Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The Chinese people's palms were sweating and they stared at the sky.

"A person's life can be regarded as a month. There are only thirty days in total. If twelve days are erased, one-third of everything will be lost. How much will be left?"

In everyone's opinion, this blow would cause serious damage to Su Ming.

Mithras, the sun god, Atal, the fire god, Abang, the water god...

I don't know what kind of belief was ingrained in the good god, but he was not afraid of death.

A single fatal blow from a small to a high person is enough to destroy the world.

Twelve small supreme beings are willing to die generously, and they can fight to the death of a large supreme being.

"Although I believe in the auspicious signs of heaven and earth, I am still afraid."

"There is only one person, Su Shen..."

"Wait a minute, the twelve guardian sun gods will die together and take away the summoning gods of the Dragon Kingdom, will our lives be wiped out together?"

For example, there are thirty days in a month, and after the death of the twelve gods.

There are only eighteen days in a month.

Of course, this is relative to Xiao Yilang and has no impact on the country.

Xiao Yilang thought carefully and was horrified: "Then our time will be completely messed up."

Eighteen days make up a month, and 216 days make up a year. This...

“Less is less and it doesn’t affect life span, so it’s not a big problem.”

The Heaven Realm over there is still evolving crazily, and the Order Sky Chain has completely wrapped Su Ming into a rice dumpling. It is hard to imagine what will happen next, "Su Shen..."

Are you ok?

It's not good. Su Ming's current state is far better than these single gods, but he is under pressure at this moment.

Those lights of annihilation, like heavenly knives, scrape away traces of his existence. This ability is quite terrifying.

It’s not just about erasing your cultivation, for example, your food, clothing, housing and transportation today, everything that happened is treated as if it didn’t happen.

"Losing too much is not necessarily a bad thing, maybe..."

"It's better to forget."

Su Ming was still using the immortal light to protect his body, so he might as well forget about it later.

Just erase it.

If you don't even bother to take action, just follow these so-called good gods and commit suicide.

Mithras' soul was gradually disappearing, taking away everything that happened on Su Ming's 16th day, but he was surprised.

"Why, you can endure this endless feeling of emptiness."

"You have received many, many, many, but why,"

"Aren't you afraid of losing?"

When Su Ming was asked this question, he was also surprised: "Afraid?"

Immediately in the consciousness space, Mithra was replaced alone.

Looking at each other, Mithras' eyes gradually trembled, as if he saw something clearly: "You, you..."

Su Ming sighed with a look on his face: "I want to be afraid too, but what else do I have to lose?"

After saying that, he actually took off his mysterious robe, revealing his true description.

At this moment, Mithra's eyes were as wide as a bell.

"You, you are not an evil god, what kind of monster are you!"

Mithras was in chaos. Unexpectedly, the person who drove them to death was not entirely human.

But a head, a heart, and...

A shadow.

No wonder he is so calm and has gotten to this point.

What else is there to lose?

Over there, Farvaldin, the God of Souls, came slowly.

"If you want relief, I can help you. I don't have any ill intentions. I just want you to sleep peacefully."

From Farvaldin's point of view, Su Ming did not live a happy life.

It can even be described as a tragedy, it would be better to die.

Those Heavenly Chains of Order could only destroy Su Ming's body.

But the problem is, he doesn't have a physical body, as long as Su Ming agrees at this moment.

With just one word, Farvaldin could kill him instantly.

Su Ming's eyes were blank, and he slowly raised his head: "Really? You seem to think that I am a fool."

Suddenly, with one look, Farvaldin was kicked out of the "chat group".

At this moment, a stunningly beautiful woman walked over, exuding gentleness and brilliance.

"Hello, child from the East, although my maternal light has not been able to illuminate your life, from now on, you can cuddle up in my arms without restraint and enjoy all the good things."

After hearing this, Xiao Yirang below seemed to have heard the call of Gentle Country and was about to fall asleep.

"Mach, the moon goddess, is synonymous with all gentleness. She is actually willing to be gentle for the evil god."

Among the twelve gods, none are very powerful, but some are explosive.

This Lunar God's words of tiger and wolf make people burst into laughter.

Su Ming had been an orphan since he was a child, without a father or a mother. How could he know this?

"The more this happens, the more sad I feel for you."

Maybe the Good God is not the kind of good he thinks he is, but he is definitely not bad.

Su Ming's consciousness extended and he talked with the God of the Persian Gods.

"Are you sure these people must die, right?"

Ahura blinked lightly, raised her hand, and swayed with light, but it was scary.

"Born toward death, death is not terrible to them."

The more he listened, the more Su Ming felt that Ahura was terrifying.

Those thoughts of being indifferent to life and death were probably rooted in him.

"Okay, I hope this transaction can be completed smoothly."

Su Ming didn't say anything more, and there was a lot of blood on her hands.

The position is different, he does not object to killing, and he said so.

He was never the Virgin.

"It's almost time, you want to make me lose every day,

Why don't you put it another way and protect me every day. "

His gaze lengthened, and Su Ming was still enveloped by the God of the Twelve Suns.

But there are twelve magic lamps listed outside the body, connected into an array.

Just when Su Ming was about to defeat them one by one, he found a blond god, "Judge Slusha?"

"Haha, you can't judge anyone, you can only judge yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, disasters came one after another, and Slosha panicked.

"No! If you kill me, you will lose everything on the 17th."

Su Ming sneered and waved his hand: "Do you think I will care?"

In an instant, the godhead belonging to the judge was shattered.

Along with the water god Abang, his godhead was also pierced with one finger.

Two good gods died one after another, and Mithras sensed a death crisis.

Similarly, the magic lamp next to Su Ming was extinguished.

People from the outside cannot see clearly this doomsday battle.

"Six magic lamps have been extinguished, corresponding to the death of six good gods."

Everyone was silent, it was more like a battle without a winner.

With the death of the Good God, Su Ming's thirty-day life was shortened by six days.

"There are not many days left. God of kindness and righteousness, I will sacrifice my life to fill them, just to eliminate all the evil in the world."

A few little Yilang became vocal and openly sided with the local gods.

In their view, this is this fearless spirit.

But no matter how they sacrifice their faith, they can't stop the killing over there, and the magic lamp is still extinguished.

"I don't understand what the grudge is between the good god and him."

In my impression, Su Shen would not kill people for no reason.

At least you have to be famous.

"Oh my god! He can even hit Maher, the moon goddess!"

The magic lamp belonging to the 12th day was also extinguished in an instant.

It was also at this moment that Xiao Yilang's hatred for the Dragon Kingdom was completely ignited.