Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Only when the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma has reached its highest level can it be equal to him.

The arena is complete, but I always feel that Apsu is outside the arena.

That kind of detached feeling made Su Ming very unhappy.

Apsu smiled and said: "Your death has extraordinary meaning. Designing your death method is really a headache."

The power of the saint is so incomprehensible that it only takes one finger.

It would crush Su Ming.

The spectators were worried, even though they had not yet taken action.

Already smelling the powerlessness and despair, the saint...

"Why, all the Western saints are out, why are ours not here, etc... I seem to understand."

It’s not that our saints haven’t come out, but they have already come out.

And there are quite a few.

Ancestor Bodhi, Immortal Zhenyuan, Jade Emperor, Emperor Xuanyuan, and Supreme Purity Lingbao Tianzun...

"Those who have appeared in the mythical arena, can't they take action again?" Everyone had this doubt in their hearts.

If this is the case, five or six saints will be damaged at once.

deficit! What a loss!

Over there, Ying Zheng reunited his left arm and leaped into the sky.

Just a tiny bit missing, just a tiny bit missing.

No matter what kind of attack it is, it can never hurt Tiamat in the slightest. The Ancestral Dragon Holy Power shouldn't be like this.

"You once killed the God King with a mortal sword. I am very curious if you can break the shackles of a saint and kill a saint."

Tiamat's voice was light as she continued: "I'm very disappointed."

"You can't do it."

The Holy City has been divided into two, and the worlds of light and light collide.

As the most powerful man, the ancestor has to stop here.

No matter what kind of power it is, Tiamat can grasp it instantly and return it multiple times.

A small difference in level, but it severely suppressed his unyielding will.

"Xiao Sun, wait for me. After I deal with him, I will pick you up."

Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with scarlet red. Although he couldn't see Su Ming's side, he could sense that Su Ming was running out of life.

The last remaining variable has been transferred to him.

"Heaven and Earth Pagoda!" The golden dragon glowed with holy light again.

At this moment, Ying Zheng has entered a state of madness.

It almost raised the combat power of the Saint to another level.

In fact, he secretly hates that he bears the name of the Ancestral Dragon, but cannot reproduce the Ancestral Dragon's holy law and cannot become a saint.

Really can't beat it!

"Crack!"

Tiamat moved sideways and sacrificed a tree of life, and the horrific destruction was stopped.

"You are just like him, your power is too violent, and you were sealed by me in the end."

When it comes to Apsu, Tiamat rarely reveals her true feelings.

During the battle that year, they both became saints and delegated power to this pantheon. For this reason, there was a rift in their relationship, but Tiamat was very pleased and called him and he would still wake up.

"I'm curious, is your fearlessness something that you spied on?"

Tiamat asked, don't look at her killing blows everywhere.

In fact, they are all keeping their hands on it.

Because she saw that Ying Zheng would not fade away because of this battle.

So I'm too lazy to kill him.

Saints are like this, many things are determined.

Ying Zheng raised his head and was speechless.

He saw it, saw the tragedy that was impossible to look directly at.

So choose to forget.

"Although I can't accompany you, the sword in my hand will be wielded by you until the last moment. You are not alone."

Ying Zheng forced the sound into a line and put it into his heart. This is the heart sound.

Su Ming heard it.

But the variables belonging to Ying Zheng still did not come.

In the deep space, a majestic voice fell: "Tiamat, stop playing around and speed up the process."

The majesty of the voice was such that even Tiamat had to smile to accommodate it.

"Why are you so anxious? I just woke up and I inevitably want to take a good look at these people and things."

Tiamat said as she approached Ying Zheng.

"You stole the sky. You have sinned so much that you deserve to die."

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, blowing a big hole in Ying Zheng's chest.

Take another step to form absolute suppression and irrigation with holy water.

It actually wiped out all the aura of Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng didn't even have a chance to resist.

"You don't know the Holy Body and you claim to be invincible. You should be punished."

Every time Tiamat takes a step closer, Ying Zheng's heart breaks.

The spilled blood mixed with the source of life, imitating the godhead.

It turned out to be the dead moon god Xin, sun god Shamash, and Venus Isda.

"The miracle, the miracle appeared, this is the method of the saint."

"Even dead gods, completely destroyed in form and spirit, can still be reborn by casting spells."

However, everyone overestimated the saint's ability. It was just a form, not a real resurrection.

Even if he survives in the end, he will still be completely different from his complete body.

The key lies in Nezha's circle, "Come here!"

Another terrifying moment occurred, the two of them were in the ring.

But Tiamat intervened outside the ring in full view of everyone.

He forcefully detained Nezha's world circle.

"Resurrection, my people."

Tiamat's slender hands are about to crush the Circle of Heaven and Earth.

In that case, the only traces of the Triple God can be released.

Nezha will also die.

Of course, Ying Zheng would not let this happen. He once again gathered the imperial power and went against the long river of life.

"Put it down!"

With a roar, this man was like a bottomless pit.

Although Nezha is not a god enshrined in the Qin Dynasty, he came from China and needs my care both in the sky and on the earth.

But it was this blow that completely ruined Ying Zheng's character.

"Stupid!" Tiamat finally showed an expression of disgust.

In her opinion, this is not great love, but incompetent barking.

The Qiankun Circle was blown away by the Jade Seal of the Legend, and a "bang" sound was heard.

The jade seal turned into pieces of crystal flowers, falling in the air.

"The imperial seal of the country is broken..."

The hearts of the people of the Dragon Kingdom were instantly filled with an ominous feeling.

"After receiving the destiny from heaven, you will live forever. Our national destiny is so vulnerable in front of the saint..."

Before she finished her emotion, Tiamat's fingers didn't stop.

He sneered and said: "I also monopolized ancient civilization, but it was not enough to become a saint. If you can hurt me, then I will not be a saint."

No matter who it is, any means, as long as it is under a saint.

It is impossible to hurt the saint.

This is an iron rule!

So no surprise, Ying Zheng's sword was caught between two fingers just one foot away from Tiamat.

"With this swing of the sword, you have run out of fuel and it's time to hit the road."

At this moment, Ying Zheng didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

But he showed a comfortable smile: ""If you offend our country, the saints will also be punished. "

When he said these words, Ying Zheng's heavy body fell like a piece of lint, completely losing his will to fight.

Tiamat thought Ying Zheng was barking incompetently, but the next second, the void roared and the sky swayed.

Bricks and stones come from nothingness and are piled together.

A city gate and a city wall, stretching endlessly, instantly shattered the tree of life behind Tiamat.

The weight was so heavy that Tiamat couldn't breathe.

"Bastard!" He punched out, trying to defeat the Great Wall.

But I never thought that my knuckles would be broken and smashed into pieces...