Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Above the Oriental floating island, accompanied by a spatial fluctuation, the Pastoral Sea Pole has come out of the void.

Time at sea, only saints can safely use space to move.

Normally, however, the saints would not do so, and the seagrazing poles suddenly appeared in the floating islands of the Oriental family, which was certainly important.

The two Oriental guards saw Makkai approaching, hurriedly greeted him and bowed.

“I'm looking for the Great Eastern Saint. We have important business to discuss. Go quickly and pass it on," Pastoral Sea said faintly.

The two guards glanced at each other, revealing a glimmer of difficulty on their faces.

One of the guards said: "The great saint is in the rear palace, he has commanded that nothing should disturb him! ”

“Back palace! He's been in the back! Sooner or later, he'll ruin it on that woman!” Pastoral sea poles show outrage on their faces.

Over the years, Oriental Jun's character has become extremely strange.

Originally led by the Haut-Men Alliance, they wanted to take control of the Abyss Magic, but now the matter is set aside.

Every time they visit, Oriental Chun is either in the back palace or exploring the sea of time, in order to find a body for that woman!

Although in the eyes of these saints, the Hawman Alliance has taken an absolute advantage and taken control of the situation...

But three of the four holy sites have been controlled by outsiders.

Not Zhou Lingshan is controlled by the big apprentice of Luoxiang, and the Whirlpool Forest is controlled by the second apprentice of Gubei.

As for soul waste, the last time Shi Xiaoxiao helped save Luo Zheng's life, he also appeared to be on the side of Luo Xiao.

Though the roller has fallen, this man's strategy is so far-reaching that he always leaves Pastoral Sea extremely constrained, afraid that he will have a roll of earth for a day.

The two guards were shocked when they heard Pastoral Pole.

“Holy, don't get excited...”

“My grand saint will be out soon! ”

The two guards feared that Pastoral Sea Pole would piss off Oriental Jun, and if they were to be pissed off, they would suffer.

Who cares about these two people?

When he was angry, he took a breath and said out loud: "Great Eastern Holiness, Pastoral Sea has important business to discuss, please come forward! ”

This sound is far and bright, passing along this overlapping palace...

In that gorgeous backyard.

A plate of orange sandalwood is slowly burning, with a hint of smoke rising in green and a refreshing fragrance of spleen.

The fragrance in the nose soothes the soul, refreshes the mind and firms the mind.

This sandalwood is the famous Sandalwood Builder from the tree festival at the top of the North Sea. It is a very precious thing in the divine domain, and even Hormen can't ask for it.

Especially in this era of divinity, the building of sandalwood leaves the layer of death, turning the 33 million mile radius into a dead zone. This construction of sandalwood can only be rarer and rarer...

Oriental Junjing sits in it, his eyes deeply looking at the glass box not far away.

Loshui hasn't responded to herself in a long time...

I blame myself for my incompetence.

Years of traveling in the sea of time have not been able to recover the body of Loshui.

There were so many debris in the sea at that time, countless divine epochs accumulated, every moment, every breath, every moment, became a fragment of time...

It is indeed too difficult for Oriental Jun.

At this time, the distant and bright voice of the Pastoral Sea Pole came in.

Under the fluctuation of the sound, the straight-line blue smoke of sandalwood gently dissipated, and suddenly swayed.

Oriental Jun's eyebrows slightly wrinkled and his eyes flashed, slowly disappearing into the hall...

After Oriental Jun left, in the glass box, Lilo's head slowly rose and opened his eyes slightly.

Her slightly beautiful eyes revealed a hint of thought.

Though she has been asleep for years, she still keeps an eye on any minor movements.

That voice just now, it's the Pastoral Pole...

What happened to make a saint so anxious?

Was it too white?

The conscript has returned...

Thinking of his son, Leroy had a terrible smile on his face.

Throwing Rosen out of the divine realm at that time was a huge gamble that was forced to run.

Chaos is also full of traps and dangers...

Though he is not afraid of the corrosion of chaotic gas, he is still too shallow to fix it. I'm afraid it's a big problem to survive.

Return, this hope is too slim...

Leroy's water sighed in the shadows and slowly sank into the brown solution.

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With a spatial fluctuation, Oriental Jun has appeared in front of the Pastoral Sea Pole, but with a smile on his face, he said, "What's so urgent about you, brother of the sea pole? ”

Pastoral poles revealed their colour, saying: "We have a great ability to visit the divine domain! ”

“Powerful?” Oriental pure eyebrows, “what kind of power? You wouldn't say it was Gu Bei, would you? ”

Today's saints have rarely left the divine domain, and the only one is Gu Bei, who is free from the divine domain.

And Gu Bei was on the side of the roller...

In the case of the return to the north, the sea is indeed worth vigilance.

“If it was Gu Bei, it would be fun!” Pastoral sea is so depressed, "said Pastoral Sea.“ Someone has formed a space passage outside the divine domain that has been built so deep that I can't destroy it even if I do it myself in the Great Polar Wood! ”

“What!”

The words finally cautioned Oriental purity.

The saint in his own atlas is called omnipotent, so never engage with each other in the atlas...

How many people construct a spatial passage that the sea-going pole cannot destroy in the atlas?

However, Oriental pure mind soon stabilized, and he squinted his eyes and said: “It is said that there is a space barrier outside the divine domain, even if a space channel is built, it cannot be accessed. Opening that barrier is not something that can be done for a while. ”

“But the Xuanwei also came in?” Pastoral Pole asked.

Pastoral seas smiled faintly, "It took them 20 years to open the space barrier! ”

“Then we've only got 20 years!” Pastoral eyebrows are beating.

Twenty years, for a saint, it's just a finger wave...

It can be said that the crisis is imminent, and the ghosts know what the other way is?

“And... that space channel was built all the way to the divine domain, and it must have sent someone in to prevent me from detecting it, so the space channel was divided into thirteen parts, scattered across thirteen large domains, so as to avoid me going after it!” Pastoral sea poles muttered.

“Thirteen cents,” the Orient's pure face reveals its sincerity, "who will they send in? And this person must be from the divine domain...”