Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Ah?" Su Ming was also stunned, thinking he heard wrongly.

No, are you serious?

Not to mention the disadvantages of being a god, there are no benefits at all.

On the contrary, it is a kind of constraint.

Especially how could a semi-lucky son like Ye Tian be imprisoned by foreign objects.

"Shen Su, from the moment I stepped onto the altar, I have planned to pursue your footsteps throughout my life." Ye Tian glanced at the genealogy, "Actually, I know the meaning of being on the altar, but I will not regret it. .”

Of course, Ye Tian was not just motivated by feelings, but also had his own plans.

Now there are only four names engraved on the divine genealogy, and his intuition tells him that the higher the name, the more important it is. Anyway, one sentence.

There is nothing wrong with hanging out with Su Shen.

Su Ming stopped trying to shirk and prepared to carve Ye Tian's name on it.

But found that it could not be carved.

"Why is this so?"

It occurred to me subconsciously that the problem was that the godhead was too low.

Embarrassed.

Yan Hui was worried about hurting Ye Tian, ​​so he told Su Ming with his spiritual consciousness.

This divine genealogy can only be engraved with the true names above the divine king level.

Ye Tian is still far away.

Su Ming patted Ye Tian's shoulder again, and said earnestly: "Well, you have just become a god, and your knowledge of many things is too shallow. Wait until you break through to a certain level, and then think about this issue carefully."

Saying this doesn't sound like rejection, but more like encouragement.

Ye Tian nodded heavily, he also wanted to upgrade.

It is a pity that in this era where gods are in chaos, how to start the road to immortality is a question worth thinking about.

"Okay, prepare for the next battle, if necessary..."

You can go up and play by yourself.

When Su Ming said this, Ye Tian took a breath of air.

In the final match of the Mythical Arena, Su Ming faced off against Poseidon, and he was interested in it.

After going through so many reversals, he changed with Poseidon.

If it were him, Poseidon would probably be gone with just one sneeze.

Therefore, Ye Tian did not dare to agree to this matter.

At this time, Yan Hui suddenly remembered, "By the way, although this fighting spirit has fallen to the east, it has no owner."

Yan Hui didn't say it clearly in the second half of the sentence, but the general meaning is that you can take it away if necessary.

It is so difficult to create a god system, even a saint can hardly support it.

This time the Confucian sect restored him and gave him the divine genealogy, which was regarded as the support of the Confucianists, and he felt confident to hide.

"Master and Fusheng have been so kind to each other, but Su Ming has no teeth to repay."

I don't know if Master can hear it, but Yan Hui has no time to listen.

"Let's talk about the future later. I have something I want to discuss with the First Emperor, so I won't bother you." Yan Hui stepped away and left.

A breeze blew, and the place where Ying Zheng was was empty.

Ying Zheng was taken away!

I'm dripping!

Su Ming reacted quickly enough but still didn't stop him.

"Something happened!"

I have an ominous premonition that the restoration of the sage may be about settling the issue of "burning books and entrapping Confucianism" with the ancestors.

Even the Chinese people are worried.

"It's over! Burn books and trap scholars!"

"Actually, I thought that this Confucian was a Confucian scholar, but Su Shen said at the beginning that he was one of those deceitful alchemists, so..."

As the myth descends, the history of Qin gradually emerges.

Historians have also conducted in-depth research on this, but they have not announced the progress because they are worried that it will tarnish the image of their ancestors.

But in the current situation, Fu Sheng has taken his ancestor away.

"Although I don't want to believe it, I am still worried that Fu Sheng and the ancestors will fight inside."

Probably.

More than half of the people of the Dragon Kingdom feel sorry for their ancestors.

The ancestors paid the price of killing Hades with a human body, and I don't know if they are better now.

In everyone's opinion, the ancestor could not defeat Fu Sheng.

"You can't beat him. The Fusheng is a sage from his ancestors. His divine status is probably higher than that of a quasi-sage. No matter how powerful his ancestor is, he is still a human emperor. I'm worried..."

There is no clear standard for measuring personality.

But one thing is that the personalities of people or things that have reached the pinnacle of their respective fields can achieve cross-border benchmarking.

This is why the sword fairy Li Bai can kill Sakura Moon Goddess.

In poetry and swordsmanship, Li Bai is already the first person in history.

"Let's start the next one. I'll go find them first."

The incident happened suddenly, but Su Ming still couldn't let go of his ancestor.

Please, Mr. Fu Sheng, please don’t misunderstand me.

shhhhhh!

The Luck Arena was completely emptied, and Brünnhilde felt a little sad when she saw Su Ming disappear in an instant.

"It's okay to leave without saying hello or even giving me a look."

Ugh.

"The game continues. Summoners from both sides are invited to summon the gods!"

Under the instructions of the Valkyrie Staff, Ye Tian pressed his fingerprints.

After having 100% divine initiation, I am indeed much more friendly.

"Hey, you are in a confused state of mind. I told you that you have completely lost your glory as a summoner in front of him. To put it bluntly, you are just his shadow." Dam's voice came from his ears.

When Su Ming came just now, he didn't dare to show his head.

That kind of terrifying bloodline suppression was just a sneak peek.

Just, it's scary.

Ye Tian looked at Dam with disgust: "Don't talk about me, it's the same with you. You were defeated by Su Shen. Oh, by the way, you were defeated by me too."

Although Dam is the only god on the human level in the West.

But in the eyes of many people, he is no different from the clown.

"I have a question. Does the restoration of Confucianism mean that the gods who will appear next will all be Confucian sages?"

If the families are divided by factions, heaven and even the three realms are almost all Taoist immortals, and now the Taoist faction has retreated.

Although the ancient gods have returned, all that should be revealed have been revealed.

Therefore, the possibility of Confucianism joining the war is quite high.

Ye Tian has pressed his fingerprints at this moment, and the divine pillar is flowing with light.

Finally, it settled on an empty location, with no sacred pillar standing.

"What's going on? Where's the divine pillar? There won't be a bug, right?"

Everyone was worried that the divine pillar was too short to see clearly at first glance.

But no matter how much I rubbed my eyes, there was still nothing.

But Ye Tian knew very well that there was a god standing in that position.

But he doesn’t want to manifest his divine personality, that is, the invisible divine pillar, in front of the world.

"Our gods have arrived, it's your turn." Ye Tian said in a deep voice.

Dam was a little surprised, but didn't say anything. On their side, the low sacred pillars had become increasingly exclusive.

Those gathered in the middle are all at a heaven-defying level.

When the divine light roughly circled an area, Dam had received the inspiration and could not conceal his inner excitement.

Until the stream of light settled, the selected light pillar rose from the ground.

Damn was afraid of missing this moment and shouted devoutly: "The perfect genius throughout all eras, the most impeccable wise man in my mind, the great Mr. Leonardo da Vinci, welcome your arrival."

Summoners can see God's name a few seconds in advance.

da Vinci!

The combination of these three words is so dazzling.

The whole world trembled.

"Ahhh, even if he has it, I will really go crazy."

"His existence does not need to be limited to the distance of time,"

"As long as it's him."