Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

There are hardly any weaknesses in martial artists who have marched all the way to the top 10.

Power, kung fu, martial arts, speed have all been fixed to the top of the divine sea.

If there is a weakness, the other party may break...

Like the dreams that came out of Lotus spreading that season, she was almost invincible in the dreams, but not strong.

When the dream is broken, she becomes a lamb to slaughter.

The flesh of this morning wind is not as strong as Rosenfeld's, but it is very resilient, and eating Rosenfeld's fist is not a major obstacle.

The morning wind slipped onto the board for a while and seemed to have figured something out, suddenly revealing the colour of immediacy...

“I really shouldn't be talking to you here," Xuan Chen Feng shook his head, "counting such things shouldn't have promoted the export. In fact, just take time to prove it. Perhaps the number of lives on this board will take many years to achieve... But if you lose to me, you can prove it immediately! ”

After that, the momentum on the wind gradually changed...

He grabbed a long gun so big, he walked slowly from the edge of the board toward Ross.

Every time he takes a step, his momentum improves, and it seems that there is something invisible that sticks to him generally!

He walked slowly, but not slowly. If you look closely, you can see that after he took a step, he glided along the board for a distance, as if the whole person were walking on the ice.

This came from afar and near, and the morning wind turned into a giant in Rosenfeld's eyes.

His body wasn't as tall as it seemed, it was just that powerful momentum that caused him to create a delusion for everyone!

Previously, Rosen possessed a cross crystal that was like a true god, but it also created a sense of oppression that was only exerted on the path on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

But Xuanxuan Morning Wind is different.

When his momentum suddenly increases, he can even infect people outside the scroll!

Beyond that scroll, countless martial artists stared at the wind in the morning, and their hearts were beating wildly under the pressure of that momentum.

However, this momentum, while strong, ultimately has limited influence.

Divine Transformed Martial Artists face this pounding momentum and are only slightly repressed.

In the face of this momentum, many powerful people of the realm only show a little doubt on their faces. The little guy who doubts this divine sea realm can slightly shake their minds.

From the start of entering the chessboard to the present, Xuan Chen Feng has never made a move by Zhengzi.

The opponent encountered was either slapped by the morning wind or crushed directly by the palm print. Even in the face of the bitter lamp, he did not use his true abilities, because the bitter lamp was a wise choice to admit defeat.

But Xuanxuan Morning Wind also knows that this guy in front of you, there is no way to admit to losing.

Then he can only use stronger powers to make him understand what the four words Xuan Chen Feng mean.

In the face of the ever-approaching morning wind, Luo Xuan's gaze also became more and more cautious, and the sea of chaos began to tumble, and the chaotic air converged like a tide towards the sword of Luo Xuan.

It's pointless to fight the two just now, he's taking the upper hand, but only at this level of battle.

The most troublesome thing now is that I have never seen the ability of the morning breeze.

In order to defeat Hua Tian's destiny, Luo Zheng can be said to be the end of the cards, while the ability of the morning wind is like a floating iceberg on the sea, revealing only a corner, the vast majority are hidden in the dark!

“Bang!”

When the wind dragged the distance to a certain degree, the corner stepped on a chess piece! The body is suddenly shooting at the sign!

The long gun was like a dragon out of a hole, and under the rapid rush of the morning wind, the barrel also bent and stabbed itself in a very unique path towards Ross!

“That's the gun! ”

The bitter lamp on the chess pieces, constantly staring at the morning wind, took a deep breath of cold air.

In the eye of the star, he saw a shot that shook his Buddha's heart...

Until now, he still couldn't figure it out.

What is it about this morning wind that can stab such a shot?

The bitter lamp admits that there is a certain difference between itself and the strength of the Xuan Dawn Wind, but the difference is definitely not that great. What kind of Shinto is this Xuan Dawn Wind cultivation!

The bitter lamp does not know, at this moment the feeling of the sign is the same as the bitter lamp.

This is Xuan Chen Feng's serious first shot...

But Rosenfeld felt like he was dying!

He felt that if this gun stabbed himself, not only would his life dissipate, even his soul would be destroyed, and Martial Arts heart would collapse directly!

What a shot!

Rosen's heart trembled.

But his first choice was to back off.

After the outbreak of the Yuan Yuan, he simultaneously ran eight curves of smoke, rapidly flipping towards the rear, and the escape method did not seem to fly at all, even some wolf, but he had no better choice.

There's nothing hidden in this gun, and it's not as good as a trick. Why? As he retreated, his mind kept spinning.

It was Luo Zheng who quickly retreated, and Xuan Chenfeng's shot was emptied.

However, a puncture exploded from the tip of the long gun, a purple shot flashed, stretching out, right behind Rosen...

“Huh!”

“Shh!”

The tail of the gun came with Rosen!

“This is how it feels… too! ”

Gunman is the extension of his spear, and the power contained in the spear is not very powerful.

In the past, if Luo Zheng can refuse a sword, even standing in place to let this gun hit, how powerful, everyone can tell.

There is a feeling to it.

If he gets shot by this gun, he will also collapse...

“The God of Games sword! ”

Back down, a blue sword came out as a blast of sword, and hit it on top of that shot!

The game god's sword, which derives from the gas of chaos, is much more powerful than this ordinary Doppelganger. According to the experience of Luosheng, the sword can directly erode the gun's mantle and then roll towards the morning wind...

But the next scene made Luo Zheng stop.

“Click...”

A little crack appeared on the surface when the blade hit the blade.

When I saw the crack, Rosenfeld stopped.

Though colorful, the sword is actually a green light that is refracted after the sword's intent has condensed.

But the Swordman itself is shapeless, but when it is released, it flies out with a sharp angle at the top...

It's like a bunch of air, just a bunch of powerful air.

Who heard the air would break?

But this scene did happen...

Those cracks spread out, and the gunman released by the Game God's sword collapsed and collapsed.

A cold smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. He couldn't bear to make a low laugh, like the roar of a beast. “Hahahahaha... I'm afraid this kid is going to collapse! ”

Huatian destiny's eyes sparkle with a flaming light, and the divine color is also incredibly heavy, “a very hegemonic method of shooting, can directly light the sword ray! ”

“The sword was torn to pieces! ”

“That sword is a light, how can this light be broken...”

“There are always mysteries in this atlas that we cannot understand, and we must be in awe of them. ”

Ninety-nine out of ten people in the Atlantic have seen this strange phenomenon, but no one knows what it means…

“Shit! ”

After the gunman crumbled the game god of Luo Zheng's sword, he continued to come straight to Luo Zheng!

There is no hesitation in this moment...

If there is any hesitation, he will be directly split by the point of the gun!

“Original Game Sword! ”

Enhanced version of Game God One Sword!

It is also the strongest sword of the Luo Zheng, but only to cope with this majestic purple gun flare!

“Whoo!”

The pounding chaotic atmosphere fused with the golden rule and rose again.

But by volume, Luo Zheng's sword is enough to counteract this thousand purple guns!

However, this sword filled with chaotic atmosphere flew away, and it ran into the shotgun, and instantly, Rosen's ear heard another burst!

“Bang!”

This sword, that incredible crack again!

Swordman dissipated...

A purple shotgun flash, once again rushing out of the sword flash of Luo Zheng, continued to force Luo Zheng, as if from the shadow of Hell, always biting after Luo Zheng refused to disperse!

“Huh!”

The gun came flashing, and the sign was on the slightest side of his head, and the purple shot was almost rubbing through Rosen's ears, just punching through his earlobes!

But at this moment, Luo Zheng heard a “bang” again.

The sound of this explosion came from Rosen's body!