Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"I'm sorry, the great Ghoul King, for failing to take good care of your only servant and letting it be killed."

The spirit of Guixu smiled bitterly, without any sign of remorse.

The sky over there was occupied by corpses, and the whole world fell into an infinite eerie terror.

The cemetery was already sinister and eerie, but it was invaded by a stench of corruption.

"I know." Mordiggian responded coldly.

He is the lord of the macabre, the god of mountains of corpses and bones.

As the representative of all death, Hades, the king of Hades, looked like a ghost official in front of him.

Under such circumstances, the old man Guixu was still able to laugh.

"Then I'll trouble you, great Old One."

Mordi seemed disgusted, but still didn't say anything in reply.

If Guixu hadn't taken him in, he would have been...

"Stupid god, I am the gloomy god of bones, offer your sacrifice, otherwise, my king's anger will not subside, and you will die miserably."

Mordiggian's words were like an evil god demanding life, breathtaking.

It was so horrific that other smaller tombs began to sink.

Su Ming was outside the ring, and Mordiggian was already in the chess game.

"The Old One?"

He didn't understand why a god like Mordiggian, who was ranked among the best in the entire Cthulhu pantheon, would obey the orders of the old man Guixu.

Also, isn’t it true that only death can enter the Guixu Divine Tomb?

Could it be that Mordiggian has...

"King of Ghouls, what you lack is not a sacrifice, but an opponent."

"A god who can bring you to an end in the old days."

Su Ming's calm words stung Mordiggian's nerves severely.

The Old Ones, the Old Gods, the Outer Gods, there are so many gods.

So much so that Su Ming desperately did not want the existence of the Cthulhu Mythos.

But fortunately...

Some of the most unignorable names in the Cthulhu Mythos are not here.

Mordiggian was talking to Su Ming with contempt in his eyes: "You mean, there is no sacrifice?"

"Yes." Su Ming nodded. "You are very powerful, but unfortunately, you are not Cthulhu, not Hatas, and not an Outer God. All you can get is the end of life."

"Bold! Hahaha, your soul is very pure,"

"No other sacrifice is needed, you are the best sacrifice."

Mordiki's body was like a giant dragon, with four tentacles on his head, like a dragon and an insect, and he wanted to engulf Su Ming in one bite.

"Ghoul King, it's not good to break my rules."

The old man Guixu had an extra staff in his hand.

With a flick of his hand, a blood coffin was opened and stood in front of Mordiggian. Seeing the blood gushing out inside, even a bloodthirsty creature like Mordiggian felt a sense of fear.

Damn Outer God!

I was half scolded, but I didn't dare to scold, so I could only swallow it back.

Su Ming was ready for the battle, he had entered the realm of the supreme god.

Even if you stay in Shenpu, you can still be ranked high.

"The main thing is to see how many brushes there are in the Cthulhu pantheon that has been blown up to the sky."

Su Ming didn't plan to ask God anymore.

Suddenly, a voice from the sky came down, and it was the old man Guixu again: "You are a chess player, but you cannot end the game yourself."

"Also, I can answer your question."

"In the Cthulhu divine system, there will always be only those few who are strong."

The old man is also a chess player and is talking to Su Mingping.

Su Ming was thoughtful and asked tentatively: "Oh? Do you count?"

The old man paused for a moment, then stopped immediately, "I'm not."

"But certainly, Mordiggian, neither."

As soon as these words came out, Mordiggian couldn't tell who this old man was facing.

"Let's start. When you win enough, I will let you go."

In the battle at the Tomb of Gods, the ultimate reward is to clear the way for him.

Unable to attend in person, Su Ming had no choice but to continue summoning the divine genealogy.

But not all gods are available. It can also be understood that at critical moments, a small number of gods will choose to lose contact. The specific reasons are unknown.

Maybe he is self-aware and is afraid that he will not be able to defeat him if he is too shallow.

"My dear gods, I am willing to condescend to kill this evil spirit."

Su Ming's words seemed to be transmitted into a chat group.

In just a few seconds, the exchange of spiritual consciousness has reached thousands of times.

There are no words in this divine genealogy, and Su Ming doesn't know who is there.

Including "chat" content, it is blocked for him.

All he could do was wait quietly for the results.

King Tota frowned: "What are you looking at me for? I'm proficient in the ability of commander, and I haven't fought for a long time."

After all, the arena is 1v1, and I can’t bring my standard equipment.

The standard equipment of the Tota King is naturally the one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers.

Thinking of this, I had to sigh: "My precious son Nezha, if he were here..."

"Don't worry about Nezha Nezha. If you can do it, go up. If you can't, pull him down."

"I'll go!" The Barefoot Immortal is more sincere and can't stand this kind of thing.

"What do you mean?"

King Tota gritted his teeth angrily. There were not many great immortals who entered the Divine Book, and none of the four emperors came.

It's still comfortable to fish in heaven.

But there was no way. He was ordered by the Jade Emperor to enter the divine book.

Once you are in the divine genealogy, you are destined to accompany Su Ming to fight and kill.

Alas, why bother? I'm a tower guy and I don't have strong personal combat ability.

"Golden Summit Immortal, please comment on how this matter should be dealt with."

Sitting in the clouds of the court, there was a Taoist boy holding gold dust.

Hehe smiled.

Who is the Golden Summit Immortal?

It was at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, the most holy place for Buddhism, that the first person to open a Taoist temple was the master of Yuzhen Temple.

There are four emperors and four saints in heaven, but I don’t know that there are also four great immortals.

"It's a pity that Fellow Daoist Jinjiao is not here, otherwise, this battle would belong to him."

The Golden Summit Immortal narrated that in the past, he followed the orders of the Jade Emperor and sat at the foot of Lingshan Mountain to supervise Buddhism. He was considered a thorn in the Tathagata's side. Now that Buddhism is easy to understand, he no longer has to watch the gate at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

The Barefoot Immortal clapped his fan and said, "What's the need, fellow Taoist Jinjiao? You and I can break this game with just one person."

King Tota was still twitching in his heart while listening to their chat.

Two of the four great immortals who were ordered to ascend the divine genealogy also mentioned the Golden Horned Immortal, but they did not mention that one because that person would definitely not be invited.

It was the Immortal Zhenyuan.

As for the Golden Horn….

My evaluation is one word: scary, so scary!

"King of Heaven, you, alas, I'm gone. Just stay here and cheer for me." Before leaving, the Barefoot Immortal deliberately cueed Li Jing.

Su Ming: Ah, I’ve been waiting for a long time. Fortunately, there is no time limit.

Over there, Mordiggian has called for formation hundreds of times.

"Are you from another world's pantheon? Hahaha, I have never seen such a timid and cowardly god. The entire pantheon of gods can't even find a single one who can fight."

This sound can be transmitted into the divine genealogy and directly to heaven.

Suddenly, a sky-reaching tower crashed at the feet of the Barefoot Immortal.

"My dear immortal friends, there is no need to be rude to me. Isn't it just a worm? I will just go and collect it."

After saying that, he stepped out of the divine genealogy in one step.

"Boy, there's no need to invite me. You can't do it."

"My full name is Brahma King, the Great Dharma Lord of Tota!"