"I am just a mortal, an ordinary creature."

The prophet looked at the will of the world, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"I once envied the gods for being high and I was in a shabby state!"

"I once envied the heroes' furious clothes and horses, and I lived in the mud!"

"I once envied the wise men for talking loudly, but I remained silent!"

"I once envied the legends that were all over the world, and I was as humble as dust!"

"In the desolate nights, I looked up at the stars in the night sky, clenched my fists, and told myself that I am incompetent, humble, and weak, but I must not admit defeat!"

"So... I have to fight for five steps, until the blood splashes, until the bones are gone, and I have to walk a path!"

"This road full of thorns is called knowledge! This road hanging in the sky is called knowledge!"

"I have no light, I am just a mortal!"

"But there is no light, I am the light at this moment. Come on, the world! Come on, God!"

"Although I am a mortal, I would like to protect the people with my soul and fight you to the death!"

Every word of the prophet is a vicious and every sentence is a sonorous.

The flesh and blood soul emits the light of justice, and the pursuit in the heart turns into substance at this moment, transcending the constraints of the real world!

"The wisdom of the ancestors will always guide and protect us."

Fire ignited from the prophet's body and light radiated.

Where the light shines, the darkness disappears and the thunder disappears.

The prophet is like a torch, or like a smoke and dust, slowly rising into the air and slowly rising into the air.

"prophet!"

All living beings whine.

They knew that the prophet was burning his own way and his knowledge.

The moment knowledge is gone, it is the time when the prophet falls.

"prophet……"

A tear fell from the corner of the bard's eyes, but he did not look back or bow his head, but just rushed upwards.

Those who carry the hopes of all living beings will advance but not retreat!

"boom!"

Finally, under the light, the black bear spirit collided with the will of the world, and a great war officially broke out.

Although the black bear spirit is only half a step into Hunyuan, it has a yin and yang bamboo stick in its hands, and it is thick in skin and flesh, so it is not afraid of the way of heaven for a while.

After all, after following Tang Sanzang for so many years, he would not be defeated easily, not even if he fought over the level.

"court death!"

The world's will was extremely angry, and wind, rain, thunder and lightning swept across the sky and swept towards the black bear spirit.

"roar!"

The black bear spirit roared, and a black and white phantom appeared behind him. He raised his head and opened his mouth and swallowed all the attacks and transformed them.

"boom!"

The true body of the black bear spirit soared again, turning into a height of 100,000 feet, looking at the world's will.

"Lear down!"

A fierce light flashed in the small mung bean's eyes, and a bamboo pole slashed down on its head, shattering the void.

"Bang!"

The world will reached out to resist and took three steps back under brute force.

"boom!"

The aftermath of the battle swept across and directly drove the flying minstrel back to the earth.

"Is this the difference between God and sentient beings? I don't believe it! Listen to the wind in all directions!"

The minstrel's face was pale, and drops of blood flowed out from his fingers, dyeing the entire organ bloody color.

"The light of wisdom is favoring you."

The prophet, who is like a star and a moon, casts out a pure light column that looks like the moon, and blends into the organ.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The bard's hands disappeared, and afterimages pounded on the strings.ωωw.B ǒ q υgétν.℃ ǒＭ

"hold head high!"

The east wind gathers into a wind dragon.

"roar!"

The south wind gathers into a lion.

"Cry!"

The west wind gathers into an eagle.

"Ao!"

The north wind gathers into a yellow wolf.

"The legend is true."

The hunting god woke up and looked at the giant beast formed by the winds in the sky, his expression moved.

According to legend, the minstrel holds the greatest power in the world. One person can fight four gods, and is the strongest combat power in this world!

"Wind God Bound!"

The bard maintains four giant beasts, turns into formations, and blows out wind blades, compressing the range of activities of the world's will, trying to block or even cut off the connection between the world's will and the world.

The light of the prophet also shines, constantly eroding the power of assimilating the will of the world.

“Something.”

The black bear spirit exclaimed, and then kicked the will of the world over.

The minstrel and prophet who were half-step Hunyuan could have such a method, and the black bear also had a hint of cherishing talent for the first time.

There were originally shackles of the will of all beings, and now there were suppression of minstrels and prophets, and the will of the world became increasingly declining.

The black bear spirit was slightly at a disadvantage just now, but now it's better, and the situation has suddenly changed.

Press the will of the world on the sky and rub it, and the big feet keep trampling on the will of the world.

"Have you won?"

A smile appeared on the prophet's face.

At least, all living beings are saved.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an accident happened.

The world will exploded, and flames began to burn all over his body, and his breath soared.

"Crack click..."

The world groaned overwhelmed, cracks spread from the sky to the earth, sea water poured back, rivers, lakes and seas flooded, volcanoes erupted, and the earth trembled!

The mountains collapse and the earth breaks, and the sea dies and rocks are rotten!

The whole world has come to the brink of collapse.

"I, Celtic, unbeaten!"

The world will roared, rolled over and kicked out.

"Bang!"

The huge body of the black bear demon was easily knocked away.

"hold head high!"

Headed by the Dragon of the East Wind, the four giant beasts rushed forward and turned into thick chains and entangled one by one.

"I, Celtic! I, is everything!"

The will of the world reached out to grab the chain, and the flames spread and burned out, instantly burning it into nothingness.

"Puff!"

The minstrel's face turned pale and he fell from the sky weakly.

"Bang!"
To be continued...