"Ahh

Qin Yan followed closely, and his body continued to grow. For a beginner, he will also be able to use such simple and crude methods. However, being simple and crude does not mean that there is no combat effectiveness.

I saw two giants standing opposite each other in the desert, their bodies growing rapidly, and finally even the desert turned into a small piece of light yellow sand, and the mountains and rivers were all looking down on the bottom of the eye, and the appearance of the entire continent was presented in front of me. Further up, the sky is round, the stars and heavenly rivers flow between the necks, the wind and clouds on the earth change, the sun and the moon alternate, everything becomes unreal, this is the scale of the illusion beyond the caster's ability to bear.

"This is your limit, do you still want to die and struggle?" Qin Yan said without waiting for the idol to answer, he twisted the other party's shoulder and threw it to the ground fiercely. Such a giant like the creator god would bring devastating disaster to the entire world if he fell. For a moment, the stars fell, the mountains collapsed, the rivers and seas broke off, and the continents cracked apart from the center until a black hole appeared in the sky, absorbing the whole world......

Qin Yan's mind froze, and he returned to the void in an instant, only to see a huge black hole appear at the end of his field of vision, rushing towards him violently.

When he was helpless, he still wanted to crush his opponent with a huge divine thought.

It's a pity that for Qin Yan, such a direct and simple method is exactly what he wants. His soul has been tempered and solid, and he is never afraid of a face-on challenge.

Just when the two were about to have an earth-shattering collision, Qin Yan suddenly had an alarm in his heart. The reason for this vigilance is not because of the illusion in front of us, but from the real world, and some people want to take advantage of it!

He didn't have time to blink his fingers to pick up the stars, because of the appearance of this warning sign, it also pointed out the way for him to exit the illusion, and as soon as he retracted his thoughts, he disappeared without a trace in front of the fierce snap of his fingers.

In reality, as soon as Qin Yan opened his eyes, a strong wind hit from behind his ears. And his own body also regained its mobility at this time.

He snorted coldly, his right hand was raised suddenly, and the Zhan Lu sword drew a brilliant trace, blocking the sneak attack from behind, and found that the person who came was not as strong as he imagined, and he increased his strength, and the sword qi burst out, splitting half of the person's head.

Then he realized that the man was not a living person, but a manipulated corpse. After being slapped open by his sword, the corpse did not retreat but advanced, and continued to pounce on him.

As soon as Qin Yan stepped on his feet, he flashed more than ten steps away, and when he heard a snapping sound, the corpse bloomed in a gorgeous flesh and blood flower in his original location.

He was stunned, and there was another rustling sound behind him. Looking back, the figure of the finger picker was far away from the wall, and the map of Gu Wuzhi that he threw away not far away had disappeared.

There should still be poison left on the map, and I don't know how to take the finger picker.

Qin Yan stared at the back of the finger picking star for a long time, until he disappeared out of sight, and he didn't see him fall off the eaves of the wall, so he had to sigh in disappointment.

Now that the two toxins have been suppressed by him, it will not affect the ability to move for the time being. He has no way to take this poison himself, so let's go back and ask Liu Wanyun to help.

The town of Ebony was covered in a silver glow in the moonlight, and the hustle and bustle of the day was silenced, and the sporadic lights flickered in the distance of the long street.

Qin Yan paced slowly, getting closer and closer to the inn, and through the windowsill and the crack in the door, a little orange fire could be faintly seen.

But there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and his face was as calm as water. The inn was unusually quiet, like a creeping beast, waiting for the ignorant to fall into the net. The people in there are trying their best to restrain their breath, even if they are asleep in the middle of the night, they shouldn't be silent like this!

Could it be that in the time he left, the old nest had already been served by someone?

He waved away this terrible thought, and he didn't dare to rashly release his divine sense to explore, because it might alarm the master with keen perception. He tried his best to slow down, like a tanuki, and approached the door silently.

"Senior Brother Qin, since you have arrived at the door, why hesitate?" a voice full of viciousness and smugness suddenly sounded, breaking the dull dead silence.

Qin Yan was like falling into an ice cellar, his body froze for a moment, and his mouth was full of bitter taste.

It was the voice of a singer.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the distractions in his heart, slowly pushed the door open, and took a step forward.

Before he could see the situation inside the house, a brilliant and dazzling light burst out, and it was in front of him in an instant. Qin Yan had already taken precautions and waved his Zhan Lu sword to block.

"Boom-"

The waves of qi were rushing, the earth was torn, the rocks were splashing everywhere, and the thunderous sword qi pierced through the air and hit the shore, bringing a violent wind of turbulence and turbulence, but it came to an abrupt end in front of Qin Yan.

But that doesn't end there. Ge Xinglie took out a sword, squinted at Qin Yan to take this sword qi, Ziyan in his right arm moved again, and swung out more than ten swords.

"Boom, boom—"

Thousands of brilliant rays of light impacted Qin Yan who was standing at the door, and the sword qi and Zhan Lu's light annihilated his figure. Only the ubiquitous sound of crashing and rolling thunder roared violently, filling the ears.

When the offensive subsided and the smoke and dust cleared, Qin Yan finally saw the appearance in the lobby clearly.

In front of him, there were countless ravines ploughed by sword qi, and the bricks and stones were split and rolled over, and the scene was messy. The cracks in the earth stretched four or five feet away, and came abruptly at the feet of Ge Xinglie. Or rather, the chasm and crack started from the feet of Ge Xinglie.

Ge Xinglie sat on the Taishi chair, dressed in black, majestic, with his legs crossed, touching his chin, squinting at Qin Yan, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, on the left was You Xiahan, and on the right was Yu Hanyan. Yu Hanyan stood silently behind Ge Xinglie's side, his expression calm and helpless, but there was no nervousness.

And in addition to her two daughters, there are dozens of people in the ranks. Xin Xian, Song Qingsha, Lu Xiaoxiang, Fang Yiyuan, Xiaozhu, Lu Yuqing, Bai Lang, Gong Yunchong, Liu Wanyun, Ye Yingru, and more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples were all waiting on both sides. Except for a blood mark on Xiaozhu's wrist, the others were not injured, and there was no sign of a fight.

It seems that Yu Hanyan saw that Ge Xinglie brought people here, so he wisely gave up resistance.