Qin Yichen remembered that there was never a demon in Zhenmoguan!

"Devil, want to lie to me while you are in trouble?"

Qin Yichen smiled, but at this moment, he saw that the Devil Emperor's face sank and his murderous intent was revealed!

"Bihai survivor, your patriarch is inevitable! You still dare to resist!?"

"Wow!"

The light of the knife flashed, and his head flew horizontally, but Qin Yichen's eyes widened, because the flying head was not the demon emperor, but a **** emperor of the heavenly navy master!

"How could this be?!"

Ting Nai also had a face full of horror that day. He couldn't understand it until he died. He had clearly seen a fellow who had been with him day and night flying towards him, but he turned into a thief of the Bihai Clan!

Qin Yichen looked at the corpse of the **** emperor, but felt inexplicably creepy!

This illusion is terrible!

You know, before the head of the **** emperor was in a different place, Qin Yichen's perception was that the opponent had always been a devil emperor!

Gods and demons are not compatible, the divine pattern, breath, and even blood of the **** emperor can all be transformed into the demon **** pattern!

What even frightened Qin Yichen the most was that the corpse in front of him was really a heavenly navy master?

"No, he said to me just now, the remnants of the Bihai clan, your patriarch cannot escape death..."

"In other words, in his eyes, I became the Bihai Clan!"

"That's why you shot me? Let's kill each other?"

Having said that, even the gods and demons can confuse and illusion, Qin Yichen doubted whether what he heard was a hallucination!

Looking at the more than a hundred thousand gods and demons, Qin Yichen only felt a chill on his back, and there was probably his fellow robe in front of him. Even Shang Changsheng, Princess Wenqing was among them, but in his eyes, it was another one. Fan looks!

Similarly, in the eyes of Princess Wenqing, he is likely to be a Bihai survivor, or the Evil Light Demon Race!

"What a terrible illusion!"

Qin Yichen took a deep breath, but what he inhaled was the sea water mixed with a strong smell of blood!

"The smell of blood...this is real blood of the gods and devil!"

Qin Yichen was not choked, but made a major discovery!

The sea water enters the throat, and the mixed blood of the gods and demons will never be fake!

He is now an innate god, and his internal organs are all transformed by Taoism. If he can even be deceived by his sense of smell and taste, then he still manipulates the illusion behind the scenes. Is it necessary to toss himself like this?

Qin Yichen estimated that the battlefield in front of him should be true and false, so that it can be convincing.

But there is one thing that makes him wonder, no matter how to put it, it is also a fight for more than 200,000 strong people!

There are many gods and even Taoists!

And judging from the power of their attacks, it is also the real power of their realm!

"To condense this level of illusion, what terrible mental power is needed?"

If all this is an illusion in front of you, how strong is the existence of the condensed illusion?

Qin Yichen doubted, would the 18 emperors let this terrifying Bihai bereaved alive?

"And I can guess that this is an illusion, and other strong people are not all fools..."

Qin Yichen scanned the surroundings and condensed such a vast illusion, not just to trap them, but to let them die unknowingly!

"If it is possible to gather the power of other fellow robes, and even other emperors, to break the illusion together..."

The idea is good, but the problem is that Qin Yichen is afraid that the divine voice he screamed loudly will fall into the ears of other strong people, and become other voices, or provocation or divorce, putting him in danger!

"Let's take care of yourself first..."

Qin Yichen murmured softly, but the situation in front of him was rather tricky. He cultivated God, and even relying on Shen Ting Jue was not difficult to turn his divine power into Shen Ting.

But Qin Yichen was very suspicious, could his own Shen Ting be able to beat the great power behind creating illusions?

"If you want to break this illusion, you must first understand this illusion..."

Thinking of this, Qin Yichen suddenly closed his eyes.

Whoever thinks is right at this moment, another demon king will kill him!

"Xiantian Sword God! Let's meet again!"

Qin Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, and this demon monarch directly revealed his true identity!

I saw that Demon Lord had a hideous look. When Qin Yichen trespassed in Yin Liguan without authorization, he followed Li Mie Dao Zun to chase after him, and watched the innate sword **** be saved by the pseudo-gods of Zhen Demon Guan!

Qin Yichen sneered coldly: "Demon, don't you know this is an illusion? If you don't get out here, you and I will both die!"

However, the demon lord's killing intent had no intention to constrain: "Of course this lord knows, but it's not too late to kill you before breaking through this illusion!"

If he were to become a strong man of other imperial clan forces, then the demon lord would not mind joining hands with him, even if he was a heavenly navy master.

However, this innate sword **** killed his Yinliguan powerhouse and went to the Emperor Que Palace. Since it cannot be used by his Evil Light Demon Race, he will naturally be destroyed!

"This monarch knows that the innate god's sword is Wushuang, but since he dares to kill you, he naturally has a way!"

Suddenly, the demon lord waved his sleeves, and a black magic cloth that looked like a dark cloud flew out!

The magic cloth smelled so terribly, the sea was covered with black stains wherever it passed!

The magic yarn that looked like a shroud was extremely vicious and ethereal and soft. The Golden Tubao knife slashed on the magic yarn, it seemed difficult to force it, and it was even more entangled and locked!

Qin Yichen was astonished. You must know that his sword power at this moment is not simply a terrible power, that is to say, this magic yarn can't be used to remove his sword power with pure material and smoothness!

It seems to be because this magic yarn has a strangeness, the power of the rotten attack.

Not only that, after being wrapped in magic yarn, Qin Yichen suddenly felt uncomfortable, because he is now an innate god, and Jintu Baodao is the innate deity of Qihua. When the sword is entangled, he naturally feels the same.

Even Qin Yichen felt that he was about to be rotted into a smelly corpse, and the power contained in the magic yarn seemed to be able to reduce anything entangled by it into a corpse!

Seeing that the Dao Treasure is so powerful, the Demon Lord smiled even more and frantically: "Huh, the innate **** is powerful, but it's a pity that you are only the emperor!"

"It is ridiculous that Emperor Dique directly sealed you as the general of the Zhenmoguan in order to win you over!"

"If you guessed right, you just went to the Demon Gate of the town, did you come to Tianhe Bihai? With all your money, how long have you been born?"

"Except for the innate swordsmanship, you now have nothing to do with you!"

In an instant, the demon lord's pupil was ferocious and turned into a withered monster, but his shriveled mouth was like an abyss, exuding a gloomy magical wind.

"But the demon king can clean up your means, as much as you want!"

If you want to kill an innate god, you must have just been born and have not grown up! Otherwise, relying on the favor and cultivation of the innate god's rarity, coupled with that terrifying talent, it will not be long before he will become an executioner who guards the demon gate and slaughters his Evil Light Demon Race!