Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

“Animals are animals...”

Luo Zheng's hands seemed like lightning, pinched to the head of the Wolf of the Holy Moon!

Unexpectedly, the Holy Moon Wolf's reaction was extremely agile. His body twisted slightly. At the same time, he avoided the pinch of the sign. At the same time, he roared and rushed towards the front door of the sign. The animal found that the body of the sign was indestructible. He actually had to go straight to the front door of the sign, and the other three Holy Moon Wolves also held tight to the other side of the sign at this moment, but wanted to drag the sign.

“Oh?”

Luo Zheng's face revealed a slight unexpected colour, even Mori smiled!

The power of the nine stars in his body erupted wildly, then his body suddenly twisted, a fluctuation formed by a force, turned into a vortex around him wildly, this invisible vortex strangled the four holy moon wolves in, and a cracking sound of "kagaga” came.

Between the turns, the head, fur, bones of the Holy Moon Wolf were hanged into pieces...

Standing in the center of these fragments, Luo Zheng stretched out his calm hand to include as many of these Holy Moon Wolf fragments as possible in the slight flash of the ring.

Earlier, Jiang Jing-yi was also photographed into fragments by the ancient Witch clan, but was also resurrected safely by the resurrection heavens. According to Luo Zheng's vision, Xuan Chen Feng was swallowed up by the Holy Moon Wolf, but these animals should not have had time to absorb his flesh fragments.

Perhaps there is a slight possibility if the Heavenly Clan were able to separate the flesh fragments of the Morning Wind from those of the Holy Moon Wolf.

Though this seems unreliable, Luo Zheng can only do this, and whether he can bring back the wind in the morning can only depend on his creation.

After hanging these holy moon wolves, he descended slowly and stood on a raised rock, gazing into the Iron Moon City.

When killing these Holy Moon wolves, Luo Xin also secretly guarded against the mojo attack, but the mojo had never been on the road, which in turn increased Luo Xin's vigilance.

A magnificent palace was erected on the side of Iron Moon City, which was originally the capital of Iron Moon City.

But when the city lord came to the sunflower boundary, he killed him, and the city lord's palace became a makeshift palace.

A pool in the mansion is vaporized with rolling hot gas, and the brown pool water is rolling over, and the mansion is filled with a rich scent of medicine. The temperature of this pool of potion is far beyond the normal boiling water, which can be boiled down if ordinary spirits throw it in between the blinks.

But there are two red bars immersed in them.

Mojo leaned back against the edge of the pool, his head flanked back and his head looked up at the ceiling above, while the poetry dance lay on the side of the mojo.

Neither of the two realm owners used the Body Protector to fight the heat of the potion, and the hot potion boiled their skin red, but people felt the spirit.

“Rosen seems a little impatient," Mahogany said.

The poetry dance poured water on Mojo's strong chest with its thin fingers and said softly: "Brother Mojo, don't be careless, he is strong, much stronger than the morning breeze! ”

The successive defeats of the poetry dance to Luosheng and Xuanxingfeng, neither of whom she could compete with, but the oppression of the poetry dance was completely different.

She and Xuanxuan morning style and can pass by, in her eyes Xuanxuan morning wind is not unreachable, if she devotes little time to it, she will surely defeat him.

But Luo Zheng gave her a completely different feeling. She had little power to fight back in front of Luo Zheng. If Luo Zheng was serious, she believed that under one face, Luo Zheng could kill herself in seconds. This strong sense of oppression is even deeper than when faced with the dignity of heaven...

Mo Xiao smiled and stretched his hand over the face of the poetry dance, “Are you worried that I'm not his opponent? ”

“Dancer is not underestimating Brother Mojo...” The poetry dancer explained hastily. She must have understood that Mojo's extremely arrogant character was hastily explaining.

I didn't expect Mo Hao's smile to gradually converge, but he said faintly: “I am not too sure about this battle with Luo Zheng. I already have a feeling that he is probably the most powerful opponent I have ever encountered in my life! ”

Under certain conditions, Mahogany can kill God, and such an assessment has placed Luo Xuan in the ranks of God.

When the poetry dance stood still, she did not think that she had always been complacent enough to give Luo Zheng such a review. It was indeed unexpected, but when she thought that Luo Zheng was likely to kill Mu Zheng, her face was even more worried, and at this moment she was also suffering.

“But I will win," Mojo's face turned again, reaching over the nose beam of the poetry dance gently rubbing.

Then he gently pressed his arm and the whole person rolled up from the pool and the red strip headed towards the other side.

The poetry dance also left the pool, gently picking it down, using a bath towel to cover the moving curve on the body, while waving under the hand, but putting another bathrobe on the mojo...

Rosen stood outside Iron Moon City for a long time.

His heart is so calm, he naturally has great patience...

As for the ethnic fighters and the saint fighters in the Iron Moon City, they also waited quietly. As bourgeoisie, they had some insight, and they had already predicted that the entire atlas would come to violent turmoil in the aftermath of the war between Rozen and Mojo.

Whether it be the victory of Luo or the victory of Mojo, the holy people hidden behind the sunflower water interface will take action.

“If Luo Zheng really kills Mo Hao, I'm afraid the heavenly dignity of the Holy Nation will avenge Mo Hao in the first place! ”

“Our people are ready, the Holy Father, if you are not afraid to die, let go! ”

“I am willing to defend Daiyu and give my life! ”

The warriors of Dayanyu are quite conscious. After the invasion of the home on which they depend, neither the people nor other races will ever watch the play. This is about the life and death of all living spirits in the atlas, as big as the heavens, as small as the ants, no exception...

Soon afterwards, the gates of the main city hall burst open and a figure stepped out of them.

At this moment, the mojo has been dressed up and the shallow smile that has been hanging on his face has disappeared without a trace, and his sophisticated face is full of calm and serenity.

This is not the attitude of the strong in the face of the war of life and death.

The Shikoku dance stood in the garden of the main city hall, looking slowly away at the mojo, the sexy lips softly, whispering, "Brother mojo hasn't been so serious in a long time. ”

Although poetry and emptiness dance have strong confidence in the power of mojo, there are also very strong hidden fears in her heart, but she cannot tell where such fears come from...

The Iron Moon City, because of its heavy hand, and the many samurai of the Holy Lord are also frigid at this moment, they understand that the evil of the Rocco can only make the appearance, in this level, they expect the appearance of the moccasin more than the Roccasin.

“Your Highness, come on! The way to slaughter the people! ”

“Help us avenge! ”

“There is an ice flame in the hands of Nalu, Your Highness, beware! ”

Mojo walked all the way, saint martial artists sandwiched, some voiced encouragement, others voiced reminder...

Upon hearing these words, Mojo nodded slightly and then took a step forward, moving instantly over the hill, looking down at the signs on the rock.

His eyes flashed and he measured Rosen up and down, and he said, “This is the third time we've met. ”

When we first met, Luo Zheng's strength was not worth mentioning. He could kill this man with one finger. When we met the second time, Luo Zheng's mending had already hit the sky. At that time, Mo Zheng wanted to kill Luo Zheng with the power of heaven, but he fled under his own eyes...

For the third time Goodbye Rosen, deep inside Mojo has acutely perceived a strong sense of crisis, which constantly reminds himself that this person has the power to kill himself!

Mojo also understood that he couldn't wait any longer. This guy grew up so fast that he didn't go to the Forbidden Land that much.

If this opportunity is missed again, he will face an unbeatable monster!