Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

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Seeing that this soul sword went straight to himself, Xu Youwei and other people's faces were all changed.

This Shaoshan is mainly killed by Ling Frost, and things can be big.

"You, you... dare!" Xu Youwei did not have time to dodge, just shouted.

Just when the soul sword was half a foot away from Xu Youwei, it suddenly stopped, and then the soul sword shines, and it has turned into a soulful atmosphere and returned to Ling Huo’s witch soul necklace.

Ling Frost said indifferently: "Next time, I will dare."

After that, she and Luo Zheng both left, leaving only the people in the hidden door full of wrong faces.

Xu Youwei stood in the same place. Although everyone could not see his face, he could imagine his present expression, and there was anger and hate in the breath of the soul.

Xu Youwei, who was afraid of anger, was implicated in himself and did not dare to persuade.

After a while, Xu Youwei asked: "Which mountain is the little boy next to Ling Shuang?"

"I don't know, just listen to her calling him Luo Zheng," Xu Youwei said back.

"Luo Zheng? Give me a check, no matter which mountain he is, I have to dig it out for him!" Xu Youwei said with hate.

Within the Temple of Heaven, there is also a special room for the cultivation of the soul.

If you want your soul to become strong, you can either fuse the rare souls or continually sharpen your soul. The Nikkei is tired, and the latter is obviously much more difficult.

But the soul crystallizes this thing, and it is extremely rare in the other side.

Even if there is a small amount of reserves in the temple, there are no more than fifty people in the Temple of Heaven, like Luo Zheng who once got the soul of the fist-sized soul.

Lingshuang was still angry on the way, but when it arrived at the room, Ling Shuang said: "I'm sorry, I am involved in such troubles."

Luo Zheng seems to be very calm, "a false alarm only, this person seems to have something to do with you Taiyishan?"

"Well," Ling frost nodded.

At the beginning, Ling Xiao’s cockroaches almost died in a struggle. They were saved by the Taishan Mountain lord and owed a great human feeling to the Taishan Mountain.

After a few years, this person's feelings turned out to be good.

The Taihu Mountain owner suddenly took his son and asked for a kiss.

This involves some secrets of the high-rises of the Tiangong. Lingshuang 姥姥 naturally understands what the other side has to offer, and categorically refuses. The Taishan Mountain lord will take the owed people to say things, and there are some disputes.

Although these disputes have subsided, this matter has not been understood, which is why Lingshuang has been overreacted when he encountered Xu Youwei.

Listening to Ling Shuang’s remarks about this matter, Luo Zheng also shook his head slightly: “It’s too realistic for people who are too mountainous to act, even if it’s a life-saving grace, it’s a yardstick and can only be your marriage. Mixed up?"

"So I am too lazy to pay attention to this person," Ling Shuang thought of Xu Youwei, there was a disgusting emotion spreading in his heart.

"Well, I will ignore it if I ignore it. Frost should not go to my heart. I will first merge the other side with the tokens," Luo Zheng said with a smile.

"Well," Ling Shuang listened to Luo Zheng as a name, and he didn't have a good mood. He chose a room to step into it.

Luo Zheng stood at the door of the room with a slight glimpse of his eyes.

He has experienced far more than Ling Frost. For this kind of person's mentality, he can also get a thorough understanding. This thing may not be so easy to end.

And this Xu Youwei is different from Mo Yijian.

Mo Yijian is just a young man's heart, arrogant and militant, but knowing the difference, he and Mo Yijian will eventually have a battle, but that is a battle of the name.

This Xu Youwei first met, and he wanted to use a killer. The situation is different.

I thought that Luo Zheng had a bitter smile.

Since I entered the mother world, I have been low-key everywhere, and I am not embarrassed by people. I can always provoke these guys without knowing it. It is really helpless.

But I want to use it more, and I will come after all. After thousands of disasters, he has already learned to face it.

So he entered his room and took out the totem of the power god. The soul of the soul has released the eternal true meaning of the sword and the soul totem into the soul.

Then he retired from the other side and moved to the inner world under the totem of the power god, and then began to bear.

After the first experience, Luo Zheng was more skilled in carrying the tokens on the other side.

The last time Luo Zheng accidentally triggered the fear of the body in the world. This time, the bearing was also taken care of a lot. After all, the eye of the heart is not to strengthen the other side of the token, and the power of the other side is not particularly strong.

The power **** totem contains such a terrible force on the other side, when it is introduced into the inner world, it is afraid to crush the whole world into a powder!

With the whistling of the Thousand-Warri domain, the Sanskrit language was once again brightened.

From these Sanskrit texts, a huge chain of chains was extended, and the totem of the gods was swept away.

"This time the Sanskrit is lit up, there are a total of one hundred and forty.... The difficulty of carrying the single is that the difficulty of the totem of the power is higher than the eye of the heart," Luo Zheng thought in his heart.

After the Lishen totem was carried, the chains disappeared.

At the same time, a group of information also poured into the mind of Luo Zheng...

Divine power...

The Powerful Giants...

Only power can break everything.

He saw another unique race.

This trusting giant, from beginning to end, believes in powerful power.

They think that power can solve everything. They believe in the same thing as the fear of the eye.

This powerful race even led everything in chaos. They wanted to rely on power to end it, and ultimately failed.

"Why is such a strong race not there today?" Luo Zheng interprets the information, which is also a fog.

The fear of the eyes is slightly stronger than the current human race, and the trust giants are far more powerful than the human races. But these races only have temples on the other side, but disappear in the mother world and even in chaos?

Some of the classics that Luo Zheng saw in the Temple of Heaven did not find traces of their existence at all, which made people feel incredible.

Among the information given by the power **** totem, Luo Zheng could not find an answer.

Lost the body incarnation, Luo Zhengyu opened his eyes.

Sitting in the room, he stretched out his arm and spurred the totem of force.

The purple yang soul and Ling Shuang have retained their opinions on their choice of the power **** totem, that is, they are afraid that they cannot withstand such powerful forces.

Luo Zheng naturally wants to try, whether he can afford it.

With his totem of power, a horrible force emerged from the totem of God...

"One hundred gods!"

This force was concentrated behind the arm by Luo Zheng, and the surrounding space was faintly recessed.

With the power of hundreds of gods, Luo Zheng can still withstand it easily.

"Two hundred gods!"

Luo Zheng simply doubled.

At this time, Luo Zheng faintly felt that his bones had a lot of pressure, as if the arms were pressed against thousands of mountains, the muscles became extremely stiff, and the blood vessels on the arms were tight as hard as steel. .

"The power of four hundred gods!" Luo Zheng doubled again.

Without any precautions, his arm suddenly burst, and a burst of blood smashed into a blood arrow, shooting at an incredible speed, directly breaking through the enchantment he arranged, breaking the pavilion. The ceiling, leaving a crack wide!