Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The cold sword light was like a sky-opening blade cutting through the sky.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were blind.

"What happened? There was no sound."

Everyone was confused and looked around, only to find that the head of Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, was missing again...

The reason why we use the word "you" has to start with a piece of divine history.

The little elephant god originally did not have an elephant head, but a child no different from a human child.

His mother is the goddess Parvati, and his father is amazing.

It is Shiva, the supreme god who rules the entire Indian pantheon.

"I feel so sorry for the little elephant god. I still remember that story vividly."

The people of Tianzhu were filled with resentment and cried for the little elephant god.

At first, he did not recognize his father Shiva. In the name of protection, he stopped Shiva outside the door of his mother Parvati, and was beheaded by the furious Shiva.

The word of resurrection is to go all the way west and see the first dead creature, which is his head.

That's why Ganesha came about, but I didn't expect this time...

"boom!!!"

The moment the elephant's head was cut off, it triggered the wrath of the sky, and the void expanded infinitely.

A dark statue fell down, crushing the divine realm with one foot.

"Be?i! My child!"

A man more than ten feet tall stood in front of Yang Jian.

With disheveled hair and dark eyes, she looks like a goddess, more like a witch.

The image of Parvati, who was originally a snow-capped mountain goddess, suddenly became furious as the camera zoomed in and gradually darkened.

The Ganesha in the palm of his hand has lost any chance of life.

"Ahhhh!"

Unable to hold on any longer, the anger from Goddess Shakti gradually turned into a female demon.

Mahakali!

"Unforgivable, I will let you die in regret."

Mahakali is a witch without reason, and her only reason is probably destruction.

"It's over. The benevolent goddess Shakti has disappeared for thousands of years. She reappeared in an extremely angry form. I'm afraid the entire pantheon..."

The friends and immortals exclaimed and discussed countermeasures with other immortals.

Maybe people in the world don’t know about the goddess Shakti, but as long as they know clearly that the goddess Shakti is a part of Shiva Mahadeva’s body, they will know how terrifying she is.

Immortal Kashyapa also said: "Don't worry, wait until he kills the intruder, and then find a way to wake up the goddess."

After all, when Parvati wakes up, she basically has no fighting power.

As for the immortals of the Tianzhu divine system, they are different from the Eastern immortals.

Most of them became immortals with so-called wisdom, and most of their power came from curses. Some curses were even so powerful that even Lord Shiva had to obey them.

"Weird and weird." Faced with this terrifying sense of oppression, Yang Jian frowned coldly and raised his knife forward.

Another slash came out, but Mahakali blocked it with his chest.

"You killed my only son, and I will use my flesh and blood to exchange for your eternal incarnation."

Mahakali roared, and a bloody mouth opened in his chest.

But it couldn't stop her will to revenge, the pain...

It only makes her crazier.

Yang Jian looked to one side, looking at the realm above Daluo.

Unexpectedly, Tianzhu has so many demonic obstacles to the half-step quasi-sage.

In fact, Shiva was more differentiated, no wonder he didn't become a saint at that time.

"Treacherous energy?" Yang Jian was cautious, and a mist appeared under Mahakali's feet, wiping out the surrounding life.

He didn't act rashly, and quietly watched the other party's strange steps.

The gods of Tianzhu were in awe and showed awe.

"The legendary Tandava dance has not appeared for a long time. Mahakali's song is a symbol of evil, but at this moment, she is also fighting for protection."

The seven ancient immortals prayed and infused the anger with gentle power.

Only when the power of Tandava dance is balanced can it be more complete.

Yang Jian held his breath and concentrated, and opened his eyes to reach the sky: "The poisonous energy dissipated!"

A sense of peace descended, which indeed dispelled half of the poisonous atmosphere.

But it was accompanied by a pervasive sound, as if every musical instrument in the world that could be named was playing crazily.

Sound, light, heat and electricity, Tianzhu God uses sound as a means of attack.

Yang Jian knew it.

"Little brother, I remember you told me that God Tianzhu dances at every turn. It seems you were right."

Yang Jian smiled bitterly, resonating with the shadow in his body.

The shadow is outside, but the shadow is within the body.

Yang Jian wants to let it out so much and become his true shadow.

"If I kill another god, your Brother Jian, I really won't be able to lift the sword."

Yang Jian performed the Heaven-reaching Dharma, and his invincible golden body was equal to that of Maha Kali, which brought back his momentum in one fell swoop.

"Invulnerable to all attacks!"

The golden hand reached into the thick smoke. Facing the ten heads and eight arms, Yang Jian was not angry and proud, and easily cut off a head.

"Very good, very happy, my hatred has increased a little bit."

Mahakali threw a black flute and it exploded in the void.

The blow was effective and forced Yang Jian back half a step.

"That's right. Being a mother means being strong. If I give you three points, you still have two points."

Yang Jian put his hands together, and his golden body was solemn and solemn.

Mahakali was extremely angry. In her eyes, this god should go to the eighteen levels of hell, where he would be suppressed for eternity and his soul would be tortured.

Otherwise there is no atonement.

"My child, return to your mother's arms quickly and plant your resentment on his humble soul."

After saying this, Ganesha's body turned into a vajra.

Integrating the power of Ganesha, Mahakali's strength was further enhanced, and his second incarnation was derived.

"Lord Mother Difficulty!"

The only war goddess in the Tianzhu pantheon, Parvati's most powerful special attack form, actually appeared together.

In the past, there was only one of them, but now there are two forms side by side.

The entire Tianzhu Divine System was shrouded in a chilling aura.

With the addition of an opponent, Yang Jian was not afraid. Instead, he smiled slightly and said, "That's just right."

Immediately he closed his eyes and uttered: "The other one is left to you. Come out, Brother Yuan."

When Yang Jian opened his palm, a white monkey hair suddenly appeared.

When I think of monkeys, the first thing that comes to mind is the Monkey King.

But not this time.

A majestic white shadow stands tall, a giant ape reaching into the sky.

"Zhenjun, after so many years, you finally think of me."

Yuan Hong's sound is like a loud bell, reaching the sky and the earth, and the monkey king forces Grad to be full.

But deep down in his heart, he knew very well that as long as that person was there, he would not be able to become the Monkey King.

Yang Jian sighed: "If you can't meet the opponent you want, then I'll have to make do with you."

"That's all, I sensed that he has become much stronger."

The giant ape looked up into the deep sky, feeling vaguely ashamed of himself.

But Mahakali was very unhappy: "Aggrieved? You are too presumptuous."

Nan Guanmu smiled and said nothing, then a touch of spiritual thought invaded.

Finally captured everything.

"Very good. The fight I long for is to leave no regrets. Since you feel wronged, I will change my form."

After saying that, his smile widened and turned into a furry face with a thunderous mouth.

However, after traveling westward, Brother Monkey no longer looks like this...