Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The heavenly lords of the Great Divine Wood are like a bunch of wolves.

Whenever those four swords broke the golden aperture on the altar, Rosen and others joined forces.

Took the lives of several heavenly monkeys at an extremely fast speed. When the little golden monkey appeared, everyone quietly retreated...

Repeatedly, the resistance of the heavens of the altar became a joke.

He can only watch his own people continue to fall...

Soon, the number of Holy Tribes around the altar became smaller and smaller, leaving only three of the more than twenty remaining.

“Don't want me to end up here because this war wasn't fair, you're just relying on the god!” The heavens of the altar roared in despair.

The voice echoed in the sunflower world with a hint of sadness.

Had it not been for the star tail blocking their space, the 50 multi-saint gods would not have been so miserable, and the saints would have been imprisoned in the sunflower realm, but just moving live targets.

Hearing the words of the heavenly lord of the altar, Luo Zheng appeared silently again, standing directly in front of the altar, at the same time the divine commandment of the heavenly lord, as well as the smoking of the holy gun, also came out of the space crack, more and more heavenly lords gathered here...

“What a shame. What's the fairness of your holy invasion?” The original sin, the heavenly voice, said that Xuan Chen Feng died in the hands of Mo Hao, but this great revenge was engraved in his heart, and he hated the Holy Nation.

“You're right, it's not my kind, it's necessarily evil. Are you going to fight with us on the stage?” Thunder punished God with a smile.

Interracial wars tend to be quite harsh, and when the Holy Nation has not invaded, the struggle between the people, the Demonic Night Nation and the Demonic Nation has never stopped, and the contradictions between the different races are otherwise irreconcilable.

But all three races were born in the great universe, and now suddenly a “foreigner" like the Holy Nation is united, after all the Holy Nation comes from another completely strange atlas.

In the eyes of all heavens, there is no taboo on the means as long as it preserves the immense universe.

The altar stared closely at the people present, and suddenly a strong smile appeared on their desperate faces, "There is no justice, even if we have fallen, we will hold you to burial. How can the district Dayanyu escape from the hands of our Holy Nation! ”

His Majesty believed that the Great Heavenly Lord would avenge him, but he could not see that time and could only speak ironically at this moment.

However, the words of the Holy Nation's Divine Highness have had no effect, and the divine Highness continues to come here, and they all stare at the Holy Place with their indifferent expressions.

“Do you have to finish your bullshit?” The Divine Oracle asked faintly, and the dagger in his hand emitted a gloomy purple light.

“Huh, you don't have to do this!” The heavenly lord of the altar will wave his hand, his fields suddenly receded, and a power began to solidify in it, as will the two remaining heavenly lords of the Holy Nation...

“Boom! Boom! ”

These three heavenly princes led Dantian's last real yuan to blow themselves up.

Originally with the strength of heaven, the power should be terrible. The three of them are already out of light oil. At this moment, the self-destruct does not pose any threat to the people present...

With the self-explosion of the altar, the altar also slowly disappeared, along with the little golden monkey lying on the altar, just a squeak, staring hard, dissatisfied to dissipate in front of everyone.

When the heavens descend, their destiny will not disappear. These destinies will return to the path of the Great Polar Wood...

This is the first battle between Dayiyu and Dayi Yu. After years of concealment, a sudden attack can kill one third of the heavenly dignity of the Holy Nation. The whole process can be said to be quite smooth, only two heavenly honors have been meted out, and the elders have not even done much.

Everyone's heart is still very heavy, after all, the real opponent is still in the Great Pole Wood.

It is an invisible pressure to wait until the Holy Communion opens the avenue to the wall of sighs and face the mad revenge of the Holy Communion.

This war between the heavens and the earth has torn the whole of the sunflower water world apart, even if the hands of the heavens and the earth could not repair it, but the atlas already had the ability to heal itself. Over the long years, the wounds of this great world will heal slowly, but it is not possible to form a whole great boundary, only like the Orange Sea, to form a broken great boundary.

But this is already the best result. It was only four or five Tianjin fighters who broke up the Orange Sea boundary. This is more than a hundred Tianjin fighters. If the star tail did not confine the Holy Nation Tianjin, it would not be a sunflower water boundary, but hundreds of thousands of great boundaries.

There are still a large number of Saint Martial Artists in the Great Peak Wood.

However, without the support of heaven, these saint fighters will not be able to live long enough to clean up these saint fighters from all kinds of natural disasters in the atlas, but only for a certain amount of time.

What they should be thinking about right now is how to face the Holy Clan's rebellion.

At this moment, the star tail reappeared in front of the crowd, with a little bitter smile on his face, "The Holy Nation… has begun to break the border. ”

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Breaking through the walls of sigh is extremely difficult.

The Holy Nation began operations hundreds of years ago, and it would probably take hundreds of years if it did not rely on the assistance of seafaring poles.

But star tail is only a temporary blockage with a dark star plus star sealing. As a true god, the means of star tail are powerful, but this is not an insurmountable obstacle!

In front of the wall of sighs…

The great nobility of the Holy Nation and many of the heavenly nobility of the Holy Nation still stand here. These nobles are full of sorrow on their faces...

Heavenly Dao vibration lasted for quite a while, and according to their assumptions, all the heavenly dignitaries who went to the Holy Tribe should have fallen, none of them survived!

There are many factions in the Holy Nation, and there are disputes among them, but as one of them, they are extremely close to each other, and so many of them die in another atlas, and their hearts naturally grieve.

In front of the gods, there was a young man in black floating in the air. The young man exhibited a very gentle but impressive atmosphere. The young man in black was one of the disciples of the Pastoral Sea Pole, the true herd of cold.

All the inheritance of the herding cold comes from the herding sea pole, so his “momentum” is very similar to the “momentum” that escaped from the heavenly possessions, if carefully distinguished or quite different.

“Oh, it's just a seal arranged by the power of the stars, sculpture trick!” Looking at the blocked passage, a slight smile appeared on the pastoral face.

“Lord Pastoral Cold, can we hurry, our Holy Nation...” The Silver Wings of the Holy Nation rushed, this honorable pair of children joined the Expeditionary Army, at this moment is also life and death.

“What rush?” Pastoral coldness glimpsed the heavenly pride.

“Silver wings, do not be unreasonable to Lord Pastoral!” Heavenly reverence.

“But…” the silver wings of the heavens reveal a colour of gloom on his face.

Their Holy Communion is working for the Pastoral Pole, which is the master of the entire atlas, and the Holy Communion is not entitled to refuse any request for the Pastoral Pole, but that does not mean that there are no ideas within the Holy Communion.

What good would it be for their Holy Nation to help the Pastoral Ocean Pole break down the whole House of Diversity?

These heavenly dignitaries work for Pastoral Sea Pole, but this pastoral cold as Pastoral Sea Pole disciple is slow, it seems that he never cared about it at all. Inevitably, there will be ideas in the hearts of the heavenly dignitaries present...

However, Pastoral Cold doesn't care at all. In the eyes of spirits in the Divine Domain, these secondary spirits in the atlas are not even real spirits. They are just a group of “things” that are truly made up. He doesn't care how much he dies!

The pastoral cold jumped gently into the passage of the wall of sighs.

Then suddenly a light yellow light column emerged from the channel, reflecting straight into the sky...

The heavenly lords heard the herding cold drink loudly, “broken”.

“Boom!”

A dull voice rang, and the airflow continued to be sucked over and the passage across the two great atlases opened again.