Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The sword of the true Buddha's sword has a blood trough and a “kill” is dented on the disc.

Once the opponent is killed, the blood will follow the blood trough into the word "kill" and work with the surrounding divine lines to condense more brazenness.

In accordance with the strict requirements of Aunt Nine, Luo Xuan naturally restored the details of the Buddha's sword completely, and naturally formed a “kill” suspended in the sky.

Fang Xiaoyu stared at the sword in front of him with a strange color in his eyes.

Previously, Luo Xuan had also used the Transcendental Divinity, but no one recognized it. After all, no one would think that the Witnesses could use the power of saints.

Moreover, Luo Xuan used the most shallow means, and did not have a deep understanding of the traceability of power.

“This is the traceability of the power of the Divine Path of Power...” Fang Xiaoyu stared at the Buddha's sword in front of her, because the power was invisible, she could only see a contour hidden, while also seeing the slow flow of her own blood, condensed into a “kill” word.

“This is not right at all!” Fang Xiaoyu said softly, “The traceability of power cannot be separated at all. Even if it is separated, it is damaged by my dehydration mirror, and it is even more unlikely that it will be traceable again. How did you do this...”

The passage just opened by Little Rain had disappeared. The whole person of Luo Zheng could not speak in the water. When she heard the sound of surprise, he just shrugged his shoulder and gently pulled his index finger. The Buddha's sword had penetrated Xiaoyu's head.

“Wow...”

Fang Xiaoyu was “killed”, and the water that was wrapped around Luo Zheng scattered. It rushed towards the surrounding streets like a flood. The scene was spectacular...

But those who had not dispersed away from the water, a scale on the infinite scale in Luo Zheng's mind had emitted a slight light, and he lifted his hands slightly, and some of the water had turned into a clear sword floating.

If Fang Xiaoyu sees this scene, he will not be able to close his mouth in surprise.

“Waterways… can only be carried out in environments where there is water, so light rain chooses these smoky and rain-fed environments. ”

“If there is no water, there must be another way, and the Divine Divinity from the Waterways will be greatly discounted, right? ”

“Wow...”

When Luo Zheng's fingers trembled slightly, one of the crystal clear water swords turned black. It was the magic "Phage Turbid Flow” in the waterway. His fingers moved slightly, and the black water sword rolled itself, which corroded a pit depression on his arm!

“It is true that this Phage Turbulence can restrain all sorts of magic treasures, and it works wonders for my flesh. No wonder she is confident, but it doesn't make much sense to me. However, her final dehydration mirror can replicate my attack, and it is not as powerful as it is. ”

Luo Zheng stretched his hand gently and turned away from the water into a mirror. Naturally, this side of the water mirror he carried out is not as good as the rain. But this god is able to duplicate his Buddha's sword. Indeed, Luo Zheng was greatly surprised. If the water mirror is cultivated to the extreme, can not any opponent's attack be duplicated?

This is truly an extraordinary tool…

In between thoughts, the surrounding space has slowly faded away, Rosen has returned to the room, and the water mirror has naturally disappeared.

He did not know that the "divine mirror" was originally the mystery worn by the Fang family. So far, it has only been passed on to Fang Xiaoyu and Fang Fang Hate late. There is also a certain coincidence in the composition of the divine mirror. The Sword of the Buddha Emperor of Luo Zheng is very special, because the Sword of the Buddha Emperor is merely a pure gathering of power. After leaving the body, it can only maintain the form of the Sword of the Buddha with the constant source of supply power of the transcendental divine source.

If Luo Zheng is exercising other divine powers, Fang Xiaoyu can manipulate it herself and continuously inject her momentum. She cannot possess a transcendental divine power. Naturally, she cannot restore the broken Buddha's sword replicator.

Fang Xiaoyu, who ranked only one hundred and ninety-six in the Gods Arena, had studied himself thoroughly. Indeed, Rosen was very surprised.

I'm afraid the battle that follows is not easy to cope with. After all, my attention is too high. As Xiaoyu said, almost everyone has bought the information on Xuan Yue harmony, and they will use it against their strengths.

