Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

As Rozon attempted to destroy the walls where the smoke was made, several winning fish rushed towards Rozon.

Just as they opened their blood basin mouths and bit at Rosen, a small sword swept silently and cut them into pieces.

“Careful, Rosen,” crimson warned.

When Rosen destroys the walls, Ling Frost also pays attention to the movement around him.

“This wall… is hard to destroy,” Rozheng frowned.

The inability to rush beyond the walls or leave the other shore, and the constant emergence of winning fish in the altar, is a dead end for the disciples of Heavenly Palace!

Those winning fish didn't hurt Rosen, but the disciple of Heavenly Palace behind them was miserable.

The winning fish that flew out of the altar in all directions came straight to the disciples of Heavenly Palace and did not know what means were used by the Bears and the Shennong clans. Those winning fish automatically ignored them.

A weak disciple ran a little slower, surrounded by a large crowd of winning fish, between blinking eyes, the sun's soul was torn, the pain of tearing his soul made him scream constantly, but the screaming did not last for a breath and disappeared, and he had been cleanly fed by winning fish.

Such a scream fluctuated, Tiangong's disciple's sun soul was constantly eaten by the winning fish, and once the situation became chaotic.

Though the Heavenly Palace here is quite elite, neither Mo's sword nor anyone else fought separately.

“Not like this,” Luo Zheng looked at more and more winning fish, he stood on the altar and yelled, while prompting his soul to burst out with an amazing smell, “All the disciples of Heavenly Palace, lean on my side! ”

All Temple disciples are attracted to Luo Xuan.

Luo Zheng had rushed to the front before. Originally, it was conspicuous. The crowd followed closely. It was just shapeless. Under his summons, the elites of Heavenly Palace also gathered together in formation, constantly converging towards the position where Luo Zheng was located.

The weaker disciples of Heavenly Palace are surrounded by the center, while those indigo souls who have the power to fight the winning fishes are blocked from the outside.

The situation was finally eased when the formation closed and backed against the edge of the altar.

Those fierce former servants of the winning fishes, who have just approached them, will be killed by all together!

“Don't panic! ”

“We are not powerless to fight these winning fish! ”

“Since the Bears won't let us leave, we'll fight them! ”

The Heavenly Palace elites were also extremely clear in their minds, cheering each other on, and people's confidence gradually recovered.

“Brother Luo! ”

One jumped on the altar and shouted.

Luo Zheng also heard this person's voice, it was really Gao Qi Zheng.

“Brother Gao is here too," said Luo Zheng.

“I just came to see the fun, who knew this was happening," said Gao Qi, depressed.

Probably the vast majority of Tiangong disciples here want to see the excitement, nor does it preclude them from attempting to crystallize the souls of the bear clan.

Luo Zheng also now has no time to listen to Gao Qi and complain. Many disciples of Heavenly Palace gather together, as long as they can destroy this smoke wall, he said: "This wall of smoke and dust is very strange. If you can find a way, you can come and try one or two! ”

Luo Zheng has just tried, and even if his heart is sword-minded, there is nothing he can do about the wall.

But these elites of the Heavenly Palace, handed down in different mountains, are naturally endowed with divine powers. Perhaps some cultivated spiritual powers can break this wall.

After Rosen finished his speech, he jumped down from the altar to the outside of the team to help the Heavenly Palace elites kill the winning fish.

“I'll do it!”

One of the team vacated and stood on the altar.

“It's a leaf wound! ”

“Only on the first day of Taiqing Mountain! ”

“He may be comparable to Mo One Sword and be built higher than Mo One Sword! ”

At this moment, the leaf wound's soul surface actually emitted a slight purple flame, his entire sun soul was like burning, only to see him pat his hands on the wall, the strange purple flame burned on the wall.

This spiritual fire is a soul of Taiqing Mountain. Few people can master it even in Taiqing Mountain.

Under the scorch of the soul fire, the wall changed color only slightly, but still remained intrinsically unchanged.

After several attempts, Leaf Wounds shook his head helplessly and jumped off the altar, “I can't break this wall! ”

“I'll do it!”

“Me too! ”

The elites of the Heavenly Palace took turns to perform their own excellence.

Luo Zheng slaughtered the winning fish while also watching the movement behind him, seeing all kinds of strange soul magic, and some exclamation in his heart.

It is true that the Palace of the Day is inherently deficient. It is ostensibly one of the three main orthodoxes of the human race, but at the end of the day, countless families have assembled together. The seven mountains are even more divided, each with a system, and not completely merged.

On the contrary, there are the Bears and Shennong clans, all of whom belong to the same clan, with the same bloodstream, and in many cases with advantages unmatched by the Palace of the Day.

The elite disciples who bullied themselves could break through the walls took turns, but failed to do so.

“We can't open this wall! ”

“What do we do now? ”

“You can't be stuck here forever, can you? ”

All the altars are filled with winning fish.

Although all of us have joined forces to kill many winning fish, the power of our souls is ultimately limited. Although we all need soul dan at hand to replenish it, there are times when soul dan runs out.

Keeping a hug here is still a dead end.

“Shall we destroy the altar?” Suddenly this observation has been made.

These altars, called by the Bears clan, have been falsified, Lingshuang and others stepped on top of them, and whenever a winning fish flew out above the altar, she instantly wiped them out.

There are about hundreds of altars in this area, if you can break this altar, you still have the power to fight!

“It's probably hard…”

The soul necklace on Lingfrost's chest flashed with light, and the soul sword floating beside her had been severely slashed against the altar.

“Ding!”

The little sword has been ejected.

These altars are comparable in strength to temples, and obviously they cannot be destroyed.

In addition to the cream, a few people tried it, and it turned out the same way.

Watching this scene, Rosen's eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

If your own yang soul is able to escape from the other shore and return to flesh, it should be able to smash these altars.

But if you can get away from the other side, everyone can get away with it, but you don't have to work so hard...

“Wow...”

The distant winning fish suddenly floated in a spiral and protected a yang soul, which was Ki Chang Min himself.

“You still have a little bit of luck in you, don't you?” Ji Chang said with a smile today, "Then let me break your fantasies with my own hands and feed me the winning fish! ”

His voice dropped, and all the mirrors on the altar were lit with a light of gold, and the size of the winning fish swimming out of those mirrors had grown several times bigger!