Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Ten o'clock, can you add to these ten o'clock?" Su Ming snorted coldly.

I concluded that Imma was bluffing.

In the first one second, thousands of points can be added, but later it becomes slower and slower.

So these ten points are probably more difficult than overcoming the heavenly tribulation.

Imma nodded, "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing."

"Isn't this the mantra of you Orientals?"

It was a challenge for him, and it was even more of a challenge for Su Ming.

"Yeah, I have to stop you in order to survive."

Su Ming put down his words. He could still hit Imma now.

If he really becomes a saint, he won't be able to fight.

Zuima, the Bohis man, took a long breath.

Finally added some success.

"It's still nine o'clock." Imma blocked Su Ming's attack.

Combined with this, it almost consumed all his energy.

But the reply came instantly the next second.

"Boy, with your current strength, you can't hurt me."

With a squeeze of Imma's palm, billions of divine lights would blaze forth.

"In your words, is this the semi-saint realm?"

One foot stepped into the realm of the holy way, breaking through the pinnacle of quasi-sage.

And he is a semi-saint.

Su Ming touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and shook his head.

"No, you don't even have half a godhead, how can you reach the realm of a half-saint."

In Su Ming's eyes, Ima's realm was still at the quasi-sage peak.

"But I feel that I am much stronger than you at this moment."

Imma's first words were not subjective, but based on aura analysis, she was better than Su Ming.

Seeing this, Su Ming hummed and smiled, but did not speak.

"Why are you laughing?" Imma was confused and stopped attacking.

Su Ming held the Xuanyuan Sword, struck out a sword light, and said: "I'm laughing at you, I can't add more."

This sword condenses the power of faith and can break all laws.

Countless magical powers were turned to the immortal light. It was obviously just a test, but it split open the layers and scratched the flesh.

Human Ancestor Imma was injured again, and her divine personality was also shaken.

"Interesting, thank you very much. Add a little more for me."

There was no bitter look on Imma's face, but Su Ming was confused.

"what?"

In the blink of an eye, he realized it later and added a halo to Su Ming's head.

The point just now was imposed on Su Ming, and then fed back to Imma through that sword.

"Ancestor Boss, you are more scheming than I thought."

Imma: "Learned it from you."

Su Ming couldn't help but be cautious. It was neither a fight nor a fight.

Just watch him add some?

The people below also saw Su Ming's difficulty.

"Has the invincible God Su been suppressed by Imma?"

"This patron saint who is regarded as the ancestor of mankind by the Yilang people does not have many records in ancient books, but it has become mysterious because of it."

"Maybe, this is an existence on the same level as Ahura."

It can be seen from that calmness that Imma is really strong.

"It's useless. On the human level, the strongest person should be Lord Jesus, right? But he still lost."

"I can guarantee that Ima, the human ancestor, is definitely not as strong as Jesus."

Kodaka-chan said pessimistically, but was soon scolded by Xiao Yilang.

"Who said that the one who created human beings must be humans, Lord Imma is God."

"Besides, Jesus didn't die at the hands of one person, it was the entire power of a system."

In the eyes of most Westerners, Sun Wukong is inferior to Jesus.

If there were no golden cicadas, no relics, and no fruits of journey to the West...

Unfortunately, there is no such thing.

No matter what the people below say, the battle over there is still fierce.

You don’t need many skills, just one is enough, add more!

Add points like crazy!

Breaking through the status and adding points to become a saint is a hundred times more difficult than imagined.

If you can't start from yourself, then start from Su Ming.

"Come, use your most powerful force to attack me."

Imma suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, bewitching Su Ming.

Su Ming was stunned and said that he had never seen such a request before.

But he knew very well that this sword strike would add points to him.

"What? The opportunity to kill me is right in front of you, but you don't want to,"

"Still don't dare?"

After the crisp words fell, I clearly felt that my strength had been increased.

If Imma can't do it by herself, she has to borrow his hand.

Su Ming didn't want to, but if he wasn't careful, his mental power was controlled instantly, and he slashed out with a sword.

The entire pantheon was split in half, reflected on Imma.

There was a big crack in the godhead, so I added a little more.

It's three o'clock, still seven o'clock to go.

"I just said, how can you be merciful to me if you want to kill me."

Imma laughed even more. It was verified that this method is feasible.

If you can't add points actively, let your opponent add points passively.

Su Ming, who had regained consciousness, frantically clung to his thoughts. This guy was so evil that he really couldn't beat him.

"Ima, neither you nor I are saints, it's just a fair fight."

"If you really entered the holy position with my help, there is a huge disparity in strength. What's the point of continuing to fight?"

Su Ming was helpless and just wanted to persuade Imma to fight with him openly.

However, Imma is determined to become a saint.

"You are wrong. Before this, I slept for thousands of years. Every time I woke up, I saw the battle between the good gods and the evil gods. How boring it was."

"It was only later that Ahura stepped into that situation and ended this absurd farce. From then on, I became full of hope for the future."

It is the pursuit of power.

It's a pity that since the birth of Ima, everything has been blocked.

The only thing I know how to do is add points.

Before this, he even thought it was a useless skill.

"Only you can make my song of extra points last."

"Never go back."

The more Ima spoke, the brighter his eyes became. In the torrent of history, he had never reached this point.

"Ahura, are you deliberately giving me a chance by letting me go?"

Imma turned her head to look at the sky, her eyes full of excitement.

He is the first human being born in the pantheon. Although Ahura told him that Imma created him, Imma did not want to admit it.

Even less willing to accept the idea that God’s will is above that of man.

For this reason, he chose deep sleep, hoping to surpass God in his deep sleep.

Good spirits and evil spirits all exist in alien dimensions.

Talent is the main body of everything.

It was also because of Imma's persistence that the pantheon was divided into three levels.

Good gods, humans, evil gods.

The only human will independent of divine authority.

"You abandon the divine authority. On the contrary, this is the greatest inferiority complex for the divine authority. If your guess is correct, the great Lord Ahura will be your lifelong shadow."

Su Ming sneered and changed his honorific title to Ahura.

The reason why Imma insists on becoming a saint is that she believes that only by becoming a saint can she get rid of this shadow.

"Are you amplifying my inner dissatisfaction? Very good, you did it."

"However, you will pay a price for this." Imma said every word.

I was quite happy to hear Su Ming say this.

All he wants now is to hit people.

There was a stern look on the young man's face, and the light and shadow dimmed.

People are missing.

When he appeared again, he launched an indiscriminate bombardment on Su Ming.

Punch to the flesh...