Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Old Yuan noticed Lilo's eyes, and suddenly shocked, he turned around and held the ancient sword in his arms, as if holding a child.

“The Snake Sword has fallen on Roller's hand! How dare you hit my husband with this sword!” Old Yuan shouted.

Leroy's face revealed a hint of innocence, "I didn't say I wanted your sword. ”

Old Yuan's divine tone relaxed a little when he heard about Le Luo Shui.

But Le Lo's next sentence made him nervous again. “But bearing this sword is a perfect complement to reading good and bad intentions. If you pass on good and evil intentions to the requisitioner, this sword is also a gift to him, but it is a perfect match...”

“What a fart! Don't hit me with this sword anyway! ”

Le Luo Shui said to go, still have to fight the sword idea, Yuan Lao suddenly cried.

Hearing the conversation between the mother and the old Yuan, Luo Zheng and Luo Yan also looked at each other helplessly. At this stage, they are not able to interject, but it is not easy to say anything.

Le Luo suddenly said positively: "Did Old Yuan not think that one day we would return to our mother world? ”

“Yes! Of course I do...” Old Yuan turned a white eye.

The divine domain is extraordinarily vast for ordinary people, and this is a whole world.

Many true gods don't care about anything extraterritorial or chaotic. They only know the divine domain, or even the countless domains of the divine domain, and the great city of the great and the small, and this is where they live.

Even many saints believe that they are not interested in chaos.

But Old Yuan, Le Luo Shui, they come from the mother world.

They know that the mother world is the center of chaos, and that this divine domain, though carefully constructed to form a complete circular world, can also produce many incredible creatures, but so what? Perfect is just a boat...

Old Yuan always dreamed of returning to the mother world one day.

He even regretted that he shouldn't have boarded the ship in the first place, and that it was better to die in the mother world than here!

“Father said that on this boat, one day, hope will be born," Leroy Shui said.

“That hope should be born among the Lebanese! And Le Min was killed!” Old Yuan refuted.

Numerous Lebanese are descendants of the Nine Legions, more or less of them of the Laayou bloodline, passed down from generation to generation, and there is indeed hope for the birth of the purest of the Laayou bloodlines, who continue to grow in the depths of chaos and perhaps shoulder the burden of reforming the Laayou.

That's a good idea. Even if the Le in the mother world were to be slaughtered, the spark of hope could be preserved in the divine domain.

But with the pursuits sent by the Tihong clan, their hopes were completely wiped out!

The Holy Nation, the Le Mins, was slaughtered!

Over the years, Yuan Lao has been in despair...

Though he opened up a place of strife and was merely a desperate attempt, he was simply reluctant to watch the domain crash.

As for returning to the mother world?

He knew that day would never come.

“Isn't he a Lehman?” Leroy asked in reverse.

Le Luo Shui asked, but asked Yuan Lao.

Luo Zheng had pure blood. From the moment Luo Zheng came into contact with Ruo Mu, Yuan Lao had already noticed.

But what about pureblood?

Old Yuan also had...

“He, he can only be half a Lehman, right? After all, his father is not from the Le Nation!” Old Yuan rebutted.

That's a little irrational.

Lilo stared at Old Yuan for a while and looked down. “This ship was originally carrying the hopes of my Li people, but now you have to choose to ignore it. It was a mistake for my father to choose you as captain! ”

When the voice dropped, she turned to Luo Zheng and said: "Zheng, Yan, let's go! There's no need to beg this guy! ”

Long hair drifted, rolled up Luo Zheng and Luo Yan, and left with them.

Lao Yuan had a touch in his heart, reaching out and pressing suddenly, an invisible force suppressed from the top of the deep well, stopped Lilo water.

“Perhaps you are right...” said Old Yuan bitterly: “The chief chose the wrong person, my will is not firm enough. The Koli people have been so young for so many years and Junjie, as well as our nine leaders of the Lei people, and 100,000 Yuwei... all defeated! How am I supposed to believe in a second god? ”

“He never set foot on the other shore, he owns the land of the Thousand Sanskrits!” Le Lot of water reiterated.

“So what! Can a thousand sanskrits match one of our tribes in the Le? Loshui... you were young when you left the mother world, you spent most of your time in the divine domain, you don't know what the mother world is like, some of the demons, you can't imagine!” Old Yuan said faintly.

Leroy's water is silent.

Indeed, she does not have much say in the mother world.

“However, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even one in a hundred million possibilities, try to fight for it once," Yuan Lao suddenly said faintly, "At this point, the husband is not as good as you, nor as the reckless Roll! ”

After Yuan Lao said it, he looked lightly at Luo Zheng. “When your mother handed over the sword to Luo Xiao, the old man was vehemently opposed to it. I'd like to see what Luo Xiao wanted to do with the sword! I didn't think I'd be able to keep my sword with my husband today! ”

He grabbed the bronze sword in his hand.

As soon as his five fingers pinched the handle of the sword, the whole person's mood changed dramatically.

He was like a dead tree, and suddenly one day a fresh green bud appeared, and the air of decay all over him disappeared.

Just as he slowly raised the shadow-bearing sword, the idea of good and evil in the land of war also changed...

The whole of Jogi has changed dramatically at the same time!

The momentum that surrounds the entire non-offensive land has also changed sharply!

Famous Sword City...

Some of the superior real-life gods looked up and looked to the western realm of the trees.

“What's the matter? How did the momentum that suppressed us change? ”

“What a powerful will! ”

“What happened inside the Sword Nation? ”

Even among the Swordsmen, only a few know the truth about the land of contention.

Many true gods think that the non-offensive land is laid out by the Swordmen.

Murphy stood on top of the city building, staring at the huge tree shadow in the distance, her eyes filled with the colour of doubt, which was too unusual.

“Buzz...”

The ink script beside him was also full of surprises, “This momentum in the non-offensive lands has failed! No more suppressing evil thoughts in your heart! What's wrong with Jogi? ”

Even the Moxican script thought that the non-offensive land was formed because of the wood.

And for countless divine epochs, non-offensive land has never failed, not even for a breathing time.

It's a very unusual thing.