Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

In the eyes of these saints, the Orient vanished in front of the crowd in a pure blink.

The saints present face each other and have no idea what happened.

Dongfang Junjun brought these saints together to discuss extremely important matters.

Now that Oriental Junjun suddenly left, why?

Thirty thousand miles east of the Sea of Time lies a Silver Winged Divine City.

The Silver Wing Shrine was originally part of a second-line family in the divine domain, but was forcibly expropriated by Orientals before several divine epochs.

How dare a second-line family stand up against a house like the Orientals? Just dare not speak in anger.

However, the Oriental family could not see a shrine in the district. Although the Silver Wing shrine belonged to the Oriental family, the proceeds of the Silver Wing shrine still belonged to the second-line family.

The figure of Oriental Junjun appeared in the Silver Wing Divine City.

But no one in the whole city knew he existed, and even the ban on silver wings had not been triggered.

His figure flashed and he entered a building in Silver Wing Shrine.

There is a thin old man in this building.

The old man was crouching his waist and was categorizing some of the materials.

“Old man, get your hands and feet together!” There was a median true god beside him.

This is a famous alchemy house in the Silver Wings, where the old man has worked diligently for many divine periods.

Because human beings are too honest, they are often called to drink.

The elderly, however, remain in this refinery because of their knowledgeable hands and feet and little pay.

Everyone thought that he was indispensable, in fact already indispensable.

“Whoo!”

Dongfang Junjun appeared in Alchemy Fang.

Several true gods in the Alchemy Fang suddenly saw one more person and suddenly stunned.

"Who are you?" cried the true God. How dare you be so good at my money! ”

This Alchemy Fang belongs to the Qian family, which is the second-line family in Silver Wing Shenzhen.

Although the Silver Wing City belongs nominally to the Orientalist family, it actually belongs to the Qian family.

Oriental purity and hidden cultivation, these true gods naturally do not know who he is, suddenly came here, where does he have a good face?

Oriental Chunjun completely ignored these people. He walked a few steps towards the old man who was sorting medicines. His face appeared respectful. He arched his hand and said: "Why did you call me here? ”

If anyone sees Oriental Junju talking to people in such a state, they will be surprised.

His Oriental Purity is the leader of the saints. He is at the top of the divine domain. Since when do we need to treat people like this?

The old man who picked the medicine didn't lift his head, and his slender fingers cleverly traveled through a pile of medicine, picking out some of them of slightly poor quality, only listening to him say faintly: “I sense the presence of Lo Shui, I know where she is. ”

“What!”

Oriental Pure Jun's voice shivered slightly and his face appeared excited.

“Don't you have long ears? Who are you, dare you...” A median true God feels that he has been naked and ignored, and this stranger crosses himself to talk to that old man.

“Noise! ”

Oriental Jun's face sank and his hands gently brushed.

An intangible power swept over the middle god, and the middle god's words only stood in half.

Then a layer of patchy cracks appeared on the body's surface, like a weathered statue, which quickly cracked, dusted and dissipated in the air.

The other gods in this Alchemy Fang, seeing this scene is silly, no one dares to move.

The power of Oriental purity is extremely powerful, but such a powerful power has not released any power. Even the people outside the Alchemy Fang have not been shocked. How powerful is this guy?

The true gods in this room quickly came up with the answer, no matter what kind of power he was in, taking their lives would surely be easier than crushing an ant.

Old Suddenly looked up and glanced slightly, fingers blank.

A little bit of dust reappears, constantly agglomerates, combines, melts legs, clothes, hair.

The true god who was killed by Oriental purity and annihilation appeared in front of everyone. He looked at himself and had no idea what had happened!

“You're still like that, too grumpy," said Suddenly.

Oriental Chunjun didn't care, but he was anxious to ask, "Where is she?" ”

“Loshui, she has been lurking underground, and she has opened up a separate space with 'underground', so I have not been able to detect her existence, her space, without any connection to the divine domain,” said Sudden Old Man, still not slowly: “But I have just realized that she has exposed her position. ”

“Where!” continued Oriental Junjun.

He did not want to know how Loshui was hiding himself, which was not important.

“Including the ancestral land, a hundred thousand miles north of the Sioux Non Divine City underground,” said Kuo Lao.

“Thank you, old man!” Oriental Junjung said, saying that he was leaving.

Kuo Lao stared at him lightly and said, "Remember your promise and don't break it. ”

Hearing this, Oriental pure glance glistened, laughing: "Nature will not forget!” He then left the place.

Old man Kuo twisted a pill in his hand and a slight smile flashed on his face, "I hope you don't forget! ”

Oriental Jun chose to stand on Xuanwei's side, or because Loshui is a woman, if Oriental Junwei is successful, it is possible to betray Xuanwei again. Suddenly the old man is well aware of the character of Oriental Junwei.

It was then that the old man discovered that all the true gods in the Alchemy Room were staring at themselves with fear.

These true gods did not expect that the old men who turned obedient on a weekday would be so respected by those powerful people!

And this old guy is so intelligent, he has been turned into the true god of flying ash, he can easily recover under one finger, what a means is this?

“Don't look, do your thing,” he said.

There is a powerful wave of consciousness in his voice that invades the minds of the true gods between moments, accurately erasing some of their memories.

These gods' bodies trembled slightly, revealing a slight confusion in their eyes.

But the confusion lasted only a moment, and the clarity was restored, but what had just happened was clean and forgotten.

Especially the crushed median god, who shouted at Kuo Lao: “Old man, how dare you lazy? ”