Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Thunder God Perun is already the top god in the pantheon. I wonder how much you can beat him." Su Ming suddenly attacked.

There is no point in saying more to two grown men, especially when facing the God of War.

The fist is the last word.

Tovit was also not vague. With a wave of his hand, the universe was filled with stars.

The power of all gods converges into one point.

Those who claimed to be the God of gods in the past were not entirely so.

And the person before us truly stood at the source of the pantheon, created the long river of Slavic mythology, and made all things in later generations come from him.

But in a blink of an eye, that sense of oppression was reduced by half.

Su Ming murmured, "After all, there is still a veil between us."

"You're not that one yet."

The person in front of him is the God of War Tovet, not the God of Creation Rhodes.

Su Ming was not too cautious.

But one thing cannot be ignored, this is a true saint.

Just a glance and that exploding feeling came back again.

Su Ming flew backwards and instantly destroyed several star fields.

Then came Tovit's voice of approval: "Peren will definitely not be able to withstand this blow. You are indeed stronger than him."

When Torvet defeated Perun and took control of the Slavic pantheon.

It seems that Perun is the number one person under the saint until now.

Much worse.

It was not unfair that Perron lost.

Su Ming stabilized his energy and blood, and his shattered body began to reorganize frantically.

Do the Lords of the pantheon all have cultivation levels that start from saints?

Although at the beginning, in the mythological arena period, Amaterasu and Shiva were not saints.

But in the end, they all got in.

Including the lords of the pantheon whom we meet later, they basically all sit on the holy throne.

The only person Su Ming confirmed was not a saint was Huan Yin, the Heavenly Emperor of the Goryeo pantheon. But now it seems...

Huan Yin may not be dead.

But from this perspective, the saints seem a little cheap.

Su Ming calmed his thoughts and looked at Tovet who was standing high above him.

Maybe it's because the threshold for becoming a saint in the West is lower, I always feel that it is a level lower than the Three Pure Ones and Three Emperors in the East.

"Come again!"

Everything Su Ming is doing now is largely exploration.

That road is not something you can take by accident.

Tovet's eyes flashed, and he grabbed a piece of the sky and said, "You kid, you actually want to get the Holy Machine from me? You'd better defeat me first."

Upon seeing this, Su Ming transformed the power of the West Sea and collided with Datian.

But it soon became clear that Tovit had not done anything ruthless.

It's more like a guide.

He wanted to guide Su Ming's condition to the strongest, so this battle was destined not to end too soon.

Below, everyone was silent.

"If there is no miracle, Su Ming will definitely not be able to defeat Tovit."

"Just like the fight against Amaterasu before, there must be some mysterious force intervening."

If that was the case, then Tian Zhao's defeat was too unfair.

"Don't even think about it. From the beginning, this wasn't a life-and-death battle."

"You can understand it as a friendly match."

Perhaps after this battle, the Slavic pantheon will completely side with the East.

And they are not the only ones watching this battle.

How could the bigwigs in the Holy Land not know about Su Ming's arrival?

It looks calm on the surface, but in fact there are already undercurrents.

"The pattern of the universe is already very clear. Those seeds scattered across the planes will be picked up sooner or later."

This is an old prophecy, old even for the Sanctuary.

The purpose of sowing seeds is not to take root and sprout, but to wait for the chosen person to pick up the seeds one by one.

"How's it going? Is there any news from Ahura?"

Jehovah stands in the galaxy, and his divine consciousness wanders among the gods.

But no matter how we tried to contact him, we couldn't find Ahura.

"Asshole! He tricked me!"

Then Jehovah understood.

At that time, Ahura used Su Ming's hand to destroy the entire pantheon.

It looks like cutting one's own sword, but in fact it is getting rid of the burden on one's body.

Without the burden of the pantheon, if a saint wanted to hide his tracks, no one would be able to find him.

Allah also emerged from the stars, followed by several unknown saints.

"Ahura is extremely sinister. I have already warned you."

Allah punched out and smashed the place where Ahura had been.

"There's not much time left. If that person wakes up, there will be no distinction between East and West. You should be more anxious than I am."

Allah, as Jehovah's good friend, still put pressure on him.

Especially when he saw Su Ming inexplicably running to the Holy Land.

The broken point of fate is continued again, what is supposed to come will always come.

"Don't worry, it's no big deal if he's missing. The Slavs are hopeless, so come with me. I can't handle the Mayan pantheon by myself."

Jehovah raised his hand, pushed open a time and space tunnel, and jumped in first.

An La paused for only a second before leading the crowd to follow...

Su Ming thought that the era of people revolving around him was over.

But unexpectedly, the journey from the mythological arena to the settlement of the gods was just the beginning.

The battle over there intensified, causing countless star fields to collapse.

But Su Ming never lost.

Tovet's laughter also changed from passionate to excited.

"Somehow, I see hope in you."

As Tovit walked, he flashed in front of Su Ming.

“It is said that everyone below a saint is an ant, but there are also many people who are close to being saints and eventually rebel and kill the saints.”

"But they didn't do it on their own. They either sacrificed a pantheon or a piece of history."

"But you are different."

Tovet stamped his foot.

Starting from the mythical arena, every arena is reproduced before your eyes.

This is the terrifying retrospective ability of the Monopoly God.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming laughed loudly: "Yes, those ancestors already possessed the opportunity to become saints. Becoming a saint is only a matter of time. It has nothing to do with anything else."

"Don't worry, I'm alone and I can't monopolize it."

He has used all the external forces he could, and now he is like this.

Only on your own.

Unexpectedly, Sventovit smiled: "That's why I give you this opportunity. I think..."

"Anything impossible can become possible with you."

Although there was no winner, Su Ming was even at a disadvantage.

But Sventovit spoke highly of him.

Su Ming calmed his mind and operated the Golden Flower of the Great Dao to its full potential.

"In front of you, everything except absolute strength is false. Come again!"

Since Su Ming made his debut, he has encountered too many extreme life-and-death battles.

But this time, it was not a matter of life or death, and the desire to fight was the strongest.

It is also the purest.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian seemed to think of his past.

"Every difficulty must be overcome. Once you get through it, perhaps there will be a new day." Yang Jian sighed.

He saw that Su Ming had already given birth to two golden flowers of the Great Dao.

The black robe condenses into a petal, the cherry blossom god system condenses into a petal, and when it comes to the Slavic god system,

This may be the opportunity for the third golden flower to be born.

If one could gather nine petals, one could reach that state in one fell swoop.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Yang Jian was even thinking.

If you can't find a way to be a saint, you might as well try your best.

Send him up there too...