Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Brother Jian, I'm sorry, please forgive my offense."

Su Ming murmured.

Although he looks young, looking at the entire Slavic pantheon, it is estimated that only the monopoly god can suppress him, and even this is just a possibility.

The specific situation depends on whether the monopoly god has reached the level of sainthood.

Buzz!

An invisible, thin, long, abstract line stretched out.

He actually broke through the door and tied up Yang Jian.

With a clang, the knife came down and a head fell down.

This elf demon is probably at the level of a second-level god.

He fought with Yang Jian for hundreds of rounds but was unable to defeat him.

Unexpectedly, the sudden axe killed him instantly.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian was not a fool. He immediately realized that someone was secretly helping him.

If it was in the past, he could trace the source and find out who it was.

But not now.

But who among the people he could think of had this ability?

Most importantly, who has the heart to do this?

"Yang Jian, I understand." Without thinking too much, he tore off the thread of shared divine power with a click.

If he could get out alive, he would definitely visit this person.

Talk nicely.

Because at this moment, Yang Jian probably guessed who that person was.

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat when his sharing of divine source was cut off.

Brother Jian must have guessed it was him.

But why not accept it?

Could it be that he is holding a grudge against himself?

Thinking of this, Su Ming felt even more heartbroken. He had indeed done something wrong.

"Brother Jian, if you blame me, you should blame me."

When he was reborn with the help of the black robe, he should have come to find Yang Jian first, even if he couldn't find him.

"I am sorry for you!"

Su Ming didn't want to go through so many twists and turns, so he swung a punch and was about to blow open the gate of Storm City.

Seeing this, Filins was shocked: "What are you doing, little bastard!"

"If you force your way to the next level before you finish the road to hell, you will die!"

As the god of death, the word death sounds ironic when it comes out of his mouth.

But he really was too late.

Bastard! Even he might not be able to withstand the power of rules.

At the critical moment, all the rules converge into murderous intent.

Hell Road and Storm City are both the work of Sventovit.

An ancient and supreme being. Ordinary gods are not even qualified to pray to him.

It is conceivable how terrible the rules he set are.

With a loud bang, a huge sword fell down, and the man holding the sword.

The entire Slavic pantheon recognizes it, isn't it...

One of the Three Samurai, the God of Eight Swords, Rujevi.

"Little Outer God, you have violated the rules set by the Supreme God, and you are now in danger of death. You will die under my sword."

The cold and numb voice made people feel extremely panicked.

They are the three warriors who monopolize the throne of God, and they are extremely powerful.

With the help of the halo of the God of Monopoly, you can enter the second echelon.

"No, I was scared, but there is still hope." The audience breathed a sigh of relief.

That was not Rujevi himself, but just a shadow.

Now is the time to test Su Ming's true strength.

Lu Jiewei pointed his sword horizontally, trying to pierce through his heart.

Su Ming actually used his hands to block it in front of everyone.

"Are you crazy? That's the sword of the Eight Sword Gods. Are you going to block it with your bare hands?"

The gods had no idea what to say, as Ferrins' rescue had arrived.

As long as Su Ming can withstand this sword, it will only take one sword strike.

Su Ming concentrated slightly.

If it was just a phantom, he wouldn't have to take any real action.

Raise your hand to disappear.

But the other party obviously didn't want to let him go like this. Rujiewei's sword was connected to a powerful god.

Everyone thought that the sword came from the hand of the Sword God's phantom.

In fact, this power is so strong that it even surpasses the original body.

Su Ming sneered in his heart: Do you want to test me? Okay, then I won't pretend.

Instantly a thought came to his mind, and he blasted Films, who had appeared in a flash, to a safe place.

What happened next was a scene that the Slavic people will never forget.

The Eight Sword Gods stand behind the endless sea of ​​laws.

Su Ming had already seen the person behind him, although he couldn't see clearly.

If you don't allow me to slack off, then don't play at all!!!

Su Ming's calm eyes instantly emitted a majestic golden light.

Gold, no matter where it is, is an extremely noble existence.

If it rises to the level of divine power, golden divine power, golden legend.

Everyone’s first thought was: I finally understand.

Play pig eat tiger!

Su Ming no longer resisted the rules of the Hell Road and allowed the laws to invade his body.

Enjoy the transformation!

The moment the rules entered the body, all the divine power in the body was lost, and was replaced by boundless willpower.

Will condensed into a new divine power, first a point, then a line, then a surface...

体！

"Wow! The will of a mountain is so huge, am I dazzled?"

The Slavic gods were frightened out of the Chinese quintessence on the spot.

A will as strong as steel can rival that of a god, as strong as a mountain...

On par with the God King.

But at this moment, Su Ming's willpower has surged to the level of the ocean.

The will of the sea...

It swallowed up the Hell Road in an instant, but it didn’t stop.

The flooded Hell Road was destroyed visibly by the star-like torrent of will.

The rules collapsed, and the road to hell that had been passed down for thousands of years was gone.

The Slavic gods were silent, and it was not the road to hell that they were worried about.

"The Road to Hell is not only a set of rules, but also the will of the God of Gods."

"He...broke Sventovit's will."

The gods looked towards the gate and towards the sword god Rujevi.

At this moment, no one dared to remain calm.

Rujiewei is the spokesperson of God and the opportunity for God to come.

For thousands of years, no one dared to offend the gods like this for the first time.

If things go wrong, Lord Sventovite might come.

"I'm so scared. He's the God we both believe in, so why do I feel so scared?"

The Slavic gods whispered, probably because...

Anything and everything powerful, good or bad.

It's gonna be scary.

Despite Sven Tovet’s image, each one is well-intentioned.

The road to hell collapsed and Su Ming had nowhere to stand. He finally pushed open the door, but what he saw was not Storm City, but a chaotic star field.

At this moment, Phyllis's mouth twitched in pain, "Who are you?"

When will becomes god, it can be so powerful.

I'm afraid only Lord Sventovit, who made the rules, can do it.

Phyllis even wondered if the will rules of Hell Road could be tied to Su Ming.

Doesn’t that mean… invincible?

Even if Su Ming himself does not have strong divine power, he can still reach the highest level through his will.

Thinking of this, Phyllis was surprised and happy, but at the moment, Su Ming’s situation was very bad, and he might have to bear the wrath of God next.

Phyllis made up his mind. There was nothing he could do about a genius like this.

Even if it costs my life, I must keep it.

Phyllis was ready to confront the god Sventovit.

Finally, a groan was heard from the gate...