Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Yuan Ling civilization suddenly visited, instantly let the atmosphere in the ghost altar sword out.

Tuyer of the Red Devil Nation stared proudly at the feathers.

Although there is no verbal communication, the lines under silence have become apparent.

You picked the wrong side, it's time to die...

The face of the feather was a little ugly, but there was a certain amount of courage hidden in his eyes.

It's not wrong, it's no choice.

Because at that time, when the Yuan Ling people came to Night Vision Island, they chose the Night Demon Nation and encouraged the Night Demon Nation to kill the Evil Demon Nation.

Had it not been for the involvement of Luo Zheng and others, the Iris would have been exterminated by now.

Now that they have been forced into extinction, the Iris will have to fight to the end.

“I've been chasing you here since it was so clear...”

Fire is a little excited.

She has no hatred for Rosen and these people, even if she has lost to them...

Her excitement also comes from two or three successive failures.

It's like a fisherman catching a bunch of big fish, throwing a couple of nets in a row and getting pierced by the fish.

Now these fish have nowhere left to run, and naturally it is time to close the net.

Fire's voice dropped and her right shoulder cracked a stitch.

It is as if the land of lava had opened a crack, and the inside of the white skin was a rolling flame.

As the flames came out together, it was a little white dragon.

An unusual little white dragon with a strange and powerful aura.

“Gah...”

After Xiaobailong drilled out, he circled around the fire and was walking towards Luo Zheng.

A fire reached out on the surface of Little White Dragon, and the flame burned along the body of Little White Dragon. Under the rolling fire, these flames turned into a flame-red scale, set in the surface of Little White Dragon.

She knows that the holy stone in the hands of Luo Xuan can drive the light of destruction, and this dragon scale armor must naturally be ready.

“Kill them all,” said Fire coldly.

Rosen has wasted her good intentions on several occasions.

Death is his only home to the opponent of this ignorance.

“Gah!”

The little white dragon, dressed in flaming dragon scales, drilled out of the fire and came straight to the ghost altar.

Of course, Rosenfeld won't sit around waiting to be killed.

Volkswagen and Lady Volkswagen spread out to the left and right.

One hand of Volkswagen has caught the Holy Stone, the other hand is lifted gently, a gossip mark has floated on the body of Little White Dragon.

On the arm of the lady, a bright red shadow condensed into a long gun, which, under a high-speed spiral, had stabbed towards the little white dragon!

According to the idea of the two of them, they have a chance of winning by breaking the flame dragon scale of the little white dragon and illuminating it with the light of destruction.

“Bang!”

“Soo!”

The results were completely unexpected.

Volkswagen's gossip palm print and shadow long gun hit Little White Dragon, like itching, can not penetrate the flame dragon scale at all.

The rays of destruction that shine in their hands naturally have nowhere to go!

But two people are extremely responsive.

If it doesn't work, retreat immediately.

Immediately after King Sheng Tian Mou, Dong Wang, Lao Lao welcomed up.

“Shh...”

Countless sharp swords form a curtain wall cut into a small white dragon body.

Old Tai Yi Sword is almost the limit of the chaos world, both in power and speed.

But this crackled for a moment, still unable to break the defense of Little White Dragon.

Similar is the case with the Eastern Emperor and the King of Sheng Tian Mouse, whose bloodline is tied to other relics, and who cannot break the flame scale of the Little White Dragon.

The power gap is too great.

Battle of Leishan.

With the strength of one person, Fire can resist the ancient chaos gods and several immortal sieges.

And the little white dragon she's driving now, she's more powerful than her. Is it these immortals that can fight it?

One line attacked the other and backed away.

Little White Dragon flew half a lap around the ghost altar, finally forcing them off the road.

“Gah!”

The body of the little white dragon began to expand and the faucet rose high, revealing sharp fangs.

“Let's go! ”

The feathers are open.

The Weird Wolf King was released from his body, and a giant Weird wrapped his feathers in it.

The other three sirens have sacrificed their wickedness, and at this juncture they will have to fight to the death.

“I'll do it.”

"Standing behind you," said Loren.

Then he took a step, his body pounded forward and headed straight for the little white snake.

These immortals are not destined to be rivals of the little white snake...

Even if he struggled, there was a tiger's eye and armor beside him.

Until then, the only people in Ghost Mountain who could count on them were the people of Ghost Mountain.

Now the guys are nearby, but they don't show up.

If you can't count on them, you'll have to rely on your own blood!

Origin of Divine Blood!

Fire saw Luo Zheng pounce straight into the little white dragon, his eyes slightly bent, revealing a smile of contempt.

Without a toast to be forced to drink a forfeit, you are still looking for a way to die...

Little White Dragon opened his mouth and swallowed it towards Luo Zheng.

At the moment when they were about to touch each other, a huge finger suddenly dropped a point on the Ghost Altar.

“Boom!”

As the Ghost Altar trembled, Rosenberg and Little White Dragon were separated by that giant finger.

It was a great ghost festival that took the shot.

This great ghost sacrifice covered a layer of green skin, with an inverted triangle of eyes and two fangs appearing at the corner of the mouth, looks very good.

As it reached out its fingers, it took its hands off the creeps in its body.

That's a hateful, creepy finger!

“Fighting is forbidden inside the Ghost Altar,” said the Great Green Ghost Festival.

The other great ghosts couldn't help but look at the Green-skinned Great Ghost Festival.

Where are the rules in the Ghost Altar?

At night, all the heathens on the island entered the ghost mountain like cicadas and dared not to cross it at all.

Don't talk about fighting at the ghost altar, don't even dare speak up.

The Great Ghost Festivals naturally do not need to set such rules...

These Great Ghost Festivals hate people, especially the Volkswagen, the Lady and the Eastern Emperor, just like the chiefs of the people in the Haunted Mountains.

They are happy to conscript these people to death.

The Great Ghost Festivals did not leave, but rather wanted to bring the death of these people to those guys with their own eyes!

Most of the Great Ghost Festivals hate people, but after all, a small part of them are in favor of people.

The Great Green Ghost Festival is one of them.

It comes from the Yulin tribe, which is kind of the oldest qualified Great Ghost Festival in Ghost Mountain.

“…”

Faced with the warning of a Great Ghost Festival, Ah Fire didn't even hear it. He drove Little White Dragon around and swallowed it up again.

“Boom!”

That huge finger pressed down again, this time directly on the neck of Little White Dragon and nailed him to death on the Ghost altar.

The Great Green Ghost Festival looked at Fire with Mori's cold eyes, as if looking at a dead man.

The existence of the Great Ghost Festival has been challenged in the history of Night's Watch Island and is dead.

The little white dragon was held by this finger and struggled in vain on the Haunted Altar, and the flame scales that covered its surface were also broken.

But there was no change and dissatisfaction in the face of the fire, and the spirit slowly moved out.

“This Great Ghost Festival, I think you should be very interested in it. ”

When it was finished, a wolf's teeth slowly came out of his eyes.