Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Tiamat is dead, Tiamat is dead, ahhh..."

Apsu hung in the air, spinning wildly and wailing in pain.

The surrounding space was crazily compressed and engulfed, including the 64 hexagrams and 384 lines, which disintegrated under this madness.

There were signs of fragmentation.

"Apusu is crazy. I can't imagine how terrible his anger is."

The absolutely invincible Bagua formation was broken in this situation.

The abyss where Tiamat lies leaves no trace behind.

Su Ming stood there blankly, the space was tightly restricted.

The terrifying power of the Holy Spirit nearly destroyed him physically and mentally.

"broken!"

The mad Apsu was more terrifying than any saint he had ever seen.

Especially after Tiamat's death, he became the absolute only god of the ancient Babylonian pantheon and became even more powerful.

"It was you who killed Tiamat, my love."

"It doesn't matter anymore, nothing matters anymore, just die!"

"You all die!"

He wasn't so angry last time because he knew Tiamat could still be saved, but now...

No hope in sight.

With Tiamat gone, all my pursuits will be meaningless.

"Revenge! No one can stop me. My hatred will tear you apart and bury the entire East."

If only the first half of the sentence is okay, then it is a personal grudge.

But in the second half of the sentence, all the Orientals panicked.

Who can bear the wrath of a saint when it comes to a mortal?

Kodaka-chan started to fan the flames: "Hey, you feel the doomsday crisis, it's all your fault, Su Shen, he is the culprit who accomplished this."

In the eyes of Westerners, the Dragon Kingdom is coming to an end and will be destroyed.

"No one can stop Lord Apsu, according to reliable sources."

"All your saints have been invited to drink tea. There are no more saints in China."

In the past, there was no god in China, but now there is no saint in China.

"Unless, haha, unless your God Su can become a saint."

There is a joking atmosphere attached to this sentence, just like...

There is no need for local saints to take action, I can just become a saint myself.

The people of Dragon and Tiger are united as never before.

"Don't let their faith shake you. God Su is not afraid of life and death for us. Our fate has long been connected, even if..."

Even if he was really angered by the saint, God Su would still be,

The eternal god of China.

Killing Tiamat yielded nothing, but instead suffered a horrific backlash, causing the state to become chaotic.

The original Bagua array could no longer control Apsu, facing such murderous intentions.

There is no way to avoid it!

what to do? Are you going to die again before you are resurrected?

The breath of death also poured into the top of his head.

On the left and right sides, Kunlun and Penglai only resisted for a moment before exploding, causing the earth to sink.

"It's useless, you have lost the value of your existence, you can only,"

"I will bury you with Tiamat. Die! Die! Die!"

In a state of rage, Apsu has lost his mind.

Every movement can cause the world to tremble and become chaotic.

All his cards were exhausted, and Su Ming was no longer able to stop him.

At the same time, the mysterious robe on his body was rustling, and he wanted to fight to the death with Apsu. Su Ming knew that it was due to the blood of his ancestors, but he couldn't.

If he dies, Apsu's clutches will inevitably fall on his ancestors, and everything will be in vain.

Therefore, he still has to buy some time for his ancestors.

Su Ming flicked his sleeves and faced the terrifying power upwards.

"The spirit has its way, the gods are of the same mind, all the gods of China, please help me!"

After the order was given, Su Ming took off his mysterious robe.

In an instant, it turned into a shadow state, and would be annihilated at any time under the invasion of the holy power.

Fortunately, at this moment, the holy character of Ra, the ancient Egyptian saint, comes into play.

"Fake! Even if I die, I won't stop. Even you will fight against me."

"Your hatred is against the wrong person."

Apsu cursed and wanted to kill Su Ming with one move.

For some reason, Ra's Shengge was well trained.

There was no sign of backlash.

It was precisely this that provided Su Ming with the last chance.

That mysterious robe was so cold that no one knew what Su Ming was going to do.

But this time gap seemed to form an absolutely invincible aura, and Apsu could not stop Su Ming.

Finally, Su Ming bit his finger, and what dripped out was not blood.

But soul fire.

It is more precious than blood. Once it is consumed too much,

It is tantamount to committing suicide.

As the first drop of soul fire fell on the mysterious robe, everyone understood.

"There are no saints in China, and the true form of the gods cannot come, so we can only invite the gods to fight in this way."

Like the Great Sage, the gods invited are just incarnations.

But Su Ming's method is different. He is... writing about gods!

"Principal Qinglian and Taibai Sword Immortal can come and help me!"

A certain void stirred, and a blue light broke through the boundary.

"The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents."

"My little friend, my sword has arrived, please hold it."

Li Bai couldn't get through in person, so he could only deliver a sword.

Su Ming thanked him and asked "God of War Xingtian, ax blade Jiuxiao."

"Little baby, I finally want to die and I'm here."

Xingtian sat down on Changyang Mountain and cut himself with a knife, executing the method of Xingtian.

Together with Li Bai's sword energy, it was carved into the mysterious robe.

Su Ming wrote quickly and invited the god of shooting the sun, the god of wealth Zhao Gongming, and even the great master Guanyin.

Half of the gods who had participated in the battle in the mythical arena were invited.

The mysterious robe thus glows with dazzling rays of light, transforming into the sun, moon and stars.

After borrowing the power of the gods, Su Ming felt that it was still not enough.

In particular, Patriarch Bodhi, Lingbao Tianzun, Tathagata Buddha, these top bosses have all come to the ring, why can't they borrow their power...

If you can't borrow it, then you can't borrow it. Maybe it's destiny.

Holding this full-level mysterious robe in his hand, Su Ming felt relieved.

The ancestor is almost finished, but it's a pity that I can't put this mysterious robe on my ancestor myself.

"You love Tiamat so much, so go and die for her."

"If you can't do it, I can help you."

After Su Ming uttered these words, his whole body became illusory.

Almost all the power was sacrificed, the power of the gods, the power of the immortals, the broken saint, the Boss divine system...

After pouring everything into that mysterious robe, he truly had the power to kill the saint for the first time.

Apsu only had anger in his heart at the moment, and even fear was ignored.

It suddenly transformed into an extremely terrifying vortex, sucking up all the laws of the surrounding world.

The mysterious robe in Su Ming's hand was endowed with the power of the saint.

But it was still sucked in.

The world suddenly became quiet, and the black hole continued to shrink.

No one thought that the final winner was Su Ming. The sky was so silent that there was no hope.

I thought it would take a long time for the results to come out, but...

Just by not paying attention, a broken mysterious robe withered from the air.

Alone and full of desolation, I never saw that shadow again.

"Su Shen..."

No one dared to say it further, but everyone subconsciously knew it.

Su Shen was defeated. Just like last time, he died without a complete body...