Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Looking at Meng Tian's glorious color, everyone's heart flashed a thought, this guy is really crazy!

Faced with the madness of Meng Tian, Ling Yan several people constantly retreated, as did Luo Zheng.

In this way, Meng Tian is always under the illumination of the glowing dead light!

Although it belongs to the periphery of Grunge Cave and is very far from the scorpion beast, the power of Grunge Dead Light is far from being blocked by the highest battle honor.

Besides, Meng Tian didn't even run the body guard yuan under this crazy state. He just wanted to fight against Luo Zheng, even the three spiritual stations in the body burned, where does he care about his life? Meng Tian had no intention of surviving!

Luo Zheng retreated extremely fast, and the crowd was also close to Luo Zheng. As for Meng Tian, when he rushed out of the secret passage of hiding, under the illumination of Xuan Zheng light, the skin of the whole body began to be burned by Xuan Zheng light!

As he continued to rush under, his skin was burned by a layer, even the flesh and blood, the original crusty body was a little smaller, and that big face, which had an incomparably violent breath, eventually revealed its face, like a skeleton!

“Ahhh...”

In Meng Tian's painful growl, his offense also grew fierce, and he broke into the orange yellow mask once.

At this moment, Rosen's gaze flashed and the long sword in her hand suddenly collapsed!

“Styleless! ”

The lack of style is not really without style, it is just that the development of style is completely controlled by Luo Zheng, send and receive freely!

The sword of Luo Zheng is a tremendously frightening force, the sword roared out, and the front hit Meng Tian's fistman.

“Giggle, giggle...”

Meng Tian's body has been almost burned by the glowing light. The skin of both hands has disappeared, leaving only a dark hand bone. His fist collided with Rosenfeld's sword, and his bones continue to disintegrate and break!

“Death!”

Luo Zheng did not stop at all, the force of dragon scales burst suddenly in his body, this sword was born to push Meng Tian out of the mask!

Meng Tian leaned back and fell. His pupils were full of frustration and helplessness. He lost almost all of the battle! Like a snowman exposed in a fierce sun, Meng Tian eventually turned into a white bone and fell towards the bottom of the Xuan Plough...

Standing in an orange yellow mask, Luo Xuan glanced down for a few moments. It has to be said that the Demon Nation is indeed a fighting race. Meng Tian's plans are indeed elaborate. Unfortunately, Meng Tian still underestimated the complexity of the Xuan Plough and underestimated his strength.

“Turns out," Smoking stared at the side of the Tower of Sin, "it seems the Demons have long found a secret passage to hide here. ”

The people also slowly moved here, Zhao Yanqin said: "Then the two holy warriors, Tianhui and Heaven Dome, were hiding here to practise, and Mengchong and Tianhu should also be hiding here. ”

Luo Zheng smiled slightly, “You can also arrange to hide here in the future! ”

Whether it's the crab-like ornament on Luoshen's chest, or hidden in this secret passage, it's a viable solution, or the ability of the people and the Demonic Night Nation to send more peak warriors into Xuan Plough.

But there will also be a price to pay for breaking through the underworld, they will never be able to leave the underworld, they will only have a brief activity in the Tower of Sin, and they will return to the underworld once again, unless they can gain some real edge in the underworld, and perhaps open a new path, which is bound to be a difficult one!

Only for the sake of the entire race, it is doomed to be sacrificed.

Once again, Luo Zheng and others returned to the top of the tower of the Tower of Sin, just entering it, they saw that the Night Nation's digital peak warrior was controlled by the Demonic Night Nation and the Nation.

Luo Zheng faintly swept away the peak battle dignity of the Night Clan, then said faintly: “Night Clan, it is time to clean up too. ”

Six months ago, Luo Xuan deported the Demon Nation, but did not deport the Night Nation, Xuan Mingcao walked, Mengchung found himself so smoothly, also thanks to the Night Bai Nation, not to mention the return of the Demon Nation, the Night Nation is also more determined to stand by the Demon Nation, the Night Nation cannot stay!

