Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

If the wooden trunk is too large an area.

Looking back and forth, you can't even look at the edge, and everyone is racing on a flying sword, like flying on a plain.

The only difference is that the ground below is not grassland, not gobi, beach coated, but taupe brown ruby skin...

Though the central shrine of the Sword Nation, the Sword Shrine is not located directly in the center of Rumou, but just a little north of the center.

Now people march south, about three or five columns of incense, and they see a crack.

It's just a crack in a tree, but it's like a huge canyon in front of people.

Gently twist the sword's seamless long sword direction and follow this crack to begin the flight.

The gods followed...

As we continue to move forward, this crack is widening, and at the same time it is showing more cracks in front of everyone.

These cracks intersect with each other, eventually forming a huge threshold before Luo Xuan suddenly realized.

This is like a wound on a tree... was it caused by that giant bug?

The enormous opening is hundreds of miles wide, standing on a flying sword looking down, unable to see the bottom.

Not long later, the sword stood seamlessly in the middle of the gap, and his words proved Rosen's speculation.

“We have reached our destination, gentlemen, and old age can only send you here. Down is a large hole of 30 million feet vertical height, all the way to danger, the renouncer, can now turn back!” The sword was seamless and faint.

The true god on the flying sword, no one speaks, only the whistling wind.

That had already been achieved, and no one could have chosen to give up.

Luo Yanxiang's body stood upright on the flying sword, but there was some excitement in his face to try.

Oriental ghosts, as well as the superior gods of the Homen Alliance such as Pastoralists, Tang Family, Fang Family, hidden their dark eyes on Luo Zheng and Luo Yan...

“Then you can go down," the sword seamless gaze through the crowd, looking at Luo Yan and Luo Zheng, smiling slightly: “Good luck to you. ”

“…”

“…”

A flying sword circled and sank towards the bottom.

The sword sees the true gods slowly becoming smaller in their own sight, eventually turning into a little black dot, disappearing into this enormous threshold.

He waited for a while on the crosshairs until 12 more flying swords came in the other direction!

These people are all white clothes, obviously sword tribe children, and they are all superior true gods.

“See the Seamless Lord! ”

Kneeling on one knee on the long sword, the uppermost true god of the head did not shake a single sword. Obviously, the sword technique has been cultivated to the extreme.

“See Seamless Lord...”

The other eleven gods also knelt on one knee.

“Forgive me,” the sword waved his hands seamlessly, saying, “The sons of the mighty men have gone down, and now it's your turn. You are the best children of my Sword clan, hope not to disappoint me. ”

“We will do our utmost,” said the god in chief.

“Jianxian, if you can get the inheritance, make sure to do your best, this could be our last chance," Jianxian said, “If you can't get it, then do your best to help Luo Zheng, Luo Yan's brothers and sisters! You should be most careful with the people of the Hawman Alliance, especially the Orientals..."

“Remember!” The gods answered with one voice.

The sword raised its hands seamlessly and a ray of blood flashed out.

It was a red blood sword, and the sword was lit with an evil red light. It was a kind of evil sword at first glance.

The Swordmen are very polite with swords, they do not despise evil gate distortion, rarely use such evil swords.

The true gods saw these blood swords and their faces trembled.

“Twelve swords of disaster and robbery have been given to you and are available at a critical time. You know the consequences of using this sword," said the sword in silence, revealing a hint of intolerance.

The catastrophic sword was invented by a brilliant genius of the Sword clan in the 30th century, because the sword was invented, the great success was expelled by the Sword clan, and all catastrophic swords were sealed, and it was forbidden to use them.

This sword is too sinister, it must be used to die, and it is too inhumane to be tortured to death by all kinds of calamities.

But catastrophic swords can greatly improve their own strength in a short time.

After the sword knew seamlessly that this battle was the last chance, it was also necessary to unseal the sword of disaster and grant it to these superior gods.

Each superior god came up to receive a sword of disaster and robbery, knowing that when they had the sword, they had become the dead men of the Sword Nation, with a more or less glorious face.

“Go,” the sword twisted his head seamlessly, not looking at them.

“Pfft...”

These twelve sword clan superior gods have also entered the threshold.

“A swordsmith, born of heaven, was just right, for...”

The sound of the sword seamless travels far with the wind, and it also reaches the ears of the sword tribe...

……

……

The surrounding landscape dims as the Loren enters the threshold.

Sinking along the threshold, if the sincerity outside the wood can no longer be conveyed, the sincerity is replaced by the sincerity.

“has entered the land of extermination! ”

Rosenton felt the blood boiling in his body, and a strong will to fight slowly emerged.

“Well," Royan nodded slightly.

Her eyes were slightly closed and open.

A light purple glow appears deep inside the pupil.

Because of this faint purple light, her pretty face was suddenly stained with a strange touch.

After entering the land of extermination, other true gods were also vigilant, slowly spinning and descending at 360 degrees on the flying sword, while dissipating their own gods and watching the surrounding environment carefully.

Even if the wooden surface opens up a place of extermination, there is a great danger, not to mention the core of the wooden main rod.

It's quiet all around...

In this space, there's not even an airflow.

“Look, giant bugs! ”

A superior true god points to the wall of a hole on one side.

A huge bug appeared in the eyes of the crowd.

The length of the insect's body is invisible at a glance, and its size is vast and exaggerated.

This vertical cave is already very spacious, but this giant worm takes up almost half the space.

“The giant bug is asleep...” a true god whispered.

“Don't be afraid, these giants never wake up, they grow in sleep, they die in sleep," another god said.

As they stepped on the flying sword, the second giant bug lying on the wall of the hole appeared in the eyes of the crowd.

Keep going down, there are more giant bugs...

Three thousand...

10,000...

50,000...

A row of giants are sleeping, not knowing how many giants are sleeping in this abyss-like vertical tree hole.

When they dropped to 70,000...

A little rotten smell suddenly appeared in people's noses. Although they didn't know the source of the smell, they felt something was wrong.