Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

A while after Luo Zheng and Aunt Han left,

In the colored halo at the edge of the lake, suddenly there was a slight ripple.

As the ripple fluctuated, Dongfang Taiqing jumped from it and stood steadily aside.

His eyes circled, revealing a strange colour.

Immediately after that, Tang Xiao, Pastoral Blood Rong, including Heavenly Laughter and other great complete true gods also drilled out of the halo one after the other...

“This is not the sea of time!” Don looked down at the lake and said.

Fang hated the slightest glance at Tang late, "nonsense. ”

“The boy should have escaped from the sea of time," Oriental frowned too clearly: "With his own strength, it is impossible to escape from the sea of time...” Oriental too Qing walked a few steps towards the lake, this black lake is really too eye-catching.

Then he penetrated the iron hand into the lake and gently tapped it in the water.

Originally on the surface of the iron hand with a silver glow, suddenly appeared a little black. His eyes flashed and he said: “The Holy Emperor, too, has made a move, and wounded a man with a smashed poison killer. I don't know which saint it is, it should be the saint who escaped with the boy...”

“You mean Jun Dasheng did it?” Hate is also a slight glimpse.

Dongfang nodded too much, “The saint was also seriously injured, I can't guess who. ”

“Go back and you will know everything, just don't know where we are in the divine domain, you have to visit first,” he hated less.

The divine domain is too vast for saintly cultivation to travel freely in the divine domain, but the space of great complete movement is much closer.

“Why haven't you been talking?” Tang took a look at the pastoral bloodshed.

During this time, Pastoral Blood Rong has been in a very low mood, not saying a word...

“Huh!” he hated to open the fold fan less and said faintly: “The next true god in the district, with his luck, controlled the seal. It was indeed a moment of madness, wouldn't that affect your mood? ”

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“Not…”

Pastoral bloodshed stared at the sky, looking at the clouds that were slowly flowing, and continued: “Before entering the seal, I had a feeling that I would miss that opportunity, I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him anymore... I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity in the future. ”

Hearing this, Few and Don laughed late.

“How is that possible? Unless the boy has been hiding somewhere in the divine domain, as long as he shows up, he will surely die," Tang Night persuaded.

“Well, if we meet again, I will surely kill him." The bloodstained passages in the eyes of Pastoral Blood Rong slowly escape. The path of killing the Divine Spirit flows beneath her body, and the intense killing intent spreads...

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Aunt Ying stood in front of the gate and swept a faint glance, as Luo Zheng walked into Xianfu.

Luo Zheng initially sent Ning Yubutterfly and others to Xianfu. It took only a short time to return to Huanyu, and then smuggled them into the divine domain. Around two years have passed from the ancestral land to the floating island...

The family was sent to Xianfu for security reasons on the one hand, and Xianfu, on the other hand, was situated in the Whirlpool Forest with a time flow rate synchronized with the Divine Domain.

If they stay in the atlas, and Rozon spends two years in the divine domain, the time of the atlas is likely to have passed for decades.

In the hall of Xianfu...

Six golden Sanskrit markings were nailed to the wall.

And in the middle of the hall, a young man dressed in white with a good face, holding a wolf's ink pen, writing on white paper spread out on the ground.

The teenager trembled and had sweatballs rolling out of his face, and his white coat had been completely wet by the sweat.

“Feng!”

After shouting at the golden Sanskrit, the teenager seemed to have a very unique power, which had a very strong influence on his spirit, almost from the bite of his teeth.

When he yelled out the word, he bent down and wrote a “seal” like a dragon flying phoenix!

And there are dozens of blank pieces of paper at his feet, which have written hundreds of words...

After writing the word "seal”, the teenager's face became even more depressed, but he still bit his teeth and tried to yell the next word.

“Read! Not today! ”

Outside the hallway door, the rain butterfly continually slams the hallway door.

Mu Mingxue, Su Lingyun and Grandma Yu and others are also full of concern.

Instead, the “fairy in the book" in the pavilion wore a beard and said, "Ha ha, it's just a bit more spiritual. At best, he fainted. If he really reads these words out, he will benefit immensely! My husband doesn't even know how much he'll do! ”

“What if it hurts God!” Ning Yu Butterfly was angry.

In the book Xian smiled: “The alchemy of the alchemy room is not for reading. ”

“Open the door! ”

Ning Yu Butterfly cared for the child. Naturally, he was furious. When he rushed forward, he had to snap a handful of fairies in the book.

Although the Rain Butterfly possesses the cultivation of the Divine Sea, it is not enough to read in front of the Immortals in the book.

The old man's figure was just a glitch, and he walked far away and couldn't catch it at all.

“Alfred! ”

Ning Rain Butterfly looked to Alfred beside him.

The expression on Alfred's face was more blunt and he smiled slightly, "The little master said that no one could go in without his command. ”

“You!” The Rain Butterfly's face stagnated.

This Immortal House is now owned only by Luo Zheng, why did the Little Master say that?

It is obvious that Alfred and the fairies in the book want to understand what is true in Sanskrit before they come up with these words. It is too much.

At this moment, Alfred's face suddenly changed and his face suddenly showed joy, "The master is back! ”

“Ah?” Ning Rain Butterfly stunned.

With Su Lingyun beside him, Mu Mingxue's face also showed joy.

Grandma Yu snorted coldly. “It's only been a few years since I left. The kid can't even come back! ”

Saying so, a walker goes straight to the gates of the Immortal Palace.

“Husband! ”

Ning Rain Butterfly glanced at the central slope of the square and his eyebrows filled with joy.

She was about to rush over, and only then did she realize that there was a woman standing behind Rosenfeld, and the colour of joy solidified on her face.

The woman was tall, featuresque and soft, she was also a superb woman, and more importantly, she had a very faint vibe from her body, which, although extremely flat, could still create a strong sense of fear.

Ning Yu Butterfly could not see through this woman's cultivation, but she concealed that she was probably the strongest she had ever seen.

The most upsetting thing about Rain Butterfly is that she feels a little like Xi Xiaoqin from this woman!

Grandma Yu noticed the expression of Ning Yu Butterfly, stood on the ground with a heavy crutch, and her face was also chilled.

If she hadn't noticed that the woman in the palace had become strong and horrible, she would have cursed the wild woman who had brought her back...

Notice the change in the face of the Ning Rain Butterfly, Rose's face revealed an embarrassing color.

How can Aunt Jiu not understand their reaction?

She just smiled and stood beside Rosenfeld, naturally not defending anything with her position and temperament.

“Cough, Butterfly, introduce me, this is my father's friend,” said Luo Zheng.

Although Aunt Nine did not explicitly state her relationship with Roosevelt, Roosevelt could also understand the relationship, but after all, she was a saint, and it was impossible to add some unknown name to her.

When they heard that, the women were all slightly surprised.

They now have a huge gap with Rosen, but their eyes are always much wider with Rosen, and they have a certain understanding of the architecture in the Divine Domain and the history of Atlantic.

Luo Zheng's father was the creator of the atlas and a saint in the divine domain, so this woman is also a saint?