Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The vast gods are in the eyes of these Xuanyuan, but they are a little bigger than the sand, but the chaos in the background of taupe is still very dazzling.

"A world that is exquisite and beautiful," Lu Jia sighed at the gods.

The faint snoring, "a world created by Chiyou's life, is not unusual."

"It is estimated that it will take about five days to get close to the speed of the raft," the other witnessed the approximate distance.

The distance scale in chaos is astonishing.

Although they can see the gods with their eyes, it will take a while to cross this distance.

"Everyone is ready, we will have a fierce battle after five days," said the faint sigh. "How much is Shenjing in the raft?"

Lu Jia immediately reported: "There are still three hundred, these Shenjing are enough for us to return."

"Use these gods to use them, and start the slaughter of the moon," comforted.

Upon hearing this, these Xuanyuanwei faces each other, and Lu Jia quickly said: "Isn't it possible to go back to the gods? And can't we use the other side to kill the moon?"

Comforting and shaking his head slightly, "I am prepared, I foresee that this time is not so simple, as I said, if we can occupy the domain, we can rely on the gods to go back."

In fact, they don't rely on Ling Xiao Fei, they can return to the mother world, but it will take a long time.

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Sage in the mountains...

Luo Zheng once again rushed to the silver water pool.

This time, the number of people who emerged from the pool has reached ten.

The strength of these ten silver people is extremely large, but in the end they can not bring substantial harm to Luo Zheng.

The golden light that had rebounded from the body of Luo Zheng once again shattered the silver people.

After several games, Luo Zheng also found out that the silver people appearing in this holy spring are consistent with the means of attacking people.

For example, Chen Huangyijian makes swords, those silver people also use swords, and the Shinto used is the same as Chen Huangyi.

Luo Zheng used a pair of fists to fight from start to finish. These silver people also responded with brute force.

Other Yasheng and the Great Gods know this, but when they face these silver people, they still use their strongest school without hesitation.

The reason is very simple, they do not have such a sturdy body.

Purely with the strength of boxing, and facing a number of silver people at the same time, these sacred and great consummates may be smashed.

However, Luo Zheng can rely on the golden light of the true meaning of the body, which can easily break the silver people, but the silver man can not use the true meaning of the Tao.

Using such means, naturally, Luo Zheng is very relaxed.

Luo Zheng is very clever and does not choose to use the sword. These silver people cannot use the true meaning of Luo Zheng's Tao. It does not mean that they cannot use the "melt and magical powers". After all, the three thousand Shinto is also a concrete existence in the realm.

In case he has a hand-held snake sword facing dozens of silver people using the fusion of magical powers, then it is troublesome, even Luo Zheng can not face the reversal of the energy of the fusion.

He rushed to the silver water pool again and again, and was repeatedly smashed, and the silver people were broken again and again.

Every time there was a break, the number of silver people increased by one. When the number of silver people reached thirty, Luo Zheng once again defeated them. The silver water pool finally calmed down and could no longer condense the humanoid silver people.

"This is passed," Luo Zheng took a clap and walked over.

In the center of this shallow silver waterhole, a silver spring is still erupting.

According to them, as long as you bathe in the silver spring.

Luo Zheng Trail smashed through the silver water pool and went straight to the gushing holy spring.

Not far away, there are a few great consummates who have withdrawn from the battle group. These great consummations are not lacking in arms, they are broken legs, or they are seriously wounded, one by one, the breath is declining, and they are looking at the front. spring.

Their strength is too weak. When they attack the Holy Spring, they must not only face those powerful silver people, but also face some sneak attacks.

If you don't pay attention, you will end up with a dead end!

"puff!"

At this moment, on the side of the holy spring, when An Yasheng was fighting against the three silver men, there was a cold chill in the back.

A flawless ice sword directly cut off the head of this Yasheng!

When the head of Yasheng rose to the sky, the ice sword spread a trace of coldness. After hitting the head of Nayasheng, a fist was gently smashed on the head, and the whole head suddenly turned into crushed ice.

The shot is the cold and the fullness of the gods!

This person is not famous on the floating island, but his strength is extremely outstanding. When the last time the giants fought in the abyss, he went to the northern part of the gods alone and entered the second place for the "Hung Meng Icefield". The ice in his hand. The sword is a treasure of the second product!

"That is cold and kills another person..."

"He has killed nine people!"

"It’s so easy to kill the Yasheng in the Great Perfection, it’s too cold!”

"Isn't it normal? Two guys who have a holy spring over there, who dares to mess with?"

That person is talking about Luo Zheng and Chen Huangyi.

Those who quit couldn’t help but sigh.

Sealing is certainly their ultimate dream, but under the strength of no one, no one wants to give life in vain.

After the cold smashing of this Yasheng, his body and ghosts rushed silently to another Yasheng, which is the Qianlong patriarch.

On the other side of the holy spring, the Qianlong patriarch was pregnant with five colors of light, and steadily and steadily marched toward the holy spring.

He now has six silver people, and this progress is relatively fast.

In the moment when the cold rushed over, he felt a hint of coolness!

After all, the Qianlong patriarch was a person who had experienced the abyss of the abyss. The vigilance was far stronger than that of the ordinary sage. When the coolness came, his figure suddenly shrank.

The ice sword was almost cut over his scalp!

The cold sword and the sword did not smash the Qianlong patriarch, and his eyes showed a hint of color, without hesitation and a sword.

However, the Qianlong patriarch has drifted back to the rear one step ahead, avoiding the cold sword and the second sword while quickly moving away from the holy spring.

Cold is not chasing, his goal is to kill all the competitors, and they can calmly bathe the holy spring.

The Qianlong patriarchs withdrew from the distance of Baizhang and looked at the scene with a bitter smile. These giants were too overbearing...

At this moment, the Qianlong patriarch suddenly heard a cry from a distance.

"Look! That Luo Zheng's movements are so fast, he has already begun to bathe the holy spring!"

"Another saint is about to be born..."

"The nonsense? The strength of the people originally surpassed the saints! This saint is called the real name!"

Most of those people’s eyes are envious and jealous.

However, those envious eyes changed very quickly. One of them even wondered: "It seems a bit wrong, and the Holy Spring seems to be unable to integrate into Luo Zheng?"