Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Not good, very bad!

There is no explosive power, but there is a sense of danger.

It is said that he is not a human being, but the incarnation of other abstract things.

If you are hit, will you be knocked back to your original shape?

Of course, Su Ming would not sit still and wait for death, even though the opportunity of becoming a saint overwhelmed him, but!

"So what if I'm a saint? My ancestor taught me too much, so..."

"I want to try it too."

Since his appearance, this is the first time Su Ming has wielded his sword against a saint.

Surrounded by three and a half scriptures, plus a silent body.

"bring it on."

A terrifying golden sword blasted out, just to counter Apsu's finger.

Of course, Su Ming also had the belief that he would die.

Time passes so slowly~

It's like it's frozen.

Is this dead? What a wonderful and strange feeling.

Su Ming slowly opened his eyes and found that he couldn't see anything.

Surprisingly, it was not as spectacular as expected.

It’s really a return to abstraction…

however.

Su Ming didn't wake up until a bloody arrow sprayed on his face.

"No! Mr. Xu, aren't you leaving?"

Su Ming's eyes were about to burst and his eyelids were wet. He had never shed tears...

But this time.

Wet.

One foot in front of him, Xu Fu's body was penetrated by the white light.

The face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life also turned pale.

"I am speechless, as if I have fallen into an endless abyss..."

"Cough cough."

Xu Fu's figure was unstable, and the light and shadow overlapped in each scene.

If this were the original light, then everything about him would be reversed.

The frozen void was overflowing with cultivation, and the personality that Xu Fu had been pursuing all his life completely collapsed at this moment.

"I, I don't...sigh, I have reached this point."

"Why don't you give up?"

The original light was blocked by Xu Fu, and everything about him was being erased.

Until it becomes nothing but dust.

"asshole!"

"Mr. Xu, I carry too much, so why do I have to do this?"

Su Ming has been struggling. He didn't make a choice, so Xu Fu.

Must not die!

When he was dying, Xu Fu smiled bitterly: "Don't be sentimental. It's not because of you. If you are lucky, lucky to survive, please tell your majesty on my behalf that I...tried my best."

With the atmosphere at this point, it would be difficult for Xu Fu not to die, but Su Ming wanted to break the sensation and roared.

"If you want to say it, say it yourself!"

"Ah~!"

All the luck accumulated in the mythical arena turned into a divine arrow.

Only in this way can one resist the Holy Power and break out of this ruined world.

Gan!

As soon as the virtual light subsided, the arrow of luck took Xu Fu's broken body, broke through the plane barrier, and rushed out.

Apsu looked at that place and grabbed it hard with his big black hands.

It's just a little bit off, or maybe Apsu did it intentionally.

Let Xu Fu escape.

"Hmph, you rescued two people at once. What you did was great."

"But at the same time, you will be carrying two more lives."

Su Ming looked away and felt at ease after making sure to send Xu Fu away.

I tried my best, really tried my best.

At this moment, he no longer has the blessing of luck and is alone...

On the contrary, it became much more relaxed.

"I'm curious. I have to follow my example in everything, so why do some people and things I don't want to do have to be blamed on me." Su Ming was tired, really tired.

He has always wanted to be a show-off brother, a salted fish.

But there are always things that come to you uninvited, what kind of child of luck?

Why should I be responsible?

But Apsu smiled: "The grudge between you and me is purely personal. You woke me up from my deep sleep and you have to pay a price, but it won't be fatal."

"It's just that you met the right person at the right time."

"So it can only be me."

The human body transformed by Apsu is a combination of evil charm and handsomeness.

Slowly walk into Su Ming, using the abyss to guide the darkness.

Mahakala!

"I am honored to be the first god to grab fate by the throat."

Apsu's cold hands had already clasped around Su Ming's neck.

As Su Ming said just now, he was alone.

Can't muster any energy.

"Oh, I can't even control my own life,"

"Am I destiny? Or am I an insignificant pawn of destiny?"

Su Ming slowly closed his eyes. He had died once, and now...

Just want to have a good rest.

"You disappoint me very much." Apsu's eyes paused.

While holding the throat, Su Ming's power was stimulated.

Four volumes of scriptures, help him open another volume, the fifth volume!

"Spring and Autumn"

A closed holy door reflected Su Ming's vitality back.

This was not enough, but Apsu seemed to have seen something.

"Theogony?"

And there are two books.

Apsu held one of the books and tried to open it.

But the terrifying godhead contained in it was stacked together, creating a power comparable to that of a saint.

Apsu immediately understood that there were too many gods engraved in it.

And it's not weak.

If everyone is united, even if they are ants, they will still be an army of ants.

So Apsu stopped.

"Hmph, this nameless divine genealogy carries your ideals, and it is also the heaviest thing you carry, right?"

Looking at the few names on it, Apsu was very disdainful.

"Some gods who have reached the end of their lives have been included in your theogony."

"Are you saying you are the savior of the heavens, or are you stupid?"

Apsu sneered, of course just smiling. In fact, whatever he did, he didn't have much of a position to speak of.

Boom!

Just when Su Ming was about to die, a ray of light from the sky penetrated into the abyss.

"Sage, how about you take one of my moves? This technique is called Perfection!"

Bang Dang, Huan Yinfa's appearance appears, and the power of the ancient emperor of heaven rolls in.

The moment he passed away, he was lucky enough to become a saint, but there was a time limit.

It’s also in exchange for life.

Seeing that Su Ming didn't respond, he forcefully opened the Tianmen and came over.

Sure enough, it was almost too late.

"Stand up. The people I trust can only die in battle and not wait to die. Quickly open the divine genealogy!"

Su Ming's weak consciousness was awakened by an unfamiliar voice.

"Silla divine system, Huanyin?"

Huan Yin said solemnly, "No, it's time to change."

Before Su Ming could recover, the new divine genealogy was automatically opened.

One by one, names are flying, carrying surging divine power.

It's Poseidon, it's Loki, it's Hastur, it's Zeng Shen...

Now, a new name has been added to it.

Huan Yin!

"Why? Why?" There are no variables. This is a fatal situation.

Even if someone comes to save him, it must be a well-known saint.

It will never be...

Huan Yin?

He just let it go and forced himself into the divine genealogy.

This also means that he died in the Blue Star Luck Arena.

"Don't be stunned. Even if there is no chance of survival, you must fight to the death."

Huan Yin knew that Su Ming would not be able to survive, especially with his level of karma, he would not be able to die again.

However, he wanted to create a myth for Su Ming.

"Okay." Su Ming was not one to be fickle. Huan Yin was right.

Even death is death in battle.

Divine light burst out, reflecting the entire bottom of the abyss.

Huan Yin's Dharma image flickered on and off, and with the last trace of the sacred trace, he disappeared into the divine genealogy and reappeared.

It has already entered the soul, hovering behind Su Ming.

It became Su Ming’s dharma image...