Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Afraid of what he might do, stay with me and be determined to be invincible."

Su Ming drank suddenly, and Xuanyuan Sword was moved.

In fact, he was also afraid. Without Xuanyuan Sword, his combat strength would be reduced by half.

"Here comes the sword!"

With the last sound, Xuanyuan Sword abandoned its own thoughts and completely surrendered to Su Ming's control, and then the fear of awe was wiped away.

"You are not a spirit from the beginning, but you were born in the later world, and you are not afraid of me?"

Zulong hovered here, allowing Su Ming to pounce with his sword, thunder rolling from his body, and his cultivation level was maximized.

But just facing that dragon power left him breathless.

The ancestor of dragons, Cardinal Tiandao, did not feel such oppression even when facing Yinglong, nor did Zhulong.

The real Zulong!

According to Su Ming's understanding, Sanqing is the ancestral Qi of all heavens.

That Ancestral Dragon is probably the source of light in all realms, the first light in the world.

The dragon is just a body shape, its essence is the light that shines in all realms.

From this point of view, the ancestral dragon should not be juxtaposed with the phoenix unicorn.

It's the only one.

It seems that Zhulongcai should be the original ancestor of the dragon clan.

"Light……"

Everyone below was impressed, including Confucius, who also closed his eyes slightly.

"You are too weak. Since you want to regain his consciousness, then use your past and present lives to exchange it."

Inexplicably, Su Ming's sword seemed to have entered a world of light.

Under the flood of light, everything that can be seen becomes blurry.

Nothing at all.

Even with his divine power, everything on his body was wiped clean.

When Su Ming reacted, he realized that he had been wiped out, leaving only a ray of consciousness that could still think.

"No, that's not true!"

A person's life is wiped out in an instant.

This ability is so terrifying that even a quasi-sage cannot escape death.

But that was the fact, Su Ming had nothing.

Only consciousness remains.

I probably wandered around for a few hours, and in a daze, it seemed like hundreds or tens of thousands of years had passed, and I couldn't remember clearly.

This sense of endless nothingness makes people go crazy.

People in the world yearn for the light, but they can truly embrace the Queen of Light.

It was so terrible.

As time passed, Su Ming almost collapsed under this endless emptiness, only to realize that the existence of consciousness and immortality was not a good thing.

"My ancestor died. If he hadn't died, would he have to endure this loneliness like me?"

Su Ming was in a daze and actually thought that his ancestor's death was a relief.

wrong! The ancestors cannot die!

The subconscious awakening allowed Su Ming to embark on that path again.

We must bring out our ancestors.

Then under the vast light curtain, the voice finally sounded.

"Your will is immortal and it is not caused by me. Since you can live alone in loneliness, why worry about others."

This voice struck straight into his soul, but Su Ming was no longer confused.

Instead, it was unusually calm.

"care…"

I can live alone in the world, so why should I worry about it?

Why should I look for Ying Zheng and live for myself?

Can't it?

The more I think about it, the more scenes emerge in the mythical arena.

I couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I have to bear too much after all."

At this time, Zu Long's taunt came: "Idiot, you are already alone, and you have endured loneliness, but you still can't let it go. You are destined to be lonely in this life."

In fact, Zulong still had nothing to say, behind the loneliness.

It is arbitrary.

"Who do you think you are? Even my ancestor cannot bear the fate of all living beings. Do you know the consequences of bearing these?"

Su Ming didn't think much. The next second, a mirror appeared in front of him.

Chaos is about to arise, the heavens will converge, the heavenly way will no longer exist, and the human world will collapse.

It was an era when gods and humans were fighting for their lives in blood and chaos.

Su Ming saw too many familiar figures, one by one, collapsed in the sea of ​​blood, and their vitality was annihilated.

"No! Great God Xingtian!"

The head was forcibly removed and turned into blood mist with a bang.

Brother Monkey, Nezha, are all here...

They're all gone.

"Huang Xi, Huang Huang also..."

Even the saints can't escape. The gods of the East and the West are almost destroyed.

So much so that Su Ming was confused by such a chaotic world.

Will it really come?

Our saints, Sanqing, Zhenyuan Immortal, Bodhi Patriarch...

There is no way to stop this disaster.

Su Ming couldn't see clearly what it was. It was a pair of invisible hands that strangled fate by the throat. Everyone must die.

finally….

Finally saw myself.

"I will die too."

And he died miserably, worse than being stabbed by Poseidon.

It was no longer clear how many pieces the body had been divided into. The head was suppressed alone in the depths of Hunyuan Wuji, and was bound layer by layer by tens of thousands of order chains.

His heart was also broken into countless pieces and suppressed by the origin of all realms.

Countless fragments are scattered almost all over the sky. Even if you don't die, it is almost impossible to resurrect.

Su Ming didn't want to believe that this was true, the future he knew.

It's never been decided.

"Where is my ancestor? I miss him, please give it back to me."

No one responded for a long time, but when Su Ming turned around, he finally saw it.

"Xiao Sun."

With a soft call, all the loneliness I had endured before was gone.

Seeing the ancestor walking slowly, this world of light was also disintegrating, until Ying Zheng spoke.

"This road is destined to be lonely, but I will accompany you on it."

I just don’t know how long he can stay with her given his ability.

Confucian scholars cannot see what is inside the light, and they only experienced it for a few minutes during this period.

"They're coming out."

Nothing happened, I thought Su Ming would die.

In fact, that voice has always been Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng is the Ancestral Dragon, and the Ancestral Dragon is Ying Zheng. The two have only one consciousness, but they have forgotten something in the middle.

After Su Ming regained his human body, his heart became uncomplicated.

"Ancestor, are what you showed me true?"

I couldn't help but ask anyway.

Ying Zheng shook his head: "Oh, it's not what I want you to see."

He immediately pointed upward.

"It's fate."

Even without him, Kong Fuzi would let Su Ming see it.

This world is a cycle of reincarnation. Some saints can enter the reincarnation with their own bodies and see the real destiny from the later stage of the reincarnation.

But have no ability to change.

"It's time for you to go."

The first thing the Master said when he came up was to see the guests off.

The only thing that's the same is that the master's smile is kinder.

Ying Zheng bowed his hands to his wife, then turned to look at Yan Hui.

After pondering for a moment, I managed to say: "Thank you."

"Haha, Your Majesty, you're welcome." Yan Hui hugged him with a Confucian courtesy.

He was a minister of the Spring and Autumn Period, but he was able to call future emperors your majesty.

What else is there to complain about?

But the ancestor couldn't swallow this breath. Now he may not be able to touch this Mr. Fusheng.

Su Ming quickly stood up and said, "Sage Kong asked us to leave. Do you know where we are going?"

The master said as he walked: "Of course you are going to the place where you are needed. If you don't go, you will be in trouble."

Su Ming didn't ask any more questions. After bidding farewell to his master, he took out the silver key.

But with a wave of his sleeve, Master reversed time and space.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the place where the fire-tip spear was broken...