Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Noting Rosen's dissatisfied expression, Yuan Chengdao laughed instead.

He laughed very easily.

“Okay, good! Ha-ha-ha! ”

In a laugh, the soul gradually dissipated.

Woo Taibai and Sword Seamless and others perceived the dissipation of the spiritual fluctuations and were suddenly concerned to look toward the refinery where Rosen was located.

Then the door to the cryptography room opened, and Rosen slowly came out of it with a sword in his hand.

“Rosen, are you okay? What exactly just happened?” Yu Taibai asked with concern.

Luo Zheng saw that both the saints and Yu Taibai had arrived for the first time. It was also an accident, he smiled: “There was a slight accident during the cultivation. ”

“This sword? ”

Sword Thunder's eyes stared dead at Luo Zheng's long sword.

After the integration of the sword soul in the shadow-bearing sword and Luo Zheng, it was completely refined and refined by Luo Zheng.

As the two most powerful saints in the Sword clan, Sword Seamless and Thunder Thunder Thunder have a very poisonous look at the world's famous swords.

It can be said that 80% of the best swords in the realm are in the Sword Nation.

They can almost see at first sight the extraordinary things about the Shadow Sword.

“The smell of this sword seems to resemble a good and evil intent. This sword does not resemble the divine domain!” The sword asked seamlessly.

In the land of battle, Luo Xuan was brought into the Kamiwell by Le Luo water. The sword was incognito. They did not know what was going on in it, and naturally they did not know where the sword in Luo Xuan's hand came from.

“Whoo!”

Luo Zheng slowly raised the Shadow Sword.

When he merged the pieces of the sword's soul, he found himself at a new level of awareness of the sword.

Now the sword, like his arm, is concentric.

“This sword was given by the master of that soul," said Luo Zheng faintly.

“Is that the sword of the strong on the other side?” The sword's seamless pupils opened slightly.

“Mmm!” Nodded Luo.

After integrating the sword soul, Luo Zheng has learned about several kinds of magic in the shadow sword. However, in the land of war, it is still influenced by the sincerity of good intentions and cannot be implemented.

He is very interested in seeing how powerful he can be with the Shadow Sword!

Only at this stage he needs to practice goodness and sincerity, and wait until he leaves the land of contention.

……

Time over the sea.

In the cave behind the mountain at the top, a figure slowly came out of it.

Pastoral sea poles were punished by the Royal Royal Stone Board for directly targeting the rolling atlas and thought about in the face of the giant mountains.

The punishment of the ruling tablet is not fixed, but there are generally rules to follow.

Some rules, such as unauthorized attacks on floating islands in other mansions, violate such rules and, if they are serious, are directly wiped out of life by the Royal Palace.

But saints are not afraid of this trick.

For the saints, the life that disappears can be recreated, after all, the significance of being a saint lies here.

Just sacrificing one's own life, in exchange for the other's thousands of sons and daughters who are still floating on the island, will be able to revive themselves after a period of time. It is also a good deal.

Later, the Royal Palace had other punishments for saints.

Just like the Pastoral Sea Pole, locked inside that giant mountain, the wall thought about it, that is, jail time.

Some saints violate the rules of the Royal Palace and are punished with a divine epoch, or even several divine epochs, if they fail to move.

Behind this mountain lies more than one cave, but as many as hundreds.

In addition to the Pastoral Pole, there are three other saints, including the noisy “Cutter's Book”, the famous “Cutter" family of the first time, which has long since fallen, the floating island has fallen into the sea of time, and the whole “Cutter” family is no longer the glory of the year.

But the clippers still have hope, after all, they just need to make it to the point where they leave the cave of the Great Mountain, and sooner or later, the clippers with the saints will rise again.

It's just ten centuries since the Diocese was cut off, and now it's only half an century away, and it's going to be quite a long time before it's released.

It is also quite a serious matter that Pastoral Pole attacked the rolling atlas.

According to rule 93 of the Unified Royal Stone Board, the Pastoral Sea Pole wall has thought about the need to hold at least three divine epochs!

Dongfang Junjun is doomed not to wait that long!

Three divine epochs, until the sea pole is released, I'm afraid the war in the realm has been divided and won!

Lightning thundered in the mountains.

Bold lightning, like a dragon, rolls wildly, wraps around, blows, and creates an atmosphere where even the saints palpitate.

A shadow lashes away, constantly passing through those lightning bolts.

That man is Oriental Junjun!

I saw him carrying a giant ink pen on his shoulder.

How long does this ink pen look like a giant broom?

The top of the ink pen is embedded with rows of emerald green matte, unknown from what kind of murderer this matte is, emitting a soft glow.

Soon, Oriental Junjun flew to the top of the mountain.

At the top of this mountain stands a tall slab of stone, and on top of the slab, a book of dense numbness is written in dense numbness.

Each of these letters represents a rule in the divine domain!

The consequences of violating these rules are grave, and few have been able to evade the punishment of this tablet in the past.

Lately, of course, there has been more.

For example, those smugglers.

For the past two or three years, there have been frequent smuggling from the Atlantic to the Divine Domain.

But everyone avoided the punishment of the Royal Palace.

Dongfang Junjun sent a careful investigation and found no trace of a stowaway.

He knew that the smugglers must have come from Daiyu, but he really couldn't help but bypass the Kang family.

Eventually, Sex ignored it.

Smugglers in the Atlantic are just a bunch of witnessing samurai, even the next true god? Can any situation be changed?

Even if he could, it wasn't too late. He wasn't going to go around with Woo Tai Week. The game was over.

“Rule 93…”

“Huh!”

Oriental pure body floated, fingers huge ink pen, eyes slightly squinted.

He then took a beat and a sachet appeared in his waist.

The space in this sachet is enormous, equivalent to the world of one side.

And in this great world, countless martial arts coins are stored!

Over the years, in addition to his Orientalist divine martial arts coins, the Haomen Alliance has handed over half of its own revenues to Oriental Purity.

To say that the Oriental family accumulates tens of times more than any Homen.

“The rules are meant to be written by me. Why are you fighting me? ”

Oriental pure gaze sparkled with a faint light, and the ink pen in his hand swung toward the Royal Palace, rule 93.