The Bald Monk in the City

How long the battle lasted, for both parties involved in the battle, there is no clear concept.

In a fierce battle, time will be given different meanings.

But in the dark existence that I don't know where, those fierce or fierce existences gradually become pale.

For the entire battle scene, every second is brilliant enough.

Those crushed beings have taboo information listed as thick as a mountain on a certain plane.

But here, in front of Yi Qiu, they face only one outcome:

Be crushed to pieces completely and permanently!

The passing time, like the silhouette of the years, took away those ferocious and distorted faces.

It is difficult for words to explain this grandeur, only the pale depiction vaguely projects the grandeur of the epic battle...

Compared to the aggressive beginning, the ending looked a little sluggish.

In front of the ever-increasing number of deaths, the dark shadows began to dissipate.

They began to feel fear, and gradually moved away from this area full of death and chaos...

And as the nine-headed beast monster that was the main force in the later stage was torn to pieces for the last time, the entire battle began to come to an end...

Yi Qiu wiped his many arms that had been attached to the sticky blood on the corpse of the extremely vicious nine-headed beast monster.

He raised his head, and there was no more surviving dark creature where his eyes touched...

"An unquestionable great victory. From now on, your will will be manifested in this starry sky..."

From the quite distant void, there was a strange voice.

When Yi Qiu looked at it, he didn't find any tangible matter.

Only a fictitious body made of magic particles was looking at him with a smile.

Yi Qiu didn't feel too much information from the strength of the other party.

The degree of purity expressed by those magic particles is like an elementary life constructed by pure magic particles.

But obviously, this is not the case.

This is obviously a special skill that the other party has mastered, or perhaps some special talent of the other party.

However, this does not affect anything.

Yi Qiu ignored this guy, because this guy gave him an inexplicable sense of immediacy.

In addition to teammates and reinforcements, there were other things that appeared immediately after the battle....

I probably felt Yi Qiu's ignorant attitude, that elementary life stopped in place.

It outlines certain traces from the void, some seem to be performing a spell or some kind of ritual.

But obviously, the existence that dominates this elemental life does not have that strong magical attainments.

What it is doing is a craft called painting...

This is destined to be a battle shocked by this plane system, and someone will always play the role of communicator...

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Maybe this battle will be given a different meaning by later generations.

For Yi Qiu at this moment, the meaning it symbolizes is:

In this plane, the dark beings have basically lost their resistance.

At least as far as the evil things he was seeking to erode the plane, he had completely lost the ability to resist.

For those evil gods, the place where Yi Qiu's interests conflict with them is very limited.

More often, it was those guys who chose to die coldly under a certain fanatical desire...

In the whole battle, not many gods joined.

Of course, there is no lack of their cold shadows.

Although the ontology will not join, it does not mean that most of them, who are flowing with anxiety and restlessness, will choose to ignore this "grand event" of evil lives.

Of course, whether the remaining dark creatures can still call this battle a "grand event" is not known to other entities...

Yi Qiu looked at the chaotic areas intertwined with darkness and light, which were the result of the impact of the dead paladin and evil creatures.

At this moment, the magic particles have been chaotic to the extreme, and the soul of the paladin cannot leave safely.

With Yi Qiu's gaze, the dark power gradually dissipated, revealing the white soul surrounded by it.

"It seems they have failed..."

This white soul looked like an elderly man.

Judging from his unique temperament, he is probably a paladin.

The old paladin smiled at Yi Qiu. He had or didn't recognize Yi Qiu so much.

After all, as far as the creed the paladin wants to adhere to, Yi Qiushi is not a kind existence.

Of course, the elderly paladin would not judge Yi Qiu as evil.

Although, he did feel that Yi Qiu's actions to destroy the plane seemed a bit violent.

Although the trial of the Paladin sometimes seems stubborn and unreasonable.

But more often, it has a certain upward, cold order.

It will not lose its due credibility because of the shake of something.

However, Yi Qiu's view of the destruction of the plane obviously violated the relevant views of the paladins.

But to a certain extent, there are some subtle intersections in their paths...

"Then~www.wuxiaspot.com~Godkiller, thank you for helping to get rid of those ghasts..."

The elderly paladin saluted Yi Qiu, and then his expression became solemn:

"But I still have to say something that is not so pleasing: wanton destruction will eventually bring something hard to control..."

"May your path converge with dawn and sunset..."

After saying this, the soul of the old paladin gradually disappeared.

His struggle with evil runs through life and death, and never stops...

If it were normal, he should have been quietly enjoying the time belonging to the benevolent in the kingdom of a good god.

Even if his will is strong enough, he can continue to walk on the path of admiring goodness.

In this battlefield, maintaining the only soul is extremely difficult.

But he still chose to come here resolutely, just as he had chosen to wear the silver armor that symbolized justice and goodness.

He may recall those childhood memories, or think of a young smile...

In the multiverse, there are always too many stories, obliterated in those noisy dust.

Only the darkness full of coldness and death, the horror stories that belong to the darkness are circulating endlessly...

Yi Qiu nodded at the place where the old paladin's soul dissipated, although he also didn't recognize the other party's creed very much.

But that stubborn pursuit of belief is something he can understand and agree with.

Yi Qiu turned into a black light and left. Now, he is going to harvest those dark planes.

Then, I began to prepare to gather my divinity...

The road leading to the sacred is no longer so remote...

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Sogou

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