Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

On the other side of Changsu Island, in a giant square, tens of thousands of martial artists gather here.

Entering the Orange Sea to practice as an escort not only has the opportunity to consult with the geniuses of the 13th Palace, but also has different rewards when they “kill” or even "injure”.

Those rewards are already very good rewards for these martial artists.

However, this round of payroll inheritance has come to an end, and you can only wait for the next one if you want to join the practice again.

“The last round was one hundred and sixty-first opponents… shouldn't it be over? ”

“Well, it's not a 200 integer, it's supposed to be a tail number, but now we have two fighters on our own! ”

“If I'm right, these two should be extraordinary, or superb! That's why I let them take part in the trial alone...”

“Excellent? Just two Birth and Death Warriors. I'm afraid the Birth and Death Kid won't even pass our first round of practice!” The fighters in this giant square, through Shingui, can similarly observe Rosen and Ian Xin.

The first round of companionship in his mouth refers to the eleventh round of trials of the Luo Xuan response, and also because these fighters have only been involved in fantasy space since the eleventh round, and those who were eliminated in the first ten rounds have no chance of encountering these fighters.

“Anyway, let's take a look at the performance of the brothers in this round...”

These tens of thousands of fighters are also tightly divided, so they will send more powerful fighters to battle in each of the next rounds.

In fantasy space, those martial artists have rushed towards Luo Zheng and Ian Xin.

It is naturally impossible to extinguish these warriors under the sword, as before. After all, they are all living opponents, with different judgments from each other, either fleeing, or attacking, or aggressively, or desperately...

Ultimately, however, the cultivation of these martial arts remains limited, ranging from seven to eight.

This fix is certainly two or three times higher than the Rohin, but with the promotion of the Rohin, these fighters can no longer pose a substantial threat to the Rohin!

“Phew Phew...”

Thunderstorm, a few swords fly out of the Phantom Sword!

“Ah…”

Those swordlights killed four people in an instant, but the other thirteen did their part, avoiding the sharp swordlights of Rosenfeld.

Although the projection of this fantasy space will not die, everything of the warrior is preserved in this fantasy space, so even the pain is preserved...

“Kill him! ”

“Break the moon! ”

“Blue Sword Method! ”

All kinds of weapons greet Loren.

But the figure of Luo Zheng just moved suddenly, the whole person was like a ghost charm, standing behind thirteen people, then he held the thunderstorm ghost sword over his head, slightly crossed!

“Ghosts… shadows! ”

“Phew Phew...”

Thirteen phantom shadows burst out of Rosen's sword!

This is also the first time Luo Xuan has practiced this phantom in action!

Each phantom has its own way of attacking, rushing towards different people...

In an instant, the thirteen phantom shadows tore these warriors to pieces and kicked them out of their dream space...

The more than 4,000 martial artists of the 13th Palace, fortunately, quite a few of them have gone through eleven rounds of trials. Although the martial artists will be relatively troublesome to deal with, the difficulty is not so great. It is simply a tacit surprise that Luo used this ghost to kill these martial artists at an extremely rapid rate.

As for the tens of thousands of martial artists on the other side of Long Su, one of them stared at the scene.

Rosen and Ian Xin participated in the Dream Space Trial alone, and they also understood that they were bound to have their own special features.

But Luo Xuan lives and dies, where can he go in a special way?

One sword, killing thirteen warriors two or three times taller than him… The warriors in the giant square, which houses tens of thousands of people, were very quiet at this time, and they were all silent.

“I finally understand the power of the top geniuses in the alliance...”

“Besides, the 13th Palace is just a reserve for younger generations. They need to grow up to be truly super geniuses, but they don't know Chunxiang and Ling Yang. Those super demons in these two palaces will probably only be more horrible...”

“Hmm, we can definitely snipe this kid down! ”

It is the self-esteem of all men. Besides, these fighters are just less genius than the 13th Palace. They are also at the core of the great holy places. How can they tolerate being so easily exterminated by the Loren?

This kid passed the 11th round, and the 12th round, this time they are going to pick the strongest fighter out of the 2nd group of fighters to snipe Luo Xin!

These warriors see the fighting power of Luo Zheng, but not those of the palace owners, including the Sunset Realm, who see the phantoms...

“How the hell did this sign work?” A palace lord asked in a grumpy face.

The Thunderstorm Phantom Sword from Shaw Dao still had a certain fame, and the sunset realm master also said a bit strangely: “Isn't this phantom only listed three ways? ”

“This guy chopped 13 times at once. Is there a problem with this sword or is there a problem with this guy?” Another palace master is also confused.

However, the cloud fell and smiled. “Naturally, there is a human problem. The Phantom Mind Law is still taught to Luo Zheng by Shao Dao himself. In that time, Shao Dao himself could only list three ways. The devil knows how this little guy made so many phantom shadows...”

The faces of the palace owners were confused and they didn't know how to judge Rosen for a while.

As for Ian Xin...

When the warriors on the other side of Long Su Island entered this fantastic space and saw that their opponent was actually a woman, and that she was a beautiful and flowery woman, they were all a little stunned.

Most martial artists, however, behave normally, but some individual martial artists are unclean.

Genius women in the 13th Palace are kind of the highest for them. Anyway, if they die in this fantasy space, they die. However, they are just kicked out. They are lighter on the mouth and occupy a good price.

However, they don't know that even though they won't die here, Ian Heart can make them worse off than dead!

When Ian Xin lifted the blue sword slightly, it shook with another frequency...

Just as Ian's heart shook with a sword, a corrugation invisible to the naked eye spread along that sword! Earlier, Ian Xin had been dealing with the first ten rounds with this method, but this time, the sword vibrated more frequently and the technique was more special.

Under this vibration, the more than ten fighters also rushed to Aian Min. Some fighters were not even willing to fight well, but thought about Aian Min itself...

But none of them could get close to Ian Xin, the fastest martial artist, two feet away from Ian Xin.

The next thing they know, they feel their heart beating freakishly, and then their breathing starts to break down, making the whole body difficult to control.

Then came a severe pain from their fields!

Generally, pain passes beyond the limits of the flesh, and the flesh will have a self-protection mechanism, but they remain awake under the vibration of the Iron Heart's sword!

It's like giving a prisoner a constant sentence and pouring cold water to wake him up!

At this time, they really want to “die” quickly. If they die, they can leave this dream space. If they die, there will be no pain...

Ian Xin seemed a little heartless, but offending her fighters was bound to have no good results.

Nor does she now compete with Rosen, but in a very minimal state, she manages the pain of these fighters and gives them a clearer taste of the punishment of life than death.

10 breaths, 20 breaths, 30 breaths...

Only thirty breaths, for these dozen fighters, are as long as they have been for centuries.

At this time, the voice of the old man in cloth outside the palace came from a gentle voice: "Ian Xin, stop...”

The cloth elderly had to be dissuaded. After all, these guys were also the companions invited by the 13th Palace, so torturing them was not good after all.

“Huh!”

Ian Xin's sword tip was gently drawn and turned out hard. The long black hair fell along her chest, waist, and over her legs, and the tail of the long hair spread in a spiral. She then pushed the sword onto the platform, and the other finger bounced gently on the sword, and the sword sounded gently.

“…”

All the fighters on the platform, at this moment, burst into a bloody mist.