Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

In shock, Luo Zheng couldn't help but wipe his eyes with his hands. He wondered if he was mistaken...

The woman wore an apricot yellow background silk satin broken robe, a woven fireworks skirt and dragged the floor to outline her fine figure. There was a cool feeling between the eyebrows, and the whole person's attitude was brilliant...

“Violin… is there something wrong with being in the 43rd place? ”

There was a bitter taste in Luo's mouth, he never thought that Xi Xiaoqin would participate in the fantasy battlefield!

In the beginning, the Creek Violin was only in the realm of Divine Dan!

Although the woman possesses a purple clitoris, she has always refused to practise and even regarded boring cultivation as her greatest enemy.

It can be said that since Rosen met Xi Xiaoqin, she has not practiced well for a day...

How could she stand here?

How can you rank forty-three?

Because of her purple clitoris?

Luo Xuan Baixi can't understand...

Years apart from Xi Xiaoqin, there is also a thought in the heart of Luosheng.

Is this still the sticky little girl?

For a few years, it was more generous to make the creek violin come and go, and there was also a fascinating confidence between the eyebrows. It was already difficult for Rosen to add the memory of her, together with the current creek violin, as if they were not the same person.

“Is the violin in the other two bloody castles? ”

Soon after, I thought I would see Xi Xiaoqin again, and his heart rose in anticipation...

For good reason, it's amazing.

Is it fate, fate, or coincidence that three people have broken into the top 2,500 of the thousand worlds that Luo Xuan came out of?

……

Another bloody castle ahead.

The brook violin clothes drifted under, and the glances filled with nervous colors slipped over the top layer of the pyramid statue.

“On this floor, there are no statues of Rosen...”

“Still no on this level...”

As she circled, her mouth muttered to herself and her face became more and more tense.

At this moment…

A martial artist wearing a gown also flew up and followed Xi Xiaoqin.

The warrior looked extremely young, about twenty years younger, and there was a chill in his eyebrows.

Xi Xiaoqin is measuring these statues, while this martial artist is measuring Xi Xiaoqin...

First layer, second layer, third layer...

As Xi Xiaoqin swept past one layer at a time, the more disappointed the divine color was, and the smaller the mouth was pounding, the less likely it was to find Luo Zheng upwards!

That's when Xi Xiaoqin realized that there was a guy behind her all the time.

She was in a bit of a bad mood, and at this moment she suddenly turned around, and there was an angry color in her bipolar pupils, "You! What are you doing? ”

The martial artist was originally quietly measuring Xi Xiaoqin in the back. He had just entered the bloody castle and was attracted to the special temperament of Xi Xiaoqin, which saved the thought of dating.

But looking at the brook violin seemed to be seriously looking for something, but he didn't say anything, and now suddenly the brook violin drank cold, he was slightly stunned.

Ever since I was a kid, no one dared to blame him like this in person.

Even the Holy Lord, the Realm sees him with courtesy and respect...

Because he is Tao Zi, Da Xuan Lianhua 36 Ye, has reached full completion!

He is the morning wind, in the first half of the first phase of the fantasy battlefield, always put the first guy!

By the time he entered the bloody castle, many martial artists had recognized the morning breeze!

Many people deliberately keep a certain distance from it, and some warriors keep a climbing heart. They also have to deal with the legendary Dao.

However, Xuan Xin Feng's attention has always been focused on Xi Xiaoqin!

Just as the wind was stunned in the morning, Xi Xiaoqin jumped again and stood on the fourth floor of the pyramid under the dancing figure, continuing to search for the statue of Luo Xing.

Xuanxuan morning wind face stunned color existed for only a moment, then disappeared without a trace, looking to the back of Xi Xiaoqin, the interest in the eyes seems to be getting stronger!

And he followed him again, and he said, “What does this girl seem to be looking for? I am Xuanxuan Morning Wind, I can work for you..."

In the atlas, the wind of the morning is probably the most likely to cross the path of heaven. He is destined to make it the protagonist of the great battle, the mighty among his peers!

By his character, he would not have volunteered his name, but the woman did not know herself and was extremely cold, and he was also a little depressed.

But when you hear your name, you should understand...

Xi Xiaoqin stopped and turned his head back to stare at the morning wind, which gave a rather faint expression, and he could almost guess what Xi Xiaoqin would say.

“Are you the morning breeze? ”

“The legendary Daoist of the gods? ”

“ …… ”

In this way, Xuan Chen Feng has heard it countless times, making him very boring.

But speaking from this beautiful woman, it would make him very upset.

…

Xi Xiaoqin's eyes only blinked a few times, frowned and said: “The morning breeze? Who the hell are you? Please don't follow me! ”

She's bored right now. Where's the good tone? Just say it and then head up again!

Xi Xiaoqin doesn't even care about the strong in this atlas, how many heavens, how many realm owners, their relationship, who is the strongest...

Many fighters have discussed it as if it were a few jewels.

And Xi Xiaoqin didn't have any interest in these, she practiced martial arts for so many years, just because the anonymous elderly ignored her sentence.

I can surprise Rosen and be more able to accompany Rosen.

That's good enough. As for the famous Atlantic genius, Morning Wind? Who the hell is he? Xi Xiaoqin doesn't know anything about it.

Many warriors in the pyramid below have also watched the dynamics of the morning wind. Now we see this guy eating, and everyone has some misfortune and joy in their hearts!

“Hey, Xuan, the morning breeze is still like this! ”

“That woman stinks. It's impossible. Haven't you heard of the morning breeze? ”

“I really appreciate that woman, whether she really doesn't know her or pretends not to know her...”

“How is it possible that some women, wanting to capture a warrior who can step on stage two, have not studied the genius in the atlas? ”

The public discourse is extremely low.

However, some of it was introduced into the ears of Xuan Chen Feng.

His face sank slightly, and the shady colour diffused between his eyebrows. Once his eyebrows were twisted, he followed the brook violin again.

In Xuan Chen Feng's dictionary, there is no word for failure.

His presence is a miracle...

Even if he crosses the path of Heavenly Dao and achieves the path of the True God, he will never fail!

This is the power of Taoko!

And this creek violin is so spicy, it stirs up a primitive desire for conquest in his heart!

Xuanxuan morning breeze is not particularly fond of women, but young people will one day be sucked by a heterosexual, he is no exception, he is attracted by the stream violin at the moment, although he also can not say why he is attracted.

Just after the creek violin climbed to a higher pyramid, her eyes flashed with a strong surprise!

“Ranked seventy-seven! I knew... I knew you would come! You won't let me down! ”

This is where she found the statue of Rosen!

At this moment, Xi Xiaoqin did not hesitate at all, and went straight to the statue of Luo Zheng. He reached under his hand and held the face of the statue. What was hidden in his eyes was a touch of tenderness.

Over the past six years, this face has appeared in her dreams countless times.

She had illusions countless times, the day she met Rosen...

Now found here is a sign of the sign in another bloody castle!

“The three bloody castles appear to be impenetrable to each other," Xi Xiaoqin glanced slightly, and now Xi Xiaoqin is unable to put a pair of wings on his back to fly directly to Luo Zheng.

But limited to the rules of this fantasy battlefield, she couldn't do it.

Along the way, the morning breeze came along the stream violin, and saw the face of the stream violin holding a statue with joy, and when the statue was a man with a clear eyebrow, his face completely sank!

At the same time, there was a strong sense of loss in his heart, which irritated him.

“Who is this man?” The morning breeze held its own and asked faintly behind