Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

As a divine sea power, the speed of the response of this magic tsunami is not unreasonably unpleasant. It is only at this moment that the black arrow penetrates his ghost cane that his crusty body is twisted from an incredible angle!

“Pfft, pfft! ”

Three black arrows penetrated the enormous body of the Magic Tsunami in an instant, but under the twist of the Magic Tsunami, three black arrows penetrated through his right shoulder and thigh, and one of the black arrows passed through his chest, but followed his heart.

Throughout the front and back, six small blood holes, but this kind of damage is not fatal for a huge demon!

But this situation is also extremely dangerous!

You know, of the three black arrows of Rosen, two were fired at the head and heart of the Magic Wave. If he hadn't twisted his body at the last moment, the Magic Wave would have become a corpse by now!

Fortunately, the three black arrows were avoided, and a hint of fear appeared on the whizzing face, while the gaze looked over at the source of the three arrows, and the angry color appeared on the face.

“Humans… and just the first saints of war, the man who fired such horrible three arrows, definitely from the Purple Heart Holy Land, where did he come from?” The magic whistle stared at Rosen.

The smoking around Luo Zheng also covered his mouth, and looked at Luo Zheng and stained a hint of awe. She had a lot of contact with Luo Zheng in the tower of sin. She was well aware of the potential of Luo Zheng, but with three arrows, she was able to harm the magic people's divine sea power, which was inevitably a bit out of the ordinary.

More importantly, Ling Yan can also see that those three arrows almost took the life of the magic tsunami...

“Humanity boy, that's good, you can hurt me if you do it!” The magic whistle faintly says, "I give you a chance to challenge me and crush you to death! ”

In anger, the whistle even abandoned the blue ice, and at this moment he gathered the flames of the bear together, and the giant body rushed towards Ross at an incredible speed.

Above Heavenly Feather Holy Land, the wars of the Demon Nation and the Demonic Night Saints stopped fighting. Apparently, they were also surprised by the three black arrows that had just been ejected by Luo Zheng, but when they saw the tsunami rushing towards Luo Zheng, the face of the Demon War Saint appeared with a smile.

Although the black arrow in the hands of this ethnic boy is weird, after all, it is only a first-degree battle holy, causing their magic tsunami ancestors, purely looking for death!

The body of the Magic Tsunami is like a rapidly flying hill, covered towards the Rohin, forming an ever-expanding shadow along the sun, covering the body of Rohin.

At this moment, there is no escape, and the eyes are full of certainty.

“Rosen?” Ling Yan saw that Luo Zheng could not escape. She was in a hurry, although she knew that Luo Zheng could not escape even if he wanted to, so that he could not escape from the hands of the great power of the Divine Sea!

Who knows, Luo Zheng just softly drinks to Ling Cigarette: “Ling Cigarette, back off! ”

At the same time, the power of dragon scales in Rose's body is beginning to spin wildly.

1,000, 2,000, 3,000, 4,000, 5,000!

Limit!

This divine sea state called the Magic Tsunami is powerful, it does not use the field, it should be for the reason that it despises itself, about feel that there is no need to open the field against a beginner war holy.

This is an opportunity for Rosen.

For as long as he is not embroiled in the realm of divine sea power, Rosen is almost invincible in this great thousand worlds, it is imperative that he put all his strength into the light enemy of each other!

“Ha ha! A little first-order saint, you don't have to flash. You have courage!” It's a little strange to see Rosen standing still like a mountain, but more angry! How dare this little war saint challenge himself? “But the price of this courage is to beat you to dust! ”

After that, Magic Tsunami's thick arm swelled like a leg, just flashing a bronze fist, half the size of Rose's body!

“Die, little man!” The magic whistle grinned and said that the Hong Kong dollar in his fist burst suddenly and the fist fell towards the inescapable sign.

Luo glanced quietly, but the power in his hand was also like a tidal wave, pouring into his fist, he also waved a punch, but with a strange smile on his face.

When I saw Rosen's smiling face, I also had a slight hesitation in the whistle of magic. The kid didn't look like a lunatic, but knowing that he was going to die, he would still show such a smile, which must have been fraudulent.

But in the proverb of the devil, there is a saying, and the cunning wolf is no match for the mightier hunter!

With an absolute power advantage, this kid's trick is nothing but an air pavilion and he can't make it!

But just after a big, small and two fists against each other, the situation changed terribly, people saw the flesh on the giant fist of the magic tsunami, instantly opened numerous cracks, at the same time, the bone on the whole fist began to turn into a little particle, at the same time, his vein on the arm like a leg was also a burst, the whole block of muscle under the impact of enormous force, was hard born to peel off from his arm!

“Clicking, clicking...”

The bone on that hand began to break in layers, but even after it broke, the horrible force in Rosenfeld's fist still played a role, and the small piece of bone began to differentiate, and the real cracking became a little powdered...

One punch, directly smashing the right hand of the Magic Tsunami into a powder!

And because of the tremendous reaction of this punch, the Magic Tsunami flew backwards...

The whole sky above Heavenly Feather Holy Land is dead silence, and who can imagine that a divine sea can compete with a first-order battle holy, but eventually fail?

And this divine sea power still prides itself on being a Demon Nation. It is the ancestor of the Magic Tsunami in the Fire Demon Holy Land!

Wasn't this moment more than a horrific moment when you pulled away dozens of strokes of smoke from Rosenberg? At this moment, Ling Smoke's eyes are already a dull colour, and she remembers the title of Rosen on the tablet of talent in the Tower of Sin.

Celestial, golden celestial...

Although she was not clear that there were many seals on the tablet of talent, in addition to the golden celestial spot, and silver and bronze seals, smoking gave rise to a ridiculous and precise premonition, and that seal was, I'm afraid, within the realm and rarely available to anyone!

“Rosen! That boy is Rosenfeld!” A demonic battle holy seemed to discover a new continent and suddenly roared.

The vast majority of the demonic warfare saints present have not seen Luo Zheng, but a small number of the demonic warfare saints left the tower of sin, cultivated to break the peak of the war dignity and become a holy and powerful man of war.

These holy warriors just now did not dare to determine the identity of Rosen. Although this figure is familiar, according to the intelligence of the Double Demon Holy Land, Rosen has long since left the Sea God mainland.

At this time, someone finally recognized Rosen's identity!

“Rosen! The one in the tower of sin! ”

“Our enemies of the Twin Devils' Holy Land! ”

“He was only a junior warrior a year ago! Now he's a holy warrior! ”

“But a warrior of the holy ranks, how can you defeat the Tsunami ancestors! ”

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of the warrior saints of the Demon Nation are truly abundant. At the time, Luo Qing was able to drive the Demon Nation out of the Tower of Sin, because the powerful men of the Double Demon Holy Land were unable to enter the Cursed Land. But now, Luo Qing does not rely on the Tower of Sin, but rather stands upright in the Heavenly Feather Holy Land to challenge his ancestors.

But beneath this punch is the abolition of one arm of the Magic Tsunami ancestors, and Rosen looks like a fine person. This reality is completely unacceptable in the holy heart of many demonic warfare!

In contrast to this struggle, many of the demonic Night Warlords, who had been in despair, seemed to see hope at the moment when they saw the sign. Although the sign was nothing more than a saint of war, the scene just now showed the power of the sign enough to be their hope.