Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"What are you guarding against? In fact, I know where you are coming from."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After the world spirit said these words, he sacrificed everything in this world.

Even he himself was sacrificed.

Regarding this scene, it is not open to the public and cannot be seen by people below.

No one knew where Su Ming had gone at this critical moment.

All I know is that the holographic projection of the Confucian world is not enough.

"It doesn't matter, it's just fun."

"It's not over yet. I have a strong feeling that there will be a reversal."

As a qualified spectator, it is very necessary to be able to accurately predict the direction of the plot.

"Then the question is, if there is a reversal."

"It's Fusu who's not dead, Hu Hai's not dead, or Imma's not dead,"

"Or maybe none of them are dead."

Imma became a saint for a short time and everything he did with all his might could not end here. He must still be alive.

"The time for saint experience has come, and it's just a fall."

Xiao Yilang was still struggling, staring at the temples.

"The divine aura is still there, and our high priest can still communicate with the divine system, which means that Lord Imma is not dead."

But for some reason, that aura quietly changed.

Poor little Yilang still doesn't know that their divine system is indeed still there, but it's just changing hands.

On the other side, Kong Shengyi was sitting on the canopy.

It didn't matter if everyone else left, but he couldn't leave.

Kong Sheng's brows were slightly raised. It was destiny that the Confucian world should carry this historic moment.

If we were not here to control it, the Confucian world would probably be destroyed.

After a long moment of silence, Kong Sheng finally spoke slowly.

"Congratulations, you succeeded."

One sentence lit up the eyes of everyone around the world.

Everyone doesn’t understand, who is Kong Sheng talking to?

The next second, where Kong Sheng was sitting just now, a golden flower quietly bloomed, overflowing with boundless golden clouds.

In an instant, the laws were chaotic and dyed golden by the golden clouds.

It's this kind of magnificent picture again, the last one is Ima, the last one is the Great Sage, the last one is the Great Sage, the last one is...

"The Saint's Opportunity appears again, who could it be?"

Everyone thought it was Ima, but the smell didn't match.

Moreover, Ima’s holy character was born from Krypton’s fate and has expired long ago.

Then everyone guessed it was Fusu, but when they thought of the body bones...

I'm afraid it's not him.

"boom!"

The golden flower bloomed, revealing a slender figure. With just one glance, the figures matched each other. It was really Fusu.

Xiao Yirang immediately lost his composure, "No! It's impossible..."

It was obviously Lord Imma who killed Fusu with an absolute advantage, so why did he help him become a saint in turn?

However, after the golden light settled and the celestial phenomena returned to calm.

Everyone discovered that Fusu's situation was completely similar to Imma.

Isn’t the glow flowing backward in the sky the lifeline of Fusu?

A quarter of an hour!

"Lord Imma has fulfilled Fusu's destiny and passed down the inheritance."

But similarly, the duration of a quarter of an hour has also been passed down.

At the end of the sky, Fusu looked at this body with curiosity.

He was so weak that he felt stronger than ever before.

"Am I a saint?" Fusu murmured, but in a blink of an eye.

His brows stung, and a breath that didn't belong to him was awakening.

Imma's laughter rang out: "Hahaha, I said, it will definitely succeed. How could I choose the wrong person?"

Feeling the hostility from Fusu, Imma continued.

"Don't worry, you are still you. I just rely on your existence and will not affect anything of yours."

As he said this, he was about to fall asleep, lest Fusu would have any objections to him.

But the next second, Imma started yelling again.

"Farke! Or a quarter of an hour?"

Imma's defense was broken. He wanted to take advantage of the loophole, thinking that passing it to others would turn a quarter of an hour into eternity.

Unexpectedly, this curse cannot be broken.

If only for a quarter of an hour, Imma didn't want to sleep.

Help Su calm down and talk to Imma: "Do you want to fight for control?"

If that were the case, it would not be accomplished.

But to seize the body.

Imma laughed loudly: "A quarter of an hour, half for each person."

"You are a dead person. It is I who allowed you to have the saint experience time. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, go ahead and do it. Remember to leave half of it for me."

There is actually a big difference between a quarter of an hour and half a quarter of an hour.

So Imma didn't want to argue anymore, so she made a concession.

In his opinion, Fusu should be grateful to him.

Because someone down there said it.

"If I were allowed to be a saint for a quarter of an hour, I would be willing to die."

"It doesn't take a quarter of an hour, just a minute. Can't a saint slow down the flow of time? Create a world and then slow it down a hundred million times..."

There is actually nothing wrong with living in your own world.

Imma could do that, but he didn't like it.

Saint, when you are powerful in the heavens, even for a quarter of an hour, it is better than living in your own world for ten thousand years.

"By the way, Fu Suima is here, but where is Hu Hai?"

Not really...

Only then did everyone realize that the mysterious robe that was originally draped on Hu Hai, symbolizing the Emperor of Qin, was now draped on Fusu, who looked sad.

"Hu Hai, why are you doing this?" Fusu choked.

Obviously we can resurrect together and go to see our father together.

Hu Hai insisted on returning the throne to him in this way...

There is only one sentence left: "Brother, please apologize to Father for me..."

In fact, Hu Hai did not say anything, "Everything was done by Zhao Gao."

But after thinking about it, it was unnecessary. My father must have known about it a long time ago.

Imma is very anxious, no, don't be sensational.

Time is life, hurry up and experience the happiness of a saint.

I’m halfway through the experience.

Also, Imma subconsciously noticed that Fusu did not respond.

"Why, you feel not satisfied at all?"

"Okay, I've experienced it. I suffered a little loss. The time is six minutes west."

Seeing that Fusu still didn't speak, Imma gritted her teeth.

"Don't go too far! At most... seven to three points, seven to you and three to me."

Imma thought, go check out other gods for no other reason.

I just want to show off in front of others.

It is best to have a pantheon without a saint.

Fusu finally responded: "I'm sorry, Westerner Ancestor."

"Your kindness to Fusu, Fusu, will be repaid in the next life."

When Imma heard this, she felt bad: "What do you want to do!"

"Don't do anything stupid!"

Although they only have a quarter of an hour, they can enjoy the happiness for a quarter of an hour, so why bother thinking about it.

The most terrifying thing is that Imma really just exists and has no control over her body.

Unable to persuade Fusu, he heard Fusu say.

"Remember what you said? I have a second life power."

"Actually, I only have one ability from beginning to end."

Fusu said as he walked to the horizon and walked out of the Confucian world.

The next second, he actually appeared at the ruins of the ancient Babylonian pantheon.

The place where Qin Shi Huang buried Tiamat.

Fusu spoke slowly.

"With my body, I should have died long ago. It is because of this ability that I understand why I live."

Because his ability after personalization is to change lives.