Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

After practicing this set of swords, Luo Zheng inserted a thousand swords into the sheath of his hand.

While it is true that some of this god refiner's brain is unclear, he cannot deny his talent with the refiner. In the absence of a sufficient number of "infinite growth stones”, he came up with such a solution...

Though it is not feasible for the Refining Son to strike a man with a sword, this great sword is an appetite for Luo Zheng.

The sword is almost inflexible.

But it fits well with Rosen's "sword game."

After all, the only thing to behave with is a single blow to kill. Under the sword, there is no room for turning back. It is not a flexible sword!

Using the weight of a thousand swords, you can multiply the power of swordsmanship.

“This giant sword is good for me," Rosenfeld smiled slightly.

Luo Zheng brushed this heavy sword so easily, he had made the Refinery Prince stare. Now hearing Luo Zheng's praise, he was naturally very excited, “I haven't had a moment of spare time in the past few years, there are a few treasures...”

This Refining Son is like a child playing with treasure. He took out all his carefully crafted things and all his brains.

He said he wasn't free for a moment, and that really wasn't any time to rest.

Although the figure of the Refinery Son is ugly, it has the advantage that as long as there are real stones, it can work. In the case that there is enough true Yuanyu, the Refinery Son does not even know day and night. There is no time for rest. He continuously understands the characteristics of the materials in the Refinery, and then builds the corresponding treasures based on these materials. If there is really a place where he does not understand, he can only run to the library.

It's just that the person who refined the Divine Son is more self-absorbed. For several years, he hasn't even noticed the origin of the more people in this Immortal House. He's just immersed in his world.

“This is Ming Wang Bo! An artifact! ”

“This is good luck. Although it is just a hanging accessory, it can be used to support Dan...”

“This is Baiyun flute...”

Almost all of these magic treasures are hangings and defense magic treasures.

The strength of Luo Zheng's flesh now, coupled with the concentric coat made for him by the master saint with his original divinity, is also a magical protective treasure. This pile of things around the Divine Prince is not very useful for Luo Zheng.

It is useless for Luo Zheng, but the value of these treasures cannot be denied.

In fact, with the craftsmanship of the Divine Son, coupled with these rare materials from the Divine Domain in the Refinery, any of the magic treasures he exhibits that circulate in the atlas can cause competition.

“You take all this!” The Refining Son. Hey, smile.

He does not need these magic treasures himself. The most important thing about the refiner process is that these materials do not belong to the refiner. His only requirement is that Luo Zheng do not drive him out of the refiner...

Luo Zheng is not polite, he doesn't need these things, but they use the rain butterfly.

So he handed over all the materials to Ning Yu Butterfly so that she could understand the properties of the treasures and distribute them to the most suitable people.

After handing over these things, the Refinery seemed to have entered the Refinery's material warehouse, and began drilling for a rare material that had never been seen before, ignoring Luo Zheng...

Rosen stayed in the Immortal Palace for two days.

There is no brook violin in this fairy house, and several women get along unexpectedly.

Although Ning Yu Butterfly has some temper of a little woman, but as the lord of the temple, she has a somewhat broad posture after all, while Su Lingyun is intelligent and quiet, her relationship with Ning Yu Butterfly has always been peaceful and even comity.

As for the posture of Mu Mingxue, she is even more understated. Technically, her strength is the strongest of the people left behind in the Immortal Palace, but she is like a maid in the Palace, handling some chores before and after...

This group of people in Xianfu between a few years, Luo Zheng did not ask, but Ning Yu Butterfly talked to Luo Zheng, casually mentioned.

Two days later, the Immortal House floated slowly in the space built by the transfer order.

The third day…

Instead, the Immortal House swept towards the core of the Heavenly Clan and eventually landed in the midst of the Castle Holy Land.

Under the gentle rotation of Xianfu, it sits on the side of the rolling hill.

These relatives of Luo Zheng have been in the Immortal Palace for several years, but they want to see the outside world, whether it be Grandma Yu or Lao Chang, seem a little impatient.

