Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Instructor Su has already quite dissatisfied the instructors of the other peaks for breaking the rules like Xiaoyufeng.

But when I think of the background of Su Mentor, no one really dared to blame her in front of one another. This old white eyebrow is only responsible for overseeing the sea exam. He also dared not to really offend Su Mentor, relying on the elderly seller to persuade him a few words orally. If this Su Mentor did not listen, he would not say more.

As for the young man who was being beaten, according to the old white eyebrow, he might have practiced some unique refining techniques, had some peculiar physique, and his ability to be beaten was remarkable.

But Qingyun Sect includes so many good disciples of the Empire. Compared to the demonic geniuses in the Empire, this little guy is nothing. This sea selection passed, but the next trial examination is not that simple, maybe he won't pass?

Thirty miles away.

The power of those four men was finally exhausted and they could no longer bring up any strength. They were tired of the ground and breathed heavily in motion.

They are also here to take part in the sea test. Killing the filthy kid is only an incidental task, but now they are half dead tired, let alone beat the kid, it is impossible to even pass the sea test, you know that there are at least five or six miles ahead, now they are in this state, even climbing is very difficult.

Luo Zheng dumped his arm, at this time he was refreshed, spirited a hundred times, five dirty impurities under today's full punch, but a lot of purity. If such fists suffered more than a few times, I think he could reach the peak of the purification state in a short time.

Unfortunately, such opportunities are not common, and it is clear that some intentions have not been exhausted.

When he saw the writer looking at himself, he walked up to him and asked, “Listen to what you just said, Prince Wang, is this Wang Hengzhi? ”

“Now that you know it, get down on your knees and die, Prince Wang is a sergeant's son," cried the scholar. “Do you think you have a chance to live? Even if you enter Qingyun Sect, it is a dead letter. ”

Luo nodded and laughed: “Help me bring a word to Prince Wang. I have no grievances with him. Don't get involved in the relationship between me and Luo Peilan. ”

“Joke, who is Prince Wang? Will you listen to me? Are you qualified to talk to him? Trying to kill you is just one thing...” The writer continued with a sneer.

“Boom!”

Halfway through the book, Luo Zheng suddenly hit his jaw with a heavy fist. He hit the whole man and turned him around. He was pressed back to the ground with a lot of pressure. The book's teeth were smashed to the ground and his mouth was full of blood, but he couldn't speak anymore.

Luo Zheng rubbed his fist and said callously: “It's so hard for you to bring a sentence, you can't stop whimpering. Do you really think I'm not in the mood? I've been beaten up by you guys for so long, is that cheap enough for you? ”

As Luo Zheng said, these four men chased Luo Zheng for half a day. Although they were appalled by Luo Zheng's perverted defenses, Luo Zheng fled the road without a single return. They insisted that Luo Zheng was only a turtle shrunk in the shell and could not pose a threat to them.

But only then did he conquer this punch, so fierce that he left nothing behind.

The other three instantly realized that this guy was definitely not a turtle, but a fierce lion!

After trying to figure out this festival, they were like frightened rabbits, staring at Luo Zheng, and now the three of them are weak, even if they want to run, they can't escape, let alone fight back.

Luo Zheng found the strong man and asked: "Just now, do you hear me? Do you want me to repeat it? ”

“Listen carefully, listen carefully, I will convey your words to Prince Wang,” the strong man stacked up a reluctant smile, he is a person who knows the time. If he doesn't honestly leave now, he will have to feel the same as the bookkeeper. This is self-inflicted pain.

Luo Zheng nodded satisfactorily, ignoring these people, and proceeded towards the road.

There was only one man on the road, who had passed the sea test but wanted to see if he could move on.

After a while, he ran another five or six miles, and then another five miles, which should be the final test point for the refining of the medulla. He wanted to see what his limits were.

Under pressure of four kilograms, his speed was already extremely slow, and it took a little over half an hour to get there and finally see the stone tablet in front.

The cultivators of the medulla realm arrive at this tablet, even if they pass the sea test, but this road has not yet reached its end. I wonder how much pressure will increase if they cross this tablet?

