In Tu Yubai's opinion, Brother Qin could only watch the murals wrecked by his death, although it was a pity and anger.

But on both sides, the emperor Jue Shenjun, who is the master of the three thousand Daoting, sat down with his disciples, and on the other side was the demon disciple of the Heavenly Prison Tribe, but it was normal.

However, Tu Yubai never thought that Brother Qin had thoroughly understood the magical power of the second mural!

You know, the first mural was destroyed just a few moments before the death. It is estimated that the second mural was only half-enlightened!

No wonder Senior Brother Qin is still in the mood to ask if he should teach him now. It turns out that people are not afraid of crossing the river and demolishing bridges!

Even, if this group of gods is not powerful, Brother Qin is afraid that the second mural has been demolished...

"Qin, Brother Qin, are you kidding me?"

Qin Yichen was helpless: "I teach you, you will know the magic and true, how can this be a joke?"

"hiss"

Tu Yubai took a breath, and now many gods and demons call Brother Qin a demon, now it seems that it is not false!

"Sister Qin, you wouldn't happen to have studied the magic of the first two frescoes, right?"

"No... the magical power of the Jiuli people, I am also the first time to see."

Tu Yubai was shocked again!

However, after returning to God, Tu Yubai looked dignified and quickly said: "You don't have to teach it to you! Brother Qin, take care of yourself first, and don't teach other brothers and sisters!"

Tu Yubai explained: "Once taught, I have to realize that the fluctuations of divine power and Daowei can't hide these gods."

"Since this, your talents will inevitably be exposed..."

Tu Yubai's demon pupil flickered and said in a deep voice: "Don't need to say that the devil is dead, I hope to kill you as soon as you find a chance!"

"And Baguio... it's not false to be elegant, but she is also very arrogant, even if she can tolerate you, but if you let many princes know that the disciple of Emperor Jue, the talent is not as good as that of Uncle Li Tu... "

Tu Yubai's first thought was to protect Qin Yichen! At the same time, he understood more why Uncle Li Tu repeatedly prevented Brother Qin from coming here!

Only when he arrived at Tu Shan would Brother Qin be able to shine!

"I don't know what Brother Qin should do compared to the gods and deities of Emperor Heaven Realm..."

Tu Yubai sighed secretly, and Qin Yichen could only stop.

After a long time, Baguio destroyed the second mural, and Qin Yichen was already comprehending the fourth mural!

Tu Yubai was stunned, forcing the errors on his face to be too obvious, but how to suppress the shock in his heart?

"Devil, really devil..."

With only two murals, Brother Qin has already led by at least half!

In other words, its talent and savvy must be at least one-third better than Baguio and the transition!

Of course, the consciousness cannot be deliberately measured by scale, but there is no doubt that it is above Baguio and the transition!

Tu Yuboshu didn't know that Qin Yichen's talents were not bad, but Baguio and others were by no means inferior to him!

However, Chuan Xinlu made his mind clear, natural, and talented, and what did he count?

Even today's Qin Yichen doesn't have a clear enlightenment to heaven, and his understanding of Chuan Xinlu is only the fur of Mingyang's ancestors giving lectures.

As long as he is in the process of enlightenment and cultivation, the transcript of the heart hidden in the heart will run consciously, so that he can understand thousands of times, and his heart is like a mirror. All the magical powers are reflected in it.

As time went by, the murals were destroyed and the heart abyss could not keep up with the speed, but he couldn't help laughing when he looked at the figure who was still sitting cross-legged.

"Little demon, not even Daojun, dare to sit here and pose?"

"I don't think you can understand even a complete supernatural power!"

The magic powers of the Jiuli people are indeed extremely powerful, and almost all are terrifying, created for the war to kill.

In addition to this, the true dragon has left a means of restraining these Taoisms here, which can enable the instructor to master the skills to control the foreigners.

It can be said that for the majority of Baguio, the chance of this hall is far more precious than the Jiulidao River!

As for whether Qin Yichen can keep up with the speed of their enlightenment? Baguio really didn't care. Although she promised Qin Yichen not to kill the latter, she didn't say she would take care of him.

The hall is constantly collapsing and shattering, and Qin Yichen's mind is now full of pictures!

It was a strong man who respected the Jiuli ethnic group. He was constantly fighting, and even Qin Yichen was able to perform a show, an ancient ancestor who fought against the Jiuli ethnic group!

Among the Jiuli and human races, there are also strong swordsmen, who were slashing at the time and slashing the ground, enough to make the world tremble!

However, Qin Yichen continued to deduce the ancestors of the human race from the Taoism of the Jiuli!

"Booming..."

Many stone pillars were destroyed by the crossing, but the slender figure remained intact. In his mind, the figure of the ancestors of the human race became clearer, and the sword in their hands, their Daowei, seemed sharper!

However, everything is dreamy!

The ancestors of the human race who had fought against the Jiuli ethnic group have probably turned into loess...

Even the real dragon is reduced to the past!

Now the first divine court of the real dragon, the place where the **** of war is sitting, has been broken by the devil!

Qin Yichen can feel that he is surrounded by gods and demons in all directions, and he is one of the enemies who tramples on his hometown!

Qin Yichen looked up at the sky, the starry sky above him was the Zhenlongtai, the place to sing and suppress the true dragon, and the thousands of gods and demons to banter the wine!

Qin Yichen looked down at the ground, the ground beneath his feet, and even every piece of starry sky he could see, how many ancestors' bones were buried.

Even above the sky do not be seen by Qin Yichen, there is a terrible presence in the head that hides even the powerful like God of War, who has been enchanted and harmed, and has become a traitor!

The ancestors of Mingyang asked him, what is the sky? Why fight with the sky, why go against the sky?

Although Qin Yichen could be tolerated on this day, the devil standing tall in the sky, regarded him as a nail in his eyes, and regarded him as a criminal invader!

The ancestors of Mingyang had taught him to act against the sky and would be bumpy all the way. Qin Yichen was unwilling to go against the sky and would not fight with the sky.

But he must disobey the will of those gods and demons and must fight with them!

The Jiuli people dare to fight with the acquired human race, so they walked out of the general figure of the emperor.

And should the descendants of the human race who defeated the Jiuli ethnic group be rebellious?

Gradually, Qin Yichen's state of mind became more and more calm. In his mind, many divine passages of the Jiuli people turned into a ray of condensed lines.

The countless lines were gradually transformed into a knife.

That knife can kill the devil and kill the demon!

It is not the Tao, but the enemy!

"Boom..." Qin Yichen closed his eyes and stared at him, only the knife in his heart became more perfect, sharp and murderous, and more and more lingering!