Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Imma couldn't care less about the sensationalism, he really didn't have much time.

"If you want to die, that's fine. Then I'll let you die. It's a pity that your strength alone isn't enough, so he has to die too."

After a quick glance, I found that Hu Hai really had the same bloodline.

What Imma wants to do is to put them to death and survive.

It is also the only way to retain his sainthood, but no one knows what the result will be.

Fusu was unwilling and wanted to push Hu Hai away, but it was too late.

Irma changed the laws of time and space, causing loopholes in everything running around the sky. At the same time.

The murderous intention to destroy everything fell, Hu Hai's mysterious robe was fierce, and the dragon's energy was billowing, trying to block it all.

But in just an instant, he was shaken to the point that all his internal organs were broken.

Only then did he realize, "Brother, I can't bear it, hurry up,"

"Run!"

Fu Su was heartbroken, but Hu Hai could not survive the blow.

Since there was no choice in the fate of the past, this time, the fate of the two brothers will be tied together.

"Hu Hai, we're not leaving. Let's go see our father together."

The dilapidation over there is still being performed, and all methods are retreating, but at some point, a pair of white hands has been placed on Hu Hai's shoulders, giving rise to infinitely fresh Taoism.

"Brother..." Hu Hai wanted to say something else, but his gradually weakening body could no longer support him from speaking.

"Stop talking, close your eyes and just endure it."

Fusu comforted him, just like before.

He is ten years older than Hu Hai, and he has always taken care of Hu Hai like a big brother, just like before.

Same now.

Hu Hai didn't know what would happen after this death.

But he knew very well that everyone wanted to resurrect his father.

But, after what I have done, how can I face my father?

Imma's consciousness is also blurring, and the sainthood is also disintegrating.

He, too, pinned everything on these two brothers.

When you are both prosperous and prosperous, don't let anything happen.

With a world-destroying explosion, the holy light of the Zhongtian Domain overflowed to the west.

There was nothing left, only the terrifying Confucian spirit swirling there.

If it were not for Kong Sheng, no world would be able to carry this kind of holy power, and maybe all the worlds would be affected.

"Is it all over?"

People started to feel confused, but in fact, what ended up was just "breaking".

As for standing up, it all depends on the fate of the two brothers.

Imamji completed his last effort and completely dissipated.

In an instant, the whole world became quiet, and countless people stared at the starry sky, expecting a miracle to happen.

"I understand, Lord Imma doesn't really want to kill them."

"But to fulfill it."

Anyway, the worst case scenario is that everyone dies together.

Once the bet is right, he can use the characteristics of the ancestral dragon bloodline to achieve coexistence and survive.

And this approach can only be implemented on Ying Zheng.

It's a pity that Ying Zheng is dead, so we can only look for his descendants.

Sure enough...disappointed.

Although the descendants also inherited the bloodline of the ancestral dragon, it was too thin. In addition, Fusu and the others had not become saints and could not annex the sainthood, so they took the risk.

Break and stand.

嗏

It was broken, but it didn't stand up. It was all over at once.

Su Ming's expectations also led to disappointment, and he secretly resented it.

"Ima you bastard!"

I couldn't help but yell, it would be better if Imma died.

At this time, even the ancestor's first line of inheritance was cut off.

Su Ming stood there blankly, feeling sad for Fusu.

He and Fusu only had a one-time relationship. With Su Ming's current temperament, he would never be sentimental about foreign things.

However, because of his ancestors, Fusu seemed to be more important to him than many things.

Su Ming felt regretful and rushed into the chaotic area to search frantically.

But found nothing.

At this time, Kong Sheng slowly walked over and pointed in the direction: "Okay, the ancestors of the Westerners are dead, and the Boshi system has no owner. Go and collect it."

At this moment, Su Ming couldn't think of any resources.

He won this divine battle.

But this is no longer a matter of winning or not. Before Ima found Hu Hai, she took away the half of the Ancestral Dragon Jade Pendant, and now it died together.

That was the only token he could use to resurrect his ancestors.

"Let's do what we need to do first. I'll clean up here."

After Kong Sheng finished speaking, Fu Sheng Yan Hui also came from the side.

"Little brother, Confucianism has made an exception and accepted this fight. I am the most benevolent and righteous person. Please don't embarrass me." Yan Hui said calmly.

Only then did Su Ming realize that he had lost his temper and quickly apologized.

When he raised his eyes, he found that the holy light above Yan Hui's head was clearly right in front of him, but it seemed to be out of reach.

"Mr. Fu Sheng, you..."

Yan Hui smiled and said nothing, pointed in the direction, and sent Su Ming away.

When he reappeared, he was already in the deepest part of the Bohis God System.

The vast source of world power surges beneath your feet.

Su Ming felt it up close for the first time. This was the source that fed countless gods in a pantheon.

Everything in this world, whether it is law or order.

It all comes from this,

The more shocked Su Ming was, the more suspicious he became. Is Ahura really willing to give these away for nothing?

At this moment, a voice sounded from Su Ming's ear.

"You... make me feel strange. The only thing that is familiar to me is that your hands are stained with too much blood of gods."

Good gods, evil gods, and the ancestors of mankind were all killed by you?

The spirit of the origin of the world force looked at the young man in astonishment.

Fortunately, none of the divine blood belonged to Ahura.

"Beyond the heavens, there are many people who covet me, but Ahura is not dead, so I only belong to him."

The world spirit said coldly, unable to sense Ahura's breath.

If Ahura were here, outsiders would never be allowed to come here.

Obviously, it was the man in front of him who sent Ahura away.

Su Ming was surprised. It was not unusual for magic weapons to have weapon spirits.

Therefore, the spirit of the origin of world power should be the will of the divine system.

Su Ming didn't want to say more and pointed his sword at the black abyss: "Submit or perish."

"choose one."

The other party was silent, then spoke after a few seconds: "I won't choose. I just want to ask you a question."

"You...killed Imma?"

Although Ahura's family is the only one in the Boshi pantheon, one more person must be chosen. The one who is most likely to become a saint is the ancestor of mankind.

There were even a few times when the source of the world force wanted to support Imma.

Unfortunately, Ahura was suppressing him, so he gave up the idea.

Su Ming thought, he couldn't kill Imma after she briefly became a saint.

But after thinking about it, he nodded: "I killed him."

"I believe you."

The world spirit gave up resistance and opened the gate to the abyss, and the sound of heaven rose from the west.

All practitioners in this world are running for resources.

But those who have come here don’t need to pick them up one by one.

Because the origin of world power represents everything in this world.

"Invaders, prepare to bear the legacy of the gods for hundreds of millions of years!"

The incomparable terrifying power formed into a galaxy, and Su Ming was enlightened before he could even react...