Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

There are also some gamblers in the Atlantic, betting on Luo Zheng, who overnight became huge and joyful.

It's just that neither the loser, nor the winner, nor the dealer ever understood that this would be their last carnival.

It is now the entire atlas, the last period of peace for all the martial arts of the 100,000 great powers, and soon the entire atlas will be in panic and dramatic transformation.

“Anyway, this is a great fight! ”

“Can the realm master go on with the sword? ”

“Haha, just kidding, after all, it is impossible to defeat the Realm Master just by crossing the three great realms...”

“Yes, but honestly, this sword can kill the Divine Realm, and the Divine Realm can kill the Divine Realm, and the Divine Realm is already incredible! ”

After Luo Zheng won the Huatian Mandate, both of them sat quietly on the chess pieces and closed their eyes...

One is the restoration of the true element, and the other is the precipitation of contemplation.

This battle, which pushes itself to the limit, is the easiest time to create enlightenment.

Previously, Huatian ordered a sword to fight south. Although it failed to stop Luo Zheng from obtaining a sword close to the true God, it was also quite large to grind his heart.

After absorbing some true yuan, he was caught in contemplation.

The restoration of Rozon is relatively troublesome.

This chaotic gas is much more concentrated than the real yuan. Although Luo Xuan absorbed a lot of real yuan jade, after swallowing it, he used the chaotic gas to devour the conversion, but there is nothing left...

In fact, with the characteristics of chaos today, you can completely devour mountain rivers and transform them.

But now he's tied to the pieces, and he's not fit to do it.

Almost half of the true yuan was consumed, and the chaotic sea in his body recovered by only about a fifth. If not accidentally, there will be a final battle for the Los Angeles.

It depends on the victory and defeat of the wind...

If Xuanxuan Morning Wind defeats Bitter Light, then he will face Rosen and compete for the first place in this fantasy battlefield.

If Xuanxuan Morning Wind loses to the bitter lamp, he will face Huatian destiny to compete for two or three places. Regardless of Xuanxuan Morning Wind's victory, Luo Zheng will be promoted directly to first.

“But the Qi of Chaos eventually needs to be filled...” The colour of anguish appeared on Rosenfeld's face, "and what the hell is that cross crystal? ”

After defeating Huatian destiny, the cross crystal flashed and eventually disappeared into the world of Rosenfeld.

The chaotic atmosphere that gathers into a round of discs is also scattered.

As if it had never appeared before, it brought this victory to Rosenfeld, and it also brought him into full doubt.

At that time, Luo Zheng also felt his momentum. At that moment, he released a strong change. Since the power hidden in this cross crystal, he has surpassed the rule limit in this atlas. Only Luo Zheng never had control of this cross crystal. It appeared between moments and disappeared between moments...

In confusion, Luo Zheng's eyes suddenly flashed.

Instead, he felt a pound of heaven and earth's energy pouring over his head!

That heavenly and earthly energy is so dense that it passes directly down from the heavenly lid, spreading along the cord of the Rozon, eventually like a river converging in the sea, into the world of the Rozon, eventually devoured by the gas of chaos.

“This is…”

Luo Zheng looked up, and the thickening clouds above the sky were slowly flowing, and he could not see what was happening.

Mostly it was her, Rosen smiled slightly.

At this moment…

Bitter lights and Xuan Dawn winds have stepped into the chessboard of heaven and earth.

The orientation of the two players' chess pieces is strange...

The black son of the Central Heavenly Yuan has been eaten, and the whole situation of the chessboard is the closing phase.

And the white son of the morning wind returned to the center of the heavens.

This fallen son is what makes the morning wind smile strong on his face!

For him, that was a huge turnaround!

The situation on the chessboard is too complicated, and even Xuanxingfeng is not familiar with chess art.

Previously, a lot of people who were skilled in chess thought that the player was very generous.

But after this dust settled, it was a huge turning point, directly took advantage of the situation of the whole white son, and changed the number of lives of the morning wind!

