Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

“I can't beat you? ”

Luo Zheng stared at himself exactly the same, his eyebrows locked tight.

Even if 9527 decided so, there must be something strange about this illusion...

But in any case, he doesn't believe that he's really who he is.

The chilly air rolling around allowed Rosen to calm down quickly, and he pondered for a moment and the corner of his mouth curled.

“Since I would, you wouldn't know that, would you? ”

As soon as the voice dropped, Luo Zheng unleashed the power of the wild gods in his body, and his body began to soar!

With a net height of about 20 feet, Rosenfeld's body grew rapidly and his head quickly crashed into the ceiling of the ice palace.

“Boom! ”

Under such impact, the ice crystal condensed ceiling suddenly cracked countless times.

“Gaga, Gaga...”

These cracks spread rapidly across the ice palace.

When the illusion symbol saw this scene, the face finally changed!

He was able to do exactly the same thing as Rosen, but he suddenly grew up like Rosen, but he couldn't!

His eyes squinted slightly and a soft voice suddenly appeared in his mind, "Stop him from destroying the ice palace! ”

“Yes!”

The illusion nodded and then took a sudden leap.

“Pfft! ”

A pair of thunder wings stretched out from his back.

At the same time, he carried a shadow sword, rolled out a strange spiral in the air, the emotions in his eyes had disappeared clean, and the shadow sword in his hand merged wildly with the sword intent, “Cut the emotion! A sword from the gods of games...”

This huge ice palace is rapidly collapsing under the squeeze of Rosen.

By the time the illusion was “One Sword of the Game God”, Rosenfeld's stature had grown by more than a hundred lengths.

The legs penetrated more than a dozen floors of the ice chamber, and the head and shoulders crashed into a huge space inside this huge ice chamber.

As he grew bigger, Rosenfeld's attention focused on the illusion.

Luo Zheng is naturally most interested in understanding himself, starting from the illusion of Luo Zheng, carrying a series of shadow swords, at the same time, he can predict with his eyes closed.

“With this fake?” Luo Zheng had a cold drink and waved his hands

The sound of the explosion alone shattered the crystal clear ice...

The sword of the illusion symbol has not yet been cut out. It has been slapped by Luo Zheng!

“Boom!”

Rosenfeld is a good shot.

The power of the desolate god is released in conjunction with the source of power, even if it is not easy for a saint to block the slap of the sign.

“Pfft...”

Like a kite off the line, the illusion crushed countless layers of ice and smashed deeper into the ice palace.

“This guy's body is as strong as mine...”

Even if the illusion is photographed, the face of the illusion does not have any light color.

After all, he knew the secrets of his flesh and his special means of integrating the Divine Divinity. What kind of means could he have replicated all of this?

The only thing that's not replicated, I'm afraid, is 9527 and the power of the Wild God!

“Shadow Sword...”

“Melting energy…”

“Origin of power…”

“These things were acquired in the atlas, or in the divine domain!” At this moment, Rosen seemed to notice, "but the power of the wild god was outside the divine domain, so the other party could not replicate it. ”

In other words, is there something that can create a replica of all living beings in the divine domain?

This conclusion by Rosen makes his vest sweaty, and the ability to do so is somewhat counterproductive.

“Your judgment should be correct," the voice of 9527 also delivered.

“Do you think so?” Ro asked.

Nine, five, two, seven. “Well," he said, "The place of reincarnation in the magic of the abyss is a very unique place. Unlike other forbidden places, the reincarnation artifact of the reincarnation place can turn the fire of memory of the entire divine domain, so what about the sea of meditation? ”

The sixth layer of the Abyss Magic is divided into three parts, in the middle is the Plain of Despair, the Plain of Despair is the necessary path to the seventh layer of the Abyss Magic, but the left side of the Plain of Despair is the Plain of Return, and the right side is the Sea of Meditation...

This ocean is full of black water, and it can never be as simple as it looks.

I'm afraid even as strong as Chen Wang's sword, we haven't figured out the true power of the sea of meditation!

“Wow...”

Rosen's enormous body is stuck in the ice palace, just a little bouncing, and countless pieces of ice continue to spill.

“Wherever this is, I can finally break down a path! ”

After choosing one direction, his body leaned back gently, slightly inclined down and burst forward!

“Boom... Boom...”

The destructive power of this punch is astonishing, and I'm afraid it'll blow a hole in a circle of dozens of miles!

If this ice house is any bigger, I'm afraid he'll have to punch it through!

Korozen's gaze follows the giant hole smashed in front of him, and the milky cold air still swells far away.

Seeing this scene, Rosen's face also revealed a slight confusion.

Is this ice palace building hundreds of miles deep? How could someone build such a huge ice palace?

“…”

Luo conquered the power of the desolate god in his body, and once again applied thunderbolt, flying along that huge void.

Dozens of miles away, he flew at full speed, but after a few breathing hours, he quickly reached the end of this giant hole...

Standing on a broken ice sculpture floor, Rosen's face became very ugly.

He never found the end of this ice palace, and behind this transparent wall, it is still a beautifully carved wall of ice, as if it had no end, stretching all the way out of reach of his sight.

“What the hell is going on!” I had a headache when I saw this scene.

He felt himself sent to a very strange place by the guys in the black water.

Even the knowledgeable 9527 can't see the doorway.

After all, the inference of 9527 is only judged by the experience of constructing the world.

And every other frontier is more or less different when it comes to constructing the world, and it doesn't know what the purpose of constructing the ocean of meditation is, or what authority it opens up in the ocean of meditation.

A shadow wandered over just as Loren tangled.

That's the illusion of being slapped by Rosenfeld...

This slap, though severely injured, is amazing in its resilience, and so is the illusion. He leaned on an ice pole and smiled slightly: “Master, if you stay here, you can stay in the ice palace. It's impossible to get out. ”