Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The mist mixed with the bright light, and all I knew was that the divine book hung above my head.

When the fog cleared, Su Ming's eyes were filled with strong fighting spirit.

"Thank you so much, Emperor Gu Tian, ​​for making it happen."

Huan Yin's Dharma form behind him is ten thousand feet tall and full of brilliance. It is obviously an object outside the body, but it is closely related to Su Ming, as if it is integrated into one body.

Su Ming was also shocked at first, completely unexpected.

Huan Yin actually became his soul.

No, to be precise, it is the new divine genealogy, all of which are his soul.

Although those gods are dead, they are still alive.

"Boy, I don't know you, but this time, you really surprised me." Apsu smiled.

Theogony can summon gods, and Apsu knows that.

But he uses himself to nourish gods, and there is more than one.

This was an attempt that had never been made in ancient times, but Su Ming did it.

That divine genealogy may be Su Ming's second body.

Apsu's eyes were uncertain: "A rough calculation shows that there are a total of six kinds of souls in your body."

"Well, it's interesting. It's getting more and more interesting, hahaha."

Awakening the new divine genealogy, Su Ming's strength increased.

But in Apsu's eyes, this is still insignificant.

"I don't want to destroy the courage you just built up so quickly, but I still want to tell you that even the six gods in your body, practicing at their peak, can't beat me."

Apsu was not arrogant, it was because of those words.

Below the saints are all ants.

Unless there are a certain number of ants, the impact will not be significant.

Seeing that Su Ming didn't speak, Apsu continued his escape mode.

"Very good. You can still remain calm now. Soon you will find that you have carried their hopes but cannot lead them to a new life. This pervasive frustration must be very interesting."

Apsu was even thinking about whether to invite Azathoth.

After all, that guy likes these interesting things more than him.

"Have you had enough of your nonsense?" Finally, Su Ming said coldly.

Looking at the black abyss stretching into the deep space outside the territory in front of him, no matter how solemn his appearance is, it cannot be compared to the appearance of a saint. This is the essence of a saint.

Apsu will not let any words affect his desire to have fun.

"Hmph, do you want to see what your beloved king is suffering from?" Apsu's dark light flashed.

The darkness was driven away and all the worlds were brought to the same screen.

Not only the gods in the Holy City, but also the people of Blue Star saw it.

"The passage to all realms has opened, my God, it's Su Shen!"

No matter which plane it was, Su Ming was the first to notice it.

The Blue Star of the first parallel time and space, countless people are eagerly looking forward to.

Especially Meng Qingyao, who inherited the Poseidon inheritance, was emotionally moved.

"Where is he?"

It's unclear, but the enemy he faces now is very strong.

Powerful beyond recognition.

Perhaps, this is the legendary realm of saints.

"Quick, come with me! Help Su Shen."

Meng Qingyao gathered her faith and wanted to pass it on to Su Ming.

As a result, as soon as he stepped out of the boundary sea, he was interrupted by an unprovoked golden light.

Including the point where heaven meets the mainland, the nine pillars of the gods are lamenting.

"Oh, it's useless. At this time, no one can help him."

Di Jun didn't even say "you can only rely on yourself".

Because you can’t rely on anyone.

The fateful node has reached this point, the variables have been lost, and Su Ming will definitely die.

The ancient Babylonian civilization has disappeared, and almost everyone is unaware of the existence of this pantheon.

But some people saw the Code of Hammurabi.

See the temple.

"That seems to be a lost civilization, my original belief..."

The people in the Yirak area felt their blood surge for the first time.

"It's them, the great mother goddess Tiamat, stepping on the dragon, interpreting the true meaning of life with supreme divine power."

Little Lark was sure that it was Tiamat, the originator of a huge pantheon of gods, who must be a saint.

"Just why, in such a huge pantheon of gods, there is no such thing as Anu, the God of Gods, and the Three Gods..."

Little Luck was melancholy. If, I said if.

If they knew that these gods really existed, they would definitely participate in the mythical arena as the Sixth Nation.

"It doesn't matter. It's not too late. How about we change the name of the country."

He wanted to change Iraq back to Babylon and take over the country's destiny again.

Little Lark was still rejoicing, but Dragon Kingdom was anxious.

Because their god faced not one battle, but two.

"No! Our ancestors will not fall, not at the beginning, and certainly not now."

What they saw was that Ying Zheng was stubbornly resisting.

Surrounded by danger.

I can't beat him. I really can't beat him. No part of his body is good.

"That's a saint. What Su Shen is facing now seems to be a saint too."

I was so frightened when I thought about it carefully that I burst into tears.

Everyone knew they had disappeared, but they didn't expect it at all.

"Didn't you agree not to get involved? This kind of battle is inherently unfair."

"Unbearable!"

"Where is our saint? He is kneeling down and begging to come and begging to launch a holy war."

Yes, the scenes were so tragic that the people of the Dragon Kingdom lost their minds.

The battle of Zhu Jiuyin here has ended, and the divine resources have been obtained.

But under the influence of saints, it doesn't matter whether they are gods or not.

Failure to become a saint is ultimately in vain.

After Zhu Jiuyin returned to the Divine Pillar, he began to proclaim himself.

Ye Tian then applied for a break and paid attention to the battle over there.

It was as if Brünnhilde was more nervous than anyone else.

"I'm sorry everyone, since I chose to stop fighting, I need to leave for a while." Brynhild dodged and left the place.

When it reappeared, it was already the ruins of the endless abyss.

Apsu was very surprised: "Little girl, how can you ignore the obstacles?"

"Oh, I see, you are so brave."

"You dare to rule even in this saint's battle!"

Faced with the pressure from the saint, Brünnhilde forced herself to remain calm.

"Any battle requires justice. Please allow me to witness this battle with my own eyes."

Valkyrie's voice trembled slightly, as if she couldn't bear it.

Seeing her again, Su Ming's eyes softened a little.

"After going round and round, it's still you in the end." Su Ming smiled bitterly.

Brünnhilde's mood has fluctuated, and she has been calculating her fate, but she can't see anything.

"No matter how it ends, I will be with you until the end."

For the first time, the two of them looked at each other for more than a minute.

Finally, Su Ming broke the sensational tone: "Haha, Lord Valkyrie, do you really dislike me so much?"

Bang!

Without waiting for Brynhildr's reply, the arena was automatically generated.

Su Ming couldn't help but sigh: Even fate was urging him to die.

The balance between fixed numbers and variables has been completely broken.

Before taking action, Su Ming did not forget to take a deep look at Ying Zheng.

"Ancestor, the variables are still there, you must survive."

After saying this, he completely cut off contact with the outside world and raised his sword.

"Huan Yin listened to the order, opened an invincible domain, and helped me break the saint!"