The Bald Monk in the City

The body of Order Titan keeps falling, and its body that has completely lost its vitality can no longer carry its will.

Yi Qiu stared at all this quietly, he didn't have any extra movements.

Like a dragon, as a member of a powerful race, the demise of the Titan of Order means some kind of tricky trouble.

Yi Qiu didn't know how many Order Titans existed in this plane system.

However, as far as the current situation is concerned, their relationship must have entered a stage of hostility.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, Yi Qiu and Order Titan had an irreconcilable contradiction.

Just like the druid who guards the jungle and the woodcutter who trusts the development of timber resources to change the status quo of life, there will always be some traces of blood...

Yi Qiu knew that as he continued to destroy the number of planes increased.

Enemies like Order Titan may not be rare.

After all, the plane he wants to destroy is far more than the sum of his previous destruction planes.

And this is bound to touch many existing interests and plans, and will also have a chain effect on a large number of planes.

Yi Qiu stared at the chaotic void in front of him, which was a distorted realm exuding ancient darkness.

At this moment, his will is not fluctuated by other things.

But this does not mean that he cannot feel the impact of those beings.

Although, it's not so obvious...

"You killed an Order Titan, and your relationship with the Order Titan camp has fallen to hostility!"

"You get the item: the driving core of Order Titan."

At this time, a new prompt message was refreshed on Yi Qiu's retina.

Yi Qiu ignored it, and moved his gaze to the deeper part of the chaotic void.

There, an evil plane blocked by Order Titan is waiting for him...

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"Failed?"

The voice of Anusagles looked a little dull, and there was a subtle emotion that was hard to tell.

It is not so willing to deal with the dangerous godslayer, but now it seems to have no choice.

For the first time it began to feel what it was like to be a ruler and ruler.

For the first time, I realized that as an upper-level, some kind of involuntary state.

But it will not run away. In its view, danger does not mean absolute judgment...

"No, it worked..."

Tarcres looked up at the dark void, knowing that it had touched a dangerous area.

However, it does not do much.

In fact, it just acts as a message transmitter...

For the knowledge of Order Titan, Tarcles discovered it in a very occasional situation.

After deeply understanding the relevant characteristics of Order Titan, Tarclas deeply remembered it in the depths of dark consciousness.

In its view, these stubborn guys are a sufficiently violent but sharp weapon.

It only takes some means, and they can be driven by it.

However, the price of dancing with the blade is always dangerous.

Tarcles had already made relevant preparations.

Stubbornness does not mean stupidity.

Order Titans, as ancient creations, can find trivial clues after all.

But at this moment, all trials that are not imminent are redundant.

It needs to madly move and drive all the power that can be used, so that it may have a chance to survive.

Tarcles had faintly smelled something uneasy, and it always felt that this storm would far exceed its expectations...

This is destined to be the history of this plane, a catastrophe that will be remembered forever...

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"You said you yearn for power?"

Ding Chu looked at Numu in front of him, his language seemed a little calm.

"Go to the cave over there and ask someone there for a special magical dish."

Ding Chu looked at Numu, then pointed towards it to the area where Xin'an was located:

"After eating, as long as the food effect is not dispelled, you are an extraordinary unit."

"Maybe it's not that powerful, but it's a truly extraordinary unit."

"You don't need any training, just eat a portion of food..."

"How about, are you interested?"

Ding Chu continued to play around in a bored manner, and Numu's answer did not interest him.

He has seen many people who have overcome great difficulties and dangers and climbed to the top of this mountain above the sky.

They have given many answers, and power is not a connotative vocabulary.

Because in most cases, people do not understand that what they desire is power itself, or an addition to power.

It is to look forward to people's expectations and admiration to fill the need for recognition of intelligent life under the social system;

Or it is to rely on strength to seek a better life and satisfy the desires that are flooded in the heart...

Ding Chu shook his head calmly, he didn't want to teach such a person.

Even if they seem firm, they still fail to understand their deep desire.

Such people can actually achieve something in strength.

But in the spiritual practice, they will have certain ups and downs.

Or, bring some unnecessary trouble...

Ding Ming, don't like trouble...

"No, I don't think that's why I came here..."

Numu took a sip of water~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and looked at Ding Chu and said.

The experience of lack of water in the process of climbing up before, made it suddenly have a new sense of this tasteless liquid.

Numu knew that he had to fight for it himself, because now Zong in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly lost the news...

Sure enough, the gods are untrustworthy!

Even the guy who lost the priesthood!

Numu murmured silently in his heart.

As a mixed race, its life is not too sad.

Of course, this is its personal feeling.

After all, it doesn't need to care about those converging eyes.

Someone once said that mixed races would become more sensitive, but Numu felt that it was just that they encountered more vulnerable individuals...

It watched on the lush mountains, but the starry sky was still far away.

In the half-wild bloodline, how can there be no desire to fight each other?

It's just that sometimes, cold death makes people more rational...

"Having for more, that will only lose more..."

Ding Chu squinted his eyes, but he still didn't feel surprised.

Just like those people before, they spend a lot of hard work to climb up, there will always be some unknowing ambitions.

Ding Chu is very patient, because this is a rare entertainment project on this mountain.

Of course, as for why he went down the mountain like Yin Zhongyi or Yuan Yinyin...

Ding Chu played with the butcher knife in his hand, which had accompanied him for a hundred years.

Even now, it is still as clean as new.

But besides that, what else under the mountain could leave his traces like this butcher knife?

Those who choose the era of exile will eventually be exiled by the era...

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