Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

The last match of the sacred arena is connected so quickly?

Everyone was extremely shocked. Since someone had arrived, there was a light curtain inside.

Who is it?

Ever since the fusion of Tianmen, there is no longer any distinction between the East and the West, and both sides came down from this channel.

The Eastern Altar was empty, which made the Western Summoner Dam embarrassed.

It’s the last game, so there’s no need for this so-called sense of ceremony.

Dam quietly stepped down from the ring, because he knew that the supreme God did not need him to summon him.

Rumble!

Everyone thought that the one who stepped down was God, Jehovah.

Because Su Ming had obtained a heaven-defying opportunity, he might not be able to come back for a while.

But unexpectedly, as the light curtain was lifted, that clear face was revealed.

The face was revealed, and the body was still bathed in the sacred light.

Su Ming closed his eyes and fell into an extremely mysterious state.

"Is that the Golden Flower of the Great Dao? It seems to be...complete."

Because of the obstruction of the holy Dharma, this golden flower of the great road is blurred.

But it can be vaguely seen that the golden flower is infinitely close to perfection.

"Is Su Shen going to gain enlightenment on the stage? Before, he was a semi-saint, but he could withstand a blow from a saint. If he advances to a perfect saint, I'm afraid..."

Even if facing Jehovah, there is definitely a great chance of winning.

The key to all this lies in whether Su Ming can fully attain sainthood.

"The gods of the East are in place, and we are just waiting for God Jehovah."

Jehovah had already made preparations for the unknown divine realm, but his departure might be forever.

In his opinion, winning or losing is no longer important. Even if he kills Su Ming in the ring, so what?

The West is doomed.

This game should be over.

Jehovah sometimes thinks, if there must be someone to balance the heavens and all the worlds, then that person...why can't it be me!

If, if we can take back the luck that the West has lost.

Maybe he could really replace him.

No one wanted to see him off, so Jehovah walked slowly towards the gate of heaven alone.

The steps of the most powerful saint should have shaken the heavens and myriad worlds, but at this moment they seemed very calm and did not cause any waves.

Only when they reached the gate of heaven did Jehovah raise his golden eyes.

"Hmm? Even you think that I am lonely?" Jehovah snorted coldly.

The sky gate trembled instantly, welcoming the attack with the highest level of power.

This is the strongest saint in the West who has only been a supporting role until now.

finally come!

Perhaps some people question Jehovah’s supremacy.

But he stayed until the last game, so he is the strongest.

"Su Ming, you have been avoiding it for so long, what is coming will eventually come."

Jehovah looked down from above and revealed his true appearance in front of Su Ming.

At this moment, he was so kind and bathed in divine light.

Su Ming did not open his eyes, but his consciousness had already responded. At this point, the final match of the Sacred Arena was completely settled.

The End of the Battle!

“It seems that you are still trying to get closer to me.” Jehovah said calmly, “I wonder if I should wait for you.”

He didn't like taking advantage of others when they were in trouble, or in other words, before Su Ming really had a connection with that person, he didn't need to be afraid of anyone, including the innate saint.

The Valkyrie stood up and looked at Su Ming deeply.

Indeed, he needs time.

"Mr. Jehovah, according to the rules, there will be a ten-minute break at halftime." The Valkyrie just finished speaking.

Jehovah immediately smiled and said, "Then wait for him for ten minutes."

It’s only ten minutes. He can wait and he must wait.

The Westerners below sighed: "Is God the only one left?"

I feel so lonely. I can’t describe the feeling, but it’s just a little sad.

Although he is God, those who truly possess God's perspective are all in the East.

And those people, as if they had some kind of tacit understanding, disappeared collectively.

"Su Ming, Su Ming, if you didn't have those things behind you and were just a pure mortal, it would be great. Maybe we could become friends."

Jehovah spoke to himself. He used to hate Su Ming very much.

Now, if you appreciate her more, you will find her more beautiful the more you look at her.

But Jehovah had a preconceived prejudice against Su Ming in his heart.

“Everyone thinks that you will change this chaotic era, but little do they know that everything has become chaotic because of your appearance,” Jehovah said in his heart.

Although the fight has not started yet, Jehovah is already with that "him"!

The game has been played countless times.

The 20th round of the sacred arena, the final battle, only three minutes left.

Just wait for Su Ming to wake up.

……

Amidst the light and shadow, Su Ming was still immersed in his own world.

What Ying Zheng gave him was not only the looted Western sainthood, but also the almost unified destiny.

Everyone had high expectations of him, but despite this he could not attain sainthood.

The eight-petal golden flower was formed and then froze there.

Can't move.

No matter how hard Su Ming tried, he could not take that step.

But... his sacred aura is as strong as that of most saints.

Although he is not a saint, he can surpass a saint with the help of the Eight-petal Golden Flower.

It's not about being comparable, it's about being better.

so be it.

Su Ming suppressed his holy power and condensed a golden flower mark on his forehead.

That is not a saintly status. The golden flower of the Great Dao is missing a petal, so it can only be considered a false saint.

At the same time, he opened his eyes and shot out two golden rays of light, ringing the bell for the final battle of the sacred arena.

"How are you, God of the West, Jehovah." Su Ming spoke word by word.

This made Jehovah mistakenly believe that there was some deep hatred between the two.

"You hate me?"

Jehovah only remembered that when Su Ming was dismembered by the saints of the heavens, he took away the torso bone.

But he knew very well that this would not kill Su Ming at all.

I thought Su Ming would give a positive answer, but Su Ming shook his head.

"Everyone has his own way. There is no need to hate each other. All I know now is that you are the last obstacle to unlocking the mysterious door. I must defeat you."

“Must?” Jehovah nodded. “You can do it.”

"But I will do everything in my power to stop you from completing this task."

It is shocking that God, the only true God that Kidd believes in, is so humble at this moment.

"It is confirmed that Su Ming has not yet become a saint. He is still one step away."

The people below carefully studied the mark on Su Ming's forehead.

I found that there was a corner missing from the golden flower.

"Although Su Shen has always challenged opponents of higher levels, he is facing Jehovah, the only God."

Some even doubt the faith of all pantheons in the Western world.

As the fortune of the West poured out, it was all monopolized by him alone.

So it is impossible to imagine what state Jehovah is in now.

The next second, the sacred arena turned into a rainbow of colors, with layer upon layer of sacred aura.

The two men stood facing each other, doing nothing, and behind each of them, thousands of phenomena emerged, forming a confrontation.

"Sure enough, you have a trick up your sleeve. At least in the next battle, you won't lose too badly." Jehovah smiled.

He was not referring to Su Ming's realm, but that there was something hidden behind it.