Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Everyone below just heard a story, but Imma was really hurt.

Fusu sighed, put away the long qin, and said.

"Forgive me, maybe this is the only way I can hurt the saint."

Fusu also felt disdainful, but other than that, he had no other choice.

Because he really can't fight.

Su Ming watched from the outside, feeling a little sorry for Imma.

This Boshi ancestor just wanted to leave a legacy, what was wrong with him.

Imma filled her body with some random things and smiled.

"The more you act like this, the more surprised I am. Go ahead and use whatever abilities you have."

Although she felt unhappy, this was the effect Imma was playing with.

The more Fusu can hurt him, the more he can bear.

As Imma's attack fell, Fusu remained unmoved.

Imma thought he was confident, but Fusu said otherwise.

"I tried my best."

Fusu stood there blankly. The tragic song just now consumed all his mana, and now he couldn't even muster the slightest strength to resist.

Old Master Kong was also watching the battle, sighing and shaking his head.

"Fusu, this child, was born with a fatal condition. Although he was born into an imperial family, he could not live past the age of thirty-two. If he can survive until now, he has exhausted all his abilities. His life is miserable."

The saint sighed, and Su Mingji realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Master, I don't understand, what happened to Fusu?"

Then, the Master released a scene of light and shadow in front of Su Ming.

It was three years after Fusu's death by the imperial edict that his personality began to appear, but it was incomplete. Even if he condensed his divine body, he could only have three souls and five souls.

In the following years, Ying Jie would die every thirty years.

Just like this, he was wandering between life and death, going back and forth.

Later, when he met Kong Sheng, he was able to survive for thousands of years.

"That's his life. I can't help him much. Ordinary people have three souls and seven souls, but he only has five souls."

"In order not to fall into the cycle of fate and calamity, I had to take another soul to protect him from calamity. That's why he is like this."

In fact, Fusu was very weak, he was just holding on without losing his grace.

After Su Ming heard this, his mood became heavier: "There are only three souls and west souls..."

I can't imagine how painful it is for Fusu to live like this.

Even Su Ming himself lives by his shadow.

But at least the soul is intact.

"I beg you, Master, to fish Fusu out and I will fight for him."

Kong Sheng shook his head, "It's useless, this is his choice."

"I forgot to tell you that he still has the ability to concentrate. It was because of his subtle influence that the Western ancestor came here to facilitate this deal."

Kong Sheng did not comment on this, it was probably mutual success.

Su Ming swallowed: "Then what will happen to Fusu in the end?"

Kong Sheng then looked at Su Ming: "It depends on you."

After thinking briefly, Su Ming cupped his hand and said, "Disciple, I understand."

It was not Imma's intention, but Fusu's plan.

What he wants to do cannot be done with his current strength.

Therefore, there is an urgent need for power, and Imma became a saint for a short time and wanted to pass on the sainthood, which can just facilitate this deal. As for what Fusu wants to do, of course there is only one thing.

That is to resurrect Ying Zheng!

Imma frowned at this moment, "You make me very passive."

It's just a little bit close, he can help Fusu now.

But the problem is that Fusu can't hold up his Holy Spirit.

It's not easy to meet the right person, but he is born with a disability.

Imma doesn't blame Fusu, after all, many things in this world are not completely consistent, and the same goes for people.

There is no other way, Imma only has one minute.

It would be best if Fusu could withstand this blow.

He can spend everything he has to bring Fusu to Nirvana and be reborn.

If he cannot hold on, Fusu will die, and his sainthood will have nowhere to pass on.

Fusu gritted his teeth, thinking he could hold on.

But I didn't expect that my health was so bad. I wanted to sing tragic songs again, but I couldn't mobilize my secret power.

He could only sigh helplessly: "Father, since everything cannot be changed, then my child will go over to accompany you right now."

Although he said to give up, Fusu still stood there.

The people below couldn't bear to look down: "Ima is going to kill me!"

"No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot be a match for a saint. No one can break this curse."

Even a saint who only experiences it briefly cannot be shaken.

But what people don't understand is that when Ima can obviously kill Su Ming instantly, why does he need to lure Fusu.

"What kind of deal is going on between them?"

The people of the Dragon Kingdom don't want to think too much, as long as they can resurrect their ancestors.

No matter how high the price is, it doesn't matter.

Seeing Qingtian's big hand fall, Fusu's figure also twisted.

Everyone knew that he could not withstand this blow.

Is this the end?

I thought it was the end, but at this moment, a clear voice fell. Just hearing the voice, I thought it was a playboy, but little did I know...

After being a coward all his life, that man showed his righteousness for the first time.

"Brother Imperial, I am ashamed of my father, and I am even more ashamed of you."

"Even if it means death, it will be me." The figure was shining with golden light and billowing with dragon energy. It was exactly the same as the appearance of the ancestor, but it was a million miles away.

But dragon energy is pure.

The people below were shocked.

"He carries the Qin Dragon Qi on his body, he is Qin II!"

No one remembers the name Hu Hai, but Qin II is deeply rooted.

In Fusu's experience, he is one of the two people who cannot be avoided.

The man who killed his brother and usurped the throne, who should be burdened with eternal infamy, actually appeared.

As soon as Hu Hai came out, his aura was full, and he just dragged the saint away and struck.

He wears a mysterious robe and looks like an emperor, but in front of Fusu, he always feels like a younger brother.

This can be seen from the phrase "my brother" and the fact that he does not dare to call himself "I".

Even in Hu Hai's subconscious mind, this throne should belong to Fusu.

Fusu's face turned pale and he smiled bitterly: "Ahem, you're here."

"You shouldn't have come."

Fusu weakly pushed Hu Hai away, feeling infinite sadness in his heart.

After that last edict came down, he never saw his brother again.

Although he already knows everything that will happen in future generations, after all...

He is still his biological brother.

"Brother, do you hate me?" Hu Hai asked, then murmured: "No, you should hate me."

Fusu wanted to say something, but Hu Hai didn't dare to listen.

The Qin Dynasty died at his hands, and he could not hold his head high whether it was facing Fusu or the people of China.

The only thing he could be proud of was the bloodline of the First Emperor.

"Ancestor of the Westerners, don't you want to take advantage of my father?"

"I also have the blood of the ancestral dragon, so start with me."

Hu Hai took off his black robe and put it on Fusu.

In fact, he has already been personified, but he has always been hiding.

He didn't dare to see Ying Zheng or Fu Su. Only at this moment did he feel more relaxed than ever before.

On the other hand, Imma was struggling with his behavior.

But Hu Hai said it all.

That's right, he did so much just to get Ying Zheng's glory...