The Bald Monk in the City

"I can't touch its essence, it's too dangerous and sharp..."

Orn Sarekbas looked at Sae, and he seemed to recall some long-lasting memories...

When the river of time traced back to the top of the mountains tens of thousands of years ago, Orn Sarekbas stared quietly at the earth.

Sometimes, there will be noisy sounds from the air currents that shuttle through the mountains.

They bring joy in the world, and the smell of dust and prosperity.

At this time, Ornn Sarekbus knew that the mortal kingdom was celebrating their inexplicable holiday again.

On that day, Ornn Sarekbas vaguely remembered the sound of mortal things from the mountains.

And a ball of flame makes it easy to fall from the sky...

Orn Sarek Bass knew that it was a lost will.

It is part of a powerful existence, withered and immortal in reality...

"I remember it-that awkward soul, its broken will shone like this..."

Ornn Sarekbus glanced at Yi Qiu, and he seemed to be looking at something.

"I have never dealt with it, but I still remember..."

Orn Sarek Bass felt quite embarrassed, countless heroes shuttled in the long river of time.

They show brilliant will and strength, and they have set off countless waves and torrents in the mortal world.

But now, everything has sunk into the dust of the years...

"It also has a weapon similar to yours. Perhaps the will to kill God is always hidden on the stick."

"Perhaps, it is a catharsis that is suppressed to the extreme, and it no longer needs elegance and artistic refinement?"

Orn Sarekbus shook his head, and he was not able to perceive everything.

The ancient past is manifesting for him, and the annual rings of time and space have not erased his traces.

But the truth that is exhausted in the vastness is still as shocking as when he first came into contact...

It is beautiful and infinite...

"I once imagined building a weapon like this-but I failed..."

"So I know that such a weapon cannot be made by a craftsman."

"No matter how superb skills and no matter how delicate ideas are, no one can endow the soul that brazenly charge and roar toward all decadent orders."

Orn Sarekbas looked at Sa'e, but he did not try to grasp it.

That is a blasphemy against this weapon, because He does not have the will to hold it.

Ornn Sarekbas is rare, able to directly understand the existence of the corresponding will behind this weapon.

He respects those waves that are set off by countless mortals. They are suitable for smallness, but they shake the sky!

"I think the only thing I can do-is to change the substance that carries it."

Orn Sarekbus looked at Sa'e, and he murmured.

"Nothing can stay the way it once was under the fire of the mountains-except for one thing..."

Orn Sarekbas pointed to the ancient fire that he had summoned from the void.

Then he paused and said:

"That is the soul that is transparent enough to penetrate everything!"

"Put it in, and I will give it a purer substance."

"It—should be promised a more perfect bearing..."

Orn Sarekbus looked at Yi Qiu, and he seemed to be smiling.

Being able to add a few luster to such a rare God-killing weapon seemed to make this ancient **** quite pleasant.

He loves this skill, because that is his origin.

And now, He still hasn't lost them.

After listening to Ornn Sarekbus's narration, Yi Qiu looked at the ancient fire that exudes endless heat.

It burned quietly, and the void seemed to soften under its lick!

Yi Qiu picked up Shi'e, and he was enlightening him with fate.

He retreated from the delicate state of fate, and the flood of fate once again converged with him.

The turbulent waves of destiny are guiding him out of the dangerous undercurrents and whirlpools.

And above the ancient fire suitable for the mountains, a gleam of golden light began to slowly shine.

That is the guidance given by fate...

The golden light gradually became stronger, it was like a restless flame, blooming in the void with its unique brilliance.

So Yi Qiu didn't hesitate anymore, he put Shi E into the fire of the mountains.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a hot white light flashing in the void!

The light was so strong, it penetrated the darkness of the void, and shone the light of order in the chaos!

"I heard it, that's an ancient cry..."

"Their screams, their anger, their... resistance..."

"It is destiny, which gave all of this..."

"The indomitable roar that penetrates time makes it perfect!"

An ancient warhammer appeared in the hands of Orn Sarek Bass.

There are some sharp marks on its edges, which seem to be marks left by some dangerous weapons.

Even now, I can feel the sharp and sharp aura from the trace.

On it, there are still some sedimentary things left behind.

They are like the remains of matter, but they carry something lighter than matter.

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Ornn Sarekbus suddenly opened his eyes, and the ancient mountains are mirrored in his divinity!

"I am the top of the mountains!"

"I am the highest furnace!"

Orn-Sarekbas sings the ancient chants, and his dense forest-like beard floats freely under the agitated divine power!

The entire void seems to be staring at him, staring at this powerful ancient god!

"The accumulation of years, the tempering of time, the grinding and washing of blood..."

"The wailing of divine nature, untie the dust of the soul!"

Ornn Sarekbus lifted the warhammer high, and the endless and turbulent divine power lingered between his body!

They are roaring, showing the endless power and majesty of this ancient god!

"The highest fire, crush the rust of that substance!"

"Here, Yu Si!"

Afterwards, Ornn Sarekbus smashed the warhammer!

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Everything became stagnant at this moment, and the void seemed to have fallen into a certain muddy path!

Those voices that once clamored in the void, those substances that shuttled through the void, all collapsed completely in the next instant!

In the endless chaos, there seems to be some kind of ancient thunder resounding through the entire void!

"boom!!!"

Endless light and endless heat have been converged vividly at this moment!

No one, no god, can stare at the dazzling light!

In a daze, Orn Sarekbas, the nearest one, heard some kind of ancient cry.

They are in pain, they are wailing...

They suppressed, they endured, and then they used all their strength to roar out a loud roar:

"Qi Tian!!!"

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