Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Previously, Tuer had a playful attitude and had to hold back Luo Zheng with his bare hands.

It's almost like humans want to grab flies with their hands...

Now, seriously, within a thousand feet, the infinite amount of bloody lightning, suddenly turned into a dead zone.

The star scale in the distance saw this scene, the heart couldn't bear to fight a cold war, “The kid is also a rare genius in the divine domain, so afraid that he can't die anymore...”

“No!”

Luo Yan screamed.

Touré was very fast and Royan had no time to react at all.

As she watched the red lightning circle, her eyes rolled around suddenly, and her angry expression overflowed her little face!

“Phew…”

Her figure fluttered, and so did the giant shadow.

Then he rushed towards Tuer...

“With you? ”

Tuer watched as the master of Luoyan rushed in, his giant hands swung.

A punch in the air at a speed completely inconsistent with these shapes!

A huge boxing shadow hit the shadow face to face.

“Boom! ”

The shadow withstood this blow, and the surface began to flash endless waves.

Luo Yan can't fully control this shadow right now, especially since it's only the initial form.

As Woo Taibai has said, the inheritance of this shadow is extraordinary and completely outside the divine domain.

But even if not more remarkable, Luo Yan manipulates the shadow of the shadow equivalent to being in the form of an infant, capable of positively opposing the demon is already quite strong.

The waves on the surface of the shadow flashed for a while and began to shrink constantly, all the purple light converging towards her chest.

The purple light in her eyes began to flash wildly, showing a painful color on her face, and her body plummeted from the sky.

The reverse phage has begun.

Luo Yan looked unwillingly at the sea of red lightning and said softly: "Brother, I'm sorry, Yan has failed to protect you. ”

At this time, Luo Yan felt helpless...

“Pfft! ”

Luo Yan fell to the ground and the phantom shrunk slightly toward her chest.

This shrinking process began to swallow her mind constantly.

When the shadow completely takes over the upper wind, it will directly replace Luo Yan and become the master of Luo Yan's flesh.

At that time, Luo Yan would be completely transformed into another living spirit.

So in Mount Zhou Ling, Yu Taibai never let Luo Yan summon the complete shadow.

Rather, Luo Yan's heart was surprisingly calm on the ground. She looked at the lightning not far from her little face and left her mouth open...

“Unfortunately, by this time, I can't even see my brother...” she muttered.

Nan Xuhua under the blue stone tablet saw this scene and sighed, “So the evil pair of brothers and sisters are going to crash here, I don't think I can escape...”

Nonetheless, Nan Xiuhua did not regret his choice.

Even if he runs along the fog, he will not escape.

How many more of these fleeing gods can safely escape the battlefield?

Just when everyone thought Rosen was dead...

A shadow running in that bloody lightning bolt!

Luo Yan's eyes blinked slightly, revealing a hint of confusion on her face, but the shadow became clearer and clearer. As she drilled out the moment of the bloody lightning, her eyes suddenly widened.

A golden light emerges above the body.

“The promise of the beginning! ”

Even Tuer's face is full of surprises.

This early promise ignores the erosion of all energy in the divine domain.

Powerful as Tuer, although invented by the negative forces of faith in the Divine Domain, the power he uses still comes from within the Divine Domain and naturally cannot hurt the Rosenberg at all!

“Huh!”

When Luo Zheng rushed out, almost all his strength erupted, running towards Luo Yan's side.

At the same time, he thought slightly.

The body he summoned - Kaoru, waving a long gun, jumping on Tuer at an extremely fast pace!

Compared to Tuer's huge body, smoked body is like a small flea.

But in a blink of an eye, Kaoru jumped in front of Tuer, and the spear in his hand hurled out!

“Pfft!”

At a time of slight stunning Tuer, the gun was in Tuer's eyes.

“Go!”

Luo Zheng lifted up Luo Yan on the ground.

He didn't have time to choose the direction, he just ran along...

Jianxian sight, another cold drink, “Sword tribe brother, cover them! ”

If the lives of our brothers and sisters can be preserved here, their sacrifice will be worth it.

Under the leadership of the swordsman, the twelve Swordsman brothers were transformed into a giant sword once again, facing the Tuer radicals.

“Get out!”

Tuer is really angry now.

He slapped Kaoru and flew him out.

Faced with the sword tribe's children, Tuer never looked at it, his figure flashed, and disappeared again empty-handed.

How can the two ants escape when he can make space moves in the land of battle?

Luo Zheng hugged Luo Yan just rushed ten miles out, Tuer's figure was like an insurmountable mountain, lying in front of him.

“He's more resilient than the Dead Soulworm in the Abyss Magic," Tuer looked at Rosen coldly.

With Luo Yan in his arms, Luo Zheng began to retreat constantly and his mind had sinked to the bottom of the valley.

Fighting against the demons of Kambian Saint is still too hard.

He had two other promises of the beginning, but Croix couldn't resist the bloody lightning, and the end result was death here?

“Brother,” Luo Yan's lips are no longer blood-colored. She stretched her mind and touched Luo Zheng's face. "You've tried your best, or don't struggle...”

“What are you talking about?” Rosen retreated and thought of a way to escape.

Unlike Luo Yan, such a desperate state of affairs he has experienced more than once, and he has not given up, even if it is a desperate state of necessity.

“Your sister is right,” the voice of the Oriental ghost came from behind the sign, “the futile struggle is pointless, welcoming death is your final destination! ”

Oriental ghosts knew they could not escape, but followed without fear.

Luo Zheng glanced at the Oriental ghost with a faint smile: “You twist like a maggot yourself, you think everyone in the world is like you? ”

When Tuer heard Rosen's words, he laughed, "Your so-called gods are similar to maggots in my eyes! ”

The Oriental ghost laughed: “Do you hear me? Who do you think you are and why are you pretending to be nobler than me? Ha-ha-ha...”

The laughter was very harsh, and Rosenfeld's face was dead.

The Oriental ghost laughed half way.

Suddenly a faint female voice emerged from the thick fog.

“Why? With him as my son...”

Sound settled.

A luscious figure slowly came out of the fog.