It seemed that in an instant, all the unworthy noises were erased.

The world is quiet.

Only two harsh and high-pitched voices rose up, like iron wire piercing into the eardrum, shaking all souls and consciousness.

One is like thunder bursting, flames burning, storms whistling, which is the image of all destruction, the condensation of the woe at the end.

One is like the sound of all things, the singing of soil and rocks, the interweaving of plants and dew, the sound of surging rain and the tides.

At the moment the showdown began, the two of them drew the arrow without thinking.

Pull the bowstring.

Praise the wind of destruction of impermanence, offer blood and bones as sacrifices, calling for the mottled torrent between depths.

"Canggulnaredoren, as you show—"

The Burning Cave advocate opened his mouth and recited the name of the storm. The dark arrow in his hand disintegrated silently and turned into a dark storm that almost condensed into substance.

Destruction that was enough to turn fertile soil into wasteland gathered here and burst out from the string.

The gray-white line made an invisible vortex penetrated from the huge battlefield. The changing air pressure and the formed vacuum collided with each other, making a loud noise like falling rocks.

The twisted light disappeared from the outline of the arrow, and what was revealed was only a tornado that looked like a rushing stream!

Falling from the sky!

Huai Shi also pulled the bow, and under the dual cycle of Yun Zhongjun and Dasiming, it seemed as if it turned the entire field into a weapon, throwing out the deadly steel!

The first arrow is silver.

There is no aiming or charging. By standard, the archery posture is loose and sloppy, as if you have a casual posture.

In fact, even if he was lying on the ground and his hands remained unmoved, he could still throw the arrow with the power of divine nature.

But at this moment, the pressure of attracting people burst out from such a posture.

A few dozen miles apart, you can still feel the terrifying chill that is like a ray of light on your back.

He did not calculate the trajectory or sinking trajectory at all, but just calmly pulled the bow and followed his instinct - he should do this, and he should do this.

That's it.

That's right.

Because, that's what I did!

Just like the Yingzhou people's bows like to say that they will act with etiquette and will hit the right shot.

As long as you integrate yourself into the principles through the training day and night, every word and action, and every move conforms to the laws of nature and archery, you will inevitably be able to send arrows to the red heart of the target.

However, there is no need to be so troublesome in Huai Shi.

He is the rule himself.

He is the principle.

This is the Lord of Yunzhong.

So, the world moves!

From below the nine earths and from below the nine heavens, the holy marks of Yunzhongjun and Dasiming are like two strings entangled together. From the control of Huai Shi, it leads the sky, hurricanes, earth, death and life, and all the power.

All things take me as the axis.

Now, this axis casts the power of all things!

The silver light that was so gorgeous that it seemed to ignite the whole world flashed, crossing a long distance and collided with the storm, and then a roar like a burst of explosion burst out from the collision.

When the silver light collapsed under the crushing of the storm arrow, a turbid current spurted out, rolling towards Huai Shi. Wherever he passed... iron, flesh, creatures, corpses, everything was terrified into dust.

But the spreading storm was never able to break through the front line of the arrows in front of us.

A crack that looks like a vacuum.

The storm opened up in front of Huai Shi, dissipated, and flew into the distance.

But from beginning to end, Huai Shi was indifferent and even too lazy to take a look.

Because just after the storm, the second arrow followed closely!

"Canggurodur, as you wish-"

Praise the dark moments.

In the distant and distant era, in their hometown when they were giants, twenty-four natural disasters were circulating in the earth like tides, and sixteen giants called the moon surrounded the sky.

Under the reflection of the moon, above disaster is the era of giants.

Only the giant kings can receive the blessings of natural disasters and the moon, in this name.

Canggu Luoduer, which is the [dark moment], refers to the disaster of darkness and demise. It means that all matter gradually disappears and disappears into nothingness in the darkness.

It is manifested outside, and it is completely erased as if it is a dimensional reduction blow!

When the dark arrows left the strings, even the huge flame bone bow was wailing, unable to bear the violent power of the Burning Cave King. The traces of aftermath that were leaked outside made the arrow disappear and dissociate within a few miles, and all matter and source materials disappeared from the world for eternity.

