Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The sound of heaven rolled and turned into the runes of the holy way, and people were sure.

This is the holy sound. The sage’s words are followed by hundreds of millions of dharma.

"Nothing was done, just a voice intercepted Su Shen."

The melon-eaters gasped, Imma was truly a saint.

But the more this happens, the more people feel that saints are worthless.

"You can't say that. The echelon of saints is clearly divided. There is still a big difference between the latecomers and the innate ones."

"The realm of cultivation has always been vague, so actual combat is the main thing."

But it is obvious that Western saints are not as good as Eastern saints.

"Su Shen is in danger!"

To become a saint at this juncture would force Su Ming to death.

Think about Brother Monkey's scene. It was so tragic and there was no saint to help him.

So this time, everyone did not have any hope for the saint.

"Damn it, how can you become a saint if your Taoist heart is damaged?"

Su Ming overcame the palpitations in his heart and frantically searched for Imma's flaws.

But no matter how you look at it, Imma looks like a saint.

Even if the Taoist heart is not damaged, it is a full five points. Can it be filled up in one go?

"Pretend and punch me!" Su Ming's eyes trembled.

He blasted out the Great Dao Divine Fist, trying to destroy this false holy image.

However, Shengwei fell with just a finger.

It shattered Su Ming's fist and spread to his entire arm.

Imma's eyes kept sneering, enjoying this holy power.

Is this the power of a saint?

After the surprise, a trace of sadness fell in his eyes.

It's a pity that I can't keep it.

"On the other hand, you didn't even have a physical body, and you destroyed my entire divine system with just a shadow. It's really amazing."

Disdain mixed with recognition, this man is worthy of being the son of destiny.

There was no flesh and blood body, and the sleeves and arms of the black robe were shattered.

Countless Chinese people were shocked and distressed by this.

"The area covered by the mysterious robe can produce blood and flesh. Now that the sleeve is broken, the hand is also broken..."

The other parts of Su Ming were still flesh and blood, and his left hand became a shadow.

But it is not important.

The important thing is that the mysterious robe left to him by his ancestor is broken.

The terror and anger rise. Faced with strangers, anger is his only chance, and the potential in his body is constantly squeezed.

On the other hand, Imma became interested in this mysterious robe.

"The clothes you are wearing tell a story. I want to see it."

Before Su Ming could respond, the saint's power struck again.

The void was like the grasp of a saint, making it impossible for Su Ming to break free.

The oppressive feeling in the memory came back again, making me breathless.

Saint?

It's not that I haven't fought before. Back then, Apsu was fashionable and capable of fighting.

Now that he has been empowered with the power of ten thousand immortals, he can even fight against the saints.

But now, Su Ming suddenly understood something.

Apsu did not use all his strength, but Imajji did it with all his strength.

"You only have this half of your highlight moment."

Su Ming struggled to support the immortal magic to protect his mysterious robe.

But he was met with a sneer from Imma: "Yes, I can't last long, but I will kill you."

"More than enough!"

This boy is very scary, I am afraid he is invincible under the saint.

That sword really killed him, especially since his Taoist heart was damaged, he would never be able to become a saint in this life.

At the critical moment of death, Nirvana broke the rules and devoted his whole life to adding the last five points.

Su Ming also saw it and spent his entire life building up a holy figure.

Even if it’s just for a moment, not everyone can do it.

In a sense, Imma is considered a saint.

"How long do you have?"

Su Ming couldn't see through it and didn't bother to guess, so he continued to ask.

Imma paused: "Why, do you think you still have a chance?"

"No matter how long I can stay, I won't give you time."

"How long?" Su Ming insisted.

"A quarter of an hour is long enough. After I deal with you, I can still reorganize the divine system and create everything that was originally supposed to be."

Ahura was an incompetent creator and walked away.

It just so happens that Imma can also be the true master of all things.

The corner of Su Ming's mouth began to twitch, as if he could collapse at any time, and said forcefully: "I can withstand it for a quarter of an hour."

As long as he can hold on for a quarter of an hour, he will win.

Will Imma, who just wants to be the only god, give him a chance?

The people below have already seen Imma's ambition.

It can also be said to be a long-cherished wish.

"Master Imma abandoned divine power and held power for mankind. Unexpectedly, deep down in his heart, he still yearned for divine power."

"No, what Lord Imma yearns for is not divine power, but the supreme holy power. He wants to replace Ahura."

So at this moment, the Saint Experience Card is his greatest ideal.

The closer to this situation, the more stable Imma becomes.

The attack of the dead hand suddenly slowed down a bit.

"Su Ming, all the gods in the world want to kill you, and they want to treat you like a treasure. They dismember you piece by piece and treasure it. It's not easy for you to find your head and heart. It makes me..."

"I can't bear to kill you anymore."

As Imma spoke, the expression on her face became rich.

But it won't work without killing him. Su Ming is a divine reaper.

What Ahura has abandoned is what I, Imma, protect.

Only in this way will Imma feel a little bit equal to Ahura.

After saying that, his eyes fixed: "I need your clothes."

"Give him to me."

He is the he next to the human character, not the it of the thing.

In other words, Imma did not regard the piece of clothing as an object.

But as a human being.

"He is the same as me. He was young for a moment and became a saint for a short time, but he couldn't keep it. Now he has passed away."

Imma murmured while reading Xuanpao's past.

He saw an extremely heroic scene, and his originally peaceful mood fluctuated again and resonated.

"Are the humans in the Eastern world so powerful?"

But in the blink of an eye, he shook his head again: "No, not human."

"His power comes from the ancestral dragon in the east."

"Well, it doesn't seem like..."

Regardless of whether it is true or not, in Imma's opinion, this man is very fierce.

Su Ming was still under pressure, and his heart suddenly thumped.

Has this guy discovered the existence of his ancestors?

Su Ming swallowed.

His own death is not a big deal, but if he loses his ancestor's mysterious robe, he will really die.

But the next second, Imma noticed the half piece of dragon-shaped jade pendant.

"Hmm, his aura is still there, but it's sealed inside?"

Ever since she discovered Qin Shi Huang, Imma admired her very much.

It's a pity that he died in the battle.

Just when I was regretful, I found a new opportunity.

This made Su Ming confused: "Are you sure? What did you find?"

Trying his best to blast away Imma's Void Grip, Su Ming blocked the anger.

He can give in on all topics about his ancestors.

Imma concentrated her attention, "I saw it, he has a very charming personality."

"How I wish he was the human being created by me..."

"No! I'm ashamed. I'm not qualified to create such a person."

According to the timeline, Ying Zheng is probably the first person to become a saint. Although it is only a moment of youth, he is definitely the first.