Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The sky in that scene was extremely dark, and what caught everyone's attention was.

The huge two-meter-tall body inserted Atum back into the air again and lifted it up in the air.

"Why do I need others to take action? I, Xiang Yu, am enough."

The humiliation spread from the Overlord Gun to Atum.

Engraved into the bones and blood.

Everyone thought that Atum had suffered a heavy blow, but...

"This feeling of humiliation is so fresh." Atum suddenly held the Overlord Gun with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

"Come on, thrust deeper!"

"I love the pain caused by not paying attention."

Atum didn't resist, and stared at Xiang Yu calmly.

Wu Zixu, who was preparing to take action, was immediately at a loss.

"Overlord, are you sure you want to fight him alone?"

Xiang Yu turned around and glanced at Wu Zixu, "This..."

I'm feeling numb now. I've encountered perverts before, but never such a pervert.

"How can a person like you be worthy of the Holy Spirit? Pass it on to me!"

After Xiang Yu's death, he embarked on the path of personalization.

From then on, it became silent, just to reach the end of personalization.

Saint!

"You are really a vulgar person. You don't want to work hard and want to take shortcuts?"

Atum's hand never let go of the tip of the Overlord's gun.

After taking a long breath.

Atum sneered and spoke, a whirlpool forming on his shoulder: "If I accidentally break the head of your gun, will you be sad?"

Saint, his words are so simple and plain, without any force at all.

But soon, Xiang Yu realized something was wrong, "Not good!"

The terrifying suction force actually sucked the gun tip in, swallowing the edge.

Even the barrel of the gun will be swallowed. If Xiang Yu doesn't let go, he will probably be swallowed whole.

At the critical moment, Xiang Yu had no choice but to let go.

Then Atum sneered: "Hahaha, you cherish your life more than your weapons."

"It seems that you are still too far away from the realm of this saint."

In his opinion, weapons are as important as life.

Therefore, in terms of realm and cultivation, Xiang Yu is not as good as him.

"Actually, this rod... I just randomly picked it up from the trial field."

Xiang Yu's atmosphere sank: "But you are right, weapons are as important as life, so the real Overlord Spear has been engraved in my bones."

Like Saint Ra, he carved the stick of destiny into his bones and blood.

This led to this endless holy war.

The real Overlord Spear, although only the tip of the gun is exposed, has already revealed the edge of a saint. This is impossible.

"Although Xiang Yu is strong, he is definitely not as strong as a saint."

Otherwise, there would be more than a few saints in this world.

Atum was slightly surprised: "It's really good."

"If you can grind the tip of a spear into a holy light, you are qualified to fight me."

Xiang Yu laughed loudly and waved his gun domineeringly: "When I was alive, my martial arts shocked the past and the present, and I have never met an opponent."

If I had to name one, it would probably be Lu Bu.

I just didn’t get a chance to fight.

"Overlord, let me help you." Wu Zixu couldn't stand it.

Together with Xiang Yu, they attacked from both sides and issued an order to seal the sky and the earth.

Wu Zixu was the number one civil servant and general in the Wu Kingdom. With this kind of halo, his status was comparable to that of a quasi-sage.

Qu Yuan still wanted to invite him, but with his current energy and blood, he couldn't do it.

You can only do it yourself.

All of a sudden, a combined attack was formed against Atum.

"Thousands of inferior things, let alone three, are just chickens and dogs. They can be destroyed with one blow." Atum laughed loudly.

Because there was no sense of crisis, Sage La's side felt uncomfortable.

"I said hurry up, hurry up, why are you still dawdling!"

The saint pulled, his voice furious, the situation was already one-sided.

It has been confirmed that he is no match for Donghuang Taiyi.

"No matter! It's better for you to die than for me to die." In anger, La intercepted the Twin Sacred Law.

Donghuang Taiyi was so powerful that he was afraid.

This also caused Atum's side, Shengyun to be drained.

"The opportunity has come!" Although Xiang Yu is domineering, he is self-aware.

He alone can't beat the Saint. Even with the combined strength of three people, it will be very difficult.

Atum shouted loudly: "Asshole! How dare you cheat on me!"

No matter how hard he tried, Sage La would not give him anything.

The scales are out of balance.

"Hahaha, this feeling of oppression is back again."

La merged with 1.5 times the cultivation level, and faintly surpassed Donghuang.

Donghuang Taiyi's golden eyes sparkled and he had already caught it.

The skeleton of Saint La is the staff of destiny transformed by Su Ming.

But at a critical moment, La's strength increased greatly and he broke free again.

I'm afraid the opportunity for decisive victory lies with Qu Yuan and others.

Xiang Yu's main force chased Atum and slashed at him.

Atum raised his hand to block without using any real force: "It's surprising that artistic conception can also be used as a means of combat."

He could see that Xiang Yu had absolutely no brute strength.

But with the blessing of Jiyi, he has the ability to approach a saint.

"The Orientals are getting more and more outrageous. Because of you, we saints have become very cheap."

"This time, I will never allow the slaying of a saint to happen again."

Even though Atum has been cut, Saint-Germain is still there.

"Don't be cheap. I am a saint in my eyes."

“It’s already cheap!”

With the blessing of hegemony, Xiang Yu could not retreat, but could only move forward.

Even though several pieces of flesh were scratched off his chest, it didn't affect him.

Have you ever heard the saying: Although I die today, I am still...

HT!

"Zixu, the overlord is in front of me. I will sing a song of lament and send him to death."

Qu Yuan's expression condensed, and Wu Zixu understood immediately.

"The Overlord is not afraid of death. I, Wu Zixu, can't be too bad if I choose to hang my eyes on the door." Wu Zixu concluded with one word.

The golden light in the left eye is so bright that it seems to have the power to reach the heavens, frightening all the ghosts and gods.

Atum wanted to change his body, but was restrained by Wu Zixu.

Countless golden threads were woven into rope chains under the gaze of golden eyes.

"Take another shot from me!" Xiang Yu released all his domineering mood.

Just for this hit.

Atum has been counting on his chances of survival, and nothing happened.

But in the blink of an eye, something happened, "Ominous!"

Look at Xiang Yu, look at Wu Zixu, not them.

It wasn't until his eyes fell on Qu Yuan that his eyes and ears were shocked.

"It's you!"

Atum doesn't dare to play anymore. If the opportunity for death appears, it must be killed at the beginning, otherwise there will be no harm in the future.

"It's too late!" Qu Yuan smiled evilly for the first time.

Atum grabbed it with his big hand, but was blocked by thousands of layers of barriers.

Until the last layer of barrier, time and space are frozen.

Even saints are restricted.

Qu Yuan held the original manuscript of Nine Songs and relied on the power of the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

This was not enough. After thinking about it all, he said coldly: "I will give you a song of Li Sao to recast the sainthood!"

The crisis of death has completely come. He has been sanctified for too long. Atum has forgotten death. Saints have no concept of death.

"Is it turning into nothingness?" Atum seemed to have a premonition.

On the Miluo River, a river map suddenly appeared. At this moment, Qu Yuan was no longer visible.

I saw a long text inscribed in the river map, planting a soul...