The Bald Monk in the City

"The price, no?"

Crescent Warrior Anna shook her head. Under Yi Qiu's insightful gaze, sparks of joy splashed out of her soul.

"There is no such heavy bondage. What your Royal Highness needs is just a wind-like bond."

"'The contract between the minister and the minister always carries the color of interest that is difficult to erase, and this... is the covenant between the king and the king...', this is what your highness meant."

Crescent Warrior-Anna stared at Yi Qiu, a certain cold light in her eyes seemed to become more intense.

Yi Qiu ignored what the Crescent Warrior-Anna said. He read some cryptic information from the moonlight...

He saw Anaf Kizaki's plan, he saw the world she longed for, and the immortal will burning in her divinity!

She doesn't just want to be the incarnation of the new moon.

In other words, she does not want the crescent moon incarnation to be just the crescent moon incarnation...

She, longing for more...

After a depressing silence, Yi Qiu nodded:

"You are the second one I have ever seen, enough to make me feel slanted deity."

"Then, as you said..."

After speaking, Yi Qiu looked away from Crescent Warrior Anna.

Using the divine power of the Crescent Warrior-Anna as a medium, he and the Crescent God far away in the kingdom of God completed some unknown communication.

He understands the reason why the other party didn't go to this material world in person: With the increase in plane consciousness, it is very dangerous for a foreign **** to encounter him in this material world.

Before completing the covenant, she would not do such a dangerous thing.

Yi Qiu was not surprised by this. What really surprised him was: the other party's crazy idea...

But a **** king with the new moon as the cornerstone?

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, which seemed to be quite interesting.

But what he values ​​more is: the opponent's choice of exile areas for those defeated evil gods.

If there is no local deity or the deity's own assistance, it is actually very troublesome to sacrifice a foreign deity.

Just like Yi Qiu's handling of evil things, the origin of the deity is deeply embedded in the origin of the plane.

If the opponent does not die, it is impossible to sacrifice by simply killing.

Of course, if the opponent enters or is exiled to a certain plane in the form of a saint, the ending will not be so wonderful...

But this is something later, and the transformation between gods is not that simple.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu focused his consciousness on the book of sins in his backpack.

The value of this book is his main consideration in choosing to accept the other party's covenant.

And just when he was about to go to the first plane to carry out an tentative hunt, Yin Zhong, who had been in a state of illusion, finally woke up...

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Pain, fighting...

When the piercing cold wind from the heights of the snow-capped mountains hit Yin Zhong's frosty eyelashes, he suddenly opened his eyes!

The passage of time in the illusion seems to become chaotic and irregular.

Yin Zhong didn't know how many deaths he had spent in the illusion, that was a crazy enough number.

The protection of the body made his memory become trance.

But even those vague and trivial fragments were enough to make him feel the pain from the depths of his soul!

Yes, the pain of being crushed again and again!

Under this extraordinary pain, Yin Zhong's progress can be described as rapid.

Of course, in the absence of a conventional comparison unit, Yin Zhong doesn't know whether his speed is fast or slow.

But what he is certain is: he is not so willing to accept the next inheritance.

Even if that kind of inherited skill is really powerful...

Countless battles with Yi Qiu cast a phantom that turned into consciousness, making Yin Zhong's nerves extremely sensitive.

After all, any negligence is fatal when fighting a unit that is quick and fierce.

Yin Zhong didn't understand this truth at first, but the pain of death is indeed the best teacher...

So when Yi Qiu's ordinary-looking body appeared in Yin Zhong's field of vision, he subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

Before the consciousness has reacted, he slides on his feet to try to dodge.

Then, thousands of times used to sweep the army, and then the memory of failure and being hammered shines in the consciousness of the stubborn person!

Yin Zhong suddenly squeezed the scene in his hand, and subconsciously captured it in motion.

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When Yu Guang saw a pair of calm eyes exuding a faint golden light, Yin Zhong immediately struck a spirit!

Afterwards, the long sword with a certain kind of fierce attack drew a sharp long arc in the air.

The Sweep Thousand Army, which was originally intended to be used, was also dead.

Fuck, this seems to be true...

After smiling and putting away the long sword, and then standing aside with his head lowered, Yin Zhong suddenly heard Yi Qiu speak:

"As I used to say: I don't understand swordsmanship."

Yi Qiu looked at Yin Zhong, he really didn't know much about swordsmanship.

Even in the Cod Arena, he has encountered a large number of sword weapons users, he has not gained much experience from them.

After all, ordinary sword weapon users always seem too thin when facing him.

However, Yi Qiu has also encountered some sword weapon users who can have vague memories.

After echoing the other party's name for a while, Yi Qiu continued:

"But judging from the existence of sword weapons in the parts I contacted: it is not just training, it can be created."

"So, I will think of ways to provide you with opportunities to continue fighting."

"Which step your swordsmanship can go to, can only be up to you to make it by yourself..."

Yi Qiu looked at the long sword that Yin Zhong was holding tightly. There was already some trace of Yin Zhong's will on it.

Although faint, it still glows with a light that belongs to the will.

This represents the initial stage of the Juggernaut ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a symbol of transparent and sharp will appearing on the sword.

Of course, compared to the traditional sword saint, Yin Zhong's sword intent is lighter.

After all, the way of the swordsman he learned is an ancient sword way born out of the way of the infinite.

Yi Qiu nodded, at least in this respect, Yin Zhong has gone right.

Then, Yi Qiu pointed to the Crescent Warrior-Anna who was standing on the other side:

"But there are still things I can give you."

"In the world of will, oath has its own weight."

"Since you have taken the oath, then go and defeat her to prove your will."

Listening to Yi Qiu's words, Yin Zhong raised his head in a daze.

Then, he saw the same stunned Crescent Warrior-Anna...