After defeating Fang Xiaoyu, the additional reward earned by Luo Zheng goes up the next step and has accumulated 460,000 points.

“Anonymous wins again! ”

“He defeated Fang Xiaoyu...”

“Ranked another 20, I'm ranked 182, I don't want to challenge him anymore, hey...”

Those who challenged Luo Zheng must not be less than a hundred people away, Luo Zheng's room ranking jumped up by twenty, and naturally twenty people became disqualified from challenging him.

Pastoral coagulation stands at higher altitudes looking at the anonymous's room, revealing a faint sense of killing in his rolling eyes.

This time, the sister's unmistakable defeat put a certain amount of pressure on Yu Taibai, and the pastoralist took on a certain amount of pressure. One huge gate was more than one great success. Perhaps it was influenced by the tragic defeat of the pastoralist blood. The other great success and true gods were defeated, which is definitely not good news for the pastoralist.

Pastoralists now rank seventh among the floating islands, and with current trends, I'm afraid they'll drop several ranks in a row, which would be troublesome if they dropped out of ten.

“Damn anonymous man, remember what you said!” She was afraid that the anonymous wouldn't dare challenge herself. For the sake of herdsmen, she had to plunder points from this guy, but the anonymous wouldn't go out, and she couldn't do anything about him.

Containing tassels, she looked faintly at the change in the ranking of the anonymous person. With her acute intuition, she felt that the anonymous person was likely to be a sign, but she could not do it in the hall of the gods, she could not test each other. Since everyone had said that defeating the herding condensation would challenge herself, she was not as anxious as herding, she believed that the anonymous person would definitely do the talking.

In Fang's floating island...

After Fang Xiaoyu lost to Luo Zheng, he quickly withdrew from the gods Yupi.

She has no affliction, but her eyes reveal a deep sense of doubt.

“Out so soon today?” A gentle voice rang out.

It was her brother who stood behind her, Fang's strongest and most successful true god hated the night.

“Brother, something strange has happened to me!” Fang Xiaoyu said.

Fang hated the evening to reveal a hint of curiosity, “Is there anything else that makes your sister feel strange? ”

In the evening heart, Fang Xiaoyu was smart and cute, but her temper was too light, and there were not many things that could arouse her curiosity. Otherwise, she was reluctant to go to the last Ling Jie Festival held by the blind people.

“Can anyone retroactively release power from the outside?” Fang Xiaoyu asked.

Fang hated the late smile, reached out and patted lightly, an invisible palm print came out in the sky, the palm print was suddenly strange, and finally hit the wall before dissipating, “This is not a difficult thing, the true god of majoring power most can do? ”

Fang hated the night and didn't practise the Divine Way of Power much, but his Nine Stars of the Shrine had condensed, but he could not enter the world in his body, so it was not difficult to achieve that blow.

Who knew that Fang Xiaoyu shook his head, “That's not true, brother, the other party formed a flying sword with strength...”

Halfway through her speech, Fang hated the late shooting again. An invisible sword, which was the origin of the power, lashed out and hit the wall again. Fang hated the late shrugging of shoulders. “Sister, this is not difficult. ”

“Can you hear me out?” Fang Xiaoyu glanced hard at her and resented her late. "After leaving the flying sword, she was able to freely manipulate it, and after being smashed by my water release mirror, she was able to retrace it in an empty space. ”

Hearing here, he hated the strange color that appeared on his face at night, swinging and shaking his head. “This is impossible. It is not possible to manipulate the force retroactively and leave the body. It will only decay rapidly. Are you mistaken, or another similar form of divinity, but it is definitely not possible to trace the power. This can only be done by saints using transcendental divinity, and I cannot do it now. ”

“Is that so?” Fang Xiaoyu smiled slightly. “I thought I was wrong. That guy really did it...”

“Who?” Seeing the sister's expression doesn't seem like a joke, Fang Hate Late also asked suspiciously. In fact, if he still doubts Fang Xiaoyu, Fang Xiaoyu's opponents are only the next true gods, so he can really do this. That's the ghost.

“It was the anonymous man who challenged me today. It was using this method that I would lose to him," said Fang Xiaoyu.