Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

That sword is not an entity, but more like a rule.

When the mythical arena ended, the summoner should have held the key and pushed open the Eastern Heavenly Gate.

But the Dragon Kingdom Summoner paid the price with his life in this battle.

"We won, but we seem to have lost, lost him..."

"Our patron saint, can you hear the call of your people?"

The invasion of myths is not as grand as imagined.

The audience's attention also turned to the Bagua Stove.

It was small and pitch black, more like an urn.

"With no one holding the sword, the Heavenly Gate cannot be opened. Since Summoner Su is unlucky, I will take his place..."

A large number of self-recommended sword holders appeared on the Internet.

But in the end, Long Qian walked up to the altar and said solemnly: "Lord Valkyrie, please give him to me."

But Brünnhilde shook her head, "There's something wrong."

"The owner of the key is the most powerful summoner. Master Order has never considered that the summoner will die in battle, so this key..."

Became an ownerless thing.

Suddenly there was a deadlock, and the Western Tianmen was blocked.

Although there is a key to Dongfang Tianmen, no one has opened the door.

"Does it take Summoner Su himself to open the door to the advent of myth?" The people of the Dragon Kingdom wondered.

"Yes. It must be him." Brünnhilde replied affirmatively.

Everyone was unsure about Su Ming's current situation.

The worst possibility is that he really died or became a weapon spirit.

"No matter what, we must wake up Summoner Su."

"We can't live without him..."

It was obviously not a tragedy, but it eventually turned into a tragedy.

Long Qian asked cautiously: "Please also ask the Valkyrie to explain clearly how to awaken Su Ming, no matter what the cost, including my life."

"It's useless."

"From the moment he came on stage, he was carrying so much."

"He wanted to change his destiny, and of course he paid for it..."

Long Qian was stunned: "You paid the price with your life, right?"

Valkyrie didn't answer.

Instead, the Sword of Order buzzed in the sky.

"You only have three minutes. After three minutes, if no one holds the sword, the Sword of Order will dissipate."

"Tianmen will also be permanently closed."

hiss~

This news was like a thunder blowing over the heads of the people of the Dragon Kingdom.

"Why? We all won, the Myth invasion is unstoppable!"

"You can't stop this process just because of a ritual."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky, and even God was silent.

The anticipated invasion of Shinhwa has yet to come.

"Is that so-called key, that sword, really so magical?"

When Westerners saw it, they all lamented: "I really hope that the mythical arena is just a dream for all mankind."

"We love peace. If divine power comes, this peace will definitely be broken, so we should resist divine power and resist the invasion of myths."

They believe that there is no need for God in this world.

"It's impossible. Look at the world. It's changed."

"It's changed..."

The previously blue sky has been dyed golden.

The ocean is no longer vast, and the power of nature becomes pale, as if controlled by some mysterious force.

The power of nature is simply not enough in the face of divine power.

The invasion of myths is not about thousands of gods pouring into Tianmen.

But this world has been quietly changed by the penetration of divine power.

But from the perspective of Westerners, they hope that Su Ming will never wake up in his lifetime, and the myth will not officially invade.

Brünnhilde has given the Bagua furnace to Long Qian.

She had no right to interfere with the rest.

"The keys to the Tianmen have been collected, and the mythical arena will no longer exist. Everyone, the battles in the world require justice. We will meet again."

With a stroke of the Valkyrie's staff, the altar disappeared and the arena disintegrated inch by inch. This time it really dissipated.

At this moment, Long Qian was very anxious, as the fate of the entire world was in his hands.

The holy sword was right in front of him, but he couldn't let the myth come.

Su Ming, Su Ming, if you can hear me, wake up again,

Take charge of the overall situation for once.

Looking at the Bagua furnace in his hand, even if his spiritual consciousness invaded, there was no movement at all. Is he really dead?

Summoners from other countries are also waiting for God's instructions.

But what is certain is that there is no life in the Bagua furnace.

"Although we are enemies, we have been on the same stage for so many times and suddenly died in battle. It's hard to let go." Dam sighed.

Among everyone present, except Su Ming, he was the strongest.

No matter how bad his godhood is, he is still a pure god.

Dam is still waiting and watching at this moment. If the myth does not come, he can do something for the country now.

"It's best... that there will never be a day when the myth comes."

The people of the Dragon Kingdom are very much looking forward to the arrival of the myth.

Although the Dragon Kingdom can completely crush the Western United Nations in terms of national strength.

But that is all at the level of a big country. What people want to pursue more is personal strength. Only when myths come, can people transcend the category of human beings.

"Come here quickly, I want to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, I want to live forever."

This world has been in the Dharma-ending era for too long and is too boring.

Most people think that after the invasion of mythology, even if they can't become the Son of Destiny, they just need to know some magic.

Just when Long Qian was at a loss what to do, something strange happened.

At the same moment, more than [-] silent imperial tombs in China erupted into bursts of golden light, forming a large formation.

"It's the imperial mausoleum again..."

The emperors of all dynasties slept forever, and mortals did not dare to disturb them. Therefore, those imperial mausoleums, no matter which emperor they were or what their merits and demerits were, were set up as key protected areas.

Going back in time to the previous dozen games, Huang Ling had already revived.

Now that he has revived again, could it be that the First Emperor is back?

Countless people from the Dragon Kingdom held their breaths, their hearts pounding.

"Is that the man?"

Probably not. Before Brother Zheng left, he told Su Ming.

Therefore, the revival of the imperial mausoleum at this moment should be related to Su Ming.

You know, Summoner Su is burdened with the Chinese Dragon Qi.

Seeing this scene, Long Qian finally showed joy.

"There is still hope!"

The closer it gets to this moment, the less likely the miracle will be.

The trajectory of fate is intertwined and returns to that node.

Where the arena disappeared, an ancient golden road suddenly appeared.

Only the dragon spirit remains in the imperial mausoleum, forming a sky bridge that stretches here, bordering the Golden Light Ancient Road, and finally...

It reflects a man wearing a black robe with his head in the entrance hall.

"Ahhhh!"

The breathing of countless Dragon Kingdom people became rapid and they almost suffocated.

unbelievable……

is it him?

My charming ancestor.

Until the Chinese people measured his height and exclaimed:

"One meter nine! He must be [-] meters tall!"

On the Golden Light Ancient Road, the purple-gold dragon chariot was placed at the rear, and with the billowing dragon aura, the figure slowly walked forward.

"It's been a long journey, but I still have to come back and take a look, my children."

"Is everything okay?"