Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Mojo slowly descended from the other side with a lazy expression on his face.

But under the suppression of the grand reign, at this moment, he is like the coming of the Holy King. All beings need to kneel before him!

The last time Mojo used the domination technique, it had no effect on Luo Zheng, because Luo Zheng's soul strength was not weaker than Mojo's, not to mention that Luo Zheng's soul had an "Emperor's Imprint”, which was not weaker than Mojo's domination technique!

But the soul of Xuanxuan Morning Wind is a little weaker than Luo Xuan, but it is difficult to resist the reign of Mo Xuan, so Mo Xuan said "Enough”, his willpower instantly collapsed, and that gun could not be stabbed!

Mo Hao waited here for Luo Zheng. I didn't expect to wait for a morning breeze.

But the old folks of the people are willing to test him with the Taoists, who will naturally pay the price for their lives!

“Huh!”

At the moment when the morning wind faded away, the poetry dance retreated and hid behind the mojo.

Her face is bleak and her heart rate is extremely fast. If Mo Hao took a step late, she would probably lose her life today. In the face of the real strong in Da Yu Yu, those magical treasures that kept her alive seemed useless...

“Alas, unfortunately, the mojo stopped me! ”

“Almost killed that saintly bitch! ”

“It doesn't matter, that saint woman doesn't matter...”

At this moment, the less powerful fighters in Iron Moon City climbed up from the ground in awe, so that they could not help but kneel on their own knees. Only some formerly powerful martial artists can easily counter the pressure of the great rule. After all, the noise of the mojo is directed at the morning wind. Others are only affected by some...

Failing to kill the poetry dance, Xuan Xin Feng did not regret, after all, his goal this time came to be Mo Xiao, and under the careful planning of the elders, he was ready to retreat, psychologically Xuan Xian Feng did not bear the burden.

“The art of domination...”

Xuanxuan morning breeze smiled lightly, just saw him reach down, his chest had added a fine lanyard, a light green round stone hanging on the rope, this little stone emitted a faint halo, the head of Xuanxuan morning breeze covered!

“Heavenly Soul Shelly?” Mojo glanced slightly at the little stone on the chest of the morning breeze with a slight frown.

“Grand domination should be one of the most useless forms of theocracy, chosen only by those without brains," said Xuan Dawn Wind arrogantly.

Xuan Chen Feng and Luo Zheng are different origins, he was born in Xuan world family, he is more arrogant than Luo Zheng, and because of the family, the treasure in his hand is like poetry and sky dance.

In the face of a warrior who is worse than himself, this great domination technique can subjugate his opponent with the pressure of his soul alone, which is indeed a terrible effect.

If you raise your soul to a certain level, it's just one look, enough to make millions of living spirits bow down...

In the divine domain, great domination technique is a divine way that saints must cultivate, and a means of managing the gods. It is also for this reason that great domination technique can be ranked among the top 30 of the 3,000 divine ways!

If the soul strength of the other party is not much different from, or even stronger than, itself, and the domination technique is ineffective, it becomes a chicken rib.

Mojo chose the Divine Path of the Great Domination, also because the Holy Nation cultivated him as a leader in the Great Pole House!

But Xuanxuan Morning Wind came this time ready to protect his soul with “Heavenly Soul Shelly”, the domination of Mo Xiao can be called a useless land.

“Really?”

Mollusk smiled cold, his right hand squeezed empty, a diamond-shaped light constantly condensed with each other, a pale purple knife appeared in his hand, this knife on the back of a tooth dancing claw evil dragon, and there was a dark red light flowing over the blade, only to hear him say: “Think carefully, the great rule is indeed a chicken rib, if the saint can practice this way, we can control the gods in the divine domain with the will, we can practise it really not much use, but...” Suddenly, Mo turns, "practicing the great rule also just feels fun, who stipulates that the martial arts can only practise certain divine ways? ”

As soon as Mo Hao spoke out, he prompted the warriors in Iron Moon City to talk for a while.

“Practicing Shinto is just for fun, this guy...”

“Who wouldn't? ”

“Sure, it's supposed to be bullshit, but listen to this guy, he's supposed to be practicing a lot of gods! ”

Being able to understand a Divine Path is enough to make it a Path, but the world is ultimately unfair, and some demonic geniuses can not only understand a Divine Path, but can even practice several Divine Paths at the same time.

In fact, this is not uncommon in the divine domain.

For example, some of the martial arts encountered in the forbidden land of the divine domain will cultivate the "great desire technique” at the same time, and the great desire technique is also a necessary cultivation of the gods in the divine domain, so almost all the true gods in the divine domain will choose two or more divine ways to cultivate.

In response to Mo Hao's remark, the morning wind also laughed coldly.

It is Xuan Chen Feng and Xuan Huo's character are very similar. They are both from the top forces in the atlas. They are all placed with the high hopes of the family. They are all equally proud. However, Xuan Chen Feng in the Great Flexible Wood showed a slight deviation, and he eventually became a "substitute” for Luo Zheng.

And Mojo's treatment in the Holy Nation is much better in all respects than Xuan's morning wind...

The two human-like environments create similar personalities, so the wind of the morning also understands the words, but only to suppress itself.

After a period of practice in the Forbidden Land, coupled with repeated repression and “education", his mood has long been unprecedented. At this moment, he is naturally not surprised, just a faint statement: “Then do it. ”

The strange knife in Mo Hao's hand gently closed into his arms, pointed the blade of the strange knife at Xuanxian wind, and made a more sketchy move. At this moment, Mo Hao's attitude completely changed. The cynical attitude completely converged, as if he had changed one person between winks, and the whole person and the strange knife in his hand became one.

He himself emitted a serious and serious atmosphere, while the knife was sharp and eye-catching...

“…”

No more bullshit, Mojo has rushed into the morning breeze in an instant!

Xuanxuan morning wind did not hesitate at all. Faced with the mojo, he had prepared himself fully. Besides, he was not without a way back. At this moment, he understood that he only needed one mind to show his ultimate strength!

“Huh!”

This knife is about two inches wide. Although it is called a knife, it is actually thinner than many swords. The knife and handle are the same as six feet, each half the length, and the total length of the twelve feet is two feet and one inch longer than a long gun that is nine feet and nine inches long in the morning wind!

The blade of the stranger instantly chopped down, dragged out a dark red shadow, head down against the morning wind!

No skill, no special features, some are just the ultimate knife technique, tough to the ultimate!

Although Mo Hao's stranger knife is the fourth ranked "Sha Long knife” in the Great Polar Universe, but this gun in the hands of Xuan Chen Feng is also the seventh ranked "Hollow Heavenly Gun” on the Universal Monument of Chaos, there is not much difference between the two above the blade!

This splash of mojo originally thought that the morning wind would hide before striking back again...

But what didn't occur to him was that Xuan Dawn Wind didn't have to flash at all. His gaze flashed, and the running Law Gun had been stabbed in the face. This was actually a two-way defeat!

He was able to split the morning wind into two pieces, but after being pierced by the morning wind hole, he was afraid there was no way to live...

“This guy...”

Nor did he expect the wind to be so desperate in the morning.

Xuan Morning Wind feels that he understands Mo Xiao, Mo Xiao also understands people like Xuan Morning Wind. Evil characters who come out of such a large family always look at themselves very high, and see their lives bigger than the sky. Even if the entire atlas were destroyed, they would not necessarily sacrifice themselves. But Xuan Morning Wind's actions completely reversed his speculation.