Chapter 481

Monk almost crazy proposal, let Zichen eyebrow a frown, some move.

"Think about it. If we get all the tokens here, it will be more than one million. If we divide them equally, one person will be billions, close to 10 billion." The monk's eyes were full of light.

Close to 10 billion, this is a number full of temptation, Zichen had to heart.

Yuan Stone does not represent a simple number. It represents cultivation resources. The more yuan stones are, the richer the cultivation resources will be. Invisible, it can shorten the time of breakthrough.

After some deliberation, Zichen finally nodded and agreed with the monk's crazy proposal. They offended a lot of forces by attacking other token holders. Once you go out from here, the Dan yuan that pursues and kills must exceed 100.

But there must be gains and losses. What's more, Zichen has never been less than the enemy all the way.

So they went out.

In the next two days, Zichen's token was snatched by the monk.

The number of tokens held by two people has reached six yuan. During this period, monks would also attack other people and rob them of their Yuanshi.

The monk rushed into the crowd with a knife, chopped hard, and then snatched the Yuan Stone from the ring. Everything went smoothly.

The two men, in the course of repeated looting, also earned enough hatred and became public enemies. Now, wherever you go, there will be shouts and shouts.

"Monk bald lad, you are insulting our intelligence. We are not finished with you."

"You're not going to die well, you're bald."

"When you fall into our hands, we will torture you to death, and then tear you apart."

In the small world, the forces who have been robbed of Yuan Stone and token are almost mad. Many of them have reached the level of hysteria.

The monk with a knife is a different kind, which can be recognized by others at a glance. The monk pretended to be smart and covered himself with a black face. However, his shining head and gold glittered, and he did not hide his anger. When others jumped, he also attracted more hatred.

And in the eyes of the public, the monk's behavior is a serious insult to their IQ.

It can be said that in this small world, Zichen has completely become a foil, and the monk is the real protagonist and main force. Every time, he is the first to rush up, and then he slashes his opponent with the fastest speed.

This is a completely different kind of monk. He used to pretend occasionally. But when he came to the small world, he revealed his nature and made no secret of it. His behavior was more professional than that of a real robber.

By the time the seventh token arrived, the two were already enemies in the small world.

"Find them, kill them!"

"Kill, kill them both, especially monk bald ladle. If you catch him, you must torture him to death!"

In the whole small world, no matter big or small forces, they all gnash their teeth at Zichen and the monk. Every moment of every day, we can hear a voice of fury and curse. Many forces spontaneously formed one alliance after another, and began to pursue and kill them.

One of them, the bald lad League, hated the monks to the bone. It was led by a big force with 780 Yukong members.

"Young master, there is the latest news. Bald lad has robbed another force thousands of miles away." A Yukong flew over from a distance.

"Damn it, go and cut them off." The leader of the bald ladybird League had a cold eye and a gloomy expression. He is a big force who has been robbed of the quota token. He is extremely unwilling in his heart and has been trying to get back the token.

Dozens of Yukong, vast, toward thousands of miles away.

"Ha ha, hand over the quota token. I'll spare you." Ten thousand miles away, a man with a black face, a long knife and a shining head was laughing wildly. And in front of them is the team of ten who have just been overturned.

They clenched their teeth and looked at the monk with resentment in their eyes. "Monk bald ladle, if you have the ability, you can kill us."

"Why, you can recognize it even if you are covered?" The monk was startled and almost angry people vomited blood.

One by one thought, you are deliberately irritating, as long as you are not blind, can recognize.

"Hand over the quota token or die!" The monk opened his mouth again, his voice became cold, and the light of the long knife in his hand flashed. He looked like a robber.

"No token." One of them was biting his teeth.

"What a bunch of idiots. They don't even have a token. Then hand over the ring." The monk was angry.

Zichen is smiling to see all this beside, have no the meaning of hand. And you don't have to do it at all. Here, monks can handle everything.

"Monk bald lad, die for me."

Not waiting for the other party to hand over the ring, there was a blast from the horizon, and the voice of the earth shaking was like rolling thunder.

After that, there was a dark shadow in the sky, close to a hundred Yukong, each of which was the later period of Yukong. Their whole body's breath surges, the sky kills the intention, scatters the cloud all over the sky, flies towards this side rapidly.

"Monk bald lad, today is your death date!""Today we're going to chop you up and feed the dog!"

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the voice of cold and resentment sounded, and angry eyes fell on the monk. He was eager to eat his meat, drink his blood and gnaw his bones. Among them, the leaders of the big forces are even more flaming in their eyes, and they want to burn the monks alive.

