Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"You!" Amaterasu glared angrily and wanted to stop him.

Finally let it go.

"It seems that I still can't force it, but I'm not in a hurry."

Amaterasu was not very satisfied with Su Ming's choice.

Immediately, he stared into the deep sky and disappeared into the vast sky.

At the same time, a shocking roar erupted in the center of the Holy City.

"Why is this so!"

In an instant, Su Ming could no longer capture Su Ming's aura.

If this happens, you will either leave this world.

Or die.

"anger?"

"uh-huh."

"All negative emotions will be replaced by gentleness. I'm sorry, I need to take action against you."

Tiamat carries virtual light on her back, projecting a six-winged dragon.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see the saint take action with my own eyes in this life."

The gods below are extremely pious.

The skills don't need to be fancy, it's enough to know that they were written by a saint.

But now, Ying Zheng only wants to leave and pursue Su Ming.

"Seal the sky!"

In fact, the sky has long since disappeared, but Tiamat is here, that is the sky.

The reality of ancient Babylonian civilization overwhelmed Ying Zheng.

But the sword still struck out.

"Don't overestimate your capabilities. Do you think this is an easy battle?" Tiamat laughed.

She was inspired by Anu's fall, but she didn't take it too seriously.

As the supreme god of creation and rebirth, he is a powerful person in the holy realm.

Tiamat, like other saints, has little regard for life.

"What a wonderful variable, and now it's gone."

"That's why I have to leave you alone."

A saint pays attention to cause and effect when doing things. If cause and effect shows that Ying Zheng's life should not be terminated, then she will never do it.

Under the night, there are only two bright lights, one big and one small.

The original light was illuminated by the ancestral dragon dharma phase transformed by Ying Zheng.

But Tiamat's saintly aura is a hundred times more brilliant.

"Sage, I have a stubborn heart and must move forward without hesitation."

Even if ten saints stand in front of you, if you say go, then go.

The power of the ancestral dragon suddenly appeared, seeking a glimmer of holy light in the cracks.

Set off by ten golden lotuses, one foot finally steps into the holy door.

Above Half Saint.

Ying Zheng is undoubtedly the strongest in this state.

Far away from the territory, a pair of eyes stared, it was the ancestral dragon who enlightened me, the teacher of all generations, the Saint Kong.

"I don't want to go, the variables have all faded." Master sighed.

Yan Hui asked: "So, teacher, would you like to help my junior brother?"

"No."

The Master shook his head.

From the six volumes of scriptures to the ruler of Confucius, everyone in the Confucian sect regarded Su Ming as their fellow disciple.

Yan Hui didn't say anything about this.

Master, if you don’t go, you have your own reasons, so why bother?

I understand, I understand.

It's just that this time, the junior brother may really feel uncomfortable.

Yan Hui sighed.

The master turned his gaze to him: "Yuan, I am a lonely Confucian disciple, and you are already a grown-up. When will you take that step and become a saint just for fun?"

"Ah?" Yan Hui smiled bitterly: "Almost, almost."

As a Confucian saint, he can enter at any time if he wants.

But it's not time yet.

Not just the Confucian side, all the heavens and departments are watching.

"A human emperor has turned them upside down. They are really getting worse and worse."

Anyone who dares to say this must be a monopoly of the divine system.

Sure enough, it was the saint who had suffered defeat at the hands of Emperor Xuanyuan Huang.

pull.

"The customary silence is over and it's time for us to show up."

The sacred relics hidden in the unknown divine realm rose up and crashed into the boundary sea.

Among saints, there is no such lofty aloofness as imagined.

They can talk to each other.

"Remember to guard against the old man holding the bodhi tree in his hand, he is very strong."

At the dialogue level, the old man only said one thing: You can touch anyone, but you can't touch the monkey.

"He is my favorite apprentice."

At first, all the saints were dismissive, until the terrifying twin saints appeared.

"It's actually quite interesting. It's a game hosted by fate. It attempts to integrate the heavens, but the fate of the gods is bet on a boy."

He couldn't bear it anymore.

Another saint, whose face is covered by the holy light and whose true appearance cannot be seen clearly.

As he spoke, he stared at ancient Babylon with interest.

"Dongfang still has another chance to take action. Who do you think it will be?"

A golden sun, a touch of purple light, and various different forces intertwined.

Boom! Across different planes, they crashed into the same galaxy.

Because the current situation has changed so much, even the great prehistoric times have been inspired.

"It has begun, the variables have been determined, and the era of real blood and chaos has arrived..."

In the East, the nine pillars of gods are all stirred up, and they have long been famous.

But no one is truly a saint.

Donghuang Taiyi holds the Donghuang Bell in his hand. With his divine appearance, he should have been enshrined long ago.

However, it is not an innate spirit, and there is no chance of monopoly.

That step was never taken.

Emperor Jun also said calmly: "The consensus is correct, the holy relic has been unsealed."

The saints oppress all realms and crazily elevate the holy realm, making it beyond the reach of others.

Therefore, the result of this dialogue is to unlock the status of saint.

But all this requires a person to be buried, or he is not a human, but only he can open it.

Not only the East, but also the Western Paradise, Chaos, Jupiter and other people who were close to becoming saints also fell into madness.

"It's been tight for so long, and I've been maintaining this awkward sense of proportion."

"Fate does not allow it, and no one can kill him."

It's just that the gods are puzzled. It's sooner rather than later, but it's this moment.

"Zhu Jiuyin, this arena is not unsolvable. Find a way to escape."

Di Jun's words were very serious. What he meant was not to kill Huan Yin, otherwise there would be another cause and effect.

The debt was too much. Su Ming would definitely die, and Ying Zheng would not survive.

But on the other side of heaven, all parties have evil intentions and hope that Huan Yin will die.

In this case, the son of luck will repay more.

"Your invincibility will not last long."

Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly.

Huan Yin knew the situation he was facing. Invincible was truly invincible.

But it was too far away, and he couldn't do anything to the candle dragon.

When time passes, it will be the moment when life and death are truly decided.

"What do you want?"

Zhu Jiuyin said calmly: "It coincides with each other and breaks the rules."

"rush out."

At this time, the Valkyrie has become just a decoration.

"What's going on? They seem to have stopped fighting. They are going to..."

Everyone couldn't understand that just now it was a life and death battle.

The two gods worked together and blasted in one direction, trying to create a gap.

The ring was almost blown away, but was blocked by an external force.

can not open.

"How could this be so?" Zhu Jiuyin was shocked, but Huan Yin looked solemn and started laughing wildly.

"Ah hahaha, okay, okay, my family will block my door,"

"I have calculated everything, but I have missed this step."

It's heaven. If heaven doesn't open a way, he can't go back.

The purpose of doing this is to use him to promote a wave of cause and effect.

The more this happened, the calmer Huan Yin became. When he looked at Zhu Jiuyin again, his eyes became softer.

"Friend God, you'd better not touch this level of cause and effect."

"It's all going to die anyway, let him take over."

After the words fell, Huan Yin clasped his hands together in a sitting posture...