No wonder the starting standard for divine transformation is 10,000 points...

With a clear understanding in his heart, Zhao Yinshun nodded as if he had some understanding, and slowly took out a pot of [Yuling Wine] and drank it.

boom!

Not far away from him, the "mountain range" in the sky crashed into the sea, exploding into giant waves hundreds of meters high, and a vast white mist suddenly covered miles in radius.

The mellow wine turns into a warm current in the stomach and spreads throughout the body. Under the authority of [Original Attribute], all the nutrients in the food are quickly decomposed and digested, nourishing the exhausted soul and body to quickly recover.

However, in the face of the increasingly huge consumption of attributes, [Yuling Wine], which had sufficient nutrients in the past, now seems to be a drop in the bucket.

It was difficult for a small water pipe to nourish thousands of acres of fertile land. Zhao Yinshun could only take a slow, deep breath and draw out a vortex of spiritual energy within a radius of dozens of miles.

In a few breaths, the huge spiritual energy quickly nourishes the body and mind, and the tired and sluggish flesh and blood soul gradually regains its vitality.

Having recovered several percent of his combat strength, the young man in white pursed his lips and looked at the various figures running towards him with a half-smile.

They wear all kinds of strange clothes and control all kinds of tools, but without exception, their whole bodies are shining with dazzling light, like miniature suns.

As they were marching, most people slowed down quietly, and then a few reckless figures emerged from the crowd, laughing wildly and rushed into the battlefield.

"Hahahaha, praise my Lord for giving me such precious food!"

Wearing golden boots with wings on his feet, a bearded man ignored Zhao Yinshun not far away. His blood-red eyes were full of greed, and he rushed toward the corpse in the sea with an axe.

"You're thinking shit..."

Faint murmurs echoed in the air, and the strong man turned around subconsciously. Before he could set up his two axes, a flash of destructive sword light passed over his neck, instantly cutting him into pieces.

"Roar!

"

The incompetent and furious roar came from the long river of time, but the crazy emotions could not find an outlet. They could only tear open a portal and suck the severed limbs and heads that were not yet dead into it.

Raising his hand to grab it, ignoring the barriers of time and space, the source matter in the sky spirally collapsed and condensed into a bright crystal in the palm of Zhao Yinshun's hand.

deprive creation

【God】9

【Min】947

【Power】1992

【Origin·Essence】0.2

【Qi】1576

【Body】1491

【Root Bone】157

【Comprehension】21

【Charm】42

【Qualification】33

Absorbing the original substance of [Ferocious God Biya], the mythical bloodline [Pure Yang Blood] evolves.

【Body】【Essence】25→27.5%

【Root Bone】【Charm】25→27.5%

Feeling the infinite power in the void pouring into his soul and body, the boy in white took a deep breath intoxicated, but soon his expression of joy froze slightly.

9??

Is there anyone stupider than Ares??!

Quickly suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhao Yinshun looked at the translucent dark gold sword in his palm, and then at the many sons of gods stopped not far away, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily rose up crazily.

The biggest benefit of breaking through [Jing Pass] is that the "material" that makes up [Fantasy Sword·Rahu] changes from ordinary attributes to original attributes.

Although the destructive power has not been directly enhanced, the gorgeous long sword returning to its original nature will no longer consume as much as before and can maintain its physical form for a long time.

Coupled with the all-round surge in recovery ability, he used to have to wither for a long time after using a "ultimate move" with his sword. Now he can completely reduce the power appropriately and use the "ultimate move" in the past as a regular means of killing.

Gently holding the sword flower, the sword blade oscillated time and space, causing violent ripples visible to the naked eye wherever it passed. He raised the sword and pointed it into the distance as if to show off. Zhao Yinshun smiled maliciously at a group of sons of gods with fearful eyes.

"Next person."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly, showing a trace of displeasure.

Although you are strong, you don't have to be so arrogant, right?

Using the power of a divine weapon to kill a son of God in a sneak attack, do you really think you are invincible?
Chapter completed!