Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

Chapter 698: 4-petal golden flower

"No! Bastard! You are a monkey from a lower species, you are not worthy!"

Zeus was furious, as the most authoritative person who represented the King of Gods.

How could it end like this?

He once fantasized that even if he died, he would trade one for one with the top saint in the East. In his opinion, Monkey was a rising star and was not qualified.

However, whoever comes into contact with this terrifying power of repairing the sky will die.

So even if Jehovah and others wanted to move forward, they stopped.

"There's nothing we can do. Even if we don't take action, he will eventually die after his soul burns out. It's a pity for my best friend."

It wasn't over yet, and Allah began to mourn Zeus.

As for Itsumna, he was not familiar with Zeus, so it didn't matter.

"Odin is gone too," said Jehovah. "That's all for today."

Although his sainthood was slightly higher than theirs, he was still a little uneasy after seeing three saints fall in succession.

If he's not careful, it might be his turn.

At that center point, Zeus still had some strength left, and he had the simplest and most brutal collision with Monkey King.

I really didn't expect that after being suppressed by the four great Western saints for such a long time, this monkey could still be so violent.

But in the opinion of Jehovah and others, if Zeus was more careful, they could kill the monkey without any casualties.

That’s why Jehovah and the others felt it was a pity just now.

Zeus also understood that no one could save him now.

The only choice is to leave in a decent manner, the so-called decent way.

Just take Sun Wukong away.

"Then let's die together!"

A life-and-death battle took place between the saints, and the scene of the battle could not be described in words.

I just know that once they turn off the engine, everything will be over.

However, although they themselves accepted the outcome of death.

But some people did not accept it. At this moment, Su Ming was at the last moment.

"Brother Monkey, hold on, you can't die. You must not die."

"Don't trade your life with him!"

I don't allow it!

In Su Ming's opinion, let alone one Zeus, even a hundred Zeus could not be exchanged for a single "Monkey Brother".

At this moment, Su Ming's skull has been outlined, and only the last step is left.

He could hear the whispers of the gods, wanting him to complete the process with peace of mind.

As for the Great Sage, either it is his fate or someone will take action.

Su Ming didn't care about these, instead there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

The second-tier god in the Mayan pantheon is Kukulkan, the feathered serpent god.

For some reason, this person gave him a sense of danger.

At this moment, outside the domain.

There was a person who had been sitting on pins and needles for a long time, and the surrounding void was distorted beyond recognition by the pressure of his aura.

Who else could be so angry except the Great Sage’s master?

Patriarch Bodhi really couldn't sit still anymore.

"Asshole! You are going too far. I can only wait for ten breaths at most. After ten breaths, I will have to go downstairs."

Compared to Jin Chanzi, Patriarch Bodhi seemed a little ashamed at this moment.

Although he is a saint, sitting firmly on the top of the East, he still has to be cautious in some matters. He cannot be as unreserved as Jin Chanzi. But the so-called cautious does not mean standing idly by, but waiting for an opportunity.

If the opportunity doesn't come, there's no need to wait.

Outside the galaxy, a voice soothed, "Old Ancestor, please be patient."

"Nothing will happen to him, but if you take action, it will affect the advent of that era. You should put the overall situation first."

It stands to reason that Patriarch Bodhi really doesn't want to consider the overall situation.

A saint is inherently ruthless, and he has long transcended the material world. But there are some connections he does not want to sever, and it is better to keep them.

"Wukong, I gave you this name because I wanted you to realize that all things are empty. But sometimes, I really want to be with you and stand by your side."

Patriarch Bodhi murmured in his mouth, but he refused to listen to the advice.

Ten breaths have passed, it's time to go down to the mortal world.

"Master Bodhi, please stop doing this. Stop it immediately."

The stars opened and closed, and someone wanted to stop Patriarch Bodhi.

But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it.

"Let him be."

Um?and many more!

"It's done!"

"Grandpa, you don't have to go."

Patriarch Bodhi was about to kick open the door to the Mayan pantheon, but he stopped at the last moment, his eyes shining with golden light.

"Well, that was a close call, little brat. You finally succeeded."

Patriarch Bodhi turned his head and said: "However, if it is impossible, I will still kick open this door."

It's not that he is arrogant or looks down on others. It's just that, having reached his level, there is really no rival.

In his worldview, there are never villains, even if there are.

It would only be him.

Over there, Su Ming rebuilt his bones and blood, and his body was reshaped.

To his surprise, the three-petal golden flower at the center of his eyebrows suddenly had an extra petal, and the entire body was filled with golden light.

In fact, it is not surprising, as he has integrated the aspirations of the gods in heaven.

With all the resources on Odin's body, he thought he could fill the avenue with golden flowers in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that only one petal would be born.

But it’s also a good thing. He is going further and further on the road to becoming a quasi-saint and has entered a place where no one else can.

"It is said that the fruit of the Tao will be born from the golden flower of the Perfect Dao."

Only then can one truly attain sainthood.

In comparison, the Great Sage's ascension to sainthood was much simpler.

After being able to move, Su Ming did not stop for a moment and dodged.

"Brother Monkey, here I come."

The Mayan gods saw this and said, "He is really alive. Quick! Stop him."

Although few of them could fight, there was nothing they could do as this was the order of Lord God Itsumna.

But as soon as the God King-level strongmen went up, they couldn’t even withstand a glare from Su Ming.

Instantly destroyed into ashes!

"So cruel!"

Logically speaking, he should just blast it open, but Su Ming didn't mind making this grudge.

In other words, since the moment Bajie set foot on this land.

The feud has already been formed.

"He's getting stronger again."

Immortality + destruction and then re-establishment, the gods began to panic, unable to imagine how big he would eventually grow.

"What remains today are all ancient pantheons. The new era needs a helmsman. With his abilities, he can definitely build a pantheon of his own."

This is what the top prognosticators say, and some even go further.

The mythological arena came because of him, and the war between gods also began because of him.

Then it will end because of him.

"Hehe." Kukulkan didn't go up, but smiled coldly.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze turned to the outside of the divine system's gate.

It was becoming more and more interesting. After much fighting, saints from the West were killed one after another. Looking back, they discovered that those sent out by the East were only level two fighters.

"boom!"

The dimensional barrier set up by Monkey King does not protect against Eastern gods, but only a saint can come here.

Su Ming did not become a saint, but he was able to step into it easily.

Jehovah reacted the fastest, and God's hand had already reached the monkey's back.

"You came!"

Despite discovering Su Ming, the Hand of God did not change.

As long as Su Ming dares to touch it, all that awaits him is destruction.

But is Su Ming now really as weak as Jehovah imagines?