Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Su Ming was in so much pain that he had no time to listen to these words.

I have actually experienced the pain of boiling my bones and boiling my blood.

It's just that this time it lasted too long. Mingming was about to be burned to death, but he was hung up by an endless force.

I can't die, the pain is still there.

"God Yi, where exactly do you want to take me?"

Su Ming was dying.

Fortunately, Fairy Chang'e was kind-hearted and held him in her arms to cool him down.

"Don't be afraid, little brother. My sister has a thousand-year cold on her body. If you stay closer, you should feel better."

"Ah! No no no..."

"Su Ming doesn't dare."

I really didn’t dare. If I really relied on him like this, I would probably have been beaten to death by Hou Yi instead of being burned to death.

"Don't worry, Taiyin's cold can really help you suppress it."

"Otherwise, you will have a hard time along the way."

Hou Yi's tolerance was great.

Or rather, to the two ancient gods.

Su Ming is just a young kid, nothing serious.

Well...it does feel better.

ps: I can guarantee that this is the largest part of the book.

Everyone swears together with me: Gambling and drug abuse will be inseparable in this life!

"Cheer up, we're almost there." Hou Yi suddenly said.

His spirit body cannot be exposed for too long, so he has to return to the bow every few moments.

Fairy Chang'e was like this, holding a bow and arrow and supporting Su Ming.

Flying all the way to a mountain.

Su Ming raised his eyes with difficulty and said in surprise: "That, that is..."

"It's Buzhou Mountain!"

.........

The Olympic Stadium!

Time passed by, and the Chinese audience was already in a frenzy.

"It's been eight minutes, and there's been no movement at all. It seems like I can't come back. Summoner Longqian, it's up to you to take charge of the overall situation."

"Yes, yes, I believe you can also summon powerful gods."

After losing 13 games in a row and losing 17 points, no one blamed Long Qian.

After all, the lack of the divine system is something that everyone in the country knows.

Seeing that time was running out, Long Qian had no choice but to step onto the altar.

It’s just that everyone is confused.

"Why is Long Qian's brows furrowed, as if he has some scruples?"

what happened?

It's just to ask the gods, not to let the summoner go up and fight.

"The first dozen or so games must have left too big a shadow. Long Qian hasn't come out yet."

"It doesn't matter. There are so many powerful gods in the divine genealogy, just let it happen."

Now the summoner's identity is nothing more than a ritual.

Until Long Qian said seriously: "I can't use that divine book."

what?

Not only the people of Longguo, but audiences all over the world expressed shock.

"It doesn't work? What kind of international joke are you kidding? This shit is going to explode."

"I remembered that the complete divine genealogy was brought by Su Mingda, and only he can use it."

"If you don't pass the divine genealogy, the gods above will be expelled from the arena even if they think about it."

Just like no matter how good your grades are, you still need an admission ticket.

When I saw Long Qian put the original divine genealogy on the altar, my fantasy was shattered.

"Are we really going to go back to the nightmare of the previous dozen games?"

At this moment, Valkyrie and Sheila Summoner Somo are already in place.

"Please ask the Summoner of the Kingdom of Shila to place the divine genealogy for the awakening of the gods."

Sumo frowned and said with a smile: "No, Lord Valkyrie, I have the right to let the Dragon Kingdom choose first."

In the past, it didn't matter who picked first, but not now.

Let the gods of the Dragon Kingdom settle down first, and the rest will be easy to deal with.

"Hmm, are you afraid? Are you afraid that Su Ming can come back in time?"

Long Qian planned to use provocation to buy the last time for Su Ming.

Although ten minutes have passed, as long as God has not yet decided.

Everything is still turning around.

Unexpectedly, Sumo didn't follow the routine and nodded.

admitted.

Valkyrie had no choice but to let Long Qian present the divine genealogy first.

"As expected! Hahaha! Long Qian can't use Su Ming's divine genealogy."

"They're done!"

"I hope he never comes back, preferably already..."

Little Sheila is only good at this.

The old divine genealogy is only one page, recording more than a hundred minor gods.

In the first thirteen games, basically everything that can be played has been reduced.

It caused the entire Shenhe to become silent, leading to the abandonment of four games in a row.

"No! We can't lose our fighting spirit. Maybe my divine genealogy has also been upgraded?" Long Qian firmly believed.

"Gan!"

The divine genealogy was refreshed, and the first name appeared on the big screen.

"Good Wealth Boy"

As soon as the light faded, the words "virgin with good fortune" came one after another.

Looking at these two names, Westerners burst into laughter.

"As I thought, the people of the Dragon Kingdom are obsessed with money, so much so that one-third of the existing divine genealogies are about gods who pray for wealth."

"Hahaha, what kind of fighting power does the God of Wealth have? Throwing money at him?"

What's more, the one who awakened was the little God of Wealth, a boy and a girl.

The people of Long Kingdom were heartbroken.

Although we have so many gods of wealth.

But if you can take twenty yuan from my pocket, I lose!

Because I use prestige~

"Well done, good boy. What a festive beginning. Believe me, the rest will definitely be at the level of a great master!"

Long Qian thought so too.

But if things don't go as planned, will it really be impossible to live without Su Ming?

Click!Click!

It’s another name that makes people’s defenses break, because what comes out is...

"Li Kuaizu, the God of Wealth and Wealth"

Seeing this name, the Chinese people were collectively stunned.

"The God of Wealth is also divided into civil and military affairs? Then Fan Li and the martial sage Guan Yu are also the God of Wealth?"

But no matter what, Long Guo stabbed the God of Wealth in his nest this time.

"So the God of Wealth is never a person, but a Team."

The God of Wealth is auspicious, but the people of the Dragon Kingdom collectively feel ominous.

Because in their perception, there is no one who can beat the God of Wealth.

"Maybe Martial Saint Guan Yu can fight."

But he happened to have a personal word mark, and the key was refreshed.

A sense of crisis has come to the Dragon Kingdom.

At the same time, on the other side, Buzhou Mountain in the real world.

It is located in the Kunlun Mountains.

A red-haired man with a snake-like face walked around the snow pond and came closer.

Su Ming was thrown into the snow pond and used the power of ten thousand years of ice to absorb the terrifying power contained in the Golden Crow Demon Pill.

Hou Yi was right, this wave of operations was about creating gods.

"Great God Gonggong, when you angered Buzhou Mountain, the old gods thought you were dead. Unexpectedly, you mapped Buzhou Mountain to this world and lived here."

Chang'e said in surprise.

Everyone was looking for him until Hou Yi broke through this world.

Only then did I smell the atmosphere of Gonggong.

This is also the reason why Hou Yi gave the demon pill to Su Ming with confidence.

If we talk about the origin of water in this world, who is the ancestor of all the rivers?

It must be the one in front of me.

Gonggong did not respond to Chang'e's words, but came to the edge of the snow pond.

This is the lake of life.

"Ever since the Sui Ren clan discovered fire, people in the world have worshiped fire, but they don't know that the survival of all things depends on water."

"The world is still wonderful, and I said something nice."

they said--

Water is the source of life!

Then Gonggong took a scoop in his hand, and countless water dragons rose from the ground, thousands of rivers flowed backwards, and the seas capsized.

For thousands of years, he has been willing for the world not to know the name of Water God Gonggong.

But all these rivers and seas are not from the hands of my Gonggong.

After Gonggong finished loading the cup, he took hold of the sun-shooting bow.

"Tell me, who hurt my brother like this."

ps: It’s deserted and quiet, it’s time to drink the northwest wind.