However, as each strong man was killed, Xiong Xiong gradually realized that Qin Yichen had not spared any effort!

Every punch thrown can be said to be life or death for the strong person facing it. It all depends on whether the token can be activated in time to save their life!

"What a crazy guy!"

Xiong Xiong's face was gloomy, but the Lilong Clan, surrounded by hundreds of powerful men, looked as if they were like a worm shaking a tree.

Even those three figures were just showing off their courage for a moment. The outcome of this battle has already been decided!

Qin Yichen's starry eyes are now red, so cool!

It's been a long time since he let his hands and feet go so far as to kill everyone!

There is no need to worry about anything with every punch, because every punch kills his enemy!

Ziyun is also slashing in all directions with his sword, the tiger and leopard are wreaking havoc, Lu Xiaolu is covered in five colors of light, the power of the five elements is terrifying!

Although Qin Yichen killed happily, he also knew that it was impossible to kill all these guys.

And if this is the case, he will probably be chopped into pieces as soon as he leaves the secret realm of the God Emperor!

"It's easy for these Eastern barbarian bastards."

With a cold shout in his heart, Qin Yichen gathered a dragon shadow all over his body, holding a pearl in its mouth, and suddenly transformed into figures.

For a moment, many powerful men fell into panic, as if they were hiding from the God of Death, avoiding the slender figure attacking them.

Even though many powerful people have heard of the reasons why the four tribes of Gushan were defeated, a big reason was because of the Mirage Eyes.

However, even if they know it is fake, they still dare not hide!

At this moment, many powerful people understood that it was not the eyes of the mirage that were terrifying, but the slender figure transformed by the eyes of the mirage!

Looking at the many strong men who kept saying that they wanted to teach this old guy a lesson for his Red Infant clan, they were actually on their backs and in a mess at this moment, Ying Luo couldn't help but look stern.

"Nonsense! All nonsense! How can a mere illusion scare you like this!?"

Yingluo looked at the mirage dragon's eye again, his eyes full of covetousness. He remembered the blind elder of the mirage dragon clan, and the treasures gathered by the cultivating gods were indeed very precious!

"No wonder you are willing to slander our Red Infant Clan for this."

After Yingluo sneered, he shouted coldly: "But you are playing with illusions in front of me? Do you think that my Red Infant Clan does not exist!"

Ying Luo really wanted to say, even the Mirage Dragon Clan has to be obedient to them. Do you think that relying on the Eye of the Mirage Dragon, you can defeat the four tribes of Gushan?

The next moment, Yingluo waved his hand. Needless to say, the sharp corners of the foreheads of the powerful Red Infant tribesmen next to him shone with light, and the invisible spiritual power made the space ripple like the surface of a lake.

The next moment, the surging spiritual power surged out, like a flood to the sky. The moment Diao Shui'er felt it, her pretty face turned as pale as paper!

The Red Infant Tribe, as the strongest tribe in the Eastern Barbarians cultivating gods, can only imagine their tyrannical spiritual power!

Moreover, with so many powerful spiritual cultivators taking action at the same time, one can imagine the burst of mental power. Diao Shui'er has no doubt that if he blocks it, the sea of ​​consciousness will be like a piece of grass blocking the flood, and it will be submerged in an instant!

The mental power swept out, and wherever he passed, he saw the slender figures twisting and then dissipating.

The illusion was broken, and many powerful men who were originally panicked suddenly felt confident again!

"Don't be afraid, everyone, as long as the adults of the Red Infant Clan are here, the Mirage Eyes will have no effect at all!"

"Without the Mirage Eyes, I don't see how this old guy can still act like a ghost!"

"When the illusion is broken, this old guy will die!"

All this sounds long, but it only takes a few breaths, and under the sweep of the mental power of many strong men from the Red Infant Clan, no matter how many slender figures they transformed into, they all dissipated quickly.

As the number of phantoms became fewer and fewer, the sinister smiles on the lips of many powerful men became more and more playful.

In their opinion, the reason why the four tribes of Gushan were provoked by this old thing was nothing more than this illusion.

Without the hallucination, hundreds of people from the four Gushan tribes still can't kill this old guy?

What's more, their strength is even higher than that of the four ancient mountain tribes!

"There are only so many clones left, old man, how long can you keep your head and tail hidden?"

Li Wushuang was stunned on the spot. The fighting spirit that had just been raised because his ancestors were killing everyone seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water.

Because whether it is the clones of the ancestors or the dragon shadows, many magical powers are all illusions in the final analysis, and they will eventually be shattered by the spiritual power of the Red Infant Clan!

And after the illusion is shattered, what capital do they have to resist?

Yingluo was still aloof, looking at this scene, feeling like a god dominating everything.

So what if he is reincarnated in the divine realm? Maybe he is the reincarnation of the leader of the Lilong clan, so what?

He has a hundred ways to kill the opponent without taking action himself!

"The old man from the Lilong Clan slaughtered his fellow Dongman comrades. Capture him for me. I will personally destroy his sea of ​​consciousness!"

Xiong Xiong stood aside and slowly shook his head. It seemed that there was no need for him to take action. With the Mirage Eyes destroyed, is there any possibility for this old guy to turn around?

In Nie Xiong's view, if he didn't have the Mirage Eyes, this old guy wouldn't even be able to fight against the four tribes of Gushan, let alone fight with them.

But at this moment, Xiong Xiong suddenly noticed something, and a pair of blood wings suddenly opened behind him.

"careful!!!"

The blood wings are dark red, but they are not condensed by blood like the blood demon. Instead, they have flesh and blood, and their feathers are like blades. In an instant, they turn into hundreds of feet, covering Ying Luo and other strong people from the Red Infant Tribe!

However, Xiong Xiong's reaction was a moment too slow after all. His wings were hurriedly shrouded, only enough to protect Ying Luo and the strong men of the Red Infant Tribe around him!

And many of the remaining strong men of the Red Infant Clan were still grinning and imagining the miserable situation that the old man would have to kneel down and beg for mercy later, but suddenly they felt a sword coming across them!

Yingluo was stunned, looking at the ferocious hero beside him, his expression could not help but be ferocious.

The latter slowly opened his blood wings, but in just a few breaths of opening and closing, Ying Luo could no longer find a clansman in front of him. What was left was just that slender man who was as cold and fierce as a murderous god.

Figure!

"you……"

At this moment, in the killing array, Feng Mingxuan waved his wolf claws, as if impatient, smashing all the last few incarnations into pieces.

However, the moment he smashed it into pieces, Feng Mingxuan was stunned. They were all fake!?

When they turned around to look again, many strong men were stunned!

In the mid-air, there was an obvious vacuum zone, and only Qin Yichen stood with a knife!

"Chi, where are the adults of the Chiying Clan!?"

"Is it possible that I will be eliminated by this old guy!?"

A strong man asked in a trembling voice, but no one answered because everyone was immersed in incomparable shock!
Chapter completed!