Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Luo Zheng’s body is full of gold, and the golden Sanskrit is full of every inch of his body.

The sword has no patience and waits patiently.

After a fragrant time, the golden Sanskrit on Luo Zheng's flesh was faded.

His body contours have become more vivid, and his gestures have exuded a concise atmosphere...

“Is it possible to make yourself stronger by absorbing different fires?” The sword saw this scene without a trace.

With the eyes of the saints, he can see at a glance that Luo Zheng’s body is far stronger than the ordinary god!

Just like in the land of Taoism, Luo Zheng’s shocking sword.

If it is the ordinary lower god, the sword has not been able to come out, and my body may have collapsed first.

But Luo Zheng's body is not much problem!

However, the incredible places that Luo Zheng showed are too many, so the characteristics of physical body tyranny are easy to ignore.

"Well," Luo Zheng nodded.

"This magical means is really unheard of..." The sword sighed without a trace.

The outermost sun fire, Luo Zheng can adapt, naturally will seize the opportunity to forge the flesh.

This is too much to be able to practice the physical body, and Luo Zheng still has no answer.

Since entering the domain, he has had difficulty finding out when to exercise himself.

However, the answer was obtained from the mother-in-law. All the exercises related to Sanskrit are the words left by the chaotic ancient gods. Therefore, the limit of the "Tai Shang Shoji Law" may not only be in the domain of the gods...

The limit is to explore in the future.

Now Luo Zheng has to solve what is happening now!

"I will take you one more time, and it will depend on yourself for a while," said the sword without a trace.

Then the sword has no traces and moved again with Luo Zheng...

"call out!"

The two disappeared into the air again, and in the blink of an eye, they quickly moved hundreds of thousands of feet!

Standing in this place, looking down, Ruomu and non-attack land disappeared.

Luo Zheng can only see a piece of oval white ground, which is naturally caused by the continuous snow cover of these months...

The originally circular sun has disappeared.

The distance from the sun is too close, and it is impossible to spy on the whole picture of the sun, so it is a sea of ​​fire!

"Oh, oh yeah..."

The sea of ​​fire is suspended from the top of Luo Zheng's head. The blazing flames are constantly beating and picking up a fire bait. This scene is very spectacular!

"Wh..."

A red-hot sun fire formed a red cloud of fire, circling in a whirlwind.

In the face of these sun fires, even the sword has a trace of discreet color on the face!

I saw him vacant...

An invisible sword slid along his fingers.

"Bohai Town!"

"Oh..."

At this moment, Luo Zheng felt that within a radius of a thousand miles, the momentum suddenly changed.

From his ear, there was a tidal wave, the sound of waves slamming...

A sense of bleakness facing the sea rises!

"This is the sword meaning of the sword without a trace..."

"It’s not a supernatural power, it’s not a Shinto, but it’s a spiritual level! It’s so powerful...”

Luo Zheng heart sighed.

When this sword is out of town, no matter how the red fire clouds turn, it is impossible to get close to the two!

They seem to be getting farther and farther away from the two in a wave of tides.

"I can only send you here, and I can't stand it myself," said the sword without a trace.

Luo Zheng nodded and immediately took a flying sword from his ring.

Now he can't fly, he still has to rely on the flying sword to fly.

After the foot of the flying sword, Luo Zheng once again pulled out an umbrella from the ring of the ring, which was the Qingyang umbrella from the land of the dispute.

The reason why Yuan Lao became the captain was because the umbrella was in his hands.

With this umbrella, he can pass unimpeded into the fireball of the sun.

"Every time!"

After Luo Zheng unfolded the umbrella, a bright yellow light curtain suddenly covered him tightly, together with the flying sword under his feet.

Now Luo Zheng must be careful, if the flying sword is melted by the sun, it will be a big problem.

"Then I went up," Luo Zhengdao.

"Everything is handed over to you," the sword looked at the young man with no trace.

Then Luo Zheng handed the Qingyang umbrella, stepped on the flying sword, turned into a twilight and quickly rushed to the sky.

Looking at Luo Zheng's long-distance figure, the sword has a lot of emotion on his face.

He never thought that the fate of the gods would be pinned on these juniors.

I have never thought that the Luo family, which had already been destroyed, still hides such powerful capabilities...

He did not know whether he chose to stand on the side of the Luo family. It was just a misunderstanding. It was only the natural sense of the swordsmanship that they had to save thousands of people in the domain.

......

The red fire clouds quickly passed around Luo Zheng.

This light curtain made by Qingyang umbrella easily isolates all the flames.

In this space under the umbrella, Luo Zheng has not only felt the heat, but has a faint coolness.

It is indeed a magic weapon.

Even if Qingyang Umbrella can easily isolate the sun from the fire, Luo Zheng does not dare to take it lightly.

Although the red fire clouds are not burning, they can be madly circling, forming a strong vortex.

With a little carelessness involved in these eddies, Luo Zheng will lose balance, and these airflows will wrap around and fly around...

After such a stunned flight for more than half an hour, there are more and more fire clouds around Luo Zheng!

He is now crossing the middle of the sun, near the inner stage.

At this stage, the saints cannot bear the burning of the sun's fine fire...

"The sun's fine fire here is stronger than the outer layer. It is a hundred times. If you lose the protection of the green umbrella, I am afraid I will be burned to ashes in an instant!"

Luo Zheng, who is in it, was also shocked by the blaze of fire formed by this layer of sun.

I don't know how this sun is formed. It can burn countless gods on the sky and keep such a powerful power.

At this moment, he deeply felt his own smallness.

"Calling..."

Just then, a sharp whistling sound was transmitted in the ear of Luo Zheng.

Tens of thousands of sun fires form a huge vortex!

"Oops!"

Luo Zheng's face changed, and on the other side, he flew away on the other side.

But the scope of the vortex envelope is too great, if the Luo Zheng is a great consummation, or the saint has a chance to flee.

Can Luo Zheng only be the next true God, or rely on Fei Jian hollow, where can I have it?

"Hey..."

He felt a huge force pull, he was like a small leaf in the hurricane, and he couldn't help but start the crazy dance with the vortex...