"Huh~ This is done, but this is not the master of the illusion." Ziyin shook his head, although it was easy to solve, but Ziyin was able to solve it mainly because the ability of time was too BUG. Unlike the ignorance of instruments, the level of understanding of time as an ability consonant is definitely higher than that of instruments.

And Bai Yin is completely different from other instruments, Bai Yin appears in front of Ziyin in human form, Ziyin can basically come from Bai Yin's mouth, and there are exercises in the Broken Army Palace, so the understanding of Bai Yin is still very high, if it is not for the time and creation of two abilities to be used, it is necessary to leave the equipment there to protect μ\'s, and it is completely impossible to kill this cadre who has mastered time by relying on Liuli alone.

"You two are okay, you shouldn't be hurt if you have Liuli here." The glass gradually disappeared behind Zhixian and Xingluo, the golden right eye turned scarlet again, and the time rune in his hand gradually became transparent.

"There's nothing yet, the one just now" Zhixian looked at the place where the female ghost disappeared, but his face was a little pale. It's just that people who have just experienced that kind of hell on earth and experienced this terrifying experience, no matter how calm they usually are, will feel scared.

"The monster of this Western-style pavilion is also one of the culprits responsible for this tragedy." Ziyin looked at the house that gradually turned back to normal, and her face gradually became normal, that place just now was really too hot.

"One, then there's another?" Zhixian barely calmed down and looked at Shangziyin again. "That's right, there's another one, this female ghost's ability is space, not illusion, so to speak. There is also a monster that changes the illusion of this house. ”

Ziyin shook her head, after all, this female ghost couldn't change the illusion of the room. And to make a simple inference based on the story about the painter and his wife.

"By the way, I'd better send you out, this place is too dangerous, after all, I already know what is going on, after all, I have to solve this place as quickly as possible. If we continue to explore with you. I'm afraid" Ziyin shook his head, I'm afraid that the time to leave will be advanced, and if you continue to explore carefully, then it will be too slow.

Ziyin didn't want this world to become a hell on earth, so she had to leave this place early.

"Chion, come back!" A purple frame appeared in front of Ziyin, and the purple frame gradually shattered, and a unicorn appeared in front of Ziyin. Ziyin took the two of them out of this hellish place while keeping them safe before I came out.

Chine raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. The lilac eyes revealed Ziyin's face, and a mature and intellectual woman came out.

"I see." Qianyin nodded, and one by one the wind picked up Zhixian and Xingluo and moved them to his back. "Chiyin? Have they arrived at the Broken Army Palace? Ziyin turned her back to Qianyin and looked at the other side of the wall.

"The princess has already gone to the Broken Army Palace."

"Well, come back! White tones. Ziyin stretched out his hand, and the white frame gradually popped out, and a white knife appeared on Ziyin's hand. The sword was pulled out of its scabbard, and the aura of destruction gradually appeared on the blade.

"Deprivation." He lightly tapped the snow-white blade. The wall in front of Ziyin completely disappeared in place. This time, what covered the sword was no longer a white flame representing the breath of life, but a black flame representing the breath of destruction.

In one hand, he holds a snow-white sword. The other was holding a snow-white scabbard. Gently crossed the two knives, but the original wall was directly cut and exploded like paper paste. Ziyin's pace grew faster and faster, and all the walls in front of her were streaked across with a destructive white tone.

All the walls directly followed Ziyin's blade swing, and all of them shattered, and the walls were completely unable to stop Dao Ziyin's footsteps.

Ziyin lightly tapped the scabbard in his hand, countless tree roots. He stomped lightly and slashed twice at the ceiling.

The ceiling above completely collapsed to the ground

"Found it." A weird smile gradually appeared on Ziyin's face, "Don't underestimate Bai Yin's ability." The portraits collapsed directly, but there was a person standing on top of the portrait, Ziyin looked at the person standing on the portrait.

The man was handsome and had a paintbrush in his hand all the time. The portrait of the man stepping on his feet, and the portraits under the man's feet are all the ugly-looking female ghost just now. No exceptions, all of them.

The man didn't pay attention to Ziyin, just glanced at Ziyin and turned to the side to continue the portrait in his hand.

As the man painted, he suddenly gritted his teeth and made a cross on the portrait, and in the next second, Ziyin's scarlet eyes gradually turned black. And in the field of vision of the consonants.

It's changed, that's right, it's changed, it's no longer the piles of portraits but countless ghosts, countless ghosts roaring in the direction of Ziyin at the same time. Ziyin closed her eyes, and her right eye gently opened away, but what she saw was not the black eyes.

The golden clock eyes replaced the eyes of Ziyin. But what Ziyin saw was not the handsome painter standing on top of all the portraits, but indeed a white bone blade. Or rather, the tip of the brush in the painter's hand.

The snow-white blade in his hand blocked the white bone blade. The scabbard held in the other hand swept directly through the part of the artist's stomach.

"Damn it!" Ziyin covered her left eye, which seemed to have been controlled by the man in front of her, and what she saw was basically an illusion. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, gently tore the handkerchief on his hand, and covered his left eye.

"It's been a long time, broken army." The man took a step back and held the bone blade in his hand, but a strange expression appeared on his face, which could be described as both hideous and excited.

"Illusion" Ziyin gritted her teeth and looked at the man in front of her. "It's really worthy of breaking the army, it only took three seconds to break my illusion."

"No wonder my king cares so much about you." The man stared at Ziyin in front of him, but there was a hint of envy in his eyes, or should I say jealousy. "It's just that people like you can attract the attention of my king, but you can't disappoint me. Break the army! ”

The man raised the bone blade in his hand and pointed at Ziyin's cheek. (To be continued.) )