Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

After entering the palace, Luo Zheng just two steps forward, a white fighter clogged in front of Luo Zheng, holding his hands and measuring Luo Zheng uncontrollably.

“Yo, look at the realm of God! I'm curious. How did you get in?” That white-faced martial artist stopped in front of Rosen. Hey, smile.

Luo Zheng measured this man at a glance, and judging by the true yuan fluctuations coming from this guy, this person's strength should be in the early days of Shendan Realm.

“Out of the way,” Rozheng said coldly.

He came here to participate in the peripheral trials, and he didn't want to cause trouble. Besides, this is the territory of the World Alliance of Commerce. It is impossible for the World Alliance of Commerce to do anything here.

“Tsk,” the white-faced martial artist shook his head, "not a big temper yet, tell me, how did you pass the ex-magnetic stone test? ”

Luo Zheng's forehead slightly wrinkled, a glimmer of helplessness appeared in his eyes, where he could meet someone who was in trouble with himself, he thought about it and then smiled slightly on his face: “Do you want to know? ”

“I said I was curious, didn't you have ears?” The white-faced martial artist's eyebrows flashed.

Luo Zheng glanced at the person and said, “You are curious about you, how can I pass the test of Yuan Magnetic Stone, it is none of your business? ”

It was really funny to hear the words of Rosen, and the martial arts around him laughed for a while, and a kandan realm was played like this by a martial arts man in the divine realm.

But as the object of the trick, of course, the white-faced martial artist could not laugh. He was originally a sickly face, his face was white. In the laughter of many martial artists, his white face was stained with an unusual tidal red.

“You...” The white-faced martial artist's teeth rattled, and he had to do it with his eyes.

Luo Zheng was as usual, staring faintly at the white-faced martial artist as a crocodile lurking in a deep pool.

In addition to understanding the power of the nine laws of origin of the upper realm, Luo Zheng also allowed his soul to enter the realm of the war spirit. More importantly, during the last two months, he borrowed the Dragon Clan Refining Chamber and swallowed up that drop of dragon essence blood, as well as ten drops of dragon blood, and after repairing it into a sudden and rapid progress, his strength also made a lot of progress.

Especially Mansha Life and Death Wheel, a holy class technique, was cultivated to the third level by Luo Xuan.

When Luo Xuan cultivated to the first floor, he easily defeated the extraordinary, and by then Luo Xuan was still a natural spirit. Now Luo Xuan has entered the divine realm triple, his strength is more abrupt and advanced. He appeared in the dragon rising stage. As for Kang Yun of the Bloodwood Cliff, by his understanding of the laws of space, Luo Xuan only punched Kang Yunfei into serious injury.

If the white-faced martial artist wants to do it, he can seize the opportunity to review his strength.

So Rosen stared calmly at the white-faced martial artist, but all parts of his body had been tightened quietly, and his momentum was ready, just waiting for the guy in front of him to do it.

Unfortunately, at this moment when the white-faced martial artist wanted to do it, a deacon from the World Alliance of Commerce came out and warned with a black face: "Do it here and disqualify the peripheral test immediately! Get out of Apocalypse! ”

Hearing the deacon's warning, this white-faced martial artist's face changed from time to time and was already eligible for a peripheral test. Naturally, he did not want to be expelled from it, but had to endure it first!

He pointed at Rosen's tip and bit his teeth and said, "You wait! In the perimeter, I'll make you miserable. ”

“I hope so," Rozen said coldly.

Whether it's a peripheral trial or an inner race, Rosenberg needs to be greeted with the best state, so today Rosenberg has not made any concessions, he needs to adjust his mind to the strongest state!

Seeing that Rosenzon did not retreat at all, and that he was confident, there were some accidents with other warriors watching the liveliness. Is it possible that this triple player is really sure to fight with the warriors of the early days of Shendan? Or does he have something on the bottom of the box?

The central domain is so large, with a population of 10 billion, and the martial arts are billions. It is not surprising that the so-called forest has any kind of bird, and that more than a billion martial arts have several special physical qualities, or strangely gifted martial arts.