And right ahead, opposite to it, was the tyrannical light of division.

The second arrow is bronze.

It is hard to imagine that the narrow and long arrow body actually has such a huge mass.

Under the infusion of the forbidden hand, a large amount of source material was converted into iron in the casting furnace. In a narrow field, I don’t know how much source material has been poured into it. Until even the casting furnace could not bear such huge pressure, most of the source material collected by Huai Shi has been put into it.

It's like a star decayed and collapsed.

The terrifying density was at the limit of a casting furnace and was almost about to explode completely.

But when it flew out of Huai Shi's hand, the bronze color was still violently extracting all the source material around it and transforming it into its own mass.

When the control was lost, it began to expand rapidly.

It is more appropriate to say that it is an eruption than to say it is an eruption.

Just throwing this terrifying weight into the threat range has already made Huai Shi's hands numb. As the arrow expanded and exploded completely, the iron light rising towards the sky like a waterfall could be seen on the entire battlefield.

It's like anger.

The Bronze River surging forward, growing wildly, crossing a long distance, and sharp metal copper crystals emerged from it like hedgehogs and pointed to the sky.

And the violent metal river has already collided with the dark arrow.

The dissociation from hell could not swallow this huge mass, but instead completely destroyed its internal balance, causing the remaining power to explode and sweep towards all directions.

The "flame" formed by metal began to spread like an explosion. The solidified steel, carrying heat from the furnace, invaded the earth wantonly, and formed a strange and hideous wonder on the barren land between the ruler and the sublimator.

The two consecutive arrows were losing power, and the anger of the Burning Cave Lord could no longer be restrained.

At this moment, when he pulled out the last arrow, the giant beast under his feet began to whine, unable to bear the terrifying power that suddenly burst out above his head.

"Gapennali, like you burn—"

The burning cave owner shouted and shouted, and the bow was like a full moon.

Gapennali, which is the [Sulphur Moon], refers to a giant celestial body that burns forever among the sixteen stars in the homeland of the giant.

It seemed to be full of sulfur and lava, and as it moved, it kept sprinkling poisonous fire and scarlet crystals on the earth.

It is the wound of all ages, burning all the envoys, and the master of flames above the sky.

The black arrow on the bowstring has lost its form of matter and turned into a crack that seems to lead to the lava hell. The viscous fissure fire and vicious light overflow endlessly, enough to make the radiation that Geiger counter scream for it soar rapidly.

The arrow of destruction is completing quickly...

But before that, what the Burning Cave Lord saw was the dazzling color that was coming to his face.

The moment the Bronze Arrow was out of hand, Huai Shi had already pulled the arrow.

With the interference and concealment of the source of the riot, the final casting was completed.

The third arrow, gold!

The infinite vitality from Guixu entangles it, causing the darkness to burst out so dazzling that it cannot directly look at the light.

That is the source arrow formed by the transformation of divine nature.

But wherever I passed, there was no thunder, only a lingering sound like a buzzing string of a piano, so far away.

In that gentle string sound, everything became so quiet. What it triggered was the echo of the sound of all things, the distant resonance in the sky, the deepest echo of the earth, the crisp sound of the soul passing away, the germination of plants and trees...

Just behind Huai Shi, the steel tree was shattered and cracked, and countless branches of trees grew out of it, waving, and green leaves grew, tangled on the steel.

A fragrant breath lingers on the scorched earth of hell.

The miracle that almost created life was placed in the magnificent golden light. Such beautiful and dazzling colors made the Burning Cave Lord feel an unprecedented chill.

That is not a murderous intent or a curse.

Instead, it relies purely on the operation of rules, as if plants and trees grow in the soil, cattle and sheep eat grass and are hunted by wild animals, and the dying beasts rot in the mud and turn into food for countless insects. When the insects dissolve in the soil, new plants will grow out of it.

When all things die, new life will inevitably sprout from it, and this is the destined cycle.

At this moment, when Huai Shi turned the food chain carefully compiled by the rancher into such a magnificent appearance with the divine nature of Dasiming and Yun Zhongjun.
To be continued...