But when the Immortal Palace arrived, after sitting steadily on the ground, Luo Zheng forbade them to go out, and only took Ning Yu Butterfly and Mu Mingxue out.

There is a certain gap between the meteorological energy of the lower boundary and the upper boundary, so it is necessary to overtake the lifting well. Only Ning Yu Butterfly and Mu Mingxue experienced the lifting well. A group of lower boundary warriors broke into the upper boundary, and they cannot afford it themselves.

However, it should not be difficult for the Heavenly Clan to solve this problem.

Luo Zheng had just left the Immortal Palace, and dozens of streams had flown from the top of the rolling hill, naturally the warriors of the Heavenly Clan.

One of the leading men turned to Luo Zheng arch and said: "Luo Zhengzi, the elder chief has been waiting for a long time. ”

Half of these people who came to greet Luo Zheng are majoring in the world. They are considered elite fighters of the Heavenly Clan. Although they are equivalent to Luo Zheng's modification, these fighters now see Luo Zheng and cannot help but show a little respect.

This respect seems to come from within, and not from soliciting strength.

When Luo Zheng left Dayanyu, he was cultivated to stay in the extreme realm of God. After his return, he only entered the main realm for the first time...

Their reverence for Rosenfeld comes from Rosenfeld's "War Verses”.

The “war literature” of Luo Zheng resonated with the upper powerful, and many heavenly dignitaries also used this opportunity to declare war with Luo Zheng to the Holy Nation, but it is not those heavenly dignitaries who are most excited, but millions of martial arts under heavenly dignity!

These lower-level fighters were rather dissatisfied with the appeasement tactics of the higher heavens and even intolerable, preferring to die in battle rather than let the Holy Nation be so arrogant in the atlas.

But the return of Luo Zheng changed the situation completely and gave them a harsh breath of disgust!

During these days, Rozen closed in Xianfu without knowing the outside world.

The warriors of all the great races of the Atlantic, one generous and exasperated, had previously maintained a neutral and silent small race, and small forces had expressed themselves on the side of the nation against the Holy Nation that invaded the Atlantic.

As for Luo Zheng himself, he once again became a spiritual pillar of all the martial artists in the Great Spirit Wood.

So these people see Rosen, and the excitement in their hearts is inevitable.

“Please lead the way," Luo Zheng's mood was upsetting.

The warriors of the Heavenly Clan were the first to lead the way, while Luo Zheng followed behind with the Rain Butterfly and Mu Mingxue.

After crossing the mountain, Rosen was brought into a hall behind the mountain, where the elders and the nobles of the Heavenly Clan gathered.

After Luo entered the temple, he arched his hand towards the heavenly lords of the House of Heaven, "Let the old people wait forever! ”

The old wind kept measuring Luo Zheng, and the old man's face showed comfort, "You are the first to return. ”

Three years ago, they let go hope, and now it is time for hope to be fulfilled, which will concern the Heavenly Nation, the Great Polar Wood, and the fate of the "Mirage”.

“How are the others doing?” Rosen asked, realizing that no one but himself had made it.

“It's safe to calculate where they came from," replied Old Man Feng.

Every Taoist is an immeasurable treasure for the Great Divine Wood, and the Heavenly Nation places all hope on the Taoists, who naturally do not allow any of them to lose.

When the old wind had to know the moment the children returned, he began to reckon where the Taoists had come from in the atlas.

Among them, China's destiny fell on the territory of the Demonic Nation, and the bitter lamp was the luckiest, returning directly to the territory of the Holy Land of Wan Buddha.

Rift chills, lonely swords, camel scythes and jiang justice, among others, fall into the great realm of some small races, they are in a relatively safe situation, just send someone to pick them up.

The only troubles were the snowfall of Ji and the morning breeze of Xuan, but the two fell into the holy clan-occupied boundaries of the fire.

The old wind told the Taoists about the situation with Luo Zheng, and then the old wind smiled, “Luo Zheng you practiced in the forbidden land for three years, now you are the realm master, but you do not know the real power geometry? ”

As he was saying, he suddenly burst out a finger and came towards the front of the Rosen!