Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Faced with that demonic martial artist, Xuan Chen Feng only took a handful of the most ordinary handprints.

Once this hand print was taken, he turned his head and left without taking another look.

There are countless handprints in the atlas, such as the demonic mark of the Holy Land of Buddha, the unmarked mark, the Vajra mark, and so on.

But Xuanxuan dawn wind is the most plain handprint, only condensed with the real yuan in the body, any warrior can emit with the real yuan condensation.

Yet the morning wind is the morning wind!

Just casual fingerprints, but a kind of avenue is hidden in it!

The demonic warrior saw the handprint under his mask, he tried to avoid it, but when he wanted to step, he found himself like a demon, but it was hard to move, hard to resist!

That's the power of the road!

3,000 Divine Dao, 3,000 Avenue!

Each one is its own, and each one is different.

The Divine Path cultivated by Xuan Chen Feng has always been a secret in the atlas.

This is because the family of the Xuan clan is very unique. This clan is one of the four godless clans who holds the bull's ear. The gods do not read the four clans. The other three clans, such as the Ji clan, or the Ji family, often have a breakdown of the generations.

Alternatively, the other three large families tend to be heavenly proud and lacking in ways.

And the ways of the Xuan clan have never been interrupted! Even more surprisingly, every way in the Xuan clan was born, and it seemed that the Divine Path was different.

Got to be a Divine Dao Pharman, it's already a great thing in the atlas, like Ji family's five-line Divine Dao, like Ji family's Dan Dao without access, etc...

Each time a Xuan clan is born, the cultivation of the Divine Path is different, and many major forces in the atlas have never understood the reason, and the Xuan clan has always regarded it as the biggest secret of the clan, never revealed to the outside world.

A lot of people wanted to fight through the morning wind, wanted to see what kind of Shinto he practiced...

But his clap was shot, and although the avenue was dominant, it showed only the simplest true fingerprints, which were impossible to distinguish.

“Pfft...”

The great hand stamp was directly under the cover, and the demon warrior was photographed in it.

At this moment, Xuan Chen Feng has returned to his chess pieces. It seems that he has nothing to do with the outcome. In fact, he is confident enough. It is impossible for a demonic warrior who is confident and proud of himself to avoid this handprint!

Seconds of pride!

This is the strength of Tao Zi, this is the strength of Xuan Xin Feng!

This scene directly shows the Demon Clan to stunner!

Many demonic martial artists also watched the scene outside before gathering in fantasy spaces.

Seeing their heavens provoke people twice and twice, and people can't help them, but they lose and lose again and again, and their hearts are cool!

The great battle often comes with the rise and fall of race!

This is not only the position of the great protagonist, but also the luck of the clan, the prosperity of the clan!

If their Demons' Heavenly Pride triumphs in this fantasy battlefield, they fear that they can reverse the number of decisions under the Underworld Path and lead the Demons to a great life!

How can they be willing to leave behind others while they brutally despise pride and glory as their own lives?

Over the years, the entire Demon Nation has been suppressed by the people, and once there is any chance of reversal, they will be swept back!

But Xuanxuan morning wind this random slap made them completely stunned.

The demon clan named Fury Wind is the third heavenly pride among his demons. Is this the only slap worth in front of the wind in the morning?

This gap is a bit large...

Standing on black chess pieces, the eyes are also slightly flashing.

“This is the strength of Taoist! ”

I have to say, even Luo Zheng has to lose!

Perhaps we could slap the devil's pride to death if he did all he could.

However, he could never have been so relaxed. Look at the siren wind. That slap took a handprint with his hands, only to raise his hand and cast a footprint.

But Luo Zheng also knew that with pure strength, Xuan Chen Wind could not defeat the Demonic Tian Pride so easily. There may be a huge gap between Xuan Chen Wind and those Tian Pride, but there is no such degree of avenue.

The key is still the boulevard vibes in that handprint.

Luo Xuan only stared at it and felt an indescribable momentum, but he could not know which kind of Shinto it was.

Next round of fighting, unfold again...

The pieces fall again, one by one.

But many of the outside warriors' discourse still fell on Xuan Xin Feng, even many people have determined that this battle in the fantasy battlefield is no longer necessary, Xuan Xin Feng must have won the first!

To no avail, three more rounds later, the demon warrior named Fury was arranged to fight again!

The vast majority of these 300 martial artists have not fought!

Like Rosen, Ji Falling Snow, Rift Chill, etc., there is no chance of appearing.

But this demon named Fury Wind is proud to have appeared three times already!

I don't know how the mysterious girl arranged it, maybe so arranged with her heart...

The demonic warrior was repressed by a giant hand in the morning wind. His heart was filled with fear, and he regarded it as a great disgrace!

He knew that he was bound to lose in the face of the morning wind, but he never thought that he could survive in the hands of the morning wind!

Demonic warriors see defeat as the greatest disgrace, and at this moment he is also somewhat anxious to wash away his own disgrace.

This time, a jade hand in the sky snapped him on a chessboard and pulled down another human fighter again.

With a dark iron sword in his hand, he was once killed by Luo Zheng Jing, a lonely sword handsome.

“This time my opponent is finally normal!” The furious wind glistened with a cold colour on his face, and the morning wind was not against him, but he was not afraid of the common people's heaven.

The lonely sword was not famous for a long time, and his reputation now only spreads in the mindless mind of the gods. Other ethnic forces, as well as the many races in the atlas, are not familiar with this person, not to mention the lonely sword was lost to the five million dream points of entering the iron ticket once, plus his own 12 million dream points, the previous ranking is relatively backward.

So he's not noticeable.

However, only the mindless of the gods know...

This guy, who has been named heavenly pride, has absolutely the power to fight the Taoists!

With a cold smile on the face of the wind, he was going to double his humiliation and take back the pride of heaven in front of him.

Because the position of the two pieces was closer this time, the wind of anger waited until the lonely sword and handsome had just been snapped on the chessboard IQ, he was the first to suffer!

And when you do, do the best for yourself!

“Magnificent! ”

The supreme artifact in his hand was a giant drum in which there was a heart, a powerful heart that beat for tens of thousands of years.

However, he had just demonstrated his strength, and the lonely sword had unemotionally cut off a sword.

This sword is perfectly simple, but unstoppable, with the great hand of the Xuan Morning Wind imprinted with the wonder of dissimilar work.

Until the demon clan called Fury Heavenly Pride, saw this sword come to kill, felt the hidden threat, can't bear to curse, this is a real day dog.