Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

At this time, Xi Xiaoqin no longer hesitated.

The Little Purple River Sword Array is very familiar to the Xi Xiaoqin.

After the third deformation, we hit each other with seven flying swords, which were “seven stars sunk”...

Four years ago, the master told her that the power of the seven stars would be enough to counter the great pride of some people if the hands of the violin were extended.

“Master, what is Heavenly Pride...”

“These are the ethnic martial artists who have been bred among the great tribes. ”

“Is it better than Luo Zheng? ”

“ …… ”

Master rolled his white eyes and never spoke...

If one deduces from the genius of the Tian clan to Luo Zheng, he can be proud of his talent, but the specific strength, after all, must be learned by comparison.

Four years ago, Xi Xiaoqin practiced the Little Purple River Sword Formation is enough to fight Heaven's pride, especially now that she has even taken control of the Killing Sword Formation?

It's only a pity that Xi Xiaoqin went all the way to Martial Arts.

She herself was not aware of her potential and strength...

But now Xi Xiaoqin understands.

Either she chooses to escape the battle or she chooses to fight quickly.

Now that Xi Xiaoqin feels unable to escape, he can only choose to kill his opponent as quickly as possible.

Poor Yudi of the Shayyah tribe, before he could burst out his full strength, was trapped by the Little Purple River Sword Formation of Xiqin...

In fact, there is a considerable gap between the true strength of Judy and Xi Xiaoqin.

Even if Judith showed his strongest means of "ancestral devotion," it would only create a handicap for the brook violin.

The first battle of Xi Xiaoqin in Yudi was an unveiling battle and the most eye-catching battle.

Unfortunately, this war is far from brilliant.

After all, from the very beginning, Xi Xiaoqin's poor battle avoidance surprised many people, then somehow became powerful and easily killed the Shayyah heavens.

Even Luo Zheng can't understand, more people are confused.

Only an infinite number of elderly people can understand the strange behavior of a brook violin and guess a few mindsets of a brook violin.

Of course, for the Shayyah, this is a basin of cool water poured from beginning to end. How did they know that the seemingly delicate women of the Shayyah tribe were hiding from each other at first, and then so easily defeated Yudi?

Under that giant totem, countless ethnic groups are silent at this moment. It is the ancestral light on that giant totem that has faded a little. Theoretically, those ancestral souls have been transformed into some kind of will. They are silently following their descendants. They can also feel the emotional depression of countless ethnic groups...

Soon, a white chess piece appeared again in the sky, while Udi, who was already dead, appeared again on the chess piece.

Previously, the mysterious woman read out the rules that the battle at this stage would not directly eliminate the opponent, but rather randomly draw fighters to fight, and Judy was not without a chance.

So did Xi Xiaoqin. Her figure disappeared on the black chess pieces, and she returned to the black chess pieces, but she slowly manipulated the black chess pieces, approaching the Rosen, and on the chess board, she also left one black and two white chess pieces...

“What a means! My violin already has this strength!” By the time the brook violin leaned over, Luo Zheng praised, and Isao Zheng's current eyes naturally saw the sharpness of the Little Purple River Sword Array. He even wondered why there was such a inheritance in a small purple pole realm?

When he heard Rosen's words, Xi Xiaoqin was slightly stunned, but his face showed a sweet smile.

In the past, Rosen rarely recognized herself. Happy enough to exchange for Rosen's praise, her nose slightly flashed, but a little pride appeared on her face: “This is not my true strength! ”

“Oh?” Rosen was a little surprised, "What is the true strength of the violin? ”

And she smiled in a delicate way, “You'll see! ”

After the first two pieces fell, the mysterious woman said faintly: “The first round, the victory for the violet creek violin...”

When the voice fell, a jade hand was again stretched out in the sky and a white son was caught on a chessboard, and the white son stood on a demonic pride, while the black son fell immediately, but was a pride of heaven in the humanitarian league!

At the time of the Cloudy Heavenly Palace, Luo Zheng did not see this heavenly pride. On this day, he was the heir to the mirage of the sea, and he did not practice in the thirteenth palace.

The second battle was much better than the first unveiling.

Both of you are proud to bring your strength to the top. You come and go from the corner of the chessboard to the top of the sky, under one punch, even this chessboard in heaven and earth has opened a crack, but those cracks are repaired by themselves instantly...

Ultimately, it was the devil's pride that won.

These 300 martial artists compete against each other, and there must be victory between the races!

The fact that the fighters of the three main forces of the human race are very pale does not indicate the end result.

But after the devil's heavenly pride defeated the humanitarian alliance, he laughed furiously, "The people of the district, self-proclaimed Lord of the atlas, are indeed the ants gathered together, not enough to fear! ”

Now people are flourishing, and it is also a recognized fact in the atlas.

No single race, demon or demon, can compete with the nation.

Only the three major forces of the people are not harmonious with each other, forming mutual restraint. If the three forces can set aside stereotypes and merge with each other, there is no room for the development of the other races of the entire atlas.

The devil's people are so proud, they don't know what to think.

But like the morning wind, the splitting cold and other people's faces are faint. In their view, this demon race can only be proud of the beam clown. But at this moment, not only 300 of them, of the three great sacred places of the people, nearly 34,000 ten taste holy places, all of them have fantasy space. Those ethnic fighters saw this scene, but it caused great anger among ethnic fighters. At this moment, I don't know how many fighters angry to ask them to overthrow that demon, but their passionate voices can not transmit the fantasy battlefield...

In the third round, he chose the Demon Tian Pride again. He actually fought twice in a row, but he didn't know what rules the mysterious woman was organized according to, and the opponent of the Demon Tian Pride was a man from Wan Buddha Holy Land. Tian Pride!

Ultimately, the people of the Holy Land of Buddha were proud, but lost to the Demons again...

After winning two times in a row, the demonic warrior became particularly arrogant and mocked the people before returning to the chess pieces.

Until this moment, some days of pride on the side of the people, anger did not appear on their faces, and in their hearts, they vowed to step on this guy's feet.

Next round, round 4, round 5...

In this round, the black and white chess pieces also fall one by one, and there are more and more chess pieces left on the board.

But it was never Rosen's turn!

It was in the 22nd round that the giant Jade Hand picked the Demon Warrior again and slapped him on the board.

And this time, it was quite a coincidence that the ethnic martial artist was picked again!

And the warrior, is the morning wind!

The first man in the legendary realm of the Atlantic gods, the two protagonists in this round of great battle, the gods have no idea of the ways of the Xuan clan!

When Xuanxuan morning wind appeared, all the ethnic fighters who watched the fantasy space began to boil in a flash.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the devil's side began to condense.

The fame of this morning breeze is not limited to people.

As a Dao Zi, that is the possibility to cultivate the Divine Dao and achieve the true God!

There are only so many roads back and forth in the entire atlas, and Xuanxingfeng also called the most powerful of these roads. You can imagine the attention he attracted from this appearance!

After the black and white double-colored chess pieces settled, Xuan Chen Feng left the chess pieces.

Without seeing any emotions in his face, he simply slowly walked towards the other side of the board without a slow pace.

As for the former provocative demonic warrior, he also seemed to understand the strength of the morning breeze, and was cautious at this moment. As a Demon, he may not intend to beat the wind in the morning, but at least he cannot let himself lose too badly.

But this demonic warrior didn't realize that there was no such thing as a miserable problem when he was dealing with Xuan Chen Feng.

Because Xuan Dawn Wind only used one trick.