Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

This Blue Shirt Martial Artist is in shock!

Feeling the power that erupted behind him, he drew ten with one hand and flew three long swords around him!

These three swords come in different colors, one gold, one silver, one copper!

The surface of all three swords is engraved with beautiful lines, and the shape is very eye-catching!

The black sword previously broken by Luo Zheng was given to himself by the young master of the Ji family, and the three gold and silver bronze swords are his common sword. The three swords have been following him for many years and have been connected with his heart!

These three golden and silver copper swords fly out, and each other is remotely echoed, starting to spin rapidly!

“Hoo-hoo...”

Under the constant rotation of the three swords, a gold and silver copper tri-colored tornado was scraped up next to the Blue Shirt Warrior!

“Sanyue Hang! ”

After the formation of this tornado, a fierce wind blew like a dragon strangling towards the rear of the dragon!

But Luo Zheng's figure is like a sword, no need to flash, go straight into it!

“Table…”

The three colored swords hidden in the tornado were hanging on him, but a sound of gold and iron was heard!

Luo Zheng does not need a body armor. His body is comparable to an artifact grade body guard treasure. Although sharp, how can he manage Luo Zheng?

The only thing that is more troublesome is his clothes. Under this strangulation, the blue cloth on Rosen's body is torn into strips and then crushed. However, this is not the first time Rosen has encountered this situation. Basically soon Rosen will have to change his clothes...

So Luo Zheng forcibly passed through these three colored tornadoes and went straight to the Blue Shirt Warrior, his hands as if they were lightning!

When the Blue Shirt Warrior saw that he could not escape, he turned around and popped a golden pill in his hand, crushing it suddenly!

“Hmm, you think you can get my fantasy point... dream! My dreams are collected for the owners of the city! Ha-ha-ha...”

When he heard this, Rosenfeld's face revealed a slight confusion. Now all he had to do was kill this man and get half of his fantasy point. Why didn't he get it?

After seeing the Blue Shirt Warrior crush the golden pill, a fierce outburst of power erupted from the golden pill, a huge breath coming from the golden pill!

“Boom! ”

If it doesn't look right, Luo Zheng is heading back fast!

Dozens of feet away from this Blue Shirt Martial Artist!

After a breath, the golden pill suddenly broke, and a fine line of hair spread from it!

Each of these thunderbolts is as small as a hair silk, but spreads out, spreading like a dense, numb root towards the outside, completely covering the 10-length range around the Blue Shirt Warrior and turning it into a giant lightning ball!

Seeing the power of this golden pill, Rosenfeld's eyelids can't stop jumping!

“The power of this golden pill is terrifying! ”

If Luo was only involved, I'm afraid he would be torn apart by this horrible bloody thunder at this moment!

Though the Fantasy Battlefield doesn't really crash, I'm afraid I'm going to lose half my Fantasy Points... if it wasn't for Fantasy Battlefield, wouldn't I really crash?

In addition to a chill in his heart, Luo Zheng is also thinking about what the Blue Shirt Martial Art said before he died, and he can't get his fantasy points?

According to the rules of this fantasy battlefield, even suicide loses half of its fantasy points. Just like the warrior who was killed by the rat in the wilderness before, the fantasy points explode and gather together, turning into a yellow group of light, all you need to do is absorb them!

But what Rosen didn't expect was that after the death of this Blue Shirt fighter, a huge number of fantasy points did erupt!

That dense numbness has twice as many Dream Points as Luo Xuan killed Dragon Birds! That means this Blue Shirt Warrior alone has at least 200,000 fantasy spots!

Yet when these yellow fantasy lights erupted, they did not enter the sign because this man was not killed by the sign!

Not only that, these fantastic lights are heading toward the Castle!

“What's going on? ”

Rosenfeld's face was shocked...

Could this city owner change the rules of this fantasy battlefield?

That's impossible!

Above the walls, the guards the city owner had set up did not come forward.

None of the Blue Shirt fighters are enemies of Luo Zheng. They can only rush out of town to deliver food to Luo Zheng...

But the guards' faces, with a smile on their faces, stared at Rosen, seemed to mock Rosen's childishness.

As for the fighters of all kinds at the gates of the city, their faces are different, they obey the “owner of the city” and naturally refuse to tell the reason for the sign.

Floating at a height off the ground, Luo Zheng looked at the scene with an eyebrow, and saw the number of fantasy points disappear, and Luo Zheng was helpless!

In an instant, Luo Zheng's gaze flashed and flew along the walls of the city!

The so-called owner of the city must have more than one person, one side of the city is huge, and his own affairs here may not be spread. At this time, he is looking for the next target, that is, the owner of the city's other people...

The dense, numb yellow light drifted all the way into the Castle and eventually into a residential compound southwest of the Castle.

All the fighters in the fantasy battlefield are desperate to kill each other. Either they compete with the fighters for their fantasy points, or they kill all kinds of vicious beasts in the wilderness...

But this mansion is very quiet!

A little snowflake looks like a weightless cotton flock and gently drifts down.

Under the sun, these snowflakes are naturally man-made...

In fact, close to the entrance of the courtyard, you can feel the cold cold, and the ordinary martial artists know that it is not appropriate to stay here for long, and they all carefully retreat.

In the courtyard, the snow has been laid on a thick floor, standing in the courtyard, like in the middle of winter, giving people a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

A woman in a light purple veil held a palm-sized handkerchief in the corner of a snow-covered courtyard.

This handkerchief does not draw pictures, but is filled with dense and numb words, but it is a novel in time...

The entire atlas, the 100,000 great realms, the martial arts occupy an absolute dominant position, and to be honest, it is heavy and light language.

Readers can only be the end of human beings here, insignificant beings, and their figure does not exist in the mainstream culture of any race.

However, in the past few years, there has been a wave of time novels in the upper realm...

Instead of saying that the status of the reader has improved, the poetry and songs and other things are still not popular among the martial artists, but rather the novels of all kinds of ghost spirit are very popular.

The reason is still on Rosen...

His stories over the years, though annoying to many martial artists, eventually aroused interest when some martial artists listened to them.

But after all, Luo Zheng is also to practice, and the story is also told for the mysterious girl. Everyone is just a bystander. If the mysterious girl leaves the customs office, everyone can still listen beside each other. It is a role as a bystander, but if Luo Zheng doesn't talk about the book, everyone won't listen to it.

But in the atlas, there are many spirits, and mortals are more numerous than ants, and in truth culture, these powerful people who stand at the top of the pyramid are not as good as mortals.

Just a little inquiry, spending a real stone is enough to buy into the mountains of time novels, even employing hundreds of storytellers, painting colorful books in their ears every day, but it has become the most fashionable thing among the martial arts in recent years.

Even because of this, some mortals rise to the height of the boat, such as a scribe named Zhang XIII in a small city belonging to a six-point holy place in the mindless realm of the gods.

This 13th story is composed by himself. At the time of the book, whether emotional or divine, it was pinched very well. It was appreciated by one of the martial artists in the holy place. Then, the 13th status festival climbed and is said to have triggered the seizure of two holy places...

It was amazing among mortals that the thirteen thousand and eleven million shou dans were later given, hundreds of years of extra shou yuan, and some of the smaller lords of mortals feared not to be treated in the same way.

But in general, all readers want to thank one person, that is Rosen!

If he hadn't used the roaring order to pour his story into the minds of many warriors, it would have attracted the interest of some warriors and wouldn't have sparked this cycle...