Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"It's too boring for a scholar to enter the game with his own body, but he can't win against the emperor."

Atum stabilized his thoughts: "What, you still want to kill me?"

Qu Yuan didn't say anything. The arena built by Jue Ming Ci could trap the saint.

Of course, no matter whether he wins or loses the battle, his life will be locked to the Miluo River and he will never be able to stand up again.

"Miluo River, I spent thousands of years to get rid of it."

Now that I've gotten in again, what can I do if I don't gain something?

"I dare not say that I will kill you, but there is still hope for destroying your sainthood." Qu Yuan held his hand seals, and the stars merged, hitting Atum with a blow.

Atum's eyes were filled with fire, and he slowly said: "Insects are indeed the creatures at the bottom of the biological chain."

"This saint was born in the formless form of chaos, but he used insects as his body, just to feel the sounds of the bottom creatures and see if he could cultivate the second holy body."

Qu Yuan listened to him and became impatient: "What next?"

"It's nothing more, because you interrupted this great plan."

"Bang" sound!

The insect body explodes, the insect life ends, and the old ancestor god is reshaped.

"The body is still comfortable. The crawling reptile below, no matter how hard it tries, cannot reach this height. It will have to look up to the sun all its life."

With the return of Atum, the corresponding saint La.

The Holy Light of the Sun has been weakened.

La angrily shouted: "No, you have transferred them away, what should I use!"

Facing Donghuang Taiyi, it was already difficult enough.

This time, there was a headwind, and there were tens of thousands of scars on his body.

But these are only temporary injuries to the saint.

This is temporary, it can be a few seconds or it can be one second.

The next second it was back to normal.

"The most terrifying thing about saints is their ability to recover from fear."

Even if they have equal combat power, they may not be able to kill if they win.

This is also the biggest headache for Donghuang Taiyi now.

After taking a look at Qu Yuan's side, there was no hope.

Qu Yuan has been locked to the Miluo River. Even if Atum is killed, Qu Yuan will have to be buried deep in the river forever.

Moreover, how could Qu Yuan, who had not become a saint, kill a saint?

Thinking of this, Donghuang Taiyi's heart ached, the price was too high.

If your best friends are gone one by one, what can you do even if you become a saint?

"Perhaps I shouldn't have left in the first place..." Donghuang Taiyi punched him, and several figures of saints appeared in his mind, as well as his later sworn brother and the boss of the Shanhaijing system.

"I took this step first, so what about my lifelong pursuit..."

Not great.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun had completely different ideas.

Di Jun's persistence in becoming a saint was much greater than his.

Of course, this acquired restriction was broken by Donghuang Taiyi.

Di Jun is probably close too.

"You should have guessed your ending, right?"

Seeing the saint's silence, Donghuang continued: "It doesn't matter if you can't guess. Please refer to Tiamat over there."

"Hmph." La snorted coldly, and his fighting spirit was reduced by half.

But he still sneered: "Yes, Tiamat died, and a Great Qin was buried with him. I remember that Great Qin is much stronger than your Chu land."

"Also, Tiamat's holy soul is immortal and she can resurrect from the dead."

"Can Great Qin do it? Can that Ancestral Dragon and those soldiers do it?"

Speaking of this, La laughed wildly, so what if he couldn't beat him.

You can’t kill me anyway!

Donghuang was also calm: "You added a big character in front of Qin, and you have explained everything. Come on, look at this!"

Going around and around, if you want to deal incredible damage, you have to look at the Chaos Clock.

La's heart suddenly tightened, and she had already endured it for eighteen minutes.

This bell is very strange. When Donghuang was not a saint, he could fight him back and forth with the bell he had become a saint.

Now that he has become a saint, the damage from the Chaos Bell continues to stack.

Every time you eat a bell, the damage from the previous bell will be added again.

The audience below, especially the people from the Dragon Kingdom, felt relieved when they saw the one-sided situation.

"The Chaos Clock is indeed terrifying, and this clock method..."

How to describe it, I always feel like I have seen it before, I have seen it somewhere.

"Yes! It's the random cloak hammering method! The technique is very similar to energy efficiency."

If netizens were asked to name this session, it could be called...

Chaos cloak bell technique!

"This is the power that the supreme god of Chu mythology should have."

Looking sideways, Atumu looked down at the Miluo River as the god of the sun, but he was still restricted by this arena and couldn't get out.

"It's so weird. The river you sacrificed for ten lifetimes has too many causes and effects. I can't break it now, and I'm not sure I can break it in the future. This makes me..."

"I'm a little reluctant to kill you."

If it cannot be broken, it would be better to keep Qu Yuan as a companion.

Qu Yuan didn't think so: "I just want to kill Sheng Chengren."

"Ignorant of good and evil!"

"Okay. I will ban your magic power, break your arms and bones, and let's see how you kill the saint and become a benevolent person!" Atum was angry.

The holy character is fully displayed, forming an absolute suppression of the holy way.

"I'm afraid you don't even have the strength to move your fingers now."

From beginning to end, he knew that Qu Yuan was a paper tiger.

I didn't expect to expose it so quickly. It was because he was ignorant.

"Ahem..." Qu Yuan vomited a mouthful of blood, "I never said...never said I was strong."

The reversal happened so quickly that the people of the Dragon Kingdom were at a loss as to what to do.

"wrong!"

"It's that arena. Qu Yuan is strong. He spent his whole life to create that arena that can seal the saint. He sacrificed almost all his strength."

That's why I'm disabled now.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom have three hundred gods. Only when you become a god can you better understand the weight of carrying a heavy burden and moving forward.

Countless worries can only be reduced to one sentence: "Sir, you are righteous."

Atum was angry and resentful, but he really had no solution.

He tried countless methods, one of which was the most annoying.

It is the fusion with the saint La, the unity of the saint, La Atum.

But this arena is blocking it, and even the fusion is interrupted.

"Bastard! Are you really...please, I won't kill you!"

Atum softened and even took the holy oath.

After all, in his opinion, losing freedom for an unrelated person is a very disadvantageous thing.

"It's useless. I paid a huge price. How can I just withdraw at the drop of a hat?"

Atum was not one to tease, so his first words of advice were fruitless.

I stopped persuading him.

Angry and turned into a red sun, looking down at everything like a ghost's eyes.

"You take yourself too seriously. The saint condescends to turn a blind eye, so I can only let you..."

"Life is worse than death!"

It's still because of that sentence, if you're afraid of not being able to get out, it's better to have a companion.

In other words, if I don’t kill you, I will kill you!

Following Atum's big move, countless ice cones rained down from the sky.

At this moment, Qu Yuan had no strength to resist and allowed the ice pick to pierce into his shoulder, west limb, and chest.

The boundless pain did not make Qu Yuan frown.

"Torturing you is such a pleasant thing."

Just a few words can cut Qu Yuan's body several times.

Still not having enough fun, Atum suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, that's how the child of destiny died."

"I can give you a try..."