The next round of cleansing took place in the Tower of Sin, and all the Night Warriors were cleansed.

All the peak warriors of the Demon Nation were slain by Luo Zheng. Like a storm, it swept the entire Sea God continent. At the same time, Heavenly Feather Holy Land and Purple Heart Holy Land re-entered the state of alert, and the Embankment Demon Nation suddenly went into distress.

After all, all the peak warriors of the Demon Nation have been killed, and the fight against the Double Demon Holy Land is very deadly. After all, these peak warriors are almost all geniuses of their people. Almost all the future strong demon people are born from these peak warriors. This thing is likely to anger the Double Demon Holy Land, causing them to fight back!

Ultimately, however, the Double Demon Holy Land chose silence. They did not have the courage to wage war on the Holy Land. The Demon Nation has lost the Tower of Sin. If confronted with the Demon Night Nation and the Nation, the Nation and the Demon Night Nation will pay a considerable price, but the Demon Nation will never have a head start under severe trauma!

After all, the Demonic Night Nation and the people have firmly held the tower of accusation of sin, so long as it is not exterminated, it can quickly regain its vitality, but the Demon Nation has no such opportunity.

But the demonic compromise is also just a way of prolonging the asthma. The fall of the demonic people who lost the tower of sin is already a doomed end, only sooner or later. As for the demonic subordinate Night Clan, the same situation is faced. The Night Clan does not even have a chance to resist. The Night Clan is good at hiding and assassinating. At most, it is just organizing a few indifferent and itchy assassinations, and really starting a war on the Holy Land, even against the Purple Heart Holy Land, is choking enough.

For the remainder of this time, Luo Xuan still practises in the Tower of Sin, occasionally entering the Cursed Land to communicate with the stars.

As a godless weapon, the power of Star Warrior is unquestionable, but the biggest difficulty is still to elicit the power of the stars. The more stars the conscription elicits, the more horrible the power of Star Warrior becomes, but trying to elicit the power of the stars is not so easy, so when the conscription first practiced Star Warrior elicited a star, the Red Dragon has been silenced!

However, in the next few times, Luo Xuan failed all the time. Failure in martial arts training is a common thing. Luo Xuan did not pay attention to it. When he stepped on martial arts on the first day of Luo Xuan, he understood very clearly that this road was destined to be difficult. Even if he was a man of atmospheric luck, he could not pacify the green clouds. After all, it would take one footprint at a time to get past it. As for eventually being able to get to the peak, it can only be done in heaven, and people planning things!

Three months later, Eagle Meadow, a blue sky with a few white clouds, occasional breezes, the sun, though bright, does not appear intense, laying flat on a lush turf makes people feel tranquil!

Thousands of tents were erected on the grasslands, and several fine ethnic men sat on tall horses and drove their sheep barefoot with half their shoulders.

Since the demon race showed weakness, the demon power has also begun to shrink sharply. The eagle meadow was originally divided into three parts, and the demon, demon and night tribes each occupy one-third of the area, but now the whole eagle meadow has become a real pasture for the people!

The surrounding pastoralists also began to gather slowly to form a small nomadic clan, which also had a presence of martial arts in the nomadic clan, which, if the nomadic clan were to be given a rating, was approximately equivalent to the existence of a second-class sect.

Suddenly dozens of streams of light flew over the sky.

The sheep beneath began to feel the power of the sky spreading down, and the shepherds began to sip and try to gather the sheep together.

A little girl in the ranch looked up at the sky, a pair of lost eyeballs opened the boss, and she was not afraid of the sunshine. After watching for a while, her face suddenly showed excitement. Then she turned her head and ran back, running to the tent not far away and shouting: “Daddy, Daddy, Tutulu, Tutulu, is the true God, here comes the true God! ”

A teenager in the tent suddenly jumped out and heard a little girl screaming. His face was also full of excitement. For two years, that little boy also grew up to be an English teenager!

“God! Where is he?” Tutulu asked excitedly.