Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Xiaoyun and Fuchu returned to the center of the team, protected by layers.

After all, these two are the most important, and the Warden clan is likely to make them their number one target.

"What if we have to go through it?" asked Rosenberg, his eyes slightly squinting. ”

The black robe man lifted his hand gently, and all the butterflies started dancing violently, like a pair of wings, floating behind the cape man, “You still have one last chance to leave the levitation and Xiaoyun behind this pair of liberals, or you will all die! ”

“Dream!” Xiaoyun's voice came from behind.

Others have not spoken, this is the point, it is absolutely impossible to get them back...

“Really...” The black robe man grinned, raising his hand, the black robe attached to the body surface had faded, revealing his original appearance.

It was a young man of great stature with an eye-catching scar on his nose.

As the young man faded, the black robes on the roof also unraveled their robes, a sign of battle for the Warden clan.

“Since you won't seize the last chance, then bury with the rest of the sins...”

“Huh!”

As the voice fell, the butterfly behind the young man danced and came straight to the crowd.

“You're on both sides! ”

Luo Zheng said that he had already rushed forward.

These black robes all possess the blessings of the Ancient Mixed God, which is the blue energy.

According to Xiaoyun, everyone gets different blessings. Now, the butterfly in front of him is the biggest threat. He must not be too close, so Luo Zheng can only take the lead!

“Arrow! ”

Ming Wei's eyes squinted and he drank the commandment.

The exiles held crossbows, pointing at both sides of the house, and the brackets were pulled.

“Sex, sex...”

Arrow shuttle, forcing the people of the Warden clan to lay low.

All the arrows hit the rubble, and a series of bangs came along...

“There's no turning back, either spell or die. Let's go! ”

Ming Wei's crisp voice came out.

She knows that these desolates, and even some of the exiles, are a little timid.

Because the Warden clan fought hard to resist, and their pedestrian purpose was simply to escape the world.

But this contradiction is irreconcilable, and by this moment, there is no alternative but desperation!

She can only tell everyone that now she has to be ready to die...

Go ahead, Ming Wei, hold the ring blade, gently step on the toe, one flip, and flip over the roof in an extremely beautiful position.

Although she suffered an arrow in the collarbone of her chest, it was not serious.

Now facing the Warden clan, she dared not to be slightly slow, she could only lead the people to fight!

“Master Ming Wei is right, we have no way back! ”

A wild god of the Lady Clan shouted, and with Ming Wei rushed to the roof.

But the moment she just rushed up, a black robe man on the roof sneered, his hands gently together, and under the bright blue light, a large axe appeared empty-handed and cut off towards her head.

“Death!”

“Pfft...”

The blue energy of the Axe is almost indestructible.

Besides, the desert god is now nothing but a mortal body in the district, almost unresponsive, cut in half, a rainfall of blood, dripping from the sky, sprinkling all over the ground.

“Master Ling! ”

Seeing this scene, the women of the Kui tribe were slightly stunned and reflexed, and suddenly became desperate for grief.

“Kill them! ”

“Fight them...”

“ …… ”

The crowd of the Lady Clan is blushing.

As for the others, there may have been some cowardice before, but at this moment I finally understood what it means to have no way back!

If you want to live, you have to fight for it.

On this uniwood bridge, there are abyss on both sides, and only one side can pass!

“Kill!”

“Pfft...”

More people rush up toward the roofs on both sides.

There was also an arrow shooting sound, and a blue light began to flash on the roof...

“Sex, sex...”

The dense, numb butterflies flashed like rain.

The powerful men of the Warden clan lifted their hands, fingered and grabbed, and made a veiled motion towards Luo Zheng.

So all the butterflies turned into a giant cage, and came over to Rosenhead.

Originally rushing at an extremely fast speed, Luo Zheng looked at the cage and was about to cover his head, and suddenly he took a very unusual step, almost dumping the whole person on the ground.

But then the strength of his waist, he was just a snuggle, and he stabilized himself, while avoiding the cage.

“Huh!”

The sword shook gently in Rosen's hand and stabbed at the man.

The unexpected colour flashed in the eyes of the man, but he did not expect the young man to be so flexible in front of him.

However, he had no intention of retreating, and the butterfly, which had already been turned into a cage, quickly broke up and turned into a screen that blocked him, whilst at the same time sweeping towards Luo Xin.

In the face of the “screen” that this butterfly embodies, we have to retreat.

He moved horizontally for a few steps and approached the void again, except that the butterflies were too flexible to pull out the space easily. If he wanted to go under the attack, the butterflies could always be blocked in front of the men.

Luo Zheng tried seven or eight times in a row. He circled around the man three times. On several occasions, his long sword was just a short distance away from the man, but the butterflies came, and Luo Zheng had to retreat.

“That's it? ”

Kui Wu's face floated with a cold laugh, then his fingers bounced, those blue butterflies danced with him as their heart, it was an irregular start to spread out and crash around!

If these butterflies maintain a certain pattern, they can easily be avoided.

But now all the butterflies move irregularly, and it is difficult to escape, only to move cautiously in it, but to look forward and back, for a time to be extremely dangerous.

It's only a pity that Rosen can't use "Eight Cigarettes", otherwise these butterflies can't touch him at all...

“Pfft!”

Unable to retreat, the brilliant man manipulated the butterflies closer and closer.

In constant hiding, Rosen felt a sharp pain coming from his right leg, a blue butterfly paddling across his thigh, leaving a thick blood trough on his thumb.

Due to this wound, Rosenfeld's figure slowed and countless butterflies put their heads under his hood.

“Die,” Kui Wu man stood.

In his view, Rosen is bound to be eroded by these butterflies after a breath.