Luo Zheng came to the stone tablet, without hesitation, lifted his legs and walked over.

Just as he had just stepped over the stone tablet, a terrible pressure pressed against him.

“Pfft! ”

It was as if a mountain was covered with Rosenfeld, pressing Rosenfeld's death to the ground.

“This pressure is a little too much! ”

Rosenfeld's face, stomach, limbs were like adhesive glue, firmly attached to the ground, unable to move.

He tried so hard to lift his head, but felt like his head weighed tens of thousands of pounds that he couldn't lift it any harder.

Luo Zheng is a little depressed, this 10 mile road is a kilogram pressure, 20 mile road is a 2,000 kilogram pressure, 30 mile road is a 4,000 kilogram pressure, according to logic, this 40 mile road should be an 8,000 kilogram pressure, but now he feels tens of thousands of kilograms of power, this pressure seems to have risen tenfold!

I don't believe it!

Luo Zheng also had a temper, he communicated with the two dragon scales in his body, sucked the power into his body, then roared, and then carried the power of his whole body around.

“Get up! ”

His whole body exuded strength from his body, his blues burst, and each muscle swelled to its limits, emitting a bronze glow.

With such fierce strength, Luo Zhengsheng held his body up with his hands.

But he's still squatting, not standing up completely.

“Again! ”

Luo Zheng took a deep breath, this time pouring his full body strength into his legs, pressing his hands against his thighs, and lifting them up slowly in a rather lukewarm position.

He got up very slowly, almost one centimeter, one centimeter up.

From squatting to standing, this simpler move took a fragrant amount of time.

At this time, he was sweating, his chest fluctuating violently, and his whole body seemed to run out of strength.

But he stood up.

Standing up, but wanting to take a step forward is very difficult.

Predictably, as soon as he lifts his feet, his body loses balance and falls to the ground...

But just at this moment, he suddenly felt that his body was starting to pour out warm currents.

“What's going on? ”

The arms, the body, the legs, all keep coming out of the warm stream, and the warm currents, many more, are far from comparable.

Luo Zheng's face is full of doubt, he has not been beaten himself now, how can there be a warm current?

“I get it!” To figure it out, Rosenfeld's face was suddenly ecstatic.

His body is capable of producing warm currents because the power of outsiders is instilled into his body and converted from his body to warm currents before he can wash his flesh.

No one is beating him now, but outside pressure has reached a terrible level. Those pressures are not weaker than others, and your body is turning this pressure into a warm current and starting to wash your flesh!

This pressure is constant and provocative. It acts very evenly on the whole body of Luo Zheng, so the body of Luo Zheng is warm and circulating.

This high-pressure environment is an excellent practice place for Luo Xuan, who is happy to stand in place, close his eyes and let the warm current remove the impurities from the organs.

Luo Zheng enjoyed it here, but frightened the old white beard and Su Mentor there.

The first 30 years of this road of Qingyunzhong are used to hold sea trials. In general, the cultivators of the three stages of bone refining, purification and medulla refining dye their jade red, even if they are promoted.

Thirty miles later, however, the area is a cultivation site reserved for the innate realm.

The pressure reaches the terrible 50,000 kilograms, that is, the power of the Fifty Dings, and as long as it stands inside, it is like the Fifty Dings pressing on you.

Even half-step innate practitioners are looking for such terrible pressures, not to mention the state of medulla cultivation, which can only be withstood once they have stepped into the land of innate secrets.

Ordinary bone refining, filth refining thrown in, I'm afraid the whole person will be crushed directly.

Although the boy's body is strong enough to withstand the attacks of four medullary refineries, he may be less ferocious in the face of these fifty forces.

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, they jumped on two flying skyscrapers and rushed forward.

At the speed of the flying sky, thirty miles is reached in hectares.

When they jumped from their flying skyscrapers, they realized that Luo Zheng was not only safe, but also climbed up from the ground!

The old man with white eyebrows saw this scene muttered: “I've hosted sea trials for so many years, I've never seen them before, I've never seen them...”

Then Su Mentor's jade hands covered his mouth, in a pair of wonderful eyes is also shocked. How did this boy resist the pressure of the Fifty Dings and stand up?