The monk narrowed his eyes and looked at the crowd, close to the hundred Yukong, and did not let him fear. His expression was still calm, but soon his face showed disappointment. Because he found that these people were robbed by him and had no value.

"Monk, our reinforcements are coming. Don't you run?" Next to the leader of the ten people team.

"Run? They should be the ones who run. Give me the ring. " The monk swept at each other coldly.

"You..." the other side's face changed.

"Peng!" At this point, the monk decided to take the ring and hit the other party directly. After that, he turned into a golden light, knocked out the other nine people again, and took all the ring.

Its speed is so fast that it makes people smack their tongue.

"Monk, stop it."

"Stop it, dead bald ladybug. In front of us, I dare to rob you. I will kill you today."

The roar of the sky rang out, and many strong men came one after another. After that, they rushed to the monk like a swarm. At the same time, there is also a large joint attack array to cut the monks.

In the face of dozens of Yukong, Zichen no longer plays, but turns into a golden light and rushes up. The spear in his hand is like a dragon, and the gun man is constantly flashing.

Holding a long knife, the monk also rushed to the crowd. After that, there was a howl, and a series of figures fell from the sky.

"Boom

Under the joint attack of Zichen and the monk, they were broken in an instant, causing a cry of surprise. Later, the cry turned into a tragic cry. The sky is full of blood and flowers flying, and a bit of Royal Air falls to the ground.

Before and after less than a quarter of an hour, there are only two figures of monk and Zichen in the sky. And on the ground, lying in a row, many Yukong, some have fainted, some are howling, the voice is bleak.

The howling crowd, the expression of resentment and fear, two people's combat power is too strong, completely swept them. This made them seriously doubt whether they were evil spirits secretly cultivated by a big force.

"A bunch of poor people, please come to me next time you have wealth." The monk turned his lips in disdain, then flew towards the distance, and continued to look for the next target, leaving a crowd of shame, anger and fear of the imperial air.

Yu Kong, who was close to 100, was swept away by the monks, causing a great disturbance. All the forces in the small world knew the powerful strength of the monk and Zichen, and they were extremely afraid after being shocked.

Moreover, those forces that have not been robbed are also worried, because the monk once said that he would take all the quota tokens.

So in the invisible, all the friars moved closer to one, forming a real super league.

All the big and small forces that came to the small world gathered together, led by Luo, Ning, Lu and several other big forces, they pursued Zichen and the monk.

This is all the people who are still alive in the small world. The number of Yukong is over 1000, which is the later period of Yukong. There are so many strong men, only in chaotic places, and their fighting power can sweep the barbarians.

This time, in order to kill the feasibility, the big forces no longer hide their secrets, decisively and magnanimously told everyone the art of joint attack, and after a short period of practice, the power is very strong.

It is composed of hundreds of people. It is very powerful. If the strong Danyuan is trapped, it can be killed by one blow.

"Send out the news and bring them here." Big power leader, said coldly.

It was time to see the opening of the small world, but Zichen and the monk couldn't find any other monks. They didn't get anything for two days, which made them angry.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, a thunderous roar of beasts rang through the whole forest, and a strong sound wave came from afar. After this sound wave, there are all kinds of animals fleeing in panic, as well as startled birds flying in the air.

"This is..." Zichen and the monk's face changed, after a look at each other, are blurted out, "a big demon."

The big demon is equivalent to Danyuan among human beings, and its strength is much stronger than that of human beings in the same level. It can be seen from the powerful wolf leader alone.

"Here is a small world, the realm is suppressed in the imperial sky, how can there be a big demon of Dan yuan?"

After exclamation, the monk's puzzled voice sounded.

"Perhaps the repressive state of the small world is only useful to us, but useless to the local monsters."

Zichen explained that when he was in lingwuzong, he had encountered similar things.

"Danyuan demon, is it possible that the last quota token is in the opponent's body?" The monk spoke again.

Zichen slightly a Zheng, if have thought. A moment later, it was concluded that the token was most likely in the opponent's body.

"Let's go and kill the Danyuan demon." In his eyes, the monk seemed to see a quota token worth 200000 yuan.Purple Chen nods, when two people plan to go forward, it is to discover the trace of a team. There were twenty people, and it was a strange team.

The other side seems to have seen them too. As soon as his face changed, he turned his head and left.

"Grab them first. They must have a token." The monk became very excited and ran after him with a long knife.

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