Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

All the fighters on Long Su Island grabbed every breath and realized the sword in this cloud.

At this time, swordsmiths have a natural advantage, because they have been accompanied by swords throughout their lives, and are naturally much faster to understand than other fighters.

However, once the situation is said, it is the path of the common path, other swordsmen with knives and guns will certainly not let go of this opportunity to feel each sword in the sword cloud with dedication.

Luo Zheng stood still and looked up at the sky. After a moment of stunning, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.

“I see why it is so difficult to control my sword after it has been honed...”

“Because this sword… is the sword of a wrecking vessel, a sword that must be killed, when stabbing out this sword, there is no need to care about anything, including your own life! ”

“Such extreme swordsmanship requires such extreme swordsmanship...”

When I think of it, Rosenberg feels a bit of flair!

Normal martial artists understand swordsmanship, or practice kung fu, and the first stage is mastery. Only by mastering the power that belongs to them can this power be released. So the practice of martial arts is a gradual step, constant step-by-step control of their own methods, the more skilled they are, the stronger the power they release...

It's just that Heavenly Sword has directly saved the first step, so the sword spreads out, it doesn't need to be controlled, because the sword has abandoned everything...

“This sword of heaven is called the heaven that can be with the true God, that is, can you only do it if you abandon everything to hurt the true God?” He murmured.

If Yijian Tianzhen stood beside Luo Zhen and heard Luo Zheng say such words, perhaps he would be very comforted, just a young man who had just set foot in the divine sea, but could deduce this idea with his technique, enough to impress Yijian Tianzhen.

In the face of this thick sword cloud, Luo Zheng had already been baptized with the sword of Yijian Heavenly Venerable, he understood much faster than the other warriors.

On Changsu Island, there was silence...

No one would waste even one breathing time while the sword clouds were floating.

A time……

Ten hours…

Two days…

Three days later, that sword cloud diminished and revealed a pale purple sky, the glorious colour of the ocean waters of the Orange Sea mapping the azure sky.

Until this sword cloud dissipates clean, there will be an unexpected look from the warrior.

Whoever understands under this sword cloud will reap a great reward!

“Alas, I am not a sword repair, I just feel this sword, I feel I have gained a lot, you sword repair is really lucky this time!” A martial artist sighed.

And the other fighter, with the sword in his hand, still stood still, his heart could not be restored, as the fighter just said, his understanding was indeed quite profound!

“Ten percent, this sword of divinity, I have only learned ten percent, but even if it is the only spirit, it will be of great benefit to my sword!” The martial artist smiled.

The amount of understanding depends on your enlightenment, and the depth of your own understanding of swordsmanship swordsmanship. The deeper you understand, the more you naturally understand!

Those palace owners, who also had a faint smile on their face, were made far stronger than the martial artists of the thirteenth palace, and this time happened to encounter this cloud of swords, and their harvest was natural.

“But who the hell made this sword cloud? Why are all the words on the stone walls destroyed?” A palace lord asked in wonder.

It is important to know that these words of the Lord of the Sword have been here for countless years. There are also countless sword builders who crawl here to understand the mysteries, but for millions of years, no one has been able to break the mysteries. Why did the mysteries naturally reveal themselves during the period inherited from the wage fire?

At a time when many palace principals were confused, the cloud's eyes quietly fell on Luo Zheng. Before participating in the payroll inheritance, Luo Zheng said that he seemed to see some white swordshadows, and then took several hours before entering the payroll inheritance. Is this blade cloud because of Luo Zheng?

And at this point, the old man in clothing's eyes also fell on Rosenberg, “Rosenberg, you were here until the fireworks passed on? ”

Originally, these palace owners had forgotten this little detail. After this firework inheritance was opened, many martial artists began to enlighten the law stone engraving through the Qing Pool, which seemed to be a few hours late?

The old man in clothes said that, and Ian Xin remembered...

Seeing everyone staring at themselves so suspiciously, Luo Zheng's face revealed a helpless color. Although he absorbed those white swordshadows, the sword cloud really had nothing to do with him!

At a time when people were wondering, not far away, the two dressed God's Extreme Warriors suddenly emitted two powerful moments, and they already had two more swords in their hands!

Although these two fighters are in the extreme realm of God, after all, their gifts belong to ordinary people and cannot be spoken on the same day as the fighters of the 13th Palace, so the weapons in their hands are also very ordinary, two long swords from three classes, the weapons of the vast majority of the fighters of the 13th Palace are far more than the weapons of both of them.

They stayed here for tens of thousands of years, especially the man named Wu Chen. The long sword in his hand went through tens of thousands of years, and the sword was already covered with speckled cracks.

Sword practitioners tend to love their swords...

Under the tens of thousands of years of topsight, even the artifact inevitably shows rust. Every once in a while, this Chen Wuzhu wants to sharpen his sword, but under this sharpening, a crack is created, which is a rotten broken sword!

But such a broken sword attracted the attention of the people. They felt a very powerful momentum in the sword of Chen Wuzheng!

Then the man named Wu Chen stabbed a sword at the boulder...

“A sword! ”

The audience has been enlightened for such a long time, and the smell of this motion is incredibly familiar, and someone called it out on the spot.

“This old man… at least 30% understood the sword of Yi Gon!” A palace lord called.

These palace principals, by virtue of their cultivation and talents, have learned a lot, but the vast majority are only 10% to 20%.

How can this martial artist in the extreme realm of God understand 30%?

Some palace lords are inevitably a little uncomfortable. A god like this is far less gifted or cultivated than they are. Why are there more spirits than they are?

But they don't want to think, this old man Chen sat here for 60,000 years, and threw his 60,000 years of life here. Almost felt the hidden circumstances of Yijian Tianzhen's words all his life!

After all, it took so many years of enlightenment. After all, there was no waste. Chen Wu and Na Xu Wu gained more understanding in the sword cloud than those of the palace owners, even more than those of the Sunset Realm!

“Phew--”

A sharp voice burst out from the tip of Chen Wu's sword!

This sword, although only Yijian heavenly revered the three-pronged rhyme of the sword, is powerful at this stage relative to the extreme realm of God, to a terrible extent.

The boulder, penetrated directly by this sword, left only a thin crack like a finger...

Soon afterwards, this rock, bigger than the mountains, collapsed suddenly, and the entire boulder turned into a slap-sized gravel, rolling and falling from around the boulder.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wuzhi's eyes wet, tears...

In fact, thousands of years after he stayed here, he knew that his whole life would be hopeless.

Just like the overwhelming majority of the fighters left to enlighten, they know despair and can only be desperate because there is no turning back!

The vast majority did not persevere, and a very small number of people were expelled as a result of the expropriation of the Orange Sea boundary, eventually leaving behind those with the names of Chen Wu and Xu Wu, who remained here begging for nothing.

They don't expect it anymore, they just wait quietly for Heavenly Man to fade, waiting for Shou Yuan to reach the end, waiting for the day of death, but this day did not come.