Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

This soul searcher was once a treasure of the sea-going pole, except that after his sacrament, these treasures were useless and naturally given to his favorite disciples.

After several episodes, the soul searcher naturally fell into the hands of Maki Jiu!

In addition to being able to capture the soul, it is also able to imprison the captured soul, constantly restrain it, and ultimately serve the purpose of enslaving the soul. In addition, it also has the role of enlarging the divine knowledge!

After the Battle of the North Sea erased the soul mark on the searching beacon, Rosen held it in his hand again was unhindered.

This is an immortal soul. It is indeed of great use to Luo Zheng. After thanking him, he placed it safely in the Sumihito ring.

And at this moment, in the mist deep in the realm, there is a roar of majesty!

“The battle is endless! How could a man of your temple of war emerge in the Great Yu Yu! How dare you kill my lover! Get him out of here! ”

The person who makes this sound is naturally the sea-going pole.

In the eyes of Pastoral Sea Pole, the collapse of the Great Diversion Wood has become an established fact.

Not only does he think so, so do the saints in the sacraments, but the spirits in the Great Spirit are only holding on to their breath, unless Roll can survive overnight to save the Great Spirit.

Just as the saints watched this Atlantic War, suddenly another god emerged!

At the moment of the emergence of the North Sea, the saints had already seen his path, and suddenly this guy appeared out of the temple of war... and the temple of war is also one of the most powerful forces in the divine domain, and there are three saints in the whole temple of war to join the sacraments, but by weight it is much stronger than the Pastoral Sea!

“Ha-ha-ha,” a smile suddenly came from the fog, "the North Sea! The North Sea isn't dead!” There was ecstasy in that voice.

“The battle is endless! I want you to give me an explanation. What do you mean?” The sound of the herding sea pole went cold.

“Explain? Hey, Mahjong, you've changed the rules on the tablet yourself, and we won't talk. After all, the Church was founded to restrain you and me from following the rules! Did my warrior boy break the rules by entering Daiyu?” The battle was filled with cold laughter.

“Nature is not, according to the rules on the tablet, the Great Yu can send the three true gods," but the voice of the Holy Spirit came at this moment.

“Why would my family withdraw from the North Sea if they hadn't crossed the rules? Because of what you said about the sea pole? Because your head is bigger than mine? Ha-ha-ha!” The battle was endless and laughed wildly.

The men of the Temple of War are already extremely arrogant, and this battle is the leader of the Middle East. Where can they show weakness with the Pastoral Sea Pole?

In fact, the saint had already looked through the divine domain, and everyone spoke peacefully without such a strong gunpowder smell. However, this war in the North Sea also had a very special role for the temple of war, and he was extremely protective of nature.

So choked up by the battle, the Pastoral Pole calmed down.

It's just a war in the North Sea. His Great Polar Yu will not necessarily lose. After all, Makatsu is still in there...

So deep in the divine domain, calm was restored, but the hearts of the saints were filled with thoughts. Some saints were also exclaimed that their lives should not be lost. Others were angry and abnormal. What was already stable suddenly came up with these variables, but they were worried!

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Zulong is already scarred at this moment, that extremely beautiful scaly large area peel, and the half truncated tail has been broken, even the pair of sharp angles like a sword on his head have been brushed off!

But Zulong showed great vitality. Every time he was smashed by the cold, he climbed up again and again. Even if the wounds were scarred, he did not retreat at all!

Liam Jiu's impatient cry did not reach this place. Besides, Liam Chill did not think that anything in Dayanyu could threaten Liam Jiu...

“Still alive? ”

The nine dragons and the dragon are truly stubborn and hard enough to be entwined with him until now.

However, this Zulong is already a strong crossbow, he is ready to end the life of this Zulong. Six-jawed Golden Dragon is also very rare in the Divine Realm, but this guy has grown to be unable to accept his own spiritual spoil or contract beast, he can only kill it first, then rub those annoying real dragons back!

“Ho!”

Zulu, who crawled over the great realm, raised his head. It had little power to let his body fly away. He could only crawl on the ground and spit dragons into the pasture cold. But the demonic red dragon's breath had lost its threat, and it had dissipated before it was close to the pasture cold...

Meanwhile, Pastoral Cold is once again leaping toward Zulong. There are already more ghost guitars in Pastoral Cold's hands. When he waves under this guitar, the ghost above escapes a dark red light in his eyes. This ghost guitar is also a treasure that is connected to the heart of Pastoral Cold!

After easily avoiding Zulong's weak dragon breath a few times, Pastoral Cold once again stood on Zulong's head. The Ghost's head was raised high...

“Stop! ”

“Ho ho ho...”

The two dragons not far away rushed in at the same time.

The heavenly body of these nine dragons has been defeated many times, the color of the surface of the heavenly body has been much darkened, and each time the heavenly body has been defeated, the recovery speed is much slower, the other seven dragons' heavenly body is slowly agglomerating, only five claw gold dragons and green dragons can move!

Faced with those two huge bodies, Pastoral Cold suddenly turned the ghost trite in his hand, the two forces of strangulation spinning towards the two dragons, the moment the realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm, the realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm, but these days of realm of realm of realm of realm of the realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of realm of time.

“Ho!”

When Zulong saw this scene, he looked up angrily again and actually raised the herding cold.

Pastoral Cold stood on the Zulu faucet, stabilized himself, and after a cold hum, he suddenly stepped on Zulu's head...

“Boom! ”

Zulong's huge head hit the ground again...

After all, the current Zulong has lost his strength and is eager to raise his head. Several struggles have been futile. A huge pair of dragons is filled with sadness, and the mouth of the dragon is constantly whimpering.

Pastoral Cold slightly turns the Ghost Trident, points one end of the Ghost at Zulong, spreads a circle of red light from the Ghost, and the Pastoral Cold is gathering a strange power!

Even if Zulong's vitality is stronger, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the damage of this trident!

“Die, I really don't have the time to play with you...” The pastoral cold was trapped by the original sinful heavenly treasure, and was wrapped up by the Nine Dragons and the Zulu Dragon for a long time, which is indeed a waste of time.

After that, Pastoral Cold stabbed the ghost's head hard against Zulong's head!

But at the moment when the Ghost Trident stabbed the herding cold, a bronze fist suddenly appeared in front of him, and a fist alone was bigger than the herding cold brain! Where's the time to kill Zulong in this bronze rush? He relied almost on his instinctive reaction to lay the ghost head before himself!

“Boom!”

The first punch, the ghost of the herding chill, the Great Trident has bent from it!

Hongmeng Zhibao was punched and bent! Pastoral cold hearts are also a bit of a rush.

“Boom!”

There was almost no interval, and the second punch hit the Ghost Trident again...

This Ghost Trident is even more powerful!

“Boom!”

When this third punch was broken, the Ghost Trident was directly smashed, and that huge fist was smashed into the chest of the herding cold!

“Pfft!”

Three punches seemed unimaginable, but there was an unimaginable power. As the cold gushed a lot of blood, the whole person flew backwards, spraying an elongated blood line along the way.

But Pastoral Cold did not die, he felt that the three punches could have killed him, but at the last moment the power had waned, should have been deliberately suppressed!

They're strong, but they seem to be saving their own lives. Why?

He spun around his head quickly and came to such a conclusion that he looked up and saw a bearded man standing not far away, and the three punches were given by this long-haired man.

“Well, that guy is almost there, go and wish him well,” said the North Sea faintly.

Luo Zheng had previously made a great wish to fight the herding cold. Luo Zheng himself may not be an opponent of the herding cold, but he can do so through others, as long as the herding cold was killed by himself.