Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Since Luo Zheng sent the refining son to the refining workshop, he has been immersed in it and wants to perfect the sword in the refining furnace.

The sword in the refining furnace is just a semi-finished product, and its weight is incredible!

The weight of a four-inch sword is equivalent to the weight of tens of millions of mountains, comparable to a large world.

Even if it is Tianzun, it is quite difficult to lift the long sword made by this star-shaped fine iron. It is impossible to use it very smoothly.

However, Afu gave the solution from the beginning, and created a hilt with the magical "growth stone" to embed the sword's blade in the hilt.

This growth of the infinite stone is a very special ore. When I first entered the refining workshop, Afu gave the refining son a caliper made of growing stones. Only with this caliper can the sword of this sword be used. Clipped, this ore has the property of changing weight.

"In addition to this caliper in the refining workshop, there is only a small piece of growth stone, and it is impossible to create a finished hilt." There is a hint of helplessness on the face of the refining god.

Professional talents in their own field always have a heart that pursues perfection, but the refining son also understands that he does not seem to be qualified to control this refining workshop. He cannot collect more precious materials to match this long sword.

The final result will only be there.

"I took the small piece of growth stone into several other materials and successfully created the sword's hilt," said the refining son, and said in a regrettable tone. "It's a pity... only half of this sword can be alleviated." the weight of."

"Half of the weight?" Luo Zheng said with a smile, the heart has begun to calculate, in the land of cultivation is a place of cultivation, Luo Zheng's strength has been greatly improved, but did not get a weapon for himself .

The refining son nodded, then used the caliper to clip the long sword in the refining furnace and placed it in front of Luo Zheng.

As the refining **** said, this sword has a delicate cyan stalk at the end of the sword. It is just a sword stalk. It takes a few years to refine the sacred son. The light comes from the shape, indeed with the sword. The body is similar, but the effect is not very good.

Who can hold half the weight of the world to fight people?

"Oh, it’s a pity that the amount of growth stone is too small. This sword may not be Luo Zheng. You can control it," refining the son. "I originally wanted to melt this caliper, but Afu’s guy disagreed. In the end, I can only take this compromise, but... I thought of a way!"

As he said, the refining of the gods was excited and seemed to be very proud of his genius creativity. He placed the sword on one side of the refining furnace, and then found a beautiful scabbard from the refining workshop. .

"This scabbard is a space for one side, built by Tianliang mustard mine. In order to build this scabbard, I also spent a lot of time!" The refining son smiled.

"What is unique about the space required by the scabbard?" Luo Zhengqi said that he did not know what medicine to sell in the scorpion gourd...

The refining **** smiled and squeezed the long sword with the caliper. Then he was stuffed into the scabbard. The sword body was completely immersed in it. Only the beautiful hilt was revealed. Everything was tightly stitched. This scabbard is the sword. Created.

"This way you can use this long sword," said the **** of the sword and handed the scabbard to Luo Zheng.

Seeing Luo Zheng still with a look of stunned expression, the refining son explained that "the ordinary must-have space can not be stuffed into such a heavy thing, and the weight of the blade is stuffed into the general space of the whisker. It was crushed, but the mustard space created by the Tianliang mustard mine can withstand this sword!

Luo Zheng grabbed the scabbard in his hand and asked in confusion: "What about this?"

"So you can take this sword and run around with you," said the **** of refining.

"then?"

"When you meet your opponent, you just need to pour the sword out of the scabbard and smash it toward your opponent... With the weight of this star, you can probably squeeze a lot of strong people, which is equivalent to The weight of a big world! Hey!" The refining son proudly smiled.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Luo Zheng and a group of people behind him suddenly have nothing to say.

The eleven-year-old Luo Nian was also stunned at the side, but he understood the meaning of refining the Son of God.

This sword is very heavy, comparable to the weight of a big world, even Tian Zun can not easily lift it.

So the iron monster created a scabbard that accommodates the sword, because the sword's blade is in the space of the whisker, so the weight is pressed into the space and will not be transmitted above the scabbard.

This is very understandable, Luo Nian himself has a must-have ring, which was given to him when the mother kissed her birthday. There are many more things in it. This ring is still the weight of a ring.

The problem lies in the last sentence of this iron monster, which pours the sword out of the scabbard and smashes the opponent...

Is this tin monster's head made of iron?

"Mother, he said that the theory is indeed feasible, but I can get rid of how to take back this sword? This sword is so heavy, after throwing it out, it is not directly sinking into the depths of the earth..." Luo Nian whispered Ning Yudie .

"Don't ignore this guy, I said that he is a neuropathy," Ning Yudie is quite speechless. If you remember correctly, when she first entered the Xianfu with her husband, there was no such a metal monster. Knowing where Luo Zheng came from, a living treasure, stayed in this Xianfu for so long, and made such a nondescript!

Luo Zheng grabbed the beautiful scabbard, but said it: "Does this sword...has a name?"

This refining of the Son of God is the ethics of the refiner. "I have already thought about the name, and I can call it a big sword!"

Luo Zheng did not ask for the name of the sword. He nodded and grabbed the hilt with one hand. "Da Qianjian... oh!" After he finished, he began to work and pulled the sword out of the hilt. !

"You can't pull the sword like this!" The refining son hurriedly blocked the road. "This sword is too heavy. If you pull it out, the weight..."

The words of the refining of the Son of God were not finished, and the eight-way platform of Luo Zheng slowly trembled, and the power of the nine stars in the body was constantly brewing out!

Taking Luo’s current body is enough to bear a considerable part of the power of the Shentai Jiuxing. It is not necessary to transfer the power out of the “cross-world magical powers”. He thus forcibly pulled the big sword from the scabbard!

"This this……"

Looking at the long sword slowly drawn from the scabbard, the voice of the refining **** has begun to stutter.

Even if he incorporates a growing stone in the hilt, he can reduce the weight by half, but this sword is also in the hands of half a world!

"This weight is comparable to half a thousand worlds... half a thousand worlds!!" The refining son stuttered for a long time and finally said this sentence.

When I heard the words of the refining of the Son of God, the faces of the people also showed horror.

Luo Zheng had a dialogue with the refining son, and everyone already knew that the weight of this sword must be amazing. Otherwise, this refining son would not think of the strange idea of ​​using the sword to kill people, but they never imagined that this sword turned out to be So heavy!

"This sword is equivalent to half the world of the big ones?" The beauty of Ning Yudie reveals amazement.

"Mother, the tin singer said that the hilt can reduce half the weight, then the sword itself is as heavy as the whole world," Luo Nian said on the side, he listened very seriously. "It can kill a lot." People..."

However, the key to the problem is not here. The key is how Luo Zheng can lift this sword?

Looking at Luo Zheng’s hand holding this big sword, it seems that he still lifts the weight of his weight. Doesn’t his power easily lift a big world?

The Luo Zheng of the sword in his hand took a step forward. The long sword was like a dragon that slammed out of the sea. There was no effect on the blade, but the heavy star-shaped iron itself had great quality and was enough to surround it. The space is slightly distorted, and there is a

"Calling..."

This long sword flutters in the air with the appearance of Luo Zheng. Although Luo Zheng dances very easily, but in the eyes of others, it is shocking. Luo Zheng’s hand is a weight of a thousand worlds.

The current Luo Zheng, indeed, has the strength they can not imagine.