Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Murphy's expression is naturally quite wonderful.

Though Murphy noticed the extraordinary origins of Luo Zheng from the beginning of Luo Zheng's entry into the city.

But he didn't expect Luo Zheng to be so relaxed that he got fourteen swords of true soul all the way.

He is still quite clear about the Falun Front of the Sword of True Spirit.

Taking the first three swords of True Spirit is easy, but the fourth to ninth swords of True Spirit is more difficult.

And the tenth to seventeen swords of true spirituality, the difficulty will raise a step again!

Murphy tried it once before. When he was ready to take away the tenth sword of the true spirit, he was struck by three long swords. When it was dark in front of him, he was kicked out of the Falun Front...

So his limit, too, can only take nine swords of true spirituality.

Now that Luo Xuan has 14 swords, it seems that it should not be a problem to take 17.

There are few true gods who can seize 17 swords of true spirituality if they rule 87 divine cities.

This guy... may be able to take a spot in the war!

If he's really in a fight, hey, it's not just the owner of this city sitting down, Uncle Yun where I'm going to blackmail him.

He was thinking beautifully. “How's it going? ”

Moxican busy with some personal matters today, it was late, and he was naturally curious about yesterday's performance of the true God of the youth.

“Look for yourself," Murphy grinned, pointing to the array of fingers.

In the heart of the Moxicon, this sign performance should not be poor, at least through the screening of the legal array is fine, if even Rumoki is not eligible to go up, then it is true to look away.

I didn't expect his eyes to sweep away, and the expression froze on his face.

He saw a true spirit sword floating around the front and back of Rosen, and by the side of Rosen, those true spirit swords had neatly lined up into a fan, circling around Rosen.

“So many!” After being stunned for a while, the Moxican script screamed out, and then counted, "One, two, three...”

“Fifteen, don't count it, and this guy looks like he's got more than a swimming edge,” Murphy continued.

“There's more than enough swimming blades, don't you think... this guy can get 17?” Ask in the Book of Mo.

Murphy's face was filled with a happy smile, "It should be almost, seventeen is his limit. ”

“Oh,” Moxican laughed dry. This scene in front of him was truly unexpected. He thought that this young man, like Mormon, would be nice to take the ninth sword of true spirituality. He had no idea that Luo Zheng would be able to do this.

“But what about these swords of true heart and why do they keep ringing?” Moxican stared at Luo Zheng and asked.

Murphy shrugged her shoulder, “The ghost knows... who knows what the boy did? ”

Under discussion, Rosen's figure went back and forth, and two more swords of true intent floated.

Seventeen!

The real gods queued not far away, suddenly another shout broke out.

“I really don't see, this next God looks ordinary, and he can't believe how powerful he is. After all this time, he has taken 17 swords of true spirituality! ”

“Too strong. Is this someone who's eligible for the war? ”

“I have heard that the Eighty-Seven Cities of the Sword Nation can take the figure of the Seventeen Swords or less than two hundred True Gods. By calculating that nearly fifty of these two hundred True Gods are eligible to participate in the battle, and to compete with those guys in the Hawman, this person has a one-quarter chance…! ”

For many true gods, the odds of being able to truly participate in the battle are too small, and it is also extremely beneficial for most of them to just take advantage of their luck, exchange Sanskrit, or get into the wooden body and realize it.

Looking at Rosen's performance, these gods are naturally quite envious.

As for the two brothers of the royal family, from disdain, contempt, to face, to surprise, they are now silent...

The city owners brought this guy and they weren't at all a level.

“Seventeen swords, that's his limit,” Murphy smiled, looking what she had already expected.

Moxico touched the beard on his chin, but hey, smiled, "I wonder if there's any chance this kid's going to go up the stairs? Take away all the swords of true will? ”

Murphy glanced at the Moxican script and said softly: "Didn't the old scripture still awake? It's not that you don't know the father-in-law of this pit. Seventeen swords later, the long sword on that road was embedded with red lightning. Although this can't harm the soul, the pain is unbearable even with great success...”

“I was just laughing, haha," Moxican laughed twice.

In the history of this Sword City, three true gods took more than seventeen swords.

Two of them were eighteen, the other twenty.

And the true god who took twenty of them, originally the Swordmen, was said to have grown up in a foreign tribe and quietly returned to his native tribe, then suddenly flew into the sky, and the Swordmen are now a great success!

As for those who could take away twenty-three swords, none had ever appeared.

“Brother Luo doesn't want to give up. If he continues to take the eighteenth sword, he will probably suffer some pain," Momo laughed.

Between these conversations…

Rosen rushes forward again.

When he was halfway down the road, he noticed something unusual.

The speed of these swords has increased even further when there is a hint of red lightning in the showers of swords coming from both sides of the road.

“Pfft!”

Before he could rush into the previous blind zone, he was hit by a sword of true spirituality.

“Pfft! ”

At the same time as being penetrated by the sword, Luo Zheng felt an unbearable pain in his soul. For a moment, he felt his head blown up. The pain almost pointed directly to the depths of his soul, and he couldn't resist it.

Strong willpower in the face of this pain, as if it were all a joke.

Nevertheless, Luo Xuan continued to endure severe pain, fleeing the blind zone and trembling.

“What the hell...”

After ascertaining that his soul had not been harmed, Luo looked at the reddish swords and could not bear to scream.

Murphy and Moxie outside the Pharaoh, looking at the constantly trembling sign of Luo, were a long anticipated look at each other and smile.

After a while, the pain of deepening the soul slowly disappeared, and the eyes turned to those swords of true soul.

He had intended to take all the swords of true heart with such a sigh, and now he realizes that this is not an easy task.

If I were to be punctured by these red sword holes three times, I would probably faint directly...

“Giving up? ”

Luo Zheng also knew that he had done well enough to go far beyond climbing the trees.

But looking at those swords of true spirituality passing back and forth, an uncomfortable force rushed up again.