"Li Zhi!"

In the illusion, Zhang Yilong couldn't help but exclaim, directly revealing the location where he was hiding. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Li Zhi didn't need him to show his flaws, in his eyes, this illusion could not be called a killing realm, let alone a dilemma, Li Zhi could completely ignore it.

When the mist slowly lifts.

When the people who watched from a distance tried to see who was dead, they saw that there was an additional corpse on the stone plaque - that is, the corpse of Zhang Yilong, who had just released the illusion.

He was also hung from it, with no signs of life, and blood was still flowing from his chest, apparently stabbed to death, and in his own vision.

Shouldn't I be the master of my illusion? Why did Zhang Silong die in his own illusion?

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes turned to the young man.

The ways to kill people in the illusion realm are indeed diverse, but this way of dying mostly appears in the duel of the illusionist realm, and also appears in the battle where the hunter sneaks up on the illusion master. There are very few people who release their illusions but are stabbed to death in their own illusions.

"Who is this man, so strong and so daring?" the person who watched from afar fell into the memory, searching in his mind for an impression that echoed the man in front of him. But I can't figure it out.

Ever since Qingcang's people had been singing all the way to suppress the Demon Tower, no one had dared to provoke Qingcang so head-on.

As they pondered, the guards had no courage to take a step forward, and they all stepped back. However, after taking a few steps back, it stopped because of a voice in the crowd.

"We can't go back!"

Backwards are death, and moving forward is death, but the way of dying is different, and they are caught in a dilemma.

After all, their fear of Li Zhi was not as great as that of the Qingcang system.

When they were about to release the illusion, Li Zhi made a move, starting from the Eagle Monument, Li Zhi's white eyes swept over, and he couldn't stand for thirty breaths and fell to the ground, and when he died, it was very simple, and he bled to death.

100 people!

Forehead......

The illusion masters in the crowd, even the characters with heads and faces, couldn't help but exclaim.

Killing a hundred people with white eyes, this method seems to be too much.

Isn't the white eye a magician's trick, and how can it be possible to pull a hundred people into the killing realm at the same time?

With all kinds of suspicion, they watched as Li Zhi dragged the corpses one by one under the stone gate, tied them up with the end of the rope, and strung them together like morning beads. Then one by one they rose up and hung on top of the stone plaque.

Originally, some people were still thinking about why a long iron rod was inserted, but then they finally understood.

That's to hang more corpses.

When most of the corpses of the hundred people had been hung on the stone plaques, Qingcang's reinforcements had still not arrived, and Li Zhi had already left the crowd leisurely. No one dared to stop it, and no one dared not give way, and the faint momentum made many people frightened.

After Li Zhi left, none of the hundreds of onlookers dared to step forward, lest the people of Qingcang would harm the pond fish in order to vent their hatred.

The corpse is hanging on the plaque, if you ask Li Zhi why he did this, it is actually very simple, the death of these hundred people is the beginning. If someone says he loves to kill, then he loves to kill, and if someone accuses him, then blame, but this world seems to have never been right or wrong.

There is no justice, only the victorious evil is justice.

I've been here for a long time, and Li Zhi already understands this truth. If you had simply ordered yourself and fought directly with Qing Cangda, there would have been no death of the chess soul and a broken leg.

After all, there was nothing to force him before, but now there is a ......

If he does this, it will have a butterfly effect, and one act will cause many things to happen, but since he has done it, he will not be afraid of what will happen in the future, grandmaster, and the battle is enough. Just take a look at who is stronger in the early stage of the illusion master transformation realm and the grandmaster.

As if swaggering through the city, Li Zhi hired a carriage and headed in the opposite direction from the magic tower.

Do "good deeds" without leaving a name!

This is what Uncle Guo always says for Uncle Yu, and Li Zhi remembers it very clearly.

When he was slowly going deeper into the Qingcang Land Realm in the carriage, Li Zhi felt that someone was catching up, but he quickly passed by his carriage again. Maybe those Qingcang's eyes, the pursuers didn't think that Li Zhi would sit in this carriage.

Li Zhi successfully played a hand under the light.

The most important thing is that the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, outside of the Grandmaster, as long as he wants to hide his spiritual fluctuations, it is too simple.

After taking a turn in the Qingcang Realm, Li Zhi took a shower directly in a tavern and changed his clothes. An ordinary young man walked on the realm of Qingcang like this, his face remained the same, except for a pair of sexy mustaches.

Unfortunately, Li Zhi came to the door of the largest trading house under Qing Cang.

Although there were no guards at the door, there were illusion masters sitting on either side, and they seemed to be more useful than guards.

The waitresses were guiding the guests, and when Li Yi entered the door, a waitress greeted him. The woman who greeted her was dressed very brightly, giving people a charming posture, but the fragrance on her body was just right, and it didn't give her a feeling of coquettishness.

It's this feeling that keeps many guests coming back.

The waitress asked, "My lord, I wonder what you want to buy?"

Li Zhi smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but say, "Girl, the perfume you use is really fragrant." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether the other party understood or not, he took the waitress here directly.

Walking and walking, the waitress saw that Li Zhiguang didn't buy it, and she had no intention of following him to carry out a series of sales.

Just as she was about to leave, Li Zhi asked, "May I ask if Master Liluo is here?" I want to ask him to customize a black wood magic weapon, gold coins are not a problem, as long as Master Liluo can help me with how many gold coins." ”

The waitress didn't answer Li Zhi immediately, pretending to be thinking.

Li Zhi directly took out a gold coin and handed it over, and the waitress explained to Li Zhi enthusiastically with a smile, "Master Liluo is at the top of the firm, and he should end the manufacture of black wood magic weapons at this time." Every morning and afternoon, Master Liluo will make a lot of black wood magic weapons for sale, and it is somewhat difficult to find Master Liluo to customize black wood magic weapons, why don't I take you to the best black wood magic weapon cabinet to see, there may be something you want. ”

Sure enough, it's better to give money to do things, it's the same everywhere.

The waitress said so much in a row, and it didn't be of much use to Li Zhi, but he did know the most important point, Master Liluo lived on the top floor of this place. But I just don't know how many people protect him.

The death of the chess soul, the broken leg of the leaving, Qing Cang targeted the master of the black wood magic weapon twice, and Li Zhi prepared to come once.

Leave the spirit, he will kill today!