However, there are only a few such speculators. The vast majority of martial artists still do not care about Luo Zheng. Most martial artists think that Luo Zheng is just a little guy in the divine realm. He will only die faster if he is so arrogant. It is impossible to pass the peripheral test. After being eliminated, he will face the trouble of the white-faced martial artist. This guy is simply looking for a way to die.

At this point, the front row of the palace came in a middle-aged martial artist in a brown coat, and you understood that the peripheral trial should begin, and that everyone's attention was diverted from Rosen's body.

The middle-aged fighter said in a moderate voice: "On behalf of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, I feel privileged to be participating in the martial arts convention organized by my Shanghai Chamber of Commerce not far from here. ”

The World Alliance of Commerce is well worth doing business with, is to hold martial arts congress, it is also very good to say, and because of this, the World Alliance of Commerce cages a number of strong independent fighters, some of whom are no worse powerful than the lords of the Four Pine Sects!

“Congratulations on your successful enrollment, and the next step is to enter the peripheral trials, in which we will eventually select three people to enter the inner race," the middle-aged martial artist announced.

“Only three entered the inner race? A little troublesome...”

“Hundreds of people compete for three seats, and the odds are too small! ”

“Hey, one of those spots is destined for me. ”

The mindset of these fighters can be seen in the hearts and minds of these fighters, who are immediately distinguished by the minds of their martial arts, when only three places have been heard.

Some worry that there are too few places, and it is difficult to stand out from hundreds of martial arts, but others are confident, identify themselves as one of these three, and others are deeply motivated, but calculate the probability of obtaining a quota!

The expression on each face is also different, with expectations, caution, caution and anxiety.

If one looks at Rosenfeld's face at this time, one finds that Rosenfeld's eyes have been occupied by an obsessive belief, a belief that must prevail.

Peripheral trials open every day before the finals open, so three people qualify to break into the finals every day.

If Luo Xuan can't even get the first place in the peripheral trial, then he doesn't have to go to the inner race at all. After all, he is going to kill Simon Ling! Sima Ling is in the middle of the realm of Shendan, and has the same purple polar clitoris as Luo Yan, and is also a person cultivated by Choi Wei, the degree of difficulty is known.

So this is just the first step.

“Let me tell you more about the rules of the peripheral exam…” The middle-aged martial artist then began to talk about the rules of the peripheral exam with a bright voice. His voice was clear and his voice was moderate, and the 400 martial artists quietly listened to the rules carefully.

There is a word "test” in the peripheral test. It is actually an assessment, not just a battle, but an ultra-large illusion array assessment arranged by the World Alliance of Commerce.

The magnitude of this illusion array far exceeds the illusion array that Luo Zheng had seen before. Compared to the illusion array that he had seen in Qingyun Sect, it was a pediatric.

The middle-aged fighter spent half a column of incense detailing the rules, then took a step towards the side and unveiled the screen hanging from the wall of the palace as soon as he reached out.

“The rules are clear, gentlemen. You may enter the Phantom Formation!” The middle-aged martial artist smiled and added: “Good luck! ”

Beyond that screen is the entrance to this huge phantom array, a dark entrance without any light. Many of the martial artists who took part in the peripheral trials entered from the entrance and disappeared one after the other.

The last time Luo Xuan arrived, he was also ranked last. Before entering, the middle-aged martial artist noticed Luo Xuan. After noticing Luo Xuan's modification, the middle-aged martial artist's face was also full of surprises, but quickly smiled and said to Luo Xuan: "Good luck. ”

“Well, thank you,” he replied quietly and then went into the illusion formation.

Middle-aged martial artists only touched their noses. I thought it was a ghost. The peripheral trials have been held for so many days. Even the ultimate martial artists are rare. How can a triple martial artist suddenly emerge? And this middle-aged warrior clearly feels the confidence of Rosen! Is he going to advance to the finals?

After entering this illusion array, Rosen found herself in a white space, and the surrounding scenery still revealed a little bit.

Surrounded by a green grassland, along with the grassland, is a three-person tower with the words "Rosen" written on it, and a bowman with a long bow standing on it!

“This illusion, the design is interesting," a smile appeared on Rosen's face.