Chen Fan was silent, although he was a peerless general in the illusion, but he was too merciful, he did not kill prisoners of war, but let them go again and again, and lost his military heart.

"Good is not financial management, mercy is not in charge of the army...... I, am I a general? I am, I am not ......" Chen Fan was dragged to the execution platform by the soldiers, ready to be beheaded.

In the murmur, I always feel as if I have forgotten something, I want to remember, but I can't.

"Since I am a general, why don't I kill? If not, why am I a general......" Chen Fan asked himself in his heart, and the executioner walked up to the execution platform and raised his big knife.

At the moment of falling, Chen Fan woke up in the illusion. At this moment, everything froze, and after a snap, it began to gradually shatter, and finally Chen Fan came to his senses and looked at the road under his feet in contemplation.

"It took three weeks this time, and I think it will be faster and harder to wake up......

"If you want to kill the decisive heart, then why should I be afraid!"

After bowing his head for a long time, Chen Fan raised his head and continued to walk forward with a determined gaze.

One step out, illusion in!

This time, he is a soldier in the illusion, a soldier who is fearless and absolutely submissive to the general.

Chen Fan looked coldly at the black and oppressive enemy army in front of him, even if the number of people on the opposite side was twice as large as his own, he did not have any fear.

After the drums of war rang out in the sky, the enemy attacked in full force and launched an assault on them. The general on Chen Fan's side said a few words sensationally, which inspired the morale of the army and led the team to rush towards the enemy.

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing on the battlefield were monstrous, and Chen Fan held a spear in his hand and rushed towards the enemy. I don't know why Chen Fan doesn't feel a trace of tiredness, at this moment he seems to be a puppet who doesn't know how to be tired and has no emotion.

Chen Fan looked indifferently at the many enemies in front of him, under the killing, there were already dozens of corpses around him, and stumps and blood were sprinkled all over the ground.

Every time he finished killing, more enemies would go towards Chen Fan, and in this endless killing, Chen Fan gradually lost himself, and his eyes had a slight scarlet color.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the war gradually reached its climax, with shouts of killing, blood flowing all over the ground, and stumps and broken weapons could be seen everywhere.

An hour later, Chen Fan's side began to be defeated, and there was obviously a rout, Chen Fan already had no less than a hundred corpses around him, some of the enemy and some of his own!

Three hours later, Chen Fan's side was killed and wounded, and the generals were captured. Chen Fan has killed more than 500 people, he has become stronger silently in this war, like a killing god, killing the enemy everyone timidly, and no one dares to fight with him in the end.

After being scorched, the enemy brought out the captured general and threatened Chen Fan with his life. Under the persuasion of this general who was greedy for life and afraid of death, Chen Fan's expression gradually recovered from the killing, and he looked at everything in front of him with some blankness.

"If you refuse to surrender, I will kill your great general!" the enemy general glared at Chen Fan and said with a fierce face.

"Kill, do I dare...... Since it's an illusion, since I'm going to become a demon cultivator, then just kill the sky and the earth, ambush millions of corpses, and blood flow!" Chen Fan muttered blankly, and at the same time, the enemy general saw that Chen Fan had no intention of surrendering, so he waved his sword and wiped the surrendered general.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, lifted the spear of the enemy soldier, held the spear and continued to kill the enemy. His face became indifferent again, and streams of scarlet slowly gathered around Chen Fan's body, forming a coercion!

After a few hours, Chen Fan had killed all the enemies, finally breaking the illusion and waking up.

But this time, the time to wake up is even faster, a little more than two weeks!

Then Chen Fan entered the illusion again, entered again and again, woke up again and again, and the time to fall into the illusion became shorter and shorter. It took two months, and when I woke up again, I had already gone through twenty-nine layers of illusions!

Chen Fan took another step forward, but there was no illusion, Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and continued to take a step forward.

"Congratulations, you have proven yourself, the old man will accept you as an apprentice, this is "Soul Refining Skill", the magic skill that can quickly increase cultivation, the only thing is that you can't kill too many people, otherwise you will completely enter the demon, but there is only one complete demon, and there will be no side effects after one time!"

After the voice of the vicissitudes of life came, a bright light hit Chen Fan and rushed into his mind.

In my mind, there was a little light, and when I looked closely, I found that it was "Soul Refining Gong"!

Chen's face did not change, if he hadn't experienced so many illusions, maybe he would be happy, but now, he just looked ahead with cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile that was not easy to see.

"Is this last illusion just to keep me silent in it?" Chen Fan shouted and took a step forward.

After one step fell, only to hear a scratching sound, Chen Fan opened his eyes and saw that he was on the thirtieth step, and only then did he take a step forward and walked through the thirty illusions.

Then, the surrounding demonic qi gathered in front of Chen Fan, forming a majestic old man.

Although this old man was dressed in blood-red clothes, his complexion was not bloody, and his face was very kind. The old man looked at Chen Fan appreciatively.

"The old man is stupid, he is the master of this Demon Pavilion, you have passed the thirty illusions, and these thirty illusions don't seem to be much, and they are very simple. ”

"But different people have different endings, and every illusion asks you deep in your heart, and I'm glad that you are the second person who is qualified to receive my inheritance in the past three thousand years. ”

"However, once you become a demon cultivator, you can't become an immortal, I'll ask you one last time, have you thought about it?"

Chen Fan was silent, turned around and glanced at the Thirty Illusions behind him. In a trance, it seemed that he saw the door of the Demon Pavilion after the thirty illusions, and saw Li Yuqing who looked a little anxious behind the door!

"I thought about it, since I can't do spiritual cultivation, I'll do demon cultivation, I don't want to be bullied. Chen Fan said in a deep voice, looking at the idiot with resolute eyes.

Idiot Daozi nodded approvingly, pointed at Chen Fan, and a bright light rushed into Chen Fan's mind, this bright light was the "Soul Refining Gong" in the Thirty Illusions!

"This is the old man's practice, the cultivation of this skill should be based on the soul, this skill has no end! But don't kill too many people, otherwise you will completely fall into the demon, but fortunately, it is only a week to completely enter the demon, and only once. ”

"You are the second disciple of the old man, you can enter and exit the Demon Pavilion at will in the future, this token is the pass card of this place! If you have any doubts about cultivation, you can come and ask." Idiot Daozi threw a jade pendant and said with a smile.

"The disciple understands, but ...... Is this function cultivated with the soul of a demon beast?" Chen Fan bent down and hesitated.

"Those who have life have souls, and demon beasts can naturally do it too, by the way, as your master, this storage bag is for you, and there is a little spirit stone and elixir in it, which is enough for you to cultivate. After saying that, he threw a storage bag that seemed to be expensive to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan thanked him and walked out of the Demon Pavilion slowly, and as soon as he got out of the Demon Pavilion, he saw Li Yuqing sitting at the door of the Demon Pavilion, looking at Chen Fan with an anxious face.

"Why did it take you so long to come out?" asked Li Yuqing.

"I've been in the fantasy world for a long time, and I've had Senior Sister Lao for more than two months. Chen Fan trembled, and Li Yuqing, who was violent, was a little scared.

"More than two months? You broke your brain in the Magic Pavilion, and it was only time for you to go in for three sticks of incense! People all came out before one stick of incense arrived, so you grinded and chirped, and three sticks of incense came out. Li Yuqing looked at Chen Fan dissatisfied, with a faint threat in his eyes.