Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Only after the appearance of ethnic groups on the other side of the 32nd day did Rosen discover that there were so many races here.

After all, the dominant civilizations used to build their own temples on thirty-two heavens.

As Qingyu civilization was also rooted in the thirty-second heaven at the time, but they had not been able to resist the pursuit of the empty clan, and had to choose to enter lower space and hide in the dark realm of the thirteenth heaven.

In fact, the situation of the people is similar to that of the Qingyu civilization. The people led by Yuan Tianzheng failed to resist the Yuanling clan and could only flee for 33 days, while the others hid in the Kaitian Temple on the 16th heaven.

“Psst...”

A black square in the distance is like a flying blanket, flying fast against the bronze floor.

Jump from the top of the black square a spiritual like the elongated "bamboo pole", they are tall, have blue and purple skin, they all have a horse face, raise their hands and feet reveal arrogance, and let them line up, then walk down three more people from the black square.

All three are immortal and powerful!

“What race is this? There are three immortals in the race..." said Luo Xuanqi.

“That was the Ziyun tribe, and was the top five dominant civilization," Gan Gaocheng whispered, “but now loyal to the Yuanling tribe. ”

“The top five dominant civilizations are also loyal to the Yuanling clan...” Luo Zheng shook his head.

Though it has been known through the primitive dignity, that in the thirty-second heaven, apart from the neutrality of a small number of enduring races such as the Sami, all the other races on the other shore, dominant civilizations have joined the other two communities, but after witnessing with great admiration.

“The people of this Ziyun people are ungrateful and ungrateful generations, that is, they can't be reused as dogs under the door of the Yuan Ling clan. After all these years, there has been no progress.” The voice of Yuan's primitive heavens floated faintly, and the voice was full of disdain.

Hearing Yuan Tianzhen's words, Luo Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly, “Yuan Tianzhen's predecessor, this Ziyun people still have problems with the people? ”

“After we entered the thirty-second heaven, under the leadership of our ancestors, we reached the point of confrontation with the Yuan Ling clan chamber. At that time, there were many races and civilizations on the other side of us. The Ziyun people were civilizations No. 62, older than our people, and the strongest ally of our people." The thought of the memory of the original heavens also floated back to the past.

At that time, in a flat day, it didn't look as if it was dead now. Many ruling civilizations were ups and downs, so sing to us.

At that time, the people were a flag of the end, even if the chaos of the seventy-seventh failed, but the people and other civilizations on the other shore remained steadfast in support of the end together...

At the height of the day, the people even had the slightest chance to overthrow the Yuanling clan. At the most critical time, they were betrayed by several ruling civilizations, of which the Ziyun clan was one.

After the failure of the people, they also gradually slumped together.

Now those who support the end together either disappear, choose to rely on the Yuan Ling and the Empty Nation, or, like the Samui Nation, only to remain neutral and inactive.

“It turns out that the Ziyun people and our people still have this kind of festival,” said Luo Xuan muttered.

Thousands of chaotic epochs, so many things have happened in the long river for so long.

At this moment, the people of Ziyun suddenly marched towards both sides, covering a range of Sanqing stones, while a powerful immortal within the Ziyun clan shouted: “All the souls and flesh hung on Sanqing stones in this area, evacuate! ”

Before the Ziyun tribe, several other tribes hung their souls and flesh, including Luo Zheng, Li Cuxue and a few of the Samui tribes.

All of a sudden, the immortal powerful of the Ziyun clan demanded it, and everyone looked like they were unknown.

Jiutian elders glanced faintly at the immortality of the Ziyun people, and said unhappily: “Just one Sanqing stone can enter the immortality drawing roll, which Sanqing stone is not important, why should we withdraw? ”

The immortal realm of the Ziyun people carried their hands, and Moran smiled. “It really doesn't matter which Sanqing stone is used to enter the immortal painting roll, but all the immortal powerful people of the Ziyun people are anchored around this area, and the others can't get in! ”

The “sculptures” surrounding the Sanqing stones on the ground are indeed elongated bodies and are undoubtedly purple clouds.

But even so, such practices as the Ziyun are unreasonable.

Even the Yuan Ling clan, such as the Vacant clan, chose only one or three clear stones, but the Ziyun clan was dominant. Others had hung their souls and flesh, so that others could retreat.

“What if we don't retreat!” The eyes of the Nine Heavens flashed with anger.

Third-eyed boys and other Third-eyed people are equally angry.

Another immortal strongman of the Purple Clouds is not far away hey hey smile: “I do remember that the Sanmei should not be able to endure any torment, if you don't want to withdraw from it, you can try it! ”

The Samui people have the ability to protect themselves in a peaceful day, but if the Ziyun people target it, the Samui people's life will also be very sad.

Hearing this naked threat from the Purple Cloud Nation, all the people of the Samui Nation showed their grief on their faces, but it was true that they appeared very large. Instead, they persuaded: "Grandpa, retreat is retreat, you just need to change a piece of Sanqing stone, and you won't lose a piece of meat! ”

Under the nonchalant persuasion, the Nine Heavenly Patriarchs could only agree, and then the other two nonchalant and Samui returned to the space inside the next volume and retrieved the anchor hanging from it.

The Samui chose to withdraw, and several other small groups could not provoke the Purple Clouds to withdraw. Li Cuxue and Luosheng were the only ones left. One of them hung his soul, the other hung his flesh.

After a glance at the immortal state of the Ziyun people, they noticed this. Turning to gaze at Gangao Cold, they ordered: “The people of the district have gathered nothing lively, but quickly retreat! ”

Gangao Cold, far from wanting to cope, the Eastern Emperor is not here and they don't want to offend these other races.

"What if I don't withdraw? ”

The Ziyun people never thought that the weak people would refuse, especially this round of chaotic people, can't even get into the other shore, just hang their souls into it for a little bit of sweetness, it's simply some irrelevant role.

So when Luo Zheng opened his mouth, the eyes of the Ziyun people concentrated on him alone. After noticing Luo Zheng's flesh, several immortal powerful people showed strange expressions.