Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

The ability of the ear rats to fight these blood hands is absolutely impossible, and it is simply scriptural and earthly to take them away from them.

“Ling Frost,” Luo Zheng called out.

Ling Frost nodded his head and walked towards the blood hand. The box in his hand appeared, absorbing both hands with a ring.

The ear rats are also extremely intelligent and do not dare say much.

After Ling Frost stowed the blood, they focused their eyes again on the three hearts at the top of the aisle.

“I don't know how this accomplice's mind should be distributed," said one of the ear rats.

“Lord Skywalker doesn't seem to need an accomplice's heart, and once it's loaded, he'll sacrifice himself, squeaking,” another ear rat said. "How about we keep these three hearts for the ear rat first, and after the auction, split half the soul dan to Lord Skywalker? ”

Such a request is too greedy, and only the ear rat clan can say it without blushing.

“Do you want a face?” Ling Frost sarcastically.

Rosen also shook her head, "I'm with Ling Frost one at a time, the other belongs to your ear rat. ”

He wasn't talking to the ear rats, and Rozon could have taken all three of his accomplices' hearts.

After all, he chose to work with the ear rats, only to help the ear rats penetrate the wall, and it was entirely up to him to get what he could in the Temple of the Messiah.

Without Rozhen, let's not talk about seeing these three hearts, the nineteen passages they can't get through.

The Abyss' combined strength is stronger than that of the ear rats, and they are also trapped in the walls of the passageway for eternity.

“Squeak...”

There is no room for ear rats to return to the map except by agreeing to this plan.

Rosen leaps up with her feet gently tucked and her arms wrapped around one of the hearts.

As he gently pulled down, his heart was severed from the blood vessels at the top of the channel, and he dragged him down.

“Pfft, pfft...”

After leaving those “blood vessels," the heart is still contracting and beating, constantly bleeding outward, but the heart starts to heal rapidly at the break, and the blood stops flowing.

After watching, Luo Zheng handed this heart over to Ling Frost.

A crowd of ear rats can only look at the cream and incorporate it into their rings.

Then Rosen pulled the second and third Sumiya rings off the top and gave them to Ling Frost and the ear rats, respectively.

The harvest into the nineteenth canal is already very good, but neither the blood hands nor the accomplices' hearts are well suited for rhetoric.

While the heart of an accomplice is strong, it can sacrifice its own life, that is, life for life, a power that must not be used.

If he had carried the other side of the ship, he would have taken up the true meaning of Luo Zheng. After all, at this stage, he could only carry three other side items.

As for the two blood hands, although the ear rats did not help with the assessment, Rosenfeld estimated that this item should belong to a superior cross-shore trust and did not quite meet Rosenfeld's requirements.

When he left, Rosen glanced at the giant face over the corridor.

This giant face is still screaming, not knowing what the message is, despite the huge size of the face, but like the rest of the face, it becomes powerless after losing those hands.

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Eleven ways.

A half-human skull sits on either side of the tunnel.

The skull's back legs have been embedded in the walls as if they were embedded in them.

Each skeleton has a faint glow in its eye hole, staring silently at the sun spirits in the passage.

“Your Highness, walk slowly," martyred an admonition beside her.

Despite the fact that Phoenix had been hit by the Bears in front of the Temple of the Masses, it had not affected her mood in any way, and what she had determined was inevitable.

“It's okay,” replied Phoenix coldly.

She also had a light blue light flashing under her feet, a spiritual filament with a family of bears.

No one in the Temple of the Messianic can leave the other shore, whether or not it is naturally meaningless to be bound by entanglement silk, she is not in a hurry to purify the entanglement silk, after a while the entanglement silk will naturally fail.

“Giggle...”

As the disciples of Heavenly Palace continued to go deeper into this passage, the jaw of a small skeleton embedded in the wall suddenly opened, suddenly drilling a fine bug from the skeleton's mouth!

“Careful! ”

She martyred behind Phoenix and cautioned herself.

Seeing this anomaly appeared, martyrdom rushed towards Phoenix for the first time.

But the phoenix suddenly shook its shape, his right hand was empty, a golden light pounded towards the hundred feet of longworm, a crisp bang, the hundred feet of longworm had been ashed by the whip of the golden god.

“You have too little nerve," Phoenix shook her head.

She used to think of martyrdom as her only rival in Heavenly Palace.

She shrugged her shoulders and laughed helplessly.

He wouldn't have been so nervous if you hadn't been so reckless as to enter a deserted land. The ghost knows what is hidden in the Temple of the Messiah, and an accidental annihilation of all of them is possible!

“Dah!”

It was then that a slight voice came after the martyrdom.

A temple disciple's leg was bitten by a thick thumb bug.

On this day, the palace disciple's original purple-light sun soul began to turn dark and dark. He didn't even react, and the whole sun soul turned into a black smoke, scattered along the top of the channel.

“Careful! ”

“Don't be bitten by a bug! This thing is poisonous! ”

“You see, the little skulls' mouths are open! ”

The little skeletons on both sides of the tunnel opened their jaws, and a hundred bugs climbed out of them, rushing from the wall to the ground.

Everyone was creepy to see what happened just after the Temple disciple was bitten by a bug!

“You, come with me,” said Phoenix.

She flushed down the road, her hands waved constantly, and the golden whip of fire that had spread between her hands was constantly pounding, and the disciples of Heavenly Palace, sad and waiting, followed her forward!

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In the seventh lane.

The little girl of the tribe, under the protection of her brother, moved forward carefully.

Their numbers are too small and their strengths are weaker, naturally choosing the seventh easiest path.

In fact, the vast majority of the nineteen roads have chosen this corridor, and the interracial groups have gone through it one step at a time, cleared the obstacles ahead of them, and there is naturally no danger that they will walk at the end of the road.

Every time their pedestrian walks out a ten-year distance, they send one person to squat on the corner of the wall and draw a pattern on the wall with the power of his soul.

“How many times is this?” One of them asked.

“Four hundred and thirty-seven, we're only halfway there," the painter replied.