Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Because all of a sudden, Pastoral Cold had been punched three times, and it was still time to see what was going on in front of him, and his head still had some hair on it.

He was even more stunned when he heard the words before and after the North Sea!

Immediately after that, a man emerged from the North Sea of War, who was actually Luo Zheng...

“You!” The eyes of Pastoral Cold flashed.

He was going to clean up these gods and then look for the kid carefully.

An atlas, though huge, was searched for by the herding of the cold, and the boy had no place to hide.

What never occurred to me was that this guy actually showed up on his own initiative and invited such a strong man.

He also wondered why the third boxing in the North Sea could have killed him, but obviously left 60% of his strength at the last moment. Now it is natural to understand, Luo Zheng once made a great ambition against himself, the other party did not kill himself, not because of taboos, but to make Luo Zheng wish!

Luo Zheng slowly walked towards the pastoral cold with a thousand swords in his hand. His eyes were as deep as two ancient wells. In front of the pastoral cold, Luo Zheng gently laid a thousand swords against the pastoral cold neck.

With the help of grand aspiration, Luo Zheng feels that his power has almost doubled, which is the peculiarity of grand aspiration, but the disadvantage is obvious, if Luo Zheng does not personally kill the herding cold, his cultivation will be permanently stagnant, and there is no possibility of inching into his life.

So in the divine domain, most martial artists will, but be very cautious when ambitious...

“I was also ambitious enough to kill one person in front of me, to calm down in peace, to extinguish anger in my heart,” Luo Zheng said softly, then he suddenly raised a thousand swords.

At this moment, the herding cold no longer has the power to struggle. The punch in the North Sea seems ordinary, but the school of war temple is very hegemonic and fierce. That surge of war directly quenched the "momentum” in the herding cold body, and at the same time followed the vein of the herding cold into the five dirty six centimetres, constantly swimming under the five dirty six centimetres, and rushed into the body world of Tadantian!

The saints cover the way of heaven with the "object of the heavens", while the true God covers the world with the divine character, which, once born, cannot be destroyed, but when those wars are instilled in the world, the divine character of the herd of cold is completely wrapped up, which is equivalent to closing all the "momentum” of the herd of cold.

At this moment, Pastoral Cold knew he was going to die, but his smile grew stronger and stronger, "Do you really think you can save the atlas? Thought you could save your father? ”

This phrase gave the Great Thousand Swords a half-hour rating. In fact, in the current state of mind, whatever Pastoral Cold says, is not enough to influence Luo Zheng, but Luo Zheng still responded, “No, I don't think so. ”

“Then why are you struggling?” Pastoral Cold asked.

Luo Zheng frowned and thought carefully about this question...

In the North Sea, Fumikaze, Oracle Heavenly King and others saw Luo Zheng's hesitation, his face was full of strange colors, and the dying Zulong gently “whimpered”, his huge body no longer had a piece of integrity, even a huge pair of dragons lost its shine, but when he saw Luo Zheng, the original dim dragon emitted a crystalline light at this moment, although after adulthood Zulong was no longer affected by the imprint, it still had a natural intimacy for Luo Zheng.

Ten breaths...

Twenty breaths…

thirty breaths…

Heavenly Path is violently vibrating again, and Heavenly Vengeance has fallen again.

Luo Zheng still held a thousand swords high, holding this rigid motion, staring at the herding cold, with an indefinite Xiao Xiao So on his face.

Pastoral Cold asked too broad a question, for what?

From the beginning, he had struggled continuously for his sister, struggled in various dilemmas, and now he understood that every dilemma, every crisis, was arranged by his father himself...

For whatever reason, he had not thought about it for a long time.

The purpose of this phrase is to disturb the mind of Luo Zheng and delay some time. If he appears here, he still has a chance to live. Naturally, he will not give up. When he sees the phrase, he leaves Luo Zheng standing in his place, and his heart is fortunate.

In fact, Pastoral Cold helps Luo Xuan ask a very key question, which is the significance of living...

“Boom, boom...”

There was a roaring sound coming from far away. It was a great deal of light, and even without the roaring order, the fluctuations of energy, the exploding sounds, the resulting light could spread over a very long distance.

Dozens more have been torn apart and countless spiritual meteors have fallen.

Among the creatures of these meteorites are the kingdoms of hundreds of mortals, emperors who have just come to the throne, women who have just given birth, small babies who have not been able to open their eyes to the world, and scholars who have just participated in Kobe and who have a vision for the outside world.

Many warriors are concerned about this war in the atlas, but more mortals are burying their lives in addition to sighing at the heavenly and earthly visions of the Immortals.

They do not know whether their great realm is likely to be torn apart, even if it is clear, to no avail. It is difficult for people to leave one realm without spending a hundred lives. They are like ants on one big ship, even if they know that it will sink, they will not be able to escape to another.

What's the point of their lives?

As the lowest secondary creatures, these mortals are pursuing good things as well.

More beautiful women, more beautiful songs, more status, more respect, more gold and silver jewellery, for many, that's what it means.

What's your point?

Compared to these mortals, he may be too strong, he can easily rule the fate of a thousand, ten thousand mortal kingdoms...

But Rozon himself is a secondary creature in the atlas, and what difference does he make to these mortals compared to the saints in the divine domain?

What about the gods and saints in the divine domain...

Is it true that God is as small as man, and saints as emperors of all men, as opposed to those who stand at a higher level of "transcendental life”?

Thinking is infinite, the world is infinite...

“Infinite...”

Luo Zheng's heart has a clear understanding.

After a fragrant time, the corner of Rosen's mouth suddenly appeared with a smile, and the original slightly confused divine colour suddenly became firm.

Seeing Luo Zheng's eyes, the pastoral cold heart slightly sinks.

“For my way...” said Luo Zheng, with a thousand swords in his hand moving with the wind.

“Your way, what way!” Pastoral Cold asked.

But Luo Zheng shook his head and smiled secretly at the herding cold. "My path is too far, too far away, you... are not qualified to know! ”

After that, a thousand swords waved, the pounding power poured out, Luo Zheng's eyes were brazenly poured out, the game sword slashed out...

“Pfft!”

Blood splashes five steps, while the sword of the god penetrates the body of the herding cold, spreading along the surface of this great realm.

This great realm is called the "Autumn Mountain Realm”, the mountain peak of the whole realm Chito, there is hardly a plain. With the sword of Luo Zheng cut out, the plain of a thousand miles square was cut off, thus also forming a large plain of a thousand miles square.

In future generations, the sword was recorded with the voices of the hearts and minds. Many martial artists, even mortals, knew that when Luo Qing killed a true god here, the blood of that true god was said to be immersed somewhere on this plain. Whoever could find the stone immersed in blood could obtain the inheritance of that true god, and bring countless martial artists to dig and make a whole plain full of sores.

And this plain is called the Plain of Chopping God by future generations.

“What have you learned?” Smoke floated quietly on the side of Luo Zheng, she curled her long body, leaning against Luo Zheng's shoulder, staring at Luo Zheng with a crooked face, but Luo Zheng stayed for a long time and behaved extremely unusually, she was afraid that Luo Zheng would go into the demon!

“Fortunately," Luo took a breath and looked up at the sky, “Only the last one left...”

After the slaughter of the pastoral cold, Luo Zheng returned his wish. At this moment, the power generated by the great ambition is rapidly disappearing from Luo Zheng.