The Bald Monk in the City

"It seems that he has woken up..."

The God of the Crescent Moon touched the bright moonlight before him, which was the intersection of coldness and loneliness.

For her, Yi Qiu's so-called retreat is actually not much different from deep sleep.

She naturally understands the meaning of practice, but she doesn't think it is a meaningful vocabulary for many creatures.

After the wings are bound by the inherent order like an iron chain, no matter how strong the body is, it cannot make it fly.

Only by breaking the rotten chains can everything be truly liberated!

And when she communicated with Yi Qiu, she knew that the time was ripe...

For this opportunity, she has been waiting for a long time.

A hundred years is not a long time for the gods.

But in the war entangled with the gods, it means all possibilities.

In the hundred years that have passed, more than a dozen deities have fallen from this plane.

This number is more than the total number of deities who have passed away in the past epoch.

In fact, more often, it is difficult to decide the outcome of the battle between the gods.

Because of the relevant rules of divinity, it is difficult to eliminate the deity.

Only after reaching the turbulent year of the dusk of the gods did some subtle changes in the power of the gods.

That is the inevitable rebound after the plane reaches a certain key node.

It needs to shrink its limited power to face the upcoming destiny.

And this change means that the death of the deity has become more commonplace.

For the God of the Crescent Moon, that is not worth fearing.

What she planned was not just a certain or some hostile deity.

What she represents is the possibility of another world...

For the God of the Crescent Moon and the allies behind her, the order of the world is now decayed and degraded.

In the eyes of these gods, this is the main reason why the gods' dusk opens.

Of course, for the opponents of the New Moon Gods Alliance.

They believe that the twilight of the gods is an ominous disaster caused by the **** of the new moon trying to overthrow the existing stable order.

Conflicts of interest may be reconciled, but conflicts of ideas are destined to require a **** war!

"It's time to kick off the real prelude!"

The God of Crescent Moon held the moonlight, and her eyes were filled with indescribable coldness.

At dusk of the gods, naturally shouldn't be such a gentle contest.

What it represents should be the final madness that determines the fate of the plane...

"Woo..."

In the sky, there was a bleak horn sound.

With a certain **** cruelty, it signaled the coming era of chaos!

"Let the world witness all this!"

"We should have a better future..."

Listening to the noise and anxiety of the mortals in the material world, the **** of the new moon calmly said...

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The world is falling...

Or maybe it's burning?

Dasa Dam didn't know, it just felt a little boring.

At this moment, the void energy in its body allows it to get rid of the extremely short life of the goblin for intelligent life.

But this did not make Dasa Dam feel so satisfied.

If it was just for this, it used to be able to do it...

Driven by those Void Lords, it's not such a bad job.

At least, in Dasa Dam’s understanding...

In Dasa-Dam’s view, the Void Lords clearly marked the price and paid for each transaction.

And the betrayal after the transaction is so swift and without procrastination...

Of course, Dasa Dam gave them enough in return...

But now Dasa Dam's target is no longer those Void Lords.

Although they are so powerful for Dasa Dam.

But for the existence it is new to follow, they are small and fragile...

In the darkness, something seemed to be burning silently.

And the feedback in Dasa Dam’s eyes is a burning world...

It does not appreciate the beauty of destruction, it is just happy to see the world fall...

That is a kind of beauty full of strangeness, it is fascinating and sinking.

In a sense, Tasa-Dham is not a kind existence.

Or to define it more precisely, it is a pure evil camp in most worlds.

But its evil is not only aimed at the interests and demands of flesh and blood.

What it longs for is a more magnificent destruction...

"hiss……"

Dasa Dam stretched out a hand from the darkness, and the dark purple void energy flickered between its fingers.

And in the dark cave, its face became a bit trance in the interweaving of purple and orange...

Although it is at this moment, it can have a more comfortable and bright residence.

But more often, it still likes this simple and deep cave.

Perhaps it was caused by the blood of the goblin in it.

It does not reject the goblin blood in its body, as long as it does not interfere with the things it is chasing...

Dassa-Dam squinted his eyes, and he took out a smoking gun from a dark corner~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He didn't like the bitter taste so much, but it was better than the sweet taste.

This more boring taste can make it a little more satisfying...

With the flickering firelight in the darkness, dense smoke lingered in the darkness.

Perhaps because of the gradual scarcity of oxygen, it began to produce some hallucinations.

Or is it memories?

Dasa Dam's eyes were filled with those distorted and stunned faces.

The pleasure of slaying the gods is so intense and exciting...

At least, for many mortals, that is unimaginable.

Perhaps many people feel that one time in a complete life is enough to be proud of.

Dasa Dam didn't think so, it was indeed proud of it.

But it never gets complacent about it, it never places its own life in the eyes of those other lives.

What it cares about, what it realizes, is just the kind of nothingness that is like revenge and repayment...

It hates the gods so much because their betrayal is more cruel and ruthless.

Compared with the Void Lords, Dasa Dam's revenge is based on the gods.

Time will precipitate this intense emotion, and venting will make the next burning even more hot...

Dasa Dam was waiting quietly, in this darkness, in this deep hole...

Suddenly, Dasa Dam stopped.

Its hands trembled, but there was a certain cold light in its eyes.

Perhaps what is revealed in its eyes at this moment is the color of excitement and certain excitement.

But more, it is full of cold silence...

Because it knows that a new burning journey is about to begin...

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