Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The grievances of the 400,000 Zhao troops gathered into a monument standing in front of the sky.

All the audience were shocked and sent chills down their spines.

Bai Qi took a look and naturally understood what it meant.

"The debt I owe must be repaid. I am willing to die."

This sound somewhat alleviated the wrath of the sky, but obviously, it was not enough.

Four hundred thousand Zhao troops, if you still want a word, you have to admit your mistake.

This undoubtedly touched Bai Qi's reverse scale, "Wrong?"

I Bai Qi devoted myself wholeheartedly to the Qin Dynasty and shed my blood for the unification of the world.

What a mistake!

But in the blink of an eye, Bai Qi, who had been aloof all his life, finally let go.

"Bai Qi betrayed Zhao Jun's trust and killed prisoners of war. God does not allow it. Death is inevitable. I... was wrong."

Bai Qi's lowered head made the four hundred thousand Zhao Jun's heart sink.

The anger that had been suppressed for two thousand years was finally washed away.

Thousands of years of obsession dissipated, and instead became confused.

"He admitted his mistake. Rentu, who kills people without blinking an eye, actually admitted his mistake..."

Countless grievances have turned into confusion, and the sky monument is also evolving crazily.

Suddenly, 400,000 Zhao Jun's innocent souls shouted in unison: "For China, help Qin kill the saints, for China..."

All for China.

Endless wishes, the development of all dharma, actually triggered the opportunity of Tao.

A compass fell from the sky, with everything engraved on it.

At that moment, all the gods from the East and the West saw it...

The opportunity for the Holy Path to wither!

"I have seen enough of the carnival of a bunch of ants. Do you really think you can hurt the saint? Hahahaha, you can't do anything."

Tiamat transformed into the evil dragon and swatted it away with one claw.

Bai Qi's Tianling Gai was hit in the middle, and the void was turbulent.

Everyone thought that Bai Qi was dead, and Wu Anjun, who had made history frightened, came to an end. However...

The confusion dissipated, and what I saw was a thick arm.

"Pfft." He coughed out a mouthful of blood and cracked more than a dozen joints.

Lian Po's face was solemn, and he forced a wry smile.

"Ahem, if you die in her hands, how can you keep my appointment?"

Lian Po, who blocked the saint's blow with one hand, is a pure saint.

Bai Qi's fall was only for people belonging to Xian Qin. Lian Po was from Zhao and was not within the scope of his skills.

At this moment, all Chinese people were in awe of Lian Po.

"You are not afraid of death!" Tiamat's eyes were dark.

Crazy, these people are all crazy, each one less afraid of death than the last.

What is even more incomprehensible is that from the reading just now, Lian Po is Bai Qi’s enemy. Why...

The blood in Lian Po's mouth could no longer be held in his mouth and it overflowed.

"Quick, Great Qin is even more powerful than this. Since the trajectory of history cannot be changed, let's just go with the flow. Great Qin should have the life of a saint."

Lian Po has entered the game, and he has entered the game with his real body, representing the State of Zhao.

Wang Jian watched in the sacred pillar and paid solemn attention.

The four famous generals of the Warring States Period, Bai Qi, Lian Po and Li Mu, the last...

It's him Wang Jian.

"General Bai, please go up to the pillar. The soldiers of Great Qin are waiting for you."

The opportunity to behead the saint was already determined, and Tiamat would never have imagined that this would be a farce in her eyes.

It became her burial place.

Lian Po laughed loudly and clasped Tiamat's hand.

"Hurry up. When you attacked Zhao State in the Battle of Changping, you were never so hesitant."

As Lian Po spoke, the suppressed power of the Holy Path shone brightly.

Facing Lian Po alone, Tiamat was in his prime.

Bai Qi's feet became heavier and heavier.

He knelt down on one knee with a plop, "Baiqi, there is nothing to repay."

After that, he followed the road paved by Lian Po and came to the front of the formation step by step.

"Hamurabi, hurry up, stop him for me!"

Once Bai Qi succeeds in getting on the pillar, it will be unimaginable.

if that is the case……

At this moment, Hammurabi had too much time to take care of himself. Facts have proved that Hammurabi's dynasty was not as good as Qin.

A few minutes of playing with Ying Zheng felt like hundreds of thousands of years had passed.

All that should be divided was divided.

Faced with Tiamat's urging, Hammurabi manifested his true form.

"Ying Zheng, the overall situation has been decided. If you don't die, I am willing to make you my friend." Hammurabi smiled.

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, and it wasn't until the power of the prosperous dynasty was withdrawn that they heard a loud laugh.

"Tiamat, I quit, you can play by yourself!"

Hammurabi stepped on the bell. With this retreat, the situation was over.

Without the restraint from above, Tiamat was even more suppressed.

"You traitor! It's unreliable, everything is unreliable, ah ah ah!"

Tiamat bombarded the sinkhole indiscriminately.

Can't stop? Impossible, how could the saint not have a trump card?

"All living beings have the wish and the opportunity to live. Lend me your faith and I will give you eternal life!"

Bewitch!

An invisible force lingers in my heart. No one can resist eternal life, especially the people of the Dragon Kingdom.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom's pursuit of immortality and immortality has reached its peak.

"It's broken! Stop her quickly."

Bai Qi climbed to the top and settled in all four directions. Unknowingly, a giant dragon rose up. It had only a body and no spirit body, and finally evolved into a passage.

The passage that leads to the Immortal Qin Dynasty.

"The people of Da Qin have put life and death at risk. Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers rushed in one after another, rushing in like a violent current.

Every time a person goes down, a dragon-marked energy will grow.

The empty-shell dragon finally regained its vitality.

This scene was extremely exciting, but the people of the Dragon Kingdom could not cheer.

"The ancestors have passed away, and now they still want to create a peaceful and prosperous age for us."

“If I could, I’d love to be a part of it.”

As time passed, the visions became layer after layer.

The sky cries, blood rains, disasters, and ominousness are all performed in a crazy way.

"Someone is going to die, a saint is going to die, in this era..."

In an era of bloody chaos in the heavens, it is inevitable that a saint will open the heavens.

The gods have had a premonition that Tiamat's strength is exhausted.

Ying Zheng holds the decree in his hand, inscribes the Qin Ji, uses his supreme supernatural power, and drops the true blood to write the real names of every Qin general and soldier. The price is really too high.

Ying Zheng's hands are so big that they can't help but tremble every time he writes a stroke.

Every face of these people will disappear in an instant.

But the people of the Dragon Kingdom dare not forget and have captured and recorded the whole process.

The giant dragon revives, it is not the ancestral dragon, nor does it belong to the dragon clan.

It was the Chinese Dragon that was ridiculed by Westerners right from the beginning.

"It has appeared! Our Chinese dragon has finally appeared."

When the divine dragon came to the world, the four guardian lights exploded and turned into four dragon balls, hovering beside the divine dragon.

With Bai Qi's personality shattered, Tiankeng could no longer support it.

"Okay! Okay! Hahaha, I finally beat you to death."

"My time has come, and I want this world and everyone to be buried in this pit!"

Tiamat rises into the sky, the sun appears, the sky is full of stars.

"Chinese Dragon? Haha." Tiamat faced the divine power.

Ying Zheng stood proudly on the dragon's head with an expressionless face.

The Chinese dragon revived and sacrificed the entire Immortal Qin, which meant that those who had succeeded him were dead, all dead...

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