The Bald Monk in the City

Sometimes, certain lives with the same characteristics intertwined fate.

People think that is an accident, or a coincidence.

But more often, it comes from a cornerstone that can accomplish all of this desire.

Naturally, Yi Qiu knew what purpose the existences around him were holding.

As a godslayer, he was very clear about this.

However, he does not wantonly slaughter gods.

In Yi Qiu's world of order, all the gods who invaded the original plane need to be eliminated.

But for the deities of foreign land, you need to judge the situation.

The same as he used to judge things.

In Yi Qiu's view, there is no difference between gods and mortals in the posture of related processing.

He does not believe that the deity represents a related existence that needs special treatment and treatment.

Of course, the foreign gods who were hammered to death in the material world probably didn't think so...

The feeling of hunger conveyed by the endless stomach pouch gradually became stronger, and the many smells in the void gradually became clear.

After a hundred years of silence, these evil things seem to have returned to their previous state again.

Of course, from their exchanges, Yi Qiu can still read their throbbing about certain dangers-evil things are not so quick to forget the existence of danger...

The cultivation of unknown active tissues requires a large number of plane cores as nutrients.

Of course, other related resources may be feasible, but they are obviously too slow compared to the plane core.

Yi Qiu didn't pay attention to his behavior, the impact and fluctuation that he was about to bring to this plane system.

He has his own plan, and this is not often changed by external forces...

Among the many smells, Yi Qiu slowly distinguished.

What he needs is not just resources related to evil things.

More gaps lie in the core aspect of the plane.

Therefore, he needs to find the world that seems more delicious in his sense of smell...

This is naturally not a fun activity, in fact it is quite boring.

But for eternal life, this boring may be just a little embellishment in that endless life.

What's more, Yi Qiu does not feel frustrated or lose the desire to act because of boredom.

After a hundred years of meditation and practice as a foundation, Yi Qiu's mind has reached a certain brand new height.

At least, for now, it is not reachable by things created by nature.

Perhaps, those related existences brought together by certain ancient forces can give Yi Qiu some slight fluctuations.

But more often, it is a solemn and vast ocean...

Yi Qiu roughly estimated the gap in the core of the relevant plane in his mind, and there was no longer any blockage on the road to the divine.

The never-ending chase may be exhausting.

But like intense emotions, it will always only shine in some wonderful experiences.

More often, people need to face life like water...

Suddenly, Yi Qiu stopped capturing the information in the void.

Because he has found a goal...

This is just the beginning, it means the prologue of the destruction of thousands of planes...

And the sacred way belonging to the godslayer was condensed in that endless destruction...

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"Who is that? Another kid trying to challenge?"

Ding Chu looked at the strange figure under the sky pillar and said through the endless sea of ​​clouds.

He played the butcher knife beside him boredly, and the sharp and fat blade drew waves of cold arcs in the air.

The passage of a hundred years has changed a lot of things. Some people have left this temple, and others have spent a hundred years of silence here...

"Really? Where?"

From the room on the other side, Xin An ran out gnawing on something like dessert.

Under the premise of a lot of magic cooking and his lack of a lot of exercise, the passage of time has given him a fat body.

This once handsome boy now has the standard body shape that many chefs should have.

As early as decades ago, Yuan Yinyin and Yin Zhong left the temple separately.

Yin Zhong is to sharpen his own swordsmanship, and Yuan Yinyin is for other reasons...

With the passage of time, they have acquired the name of Noda in the material world.

But now, Yin Zhong is no longer on his own plane.

In order to chase a sharper kendo, he joined the team going to a foreign land.

Because in that so-called "foreign land", there is a demigod who has become a legend with swordsmanship...

The so-called demigod, under certain circumstances, can be understood as a divine existence without priesthood.

Of course, weak divine power in some planes is sometimes called a demigod...

However, the plane Yin Zhong went to was obviously not the latter.

After all, no matter how proud he was, he would never think that he could challenge a true god.

Even a deity with weak divine power is not something that Yin Zhong can challenge.

And only when facing that vast divine power, will he understand the true greatness...

So for Yin Zhong's descent ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Ding Chu understands.

After all, there was some interweaving between them.

But after all, they saw that there were many overlapping roads, but they went in opposite directions.

Ding Chu considers himself a marketer, just as he once wisely chose to invest in Yi Qiu.

He doesn't have so many ideas full of some great concepts, he just hopes to find a home in this turbulent era.

Therefore, he is not so eager for the path of power.

I just like and are used to using knives...

Ding Chu looked at the sea of ​​clouds below, his thoughts fluttering.

But obviously, compared to Xin'an, Ding Chu is already a model of hard work...

The fine girl Shan Wei emerged from the void, and she glanced at Xin'an dissatisfiedly.

With murderous eyes, Xin An smiled and threw the high-energy dessert in his hand directly aside.

Then, he was swallowed by a big mouth of blood that did not know when...

"Ba, it's time for you to move, you see you are getting fat again!"

Xin An glanced at Ba Snake whose eyelids had not been lifted, and patted his round belly with dissatisfaction.

Perhaps it is the effect of food, or a life that is too sweet, a life full of sugar will always make people round up.

But there are always things that time cannot pass...

Looking at Xin'an, who was pulled by the ears of the fine girl ghost Shanwei to exercise, Ding Chu felt that this bowl of adult dog food was a bit stuffy.

Some injuries will not be weakened over time...

"I hope it will be an interesting guy..."

Ding Chu played his butcher knife again boredly, and then silently thought...

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