Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The book on this green tablet seeks the inheritance of the land of strife. Only the transcendent can obtain it if it retains its name at the top of the tablet.

What is Superman?

Naturally, the higher the better!

Dongfang Xiaonian is not very old, but talent is also a leader in the Oriental family!

After breaking through Forty Years, he didn't suddenly leave a name, still rushing upwards!

“Reading good and bad intentions is powerful!” The light shines in Oriental Tidal Eyes, “but my Oriental heritage is not bad either! ”

In addition to using the true surprise of the path he was cultivating, the Oriental Tidal also activated some kind of mystery, exploding a vast amount of power in his body.

It is this force that keeps him from slowing down and increasing...

Fifty...

Sixty...

Seventy...

Just as he broke through the height of his seventy feet, under his head, he could already see the top of the tablet!

The entire cyan tablet is around 100 feet!

If you can leave a name above a hundred, you will surely be inherited.

However, when he reached a height of seventy feet, he felt the surrounding space become incredibly viscous, as if drilling in a thick, heavy oil, and he seemed to have countless hands on him, dragging him down.

“Limit! ”

Seventy-two feet high!

An additional carving knife like a snake appeared in Oriental Tidal's hand.

When the knife was under his hand, he heard a few crisps of "Ding Ding Ding".

Unexpectedly, the material of this green tablet is very soft and not hard to carve.

One more word on the cyan tablet.

“Tidal!”

“Huh!”

After engraving the word, the entire Oriental Tidal fell down and finally stood steadily on the ground.

Oriental Tidal looked up at the word "Tidal” above and smiled on his face, turning his head and saying: "Brother Ghost, it is not difficult to leave a message! ”

Oriental ghost nodded.

The true gods were worried that it would be extremely difficult to engrave these tablets, which dispelled their concerns.

These gods are also frightened and eager to try.

Previously wandering around in the land of war was nothing.

Not only that, but it also went through all sorts of ordeals and almost lost its life...

Being able to get here alive is either super powerful or extremely lucky.

Now that this opportunity has finally been found, everyone wants to grasp it in their hands!

The inheritance of the battle is only one step away, something that has never happened in many years!

“I got it!”

The sword has long been impatient.

Though the sword bears no trace, the biggest protagonist in the line of land of war is the Luo family brothers and sisters.

But who in this world doesn't want to be ruler?

After all, he is the son of the Sword clan, and believes that the Sword clan would prefer to inherit the land of war.

Though Swordsman also understands that his hopes are not great, how can he know if he doesn't try?

The sword's eyes sparkled with a bright light, stomping under his feet, holding the long sword in his hand and shooting towards the top!

“Shh!”

He has a sharp figure from the bottom up, such as an arrow that breaks open!

“Okay!”

“Brother Jianxian! Come on!”

The Swordmen look up at the Swordmen. After all, it is the Swordmen who are at the core of this pedestrian.

The sword rose more than twice as fast as the Oriental tide!

Almost in the blink of an eye, it rushed to the height of forty...

Oriental Ghost, Oriental Tidal, Pastoral String, Square Mirror and others saw this scene, their faces were slightly heavier.

At this point, everyone is playing their own game.

Naturally, they don't want to see the sword rush too high.

“Shh!”

But the sword broke bamboo, breaking through the forty years later.

He went up again, not too fast or slow, and went up with great stability.

50, 60, 70...

Like the Oriental Tidal, after climbing to a height of seventy feet, the speed of the swordfish slows down.

“What a lot of pressure! ”

The sword bit his teeth and his face became extremely twisted.

He held the sword in his hand and bit his lip dead...

“The sword misses nothing! ”

At this moment, a very sharp breath bursts out of his body.

That is the Sword Cloud Eternal Truth owned by the Sword Clan.

For the true understanding of Dao, Jianxian is extraordinary, even some of the great success within the Jianxian clan is less than Jianxian!

When he provoked the Sword Forever, the whole person seemed to have lost his life at that moment.

A strange illusion, as if he was no longer a flesh and blood body at this moment, but a sword!

“Huh!”

Luo looked at the sword above and showed a expressive expression of interest on his face.

In order to provoke the sacrifice, Luo Zheng has cultivated a state of sword without me...

But that's just "selfless”, not blamed entirely on the state of nothing.

The sincerity provoked by the sword seems to have raised another layer, completely turning itself into a cold weapon with no breath of life?

“No wonder Swordsman mentioned the anger and resentment of the Cutting Divine Path. If you use the place of contention he has built to cooperate with the Cutting Divine Path, you can immediately bring the Cutting Divine Path into a terrible situation...”

“Shh!”

After provoking the sword luck to eternal sincerity, the swordsman raised his height again.

72…

Thirty-three...

Seventy-four...

Seeing the sword transcend himself, the Oriental Tidal Face is gloomy, and the eyes sparkle with intense killing intentions!

Once transcended, it means that he no longer has the opportunity to be inherited.

The sons of the Sword clan cheered. Although the sword clan was only beyond the two true gods, this height was obviously not within the reach of ordinary people.

“Not enough! ”

The sword suddenly bites his teeth.

A slight sword print on his face!

All the "momentum” in the world in his body was drawn out between moments, like a flood floating wildly in his body.

“Sword burning trick! ”

“Wow...”

Those swordprints were like half burnt, and a bloody line appeared on his face, and the sword's figure was raised again!

Seventy-eight...

Seventy-nine...

Eighty!

Then you see the sword roll in the air, and the long sword in your hand shakes a sword and flower.

“Dang! ”

The long sword blew a little spark on the bluestone tablet.

A word "Yin”, deeply engraved on the tablet, flipped over and fell.

Eighty feet, enough to exceed the height of the Oriental Tidal Eight.

Even though the Oriental Tidal is quite unpleasant, there is some temper in the mind, after all, Oriental Tidal understands the difficulty of more than seventy feet.

The sword is stronger than him!

The skeleton in the deep well, staring at the image on the well wall.

Those hollow pupils sparkled with glow.

“Among the younger generations of the Sword Nation, there are still such beings. Eighty fathers have left their names. That's good! ”

The skeleton is adjacent to the Sword Nation and can be said to be watching the Sword Nation grow from a small group to this day.

During this time, the skeletons even gave some help to the Sword clan through Jogi.

It's just that he never wanted to leave his inheritance to this race.