Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

"Covenant!" Jehovah's mouth twitched, and countless runes fell.

Now, he has only completed half of the covenant, but it is enough.

The Five Elements of the Immortal Sect collided with the Western Covenant, and the void suddenly collapsed.

Among the countless spectators, only one old man was the most distressed.

"Xiao Sun, if you take one more small step forward, you will surpass me."

The ancestor said truthfully that if it was Jehovah who came to fight in the battle of destiny, they would undoubtedly lose.

No one is a match for this guy.

Fortunately, Su Ming had countless opportunities and awakened the origin of his destiny.

Otherwise, it would have already...

"Xiao Sun, I believe in you. No matter what happens in the end, I will be with you."

During these years since Ying Zheng became a saint, he has seen through too many things, including Su Ming's true identity, but in his eyes.

Su Ming will always have only one identity, and that is his little grandson.

On the sacred arena, although neither of them used the power of origin.

But behind all this is the shadow of the entanglement between fate and faith.

"The Old Testament, the Pentateuch!"

A layer of divine light enveloped the end of the sky, and the power of creation gushed out from under the dark clouds.

The Book of Genesis blocked Su Ming's thirty-six divine thunders.

That’s not all. Jehovah then brought out a new holy law.

"New Testament, Revelation!"

Seeing that he was unable to defeat Su Ming, Jehovah became almost crazy.

Various sacred methods emerge one after another.

"The Ten Commandments! The Promised Land! The Prophets! Judgment! Prophecy..."

Countless holy light pillars bombarded Su Ming.

Fight to the end!

"I understand. You are from the future. I will be stronger in the future!"

"You can't beat him."

"Hahaha, even now, I'm still someone you can't look at!"

Jehovah was using all his strength, and Su Ming had a feeling that this battle would not last long.

That's better!

The eight-petaled golden flower of the avenue was mixed with the destiny of the East, and the broken pieces of holy nature were pieced together to form a Dharma image.

Among the Dharma images, there is the most brilliant source of Taoism in the East.

"Nine Palaces, Eight Trigrams, Seven Stars, Six Combinations, Five Elements, Four Symbols, Three Talents, Two Principles, One..."

All things are unified!

No one expected that Su Ming would combine all of this into "Tao".

"It's so shocking. It's the most sacred battle between the East and the West so far."

Jehovah completely represents the West, while Su Ming represents the East.

Everyone thought that Su Ming was on the path to becoming a new god and had only gained some enlightenment about the origin of all things. However, they did not expect that his understanding of "Tao" had also reached its peak.

"If the Three Talents were replaced by the Three Purities, would they be able to suppress everything?"

"No, the Three Pure Ones are their own path, and Su Ming wants to follow his own path."

These three talents transformed "heaven", "earth" and "man".

At this point, both of them have given everything they have.

The two great skies reappeared, shining with golden light, and all things blossomed.

Before the collision, "Tao" had been entangled with "the sacred" countless times.

With a roar that shook the world, the ring seemed to be torn apart.

Jehovah’s final appearance was clearly imprinted in the mist.

"Great! What a great way to show your unreservedness. After this blow, you will die."

"I won't have an easy time either!"

I don't know where the sound of a bell came from, like the sound of the end.

The moment "Tao" was shattered, Jehovah's unparalleled pride was also ruthlessly shattered at this moment.

Su Ming's brow was pierced by Holy Covenant's attack, and his soul was instantly destroyed.

And Jehovah also faced the end of his life, and in the lonely void, only the fragments of his soul were floating.

"Did I...lose?"

"No!"

"No, I remember now. I remember everything."

The fragments of Jehovah's soul trembled wildly, and then began to trace back.

"It's this damn shackle. Without it, how can you kill me?"

At his deathbed, Jehovah returned to his original self and could have regained his life, but the shackles on his head locked his life and he was completely unable to get out.

"I can't accept it, I can't accept it!" Jehovah has been sitting in the name of God for countless years, and he never thought that he would die and end like this.

Because to some extent, he is also immortal.

But this time, he made a mistake and was really locked up by Su Ming.

Even if Su Ming's body was shattered by him and his soul was destroyed.

But I can still clearly feel that his consciousness is still there.

It seems like a sneer and a mockery.

"Is this all going to end? I won, I won..."

As long as he can kill Jehovah before he dies, he wins.

Because although his body is dead, his will is immortal.

Soon, Su Ming's will drifted away in the lonely deep space.

The only sense of direction is to witness the final end of Jehovah.

however……

"It's not over yet."

"It must not be over yet."

"Shackles, fate, I never believe in fate, you can't trap me."

"Break it for me!"

Jehovah roared wildly, and he remembered that he had a trick up his sleeve.

The last holy word was uttered with a loud bang, and for some unknown reason, it actually created a hole in the arena. Countless opportunities of the holy way poured in and madly gathered towards Jehovah.

"Unknown divine realm! The fate of the West depends on me alone."

"Hurry up and forge my holy body!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the outside world disappeared in an instant, and the unknown divine realm collapsed.

This process was carried out without any hesitation, and all the energy was gathered into a golden avenue to recast the holy body of Jehovah.

"That is... the gospel of the unknown divine realm. How many gods and saints are hidden in the unknown divine realm? This is unknown. They are all..."

People did not dare to think further, what if all were sacrificed to Jehovah.

Then even if Su Ming was given ten thousand chances, there would be no possibility.

Soon, Jehovah on the ring condensed into a physical body.

The Holy Eucharist.

There are also many holy pieces of varying sizes engraved on his body.

But the shackles of fate on my head still cannot be removed.

"Isn't this... enough?"

Jehovah took a deep breath, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, my dear brothers, for bothering you for a moment."

He reached his hand into the void, grabbed with force, and caught the remaining shadow of Su Ming.

In an instant, the most shocking scene in history quietly appeared.

Under the light and shadow, countless light points condensed and turned into a sun.

A long-lost figure suddenly appeared before the world.

"I have been sleeping for too long. Have I finally reached the end?"

When everyone saw him clearly, they were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

"It's him, the first saint to die in battle, the ancient Egyptian sun god, Ra!"

He was clearly dead, but he came back to life at this moment.

But if you look closely, the figure seems very illusory and does not seem to be real.

But it is truly Ra’s true self, Ra’s consciousness.

Boom!

Immediately after La, a murderous atmosphere filled the sky over India.

The faith that had disappeared completely has returned.

"Who is calling me!"

The snake and the crescent moon perfectly outline the image of Shiva.

Then there is Tiamat, Apsu, Zeus, Amaterasu...