Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Luo Xuan had originally wanted to enter Mount Zhou after a trip to Time Seaborne.

But a few accidents can only be pinched by these great and satisfactory lives, only to think that the saints will not be pinched at all.

I almost lost all my money.

Now these big, happy lives also describe chicken ribs!

Aunt Jiu swallowed the golden dan in one bite, and a hint of purple smelled like a snake. She continued to coil around her body and eventually burst into the wound between her waist.

During the healing process, Aunt Nine's eyes also noticed the black snake in Luo Zheng's hand. After noticing Luo Zheng's gradual disgraceful expression, she said softly: "When I have stabilized the wound, let them go and we will leave here. ”

“Why did you put it on?” Rosen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Perhaps a few of these great success stories in the seal are innocent, but the vast majority remain hostile to themselves and even try to kill themselves, especially the shepherds, Tang Yiu and others.

As for Oriental Too Qing in the forbidden land, he helped himself to block a sword of herding blood, but his purpose was not to let himself go, but to hand himself over to Oriental Pure Jun for disposal.

That's it. Let the gods go. Of course not!

“If you really kill these great gods, the saints will never let you go," continued Aunt Yin.

“Aunt Nine means that if I don't kill them, the saints will let me go?” Ro glanced back and asked.

Aunt Nine's beautiful eyes crossed Luo Zheng with a faint glance. “You are indeed the son of Luo Rong, but after all you are only the next true god. It is not enough for a group of saints to go after you, but if you kill those great and full gods, the meaning will be different...”

When he heard Aunt Nine, Luo Zheng was caught in contemplation.

She's right...

In the eyes of a saint such as Oriental Jun, their weight is still too light, like a little dust in the air, and they are not even qualified to take it seriously.

Even though Oriental Jun knew that he was the son of the Rollers, he was willing to take himself as an apprentice, perhaps with other intentions, but he also reflected from the side that his identity was indeed insignificant.

“If you can help your father fulfill his ambitions and revitalize the Luo family in the future, it will be easy to take their lives back to you,” said Aunt Nine.

When he heard that, Rosenfeld nodded silently.

He waved his hand down gently, a circle of colorful halos appeared in front of him, slowly spreading under the halo, forming a time passage, even as he stepped into it.

……

Outside the Temple of Light Wheel...

Pastoral Blood Rong, Tang Xiao, Fang Hate Few, and many large and full of true God's face are not very pretty.

The time flow rate in space-time is much faster than in the divine domain.

It's been two and a half days since Rosen left the seal.

Pastoral Blood Rong and others constantly explored in the Hall of Light, never gained anything of value, and eventually could only return from the underground cave all the way to the Hall of Light.

But when the light outside the Temple of the Light Wheel is turned on, a spear of the ages is still standing on the light screen. How do they remove these situations?

Outside the screen, the Orient is too clear, with a smile of heaven and other great success, the true god also rushed over...

After a long time of exploration, these wonderful true gods eventually found the Temple of Heavenly Wheels.

Even though they are out of the light, they are still unable to leave this time and space, for the simple reason that they simply cannot construct their way out!

“What do we do now? ”

Beyond a light screen, Pastoral Blood Rong looked at Oriental Taiqing and said.

“What else can we do? Why don't you get some sleep?” Tang was in a good mood lying on the sand dunes at night.

Oriental frowned and stared at Pastoral Blood Rong. “How could you be so satisfied that the boy took the seal? ”

Pastoral bloodshed snorted coldly, "Don't you dare say it! If it weren't for you, I would have killed that kid in the canyon. ”

Hearing this, the Oriental face is also a bit ugly...

How could he have thought that stopping him would cause such a dilemma?

“Well, now is not the time to blame each other,” he said, “the boy can't escape even if he gets the seal. In the end, he has to leave time to be honest. Do you think the saints will let him go? ”

Don Lazy at night held his head with his hands and agreed: "That's right! He belongs to a foreigner with a floating island. He has the audacity of the Qing Emperor. How dare he keep that kid? So it's more comfortable to sleep! ”

It's not far away with a smile and no sound.

“If you give me another chance, I will unload him!” The pupils of Pastoral Blood Rong sparkled with a fierce slaughter, and his teeth bite hard into his lips, and his eyes stared hard at Tang Night lying on the floor.

The intention was to make Tang late uncomfortable. He shouted, "Will you stop staring at me like that? It's not that I can't get you out...”

Tang's late words were not finished, and the voice of Luo Zheng faded.

“I give you a chance. Do you have the ability to take me apart? ”

When I heard that voice, all the great success was heavy in the face.

There was a panic on his smiling face, without hesitation, and his body quickly retreated toward the rear.

He knew that Luo Zheng could manipulate these black spears, and it was not fun to stand so close, to be shot by this spear.

But the other great satisfactory true gods do not know.

“Hissing...”

The sand on the ground keeps flowing and makes a fine noise.

The sand kept coming together, quickly forming the shape of a human being and eventually turning into a sand sculpture identical to Rosen's, which looked fantastic.

Pastoral Blood Rong was so angry at Luo Zheng, he saw that Luo Zheng's face was hidden with a mockery, and he was still angry!

“Huh!”

Her machete was cut out between moments.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many knives have been cut!

The sand sculpture did not appear on its surface until she had finished the knife, and the sand sculpture collapsed suddenly.

“Is it fun? ”

The voice of Rosen came again.

In the blink of an eye, five more sand sculptures were regrouped, all gathered next to the meadow.

Pastoral bloodshed could not tolerate such provocation, and the machete in his hand swung out again!

But she just chopped these sand sculptures, and more sand sculptures stood up, and the sand in this desert was endless. Where could she have chopped it off?

Pastoral Blood Rong couldn't help scolding: “If you can, reveal yourself. Sneaking around is nothing! ”

“So what? ”

Rosen said the walking figure had appeared quietly inside the light screen and stood in the open air.

The world can't fly...

The only person who had ever seen Rosenfeld fly was with a smile, but he didn't tell the other great success stories.

So the big, happy gods see this scene, and their faces change numerically.

The face of the Oriental too clear has also sunk, only after those sands naturally converged to form, now Rozen floats in the air, representing his very high level of control over the world, also means that Rozen can dominate the life and death of all in this time and space!

“Huh!”

"Give me the seal and spare your life! ”

She was impatient to kill, but she didn't think about it that much.

Luo Zheng raised his hand gently. The black spear on the light was like a snake head raised only slowly. He aimed at the blood-raising gods. His mouth curled slightly and smiled. “I don't know who spared who's life now? ”