Chapter 6691 The owner of the Zhongtian family lay innocently with a gun and became a waste again

Although this strange feeling has always been in his heart, Warcraft doesn't pay much attention, because it has gradually become numb in the temptation again and again.

Even he himself felt that he was being suspicious.

After being tried again and again by Qin Yichen, he was speechless in tossing.

Qin Yichen saw that the monster was in such a state, and he no longer reacted as keenly to the signals he released as before, so he accepted the plan of testing.

"Judging from the current performance of this beast, its learning ability is extremely strong, and he remembers the power it has shown in this star field."

"Athena, the power of belief of Ares, and the breath of some believers in the Temple of the Lord of Light, in addition to this, there is also the black mist, which can make him feel it."

"In addition to these, and my aura, it is all recorded."

The more Qin Yichen thought about it, the more dignified his heart became.

This eighth-order Warcraft already possesses such wisdom, which is not good news for him.

After all, in Qin Yichen's eyes, an opponent who is good at learning is his obstacle.

Moreover, with this guy's bottomless learning and summarizing knowledge, even if it is himself, he will one day be spied on by him.

As long as it is given enough time, Qin Yichen even thinks that it can wrestle with the main **** Zeus.

After all, the learning ability is too strong, and the means used once will not have much effect.

This monster has made Qin Yichen feel a little pressure, so Qin Yichen intends to solve this problem from the source.

That is to end its life.

Seeing that the Zhongtian Patriarch was about to approach the space tunnel that entered the cave, Qin Yichen didn't hide much, and with a flick of his body, he blocked a few steps in front of the Zhongtian Patriarch.

In his hand, the Xuanbai mad blade was raised flat.

"Wan?"

The Zhongtian Patriarch's reaction was quick enough. The moment he saw Qin Yichen, the black mist around his body instantly rose up, wrapping him in circles. Although the Xuanbai Kuangblade was submerged in the black mist, the black mist had spread hundreds of meters. Among them, the Zhongtian Patriarch was as flexible as a fish entering the water.

Lightly dodging the black and white mad blade held by Qin Yichen, while the sky flew by, he grabbed the black fog with his hand, and a spear with a length of tens of meters appeared quietly.

call!

The long spear was swung in the black mist, and it was more flexible than when the previous Zhongtian Patriarch swung it. It aimed at the vital points of Qin Yichen's body, and the long spear swayed freely.

"Hundred Split Spear Technique!"

The afterimage of the spear seemed insignificant in the black fog, but Qin Yichen could clearly feel the location of every afterimage of the spear.

Even in the center of the black fog, he could feel how powerful the spear was rushing towards him.

In Qin Yichen's eyes, these seemingly exquisite marksmanship are insignificant.

There are countless exercises in the 3000 Dao Court. Qin Yichen thinks this spear is quite simple, and there is not even an auxiliary exercise. It only relies on the power of the spear itself to injure the opponent.

As for the black fog used to restrict Qin Yichen's actions, it became his help because Qin Yichen learned the means of using the black fog.

The method of black mist was working in the body, and Qin Yichen felt a lightness all over his body.

As if he lost some kind of restriction, he moved at will.

As soon as the idea of retreating was born, Qin Yichen had already retreated to the edge of the black fog, almost perfectly dodging the spear of the Zhongtian Patriarch.

After the Zhongtian Patriarch made a move, Qin Yichen's mouth raised.

"It doesn't seem like you're accurate in this exercise. Let me teach you the correct way to use the black mist."

Saying that, the Xuanbai Crazy Blade turned slowly by Qin Yichen's side, the Xuanbai Crazy Blade split into two, and the two gave birth to four Xuanbai Crazy Blades.

The pinnacle of the way of yin and yang, Tai Chi gossip!

Tai Chi gives birth to two rituals, two rituals give birth to four images, and four images give birth to gossip!

The eight black-white mad blades spun around Qin Yichen's side, seemingly threatening.

The Zhongtian Patriarch sneered.

"What are you doing? I'm curious, what did you rely on to get out of Qinghui's house?"

Now Qin Yichen's method seems to him like a juggling act, and the mysterious white mad blade clone released does not have any killing intent, it just rotates by his side, and the speed is extremely slow.

How could such a slow thing hurt him?

Before the Zhongtian Patriarch could scoff, the beast that had been lying on his hand snapped off a piece of flesh in his palm.

"Idiot! Get out of the way!"

Patriarch Zhongtian was in pain and looked at his palm sharply. In the blurred flesh and blood, it was the body of the eighth-order beast that was gradually scorching hot.

Before the Zhongtian Patriarch could feel it carefully, Qin Yichen raised his finger lightly.

"The speed of my practice is not up to you."

Whoosh!

In the next moment, the Xuanbai Mad Blade suddenly appeared in front of the Zhongtian Patriarch. Among the eight black and white mad blades, one of them was extremely fast, and in an instant, it slashed the Zhongtian Patriarch's arm. break.

With the exclamation of the Zhongtian Patriarch, he hurriedly backed away, and the mysterious white mad blade that followed was like a tarsal maggot, biting the Zhongtian Patriarch's body tightly, forcing him directly to the edge of the black fog.

Seeing that the eight black and white mad blades were about to cut him off, the Zhongtian Patriarch had no choice but to give up the idea of fighting Qin Yichen in the black fog and quickly escape from the black fog.

But the horror in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"When did you learn to use the black mist of my Zhongtian family!"

In the cave, the black fog of each family is different. At present, Qin Yichen's method of using the black fog is more proficient than his.

This discovery made the Zhongtian Patriarch feel unwilling for a while.

He was clearly the one who mastered the orthodox black fog of the Zhongtian family, but now it seems that he is more like the one who stole from the Zhongtian family and learned the arts.

The Zhongtian Patriarch was in a trance for a while.

Suddenly, another thing rushed out of the black fog.

The Zhongtian Patriarch hurriedly looked at it, and it was the tiny body of the eighth-order Warcraft.

"here!"

The Zhongtian Patriarch called out and wanted to leave this ghost place with the beast.

As long as he takes the monster back to the cave, all his sins will be forgiven by the God-killing Sect. No one will reject a thing that can continuously generate resources. This thing is many times more useful than a ore vein.

The Warcraft glanced at the Zhongtian Patriarch, and the mysterious white mad blade hanging on the Zhongtian Patriarch's side made it accept the idea. In front of the Zhongtian Patriarch, the beast smashed the severed arm of the Zhongtian Patriarch and swallowed it.

"waste."

Leaving these two words, the beast immediately dashed outside.

With Qin Yichen's black and white mad blade, even if he can't stop himself from getting close to the Zhongtian Patriarch, he can instantly chop the Zhongtian Patriarch to pieces, making his plan to devour it void.

Under the **** of reason, the eighth-order Warcraft chose to flee.

Escape from this dangerous place.