“I will still win," standing on the chessboard of heaven and earth in the morning wind, the colour of pride on his face, his faith is unprecedented and powerful...

Only by believing in ourselves can we move forward, which is the absolute confidence of Xuan Chen Feng.

However, this absolute confidence, under Huatian Mandate and Luosheng, caused him a slight shake!

Genius in the mindless of the gods can almost represent the genius of the entire atlas, in which the wind of the morning is almost invincible.

Of the last three hundred fights, he once regarded Rift Chill as his biggest opponent, an opponent who had lost to his own hands, and he was simply not afraid.

The first place is almost hands-on.

But after the two of them had fought each other, Xuan Dawn Wind's mood was greatly shocked.

Where did these two guys come from? How could they have such strong powers?

Xuan Chen Feng's biggest fear is to lose confidence.

Confidence equals strength for him!

The worst part is, the two guys fought and messed up the game. The guy on the cloud didn't repeat the game. The whole plate was messed up. This game is not counted?

If you can't count on someone else, you're on your own.

After winning the bitter lamp, he can face the symbol, then the bitter lamp can only compete with the light language for fourth place, he just hopes that the guy on the cloud can finish the final few steps...

But the power of bitter lights cannot be underestimated.

Of the first five, each showed strength without underestimation, light language, bitter lights, Chinese destiny, rosin.

Thinking of this, the morning wind couldn't help but sigh. When it really came to the critical time, these guys came out. What is this world...

The face of the bitter lamp is as calm as ever.

The wind of the morning did not reveal his cards, but the name of the famous tree of man was never so easy to obtain.

When Xuanxuan morning wind stepped onto the chessboard, the bitter lamp raised its wand.

The Nine Rings on the Nine Rings of Zen Wand have been severed by the orders of Huatian. The wand rose and a bloody smell erupted from it!

“Shura! ”

“Phew…”

The original good light of bitterness, at this moment, is the most vicious, as if it were a beast inhuman, the whole body is also halfway up, and the colors of viciousness appear in the eyes.

Xuan Xinfeng also knows that the bitter lights are far from those of his opponents before him, just like defeating him is simply impossible...

So Xuan Chen Feng finally got serious, which was also his first time serious.

At this moment, the wind of the morning took a gun from the Sumiya-space, a fire-red gun.

“Does this morning breeze have a weapon? ”

“Isn't he unarmed? ”

“Who says he can't use a weapon...”

Xuan Chen Feng and Hua Tian Different. Hua Tian Ding always carries a sword and is always unnecessary. Naturally, everyone is very confused, and at the same time sees it as a trick.

And Xuanxuan Morning Wind did not show his weapon, and this guy was so sharp that he thought Xuanxuan Morning Wind was supposed to respond with his bare hands.

It is not surprising that some martial arts practitioners practise special techniques, such as mastery, martial arts martial arts, without weapons.

That's why everyone was wondering when Xuanxuan Morning Wind pulled out the long gun...

As soon as he pulled out his long gun, once the light was faint and he stepped on a piece of chess, huge force pushed him, he launched an attack one step ahead!

“The little monk is finally calm! ”

“It's over, this kind of war, the first to mess around must lose...”

“Not necessarily. This morning breeze is also an embroidered pillow! ”

In the midst of the people's discussion, bitter lights have been fired at the bright morning wind with guns raised!

Under this rapid rush, the shadow of the bitter lamp suddenly stopped, the pause was very sudden, even the warriors who watched the scroll, their heads could not keep up!

After pausing the bitter lamp, it suddenly retreated more than a dozen lengths, changed the angle and rushed again, then paused again...

Xuanxuan Morning Wind is only holding a long gun, the gun tip faces the bitter light, if the bitter light changes angle, he just slightly deflects, adjusts the direction of his gun tip, with a smear of confidence on his face, a smudge.

The star's eye of the bitter lamp has a great future...

This adjustment of more than a dozen directions is due to the fact that he can see three images after breathing in the eye of the star, no matter what direction he rushes from.

That's the image of him being shot dead by the wind in the morning!