Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

At the top of a bloody orphan peak, the rings of the human race stand.

Two shadows have appeared in the vicinity of the rings under a shake of the halo in the middle of the rings.

After Rosen's gaze returned to normal, he took a glance at the surrounding environment and suddenly glanced slightly.

At the top of the bloody orphan peak is a roundabout with seventy-eight rings in the center of the roundabout. In addition to the people, there are other races flying up here, and there are dozens of yang souls around the roundabout.

These yang souls have different shapes, all ethnic groups, but no one ethnic group.

When they saw the flesh of Rosen and Phoenix, their eyes were bright.

“These two… have flesh? ”

“How did they do that? ”

“Does that woman seem like she's still alive on the other shore? ”

Phoenix can see the face clearly and is naturally recognized as a living spirit on the other shore.

Rather than ignoring these yang souls, Luo Zheng walked to the edge of the round table and looked around.

A bloody orphan peak stands throughout the melting day, with each orphan peak at considerable distances, beneath the orphan peak is a vast abyss, and at the bottom of the abyss is a flow of red liquid.

“From the twenty-ninth heavenly day onwards, the other shore became unusually dangerous," said Phoenix, "the bottom of the often melting day is filled with ‘boiling blood’, which is the red liquid below, any creature that falls into boiling blood will melt clean. ”

“But isn't that dangerous?” Rozen's gaze has been retracted from the bottom, falling on one side of the orphan peaks, all of which have built long stacks that naturally pass safely as long as they do not die and jump into the boiling blood.

Besides, it's easier if you know how to fly in the sky.

“Friend of the people, just the boiling blood at the bottom is nothing, but don't forget, there are golden wingbirds in the sky!” A sunny soul of up to three lengths has come together.

“Golden Wingbird...”

Rosen looked up.

Hidden in the sky is the shadow of a giant bird, but those giant birds just circle in the deep space...

“I checked the data,” Feng Gong nodded, “The absolute dominion in the melting heavens is the golden wingbird, even if it is the spirit on the other side of the 29th heaven, it is the prey of those birds, let alone the soul of the sun. ”

The Yang soul is much more fragile than the flesh, even if it has entered the Soul City, it is still fragile, unless it completely passes the Soul City test and achieves colorless mindset to reach the Holy Soul.

“Right, right, right! ”

The three tall souls summed up and said: “It's too dangerous to melt in the sky. We've been here all along, just to wait for the opportunity to go to Soul City. If you two have flesh and body, can you protect us for a ride! ”

“I come from the Lion Mu Nation. If you two would like to escort me through, please also offer a price...”

“ …… ”

Hearing this, Rosenfeld's face revealed a hint of curiosity, "Are you trapped here? ”

“Hmm! Those golden wingbirds are cunning and safe on this roundabout alone. Once we step into that long staircase, the golden wingbirds will be targeted," the Lion Mu nodded.

A smaller sun soul came to the edge of the roundtable and took a quiet step towards the stairway, saying: “If this friend doesn't believe it, look! ”

The Yang soul just stood on the stairway for a little while, a wind gushed over the sky, a huge wingshadow rushed down at an incredible speed and landed next to the stairway.

And before the golden wingbird washed down, the little Yang soul had taken his feet back.

“Yo!”

The golden wingbird made an angry roar and shouted at the little man's sun soul.

But its head just touched the platform, a bloody lightning emitted a "nourishing” current, the golden wingbird screamed, flapping its wings backwards, then rushing towards the sky, and the air dispersed a scorching smell.

“That's it,” said the little Yang Soul.

Three tall yang souls hey hey smile: “Ugly words, you are such a golden wingbird, it is remembering to hate you, when you stay on the stairs, will attack you first. ”

The “ugly words” said indifferently: “Anyway, these birds have been here, I will not go to Soul City for the rest of my life...”

It was only after hearing their conversation that Rosen realized that these people had been trapped here for some time, I'm afraid.

If this is true all the time, it is theoretically impossible.

And he thought about it, and he said, "No, if the golden wingbirds were always there, how would the others get to Soul City? ”

“We can only wait for the chance," said Phoenix. "I heard that when there is blood fog, the golden wingbirds are reluctant to come down. When the blood fog is dispersed, it will be safe for everyone to rush to Soul City quickly! ”

“How often does that bloody fog come?” Ro asked.

“We've been here a long time, but we haven't seen a bloody fog,” replied another Yang Soul.

The birth of blood fog is completely random. Sometimes blood fog can disperse most of the day. Sometimes, even if blood fog is born, it can only cover a subregion and still not travel to Soul City.

“So you want us to fight those weird birds?” Ro asked.

“Exactly!” The little man Yang Soul said.

“It's too dangerous," Phoenix rejected the offer, "those golden wingbirds are the rulers here, and if they come, you can't resist! ”

Although Phoenix has some confidence in Luo Zheng, the less willing he is to risk anything.

The Yang Souls listened to Phoenix and objected. One moment at a time, they were exasperated. Some of them even read the illusion curse directly and withdrew from the other shore.

At this time, Luo Xin suddenly came back to his mind with the voice of the original Heavenly Spirit, “What a strange thing, the blood mist that often melts in the sky has been lost? ”

“Blood fog spell? What is that?” asked Luo.

“Hey, it looks like the Yuan Ling clan has made a lot of efforts over the years and washed away a lot of things,” Yuan Heavenly Helpless laughed, “The great wingsculpture clan in the constant melting heavens is really powerful, even the heavens are carried by the great wingsculpture, which is rare. ”

Generally speaking, the spirits of the dark domain are more powerful than the spirits of the light domain, but it is rare that the dark domain and the light domain of the often melting sky are known as the Great Winged Gold Sculpture.

Yes, the Great Winged Golden Sculptures are very arrogant!

No matter how hard the Yuanling clan tried, it could not be pulled together. This clan, though vicious and brutal, did not listen to the Yuanling clan.

And this race, which stands at the top of the day, the most fearful is the boiling blood flowing in the abyss, in fact, most of the spirits on the other side of the day, rely on boiling blood to survive.

After recounting the history of the Great Winged Gold Sculpture Clan, Yuan Tianzheng continued: “A long time ago, it was discovered that blood fog can drive away the Great Winged Gold Sculpture, their boiling blood beneath the extreme smoke, and summon the fog of boiling blood by the blood fog almost through the necessary means of twenty-nine constant melting days, I didn't expect that nobody knew now. ”