Qin Yan roared, and the powerful shock ripples immediately dispersed the black mist. He stared at the "Jade Hanyan" in front of him, a cruel smile appeared on Qingjun's face, and the hand that pierced the woman's chest retracted a few inches, swirled around in her body a few times, and then pulled it violently, and actually pulled out a bloody heart!

Yu Hanyan let out a miserable scream, and his life was cut off, and he fell down the mountain path and rolled down the steep slope.

Qin Yan didn't look at her corpse, took his heart to his eyes, and clenched his five fingers fiercely, only to hear a popping sound, like the sound of a water bag breaking, and fresh blood burst out, spilling all over his face.

He threw away the residue of his heart, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood flowing from his lips, looking at the familiar faces in front of him, such as "Lin Muyao", "Mu Chengxue", "Wei Fei", "Gong Yunsleeve", etc., the muscles on his face twitched, and his mouth let out an almost crazy laugh.

When I was practicing the sword, I was struggling, and in the face of Yu Hanyan's illusion, I was able to do it. Now with the help of the Phantom Array, Young Master Ben has not had time to hesitate, and he has already been forced to prove his determination......

Well, that's great!

Haha, if a ruthless and desperate person like Young Master Ben can't succeed in preaching, then the sky is really eyeless!

Since even Yu Hanyan has been killed, then the eldest lady in front of me, Miss Mu, can she still make me soft?

"Hahahaha, it's happy! It's really happy!" Qin Yan laughed and threw himself into the crowd, like a demon crawling out of hell, his palm turned into a life-threatening blade, and he slashed out a large rain of blood, turning several people who were screaming in panic into pieces of flesh and blood.

In my heart, it seems that something has been lost, and at the same time, it seems that some kind of prohibition has been lifted, it is the mouth of the terrifying abyss, the source of evil, even if it is just a little ethereal taste, it is enough to suffocate.

Qin Yan stood among the fragments of flesh and blood, staring blankly at his blood-stained hands, unable to recover from the terrifying dream in front of him for a long time.

It turns out that the most terrible hallucination is not the emptiness of life and death, but the panic and despair after tearing your heart with your own hands and licking your blood.

If I had done this a few more times, without the intervention of the enemy, I would have gone into madness......

Just as Qin Yan was stunned, the scene around him suddenly began to collapse, the earth rumbled and trembled, the mountains broke apart, huge rocks rolled down, and a dragon-like yellow-brown smoke swept over him, enveloping him in it. In the smoke, it seemed that countless hands grabbed his body and limbs, and they were about to tear him apart, and they wrapped him around him and fell straight down, as if he were going to fall into the dark abyss.

Qin Yan's mind had just been greatly shocked, and after a while, he was brought back to his senses by the great pain coming from his body, seeing the nightmarish scene around him, his heart was full of anger, and he was covered in golden light, and he opened his mouth and roared: "Get out-"

The powerful power of the blood immediately dispersed the thick smoke, and thousands of golden lights burst out, shaking the surrounding space like water waves. Seeing this scene, Qin Yan worked harder to release his strength, the majestic blood and qi converged into a huge golden lotus flower more than a foot high, and thousands of petals bloomed with his surging heart, each petal contained the power of subduing demons and relieving misfortune, and the light flame was constructed into a seven-story floating tower, and he saw that this space could no longer contain such a strong force, and several spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the void, and in a crisp sound like broken glass, they were broken by Qin Yansheng.

Like a painting being torn to pieces, a myriad of dazzling colors pour in from all directions, quickly building into another scene.

This is a very wide square, sixty-three altars are distributed around in a mysterious formation, and in front of it stands a huge statue of an unknown god several feet high, and a figure wearing a red robe stands on the palm held up by the god, with a high crown of ancient clothes, long sleeves fluttering, carrying the ancient and desolate breath of the god, the whole body is like bathed in flames, which makes people want to worship directly.

At the edge of the square, many translucent figures were bowing to the statue, and they chanted in unison, using extremely ancient incantations, and the ethereal tone spread out like light smoke, becoming louder and louder, as if singing in Qin Yan's ears. The stars in the sky flickered, casting a layer of glow on the statue, and the scenery in the square gradually became hazy and unreal, like a reflection in the water, and there were ripples in the air, swinging through everyone's hearts, as if the call from ancient times, he wanted to hook out Qin Yan's soul.

Under this invisible shock, Qin Yan finally couldn't hold back his injuries, his body shook, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Since his fifth blood, he has a very precise and strict grasp of his own blood, even if he suffers trauma, there will be no congestion, and now he is forced to vomit blood, which is really the first time. Just because his soul had just suffered a major blow, and under the impetuousness of his heart, he hurriedly mobilized all over his body to forcibly tear open the illusion space, and before he could recover in one breath, he was attacked by this nameless idol with a divine power that he didn't understand at all, and for a while he felt that his heart and blood were out of control, so that he was seriously injured and vomited blood.

He took a deep breath, waved his right hand downward, palms facing the ground, and opened his five fingers, and saw a cracking sound coming from the ground, and a long stone slab suddenly bulged, and the gravel kept falling off halfway, and when it jumped into Qin Yan's hand, it had formed the shape of a sword.

He raised his head and stared at the red-robed Taoist in the palm of the idol, just as the Taoist was also looking at him. The eyes of the two intertwined, and after a moment of silence, the Daoist spoke: "This Daoist, you are the fastest one to break through the 'Bliss Realm' among all the people that the Poor Dao has ever seen!

Qin Yan's pupils shrank, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "I don't know the name of Yougao, could it be that Daoyou is the main person of this big array?"

The Taoist made a gesture and said: "Poor Dao is the spirit generated by the flame aura here, who has cultivated for a hundred years, and calls himself 'Equatorian Man', and is willing to form a good relationship with Taoist friends, but I don't know what to call friends?"

Let me kill the dearest and most loved person with my own hands, and come to have a good relationship with me!

The corners of Qin Yan's mouth widened, and he said with a smile: "My name is Dugu Sheng, and meeting Daoyou today is really a rare happy event in three lives......

The equatorian said happily: "Dugu Daoyou, has this agreed?"

Qin Yan raised his wrist, stepped out a few zhang distance, and said in his mouth: "The leader of the six yangs of my Taoist friend is destined for me, why don't you borrow me to help me achieve good things, and it is also a merit-" The last word shouted, and the other person was already under the statue of the god, and the long sword in his hand glowed with cold light, shooting towards the equatorian people in mid-air like the moon and the sun.