The Bald Monk in the City

Just when Nomora-Shur was above the temple, venting its horror, and indulging in his unparalleled strength.

It suddenly felt a very violent threat, that is a unique cold smell brought by death!

This is its divinity of disaster and it gives it a warning.

It can feel that a certain practice that is extremely threatening to it is happening in a certain area.

But because of the current restrictions, it cannot perceive the specific situation.

This can't help but make it furious, full of devastating angry breaths from its nose!

Nomora-Sail lowered his head, and it began to look at the small, good gods.

They formed a magic circle full of some kind of guarding power, which was full of beauty and light power.

As a pure and extremely evil being, Nomora-Shor, looking directly at this circle will make it feel a kind of tingling from the soul.

That is the flogging from kindness, the countermeasure of light against darkness...

Oh, so powerless!

In the next instant, Nomora-Xaerna had turned into a billowing black mist, and suddenly spewed out a breath of devastating terror!

As if the sky was broken, the entire sky above the temple was wrapped in this terrifying breath!

And at this moment, Nomora-Sail seemed to see a flash of red light in the temple!

"That is?"

Just looking directly at the red light, Nomora-Sail's will could not help showing the face of God of War full of fortitude and fighting spirit.

That is indeed a good opponent, but unfortunately it is just that...

"You want to recast a new God of War? Ha, then use him to defeat me?"

Nomora-Sail's mouth opened, and it was laughing.

Its laughter penetrated the entire sky, and even the mortal creatures who lingered under the flames of the War of the Gods heard it.

"Is that the devil laughing?"

They buried themselves deep underground to avoid devastating attacks on the ground.

But even so, it only passed the time of their death.

When the whole world faces this devastating disaster, avoidance is just a pale and powerless act.

"No! Stick to your will, and we must believe that the Illuminati will always shine on us, just as it used to be for tens of thousands of years!"

A priest, speaking in the dark.

"The great God of War will eventually kill the evil god!"

He was praying in a low voice, although his prayer had not been answered for a long time.

But he will not give up because of this, he may already be the last believer of God of War in the mortal world.

As long as he does not choose to betray or forget, then the God of War will not wander in the star realm forever...

Every believer who chooses to bear the burden must bear the corresponding mission.

In the pastor’s eyes, something persevering seemed to flicker...

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But at this moment, the moment when the river of time crosses this worthless node.

A figure burning with raging flames just appeared in the vision of the gods!

They couldn't capture the movement of that guy, because it had already broken through the maximum capture speed of their current form.

They can only estimate the speed of this guy based on the image remaining in the air.

For some of the more sensitive gods, they felt the burning power from the fiery red figure.

That is the manifestation of the purest will, the ultimate will that burns everything!

As for Nomora-Sail, it feels that its will seems to have become frozen.

Just when the gods were still observing the images flowing down from the fiery red figure.

It knows that it has been hit.

Time seemed to become longer at this moment, as if teleporting.

When the transformation of space coordinates becomes extremely fast, the concept of time seems to become trance.

Most people think that teleportation has no time to stop, but in fact this is wrong.

Whether it is an existence that is too familiar with space control, when entering space overlapping or puncturing, it always takes a certain amount of time in this process.

This time is short for ordinary things and difficult to capture.

But for the gods, the fluctuation of space tells them everything.

Therefore, with the exception of the deities that control space, other deities do not use their spatial movement abilities so recklessly in battle.

Because every space movement in a battle represents a gamble.

Perhaps next time, when you break away from the cracks in space, you will be faced with a ferocious attack that the enemy has already prepared.

At this time, it is very difficult to avoid what exists in the sub-overlapping state of space and space.

But when the body directly drives such a terrifying speed, that represents extreme danger.

Because at this time, dodge and teleport are pale.

Above the delicate time point of piercing and overlapping space, there will be a fist full of destructiveness that will crush you!

"Hey...squeak!!"

Nomora-Sail heard his divine will, the sound of constant cracking.

The voice was so shocking that Nomora-Sail felt that he had become trance.

"what is this?"

Nomora-Sail looked at using the head as a weapon, and directly beat through its divine will.

As a result, the body was completely shattered, leaving only a mortal with a bare head.

Its huge body was shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the next instant.

Yi Qiu ignored it, or at this time he didn't have the energy to bother.

The terrifying pain caused by crushing his body was violently impacting his will.

Unexpectedly, he did not die in an instant.

Nomora-Xail used his last strength to take out Yi Qiu's head from his chest and put it in his palm.

It lifted it until it was flush with its eyes.

This action took a lot of its power, and even made its body's trembling more violent.

But it did not give up, it believed that it should give it a position equal to itself.

"The dusk of the gods is ended by a mortal thing..."

"Arnold, what a ridicule..."

"It's a pity, why are you a mortal..."

Nomora-Xail tried to use his remaining divine power to erode Yi Qiu's head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It tried to transform it into an undead creature.

When the God of War Arnold fell in the star realm, while ecstatic, it also began to feel the intrusion from nothingness.

It does not doubt that it will be able to wake up from the graveyard of the star world again.

Just because, in addition to survival, intelligent creatures will never lack the tyranny hidden in their hearts.

However, its power did not erode success.

And at this moment, Yi Qiu's eyes began to lose aura...

But just as the will of Nomora-Sail was about to sink into the star realm, it saw a flash of life light.

The next moment, an intact six-armed bald head appeared in the palm of its body.

"That's... interesting..."

Afterwards, Nomora-Sail’s will completely sinks into the star realm full of chaos and nothingness...