they were crushed directly by the palm prints. Even in the face of bitter lights, they did not use the real ability, because the bitter lamp was wisely chosen to admit defeat.

However, Xuanyuan Chenfeng also knows that this guy in front of him is simply impossible to admit defeat.

Then I only use stronger power to let him understand what the four words of Xuanyuan Morning Bree mean.

In the face of the Xuanyuan morning breeze, Luo Zheng’s eyes are becoming more and more cautious, and the sea of ​​chaos is beginning to stir up. The chaotic gas is like a tide that generally converges toward Luo Zheng’s Jianguang.

Only when they are in the fight, he has the upper hand, but this level of fighting, this point has no meaning.

The most troublesome thing now is that I have never seen the ability of Xuanyuan Morning Breeze.

In order to defeat Hua Tianming, Luo Zheng can be said to be the bottom card, and Xuanyuan morning wind's ability is like an iceberg floating in the sea, only revealing a corner, most of them are hidden in the dark!

"Snapped!"

When the Xuanyuan morning breeze brought the distance closer to a certain level, the corner stepped on a piece of chess! The body is suddenly ejected toward Luo Zheng!

The long gun is like a dragon, and under the rapid sprint of Xuanyuan morning wind, the gun is also bent. With a very unique path, it is self-piercing towards Luo Zheng Trail!

"This is the gun!"

The bitter lamp above the chess piece, the old man stared at the Xuanyuan morning breeze, took a deep breath.

In the eyes of the stars, he saw a shot that shocked his Buddha...

Until now, he still couldn't understand.

This Xuanyuan morning breeze can pierce such a shot.

Bitter lamp admits that there is a certain gap between the strength of Xuanyuan and Chenfeng, but the gap is definitely not so great. What kind of Shinto is the Xuanyuan morning wind cultivation!

The bitter lamp does not know, the feeling of Luo Zheng at this moment is exactly the same as the bitter lamp.

This is the first shot of Xuanyuan Chenfeng seriously.

But Luo Zheng feels that he is dying!

He feels that if the gun stabs himself, not only will his life dissipate, but even the soul will be wiped out, and the heart of the martial arts will collapse directly!

A great shot!

Luo Zheng’s heart trembled.

However, his first choice was to retreat.

After the eruption of the 罡元, the eight-curly flying smoke was running at the same time, and it was swiftly turned toward the rear. The escaping body seemed to be not at all elegant, and even a little embarrassed, but he had no better choice.

There is no such thing in the gun, and there is no such thing as a move. Why? Luo Zheng retired and his mind kept turning.

It was Luo Zheng’s rapid retreat, and Xuan’s morning wind’s gun was stabbed.

However, a shot stabbed, a purple gun mans from the tip of the pike, extended and followed, immediately behind Luo Zheng...

"Hey!"

"call out!"

Guns followed by Luo Zheng!

"This gunman...this is also the feeling!"

Guns are an extension of his rifle, and the power contained in this gun is not strong.

If it was in the past, Luo Zhengyijian would be able to refuse it. Even standing in the same place would make this gunshot hit without any serious problems. The power can be distinguished at a glance.

There is a feeling of looming.

If he is shot by this gun, he will collapse as well...

"There is a sword!"

Under the retreat, a blue sword was turned into a sword and smashed out, hitting the gun mans!

The sword of the gods that is derived from the chaos of the chaos is much larger than the gunmanship of this ordinary pass. According to the experience of Luo Zheng, the sword mang can directly erode the gun mans, and then pours toward the Xuanyuan morning breeze. Roll away...

But the next scene, but let Luo Zheng live.

"Hey..."

When the swordsman collided over the gun, there was a slight crack on the surface.

Seeing the crack, Luo Zheng suddenly stopped.

Although the swordsman has a color, it is actually the glare that is reflected after the sword is condensed.

However, the swordsman itself has no form, but when it is released, it shoots at the top with an acute angle...

It is like a group of air, just a group of powerful air.

Who heard that the air will be broken?

But this scene really happened...

Those cracks spread out, and the guns released by the gods of the sword directly collapsed and collapsed.

The cold corner of the mouth reveals a cold smile, and can not help but make a low laugh, like the beast's low-pitched, "hahahaha... this kid is afraid to collapse!"

Hua Tianming’s eyes flashed with flames, and his look was very dignified. “Good gunfare, you can directly break the sword!”

"Luo Zheng that a sword, actually was broken!"

"The sword is a light, how is this light broken..."

"There are always some mysteries that we cannot understand in this world, and we must have awe of these mysteries."

Nine out of ten people in the universe have seen this strange phenomenon, but no one knows what this phenomenon means...

"Damn!"

After the gun mang broke the sword of Luo Zheng, he continued to go straight to Luo Zheng!

Luo Zheng at this moment does not hesitate...

If there is any hesitation, he will be shot by this gun, I am afraid it will split directly!

"Guiyuan Yi Shenjian!"

An enhanced version of the game of God!

It is also the strongest sword of Luo Zheng, but it is just used to deal with this seemingly inconspicuous purple gun mans!

"call!"

The majestic chaotic gas merges with the gold rule, and it rises again.

However, in terms of volume, Luo Zheng’s sword is enough to offset this thousand purple guns!

However, this sword mixed with the chaos of the air flew away, and the gun mans touched together, in an instant, Luo Zheng's ear came again with a bursting sound!

"Snapped!"

This sword, once again there is an incredible crack!

Swordsman dissipates...

A touch of purple gun mans, once again rushed out of Luo Zheng's swordsman, continued to force Luo Zheng came, as if from the ghost of hell, has been biting in Luo Zheng and refused to disperse!

"Hey!"

This shot was shot from the mans, Luo Zheng in the key is to put the head on the side, the purple gun mans almost rubbed the ears of Luo Zheng past, just puncture his earlobe!

But at this moment, Luo Zheng will once again hear the "啪".

The sound of this burst is from the body of Luo Zheng!