Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The middle-aged people of the Xuanyuan people and the Wuma desert were attacked by the left and right.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man relied on the golden light of his body, and he punched his head in Cheng Wei.

"Hey..."

Cheng Wei stepped back seven or eight steps, and each foot stepped on, and a giant pit appeared on the ground. The ancient wilderness also trembled.

His figure was just solid, and Wu Ma was immediately followed.

Fortunately, Cheng Wei has two hands, one of which holds a bamboo sword and slams.

An emerald green sword mans from the bottom up, blocked in front of Wuma desert.

That Wuma Mo is somewhat jealous of this emerald green sword, this is probably the only means of penetrating the Xuanyuan wilderness, he can only avoid.

Can just retreat Wuma Mo, the middle-aged people forced to come forward, the two took turns, Cheng Wei has no power to fight back.

He even has no time to pay attention to the situation in Luo Zheng.

Fang Cai Luo Zheng used the soul attack, which disturbed the soul of Yu Ji, which raised a glimmer of hope in his heart.

It is a pity that the strength of the other few gods is too bad to break through the paradise of the sacred shackles. The hope that has just risen is shattered.

When Yu Ji killed the wild gods, the three men attacked oneself, and he really died today.

Thinking of this, Cheng Wei’s heart also raised a trace of grief.

It is too unwilling to die in this ancient wilderness. If he can win a few **** bones, he is even qualified to attack the first person of the younger generation!

In desperation, even the fighting spirit is gradually dissipating...

Seeing that the middle-aged man once again rushed to himself, he even had the urge to give up resistance.

At this time, a true yuan voice was once again introduced into his ear, "Cheng Wei! I am going to disturb the minds of these two people, you wait for the opportunity to kill them!"

"what!"

Cheng Wei’s eyes flashed, his eyes were free, and he saw Luo Zheng in a few hundred feet.

Luo Zheng still did not stimulate the power of the gods, like a small mosquito flies in the air, it is so inconspicuous, but in the eyes of Cheng Wei has become a life-saving straw!

"Hey!"

One of Cheng Wei’s hands clung to the bamboo sword, facing the thunder of the middle-aged man. He leaned back and blocked one arm in the chest.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man punched his arm.

"Hey!"

The arm suddenly bent at ninety degrees and was cut off by a middle-aged man.

The biggest advantage of the Chiyou wilderness is that it can grow three heads and six arms, and the body is far more tough than ordinary wilderness. It can also heal quickly after physical injury.

In contrast, the Xuanyuan wilderness has a near-perverted defense.

Sacrifice one of his own arms, Cheng Wei, a flip, the bamboo sword in his hand crossed the distance of a thousand feet, and surrounded a huge arc.

His sword went straight to the Wuma desert.

"I plan to be desperate? Unfortunately, your life is worthless, and you can't change the lives of anyone." The middle-aged man smiled.

Cheng Wei’s sword is awkward to Wu Ma, and he is an empty door. The middle-aged man is fully capable of killing Cheng Wei before Cheng Wei’s Wu Ma.

Wu Ma’s face also showed a sneer, and Cheng Wei really gave up, so a bad sword could not reach him...

But at this time, the middle-aged man and Wu Ma Mo suddenly felt a flash of light in the corner of his eye.

When they stared at each other, they saw Luo Zheng, a small mosquito.

Both of them are a glimpse. No matter whether they are middle-aged or Wu Ma, they have not thought that Luo Zheng is still alive?

After Yuji’s shot, they took a lot of laziness to look at it. As a Xuanyuan people, it’s too simple for Yuji to solve the four wild gods.

In the moment of seeing Luo Zheng, they did not think that Yu Ji was dead, but some surprised that Luo Zheng could escape from Yu Ji.

However, this thought just flashed out of my mind, and then I saw Luo Zheng will be a shadow sword.

"Hey!"

The two-color swordsman flashed past.

"Boom!"

When the middle-aged man and the Witcher were indifferent, they felt a sledgehammer in their head.

In particular, Wuma Mo, conditioned reflexes generally hold their own heads and make a burst of screams.

"Hey..."

The sword of Cheng Wei has already turned to Wu Ma Mo. If it is not because they are attacked by the soul, the middle-aged can easily cut off the sword, and Wu Ma can easily avoid it.

But because of the soul attack, the situation is a big change!

The bamboo sword was on the golden light of the Wuma desert, and the golden light was suddenly broken.

The first sword smashed the golden light, and the second sword of Cheng Wei came one after another.

This sword went straight to the chest of Wu Ma’s chest. “噗嗤”, the bamboo sword just pierced in half, Cheng Wei’s figure was pressed down, and the sword was picked up, directly smashing Wuma’s head into two. half!

After solving the Wuma desert, Cheng Wei waved the bamboo sword and stabbed it again toward the middle-aged.

However, although the middle-aged man was attacked by the soul of Luo Zheng, the speed of consciousness recovery was extremely fast, but half of the time of breathing was a clear color in the eyes.

The middle-aged man saw that Wu Ma was killed and his face was wide.

There are very few gods in the world that can use the soul to attack. Of course, the real powerhouses among the major groups are excluded, because those who are strong are not born in this world!

That kid is completely a fledgling god, and the power of the gods in the body is not so strong. How can such a powerful soul attack erupt?

Although the middle-aged man was shocked and scared, his brain turned very fast.

As long as this kid is solved, Cheng Wei is still not his opponent!

I saw him stepping to the right, the huge body rolling in the air, going straight to Luo.

"Be careful!"

Cheng Wei saw this scene also reminded.

Luo Zheng suspended in the sky, watching the middle-aged man over a thousand feet tall body rolling over, it is simply a giant mountain rolling.

But there was no flustered color on his face. From the light of the shadow of his shadow sword in his hand, there was a smile on his face.

"Hey!"

The middle-aged man was once again attacked by the soul.

His tumbling body suddenly lost its balance and slammed on the ground.

In the face of such an opportunity, how can Cheng Wei, who has experienced a hundred battles, let go?

He flew up, his hands against his bamboo sword, and the consciousness of the middle-aged man never recovered. The bamboo sword in his hand has gone from top to bottom.

"Hey!"

The bamboo sword directly nailed the head of the middle-aged man to the ground.

The middle-aged people's body condition reflexes have generally struggled, and they immediately lost their movements.

Cheng Wei clutched her bamboo sword tightly, and her face was still a little nervous.

After the middle-aged man died, the power of the gods in the body began to dissipate, and the mountain-like body began to shrink rapidly.

At this time, Cheng Wei pulled out the bamboo sword, and his face was full of joy after the escape. The eyes looked at Luo Zheng not far away.

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