The autumn is clear and the air is clear and cloudless.

There are no terrifying giants, no bloody smell, no blood-colored coffin, and the Tiangang Earth Demon Formation still firmly locks the breath of a hundred miles in a radius.

Qin Fan looked at the corpse Baixing lying on the ground in front of him and sighed regretfully.

Then the flying knives that everyone held tightly out of their palms, and then condensed into a blood-colored throne behind Qin Fan.

Qin Fan closed his eyes and sat on it, starting to recover the mental power consumed by setting up the illusion.

That's right, everything just now was an illusion.

Just as Qin Fan was standing ten steps ahead of Zi Baixing, just as the two of them looked at each other, Zi Baixing fell into the illusion created by gathering the spiritual power of the ten great masters!

Of course, there is also a contribution from the Wanxiang Emperor Jie here.

[Attribute 3: Emperor's Power: It has the ability to absorb the power of the user, explode instantly, and absorb the attack energy.]

The absorbed power not only refers to true qi, but also mental power. Therefore, Qin Fan shot nine flying knives into the hands of nine great masters to borrow their power.

Only after they instilled mental power could he successfully drag the corpse Baixing, who had reached the ceiling strength and was emotionally unstable, into this false and real world.

This illusion is not all illusion. In order to get the real trump card of the Nether Corpse Sect, Qin Fan was dominated by the cognition of the corpse Baixing, and he and others joined in to cooperate with his actors.

From the very beginning, Qin Fan knew that the Nether Corpse Sect was not that easy to destroy, even if the broken ship had three thousand nails, if the Nether Corpse Sect was so easy to solve, why didn’t the Buddha Land and the Dao Realm eradicate it in one fell swoop?

Before heading to the Nether Corpse Sect, Qin Fan made a combat estimate for these two top forces, eliminating some unknown trump cards and military formations.

If we only talk about the number of masters at the Grandmaster level, there are about fifteen people respectively.

This result is actually not difficult to conclude. It is known that the cooperation between Buddhism and Taoism can compete with the Star Alliance in its heyday. The strongest period of the Star Alliance is the seven constellations of the Qinglong, the seven constellations of the Sutra Bird, the seven constellations of the White Tiger, and the seven constellations of the Xuanwu.

The helmsman of the twenty-eight constellations are all masters of great masters, so they can count them as twenty-eight masters. Of course, there are two great masters in one lineage, and there are thirty people.

This kind of clear power should be between the same level, so there are almost fifteen great masters in the Dao Realm and the Buddha Land.

If the two sides want to eliminate the Ten Thousand Poison Palace and the Underworld Corpse Sect in one fell swoop, half of the masters each sent together could gather fifteen people, but even these fifteen great masters just drove these two sects to the south without any action.

At present, the hatred between the two sides has been established, so naturally there is no intention to let the other party go. In addition, the situation in the territory of Jiuzhou is unpredictable, and there are not only a few forces in the world.

It is to establish a decent enemy and a stronger star alliance, and then rule out the possibility of raising enemies to respect themselves.

The result is obvious that the Dao and Buddha cannot destroy the Nether Corpse Sect and the Ten Thousand Poison Palace, or if you want to complete this step, you will have to bear great losses.

So even if we caught the Nether Corpse Cult at the beginning, and blocked the possibility of using the Corpse Army to gather military power, forcing us to send top combat power to one-on-one.

Qin Fan still didn't relax his vigilance.

But something strange happened. Luo Qianpo revealed that his golden corpse was Jiu Damo, and Mu Wancheng exposed that his golden corpse was Wang Zhiming. So what about the corpse Baixing?

Seeing Luo Qianpo die, Mu Wancheng is completely destroyed, and the two golden corpses were captured alive. Moreover, the members of the Nether Corpse Sect are still under the poison of the poisonous fragrance of the sky.

During these processes, Ci Baixing never exposed the golden corpse he controlled until he was in a state of death.

The crazy laughter that was as ignorant as a demon still echoed in Qin Fan's ears. At the moment when the corpse was as abnormal as a madman, Qin Fan guessed that the other party was about to be enlarged.

Although the situation in this illusion is based on the cognitive development of the corpse and is not 100% restored like reality, the information exposed in it still makes Qin Fan care very much.

First of all, who is the third blood corpse?

If the terrifying power that erupts after the thoughts of the corpse Baixing, including the Hundred-foot giant, is a powerful manifestation of the imagination that the corpse Baixing thinks.

But before it merged with its thoughts, the blood corpse erupted into a ferocious force should be based on the restoration of reality.

There is no doubt that this third corpse is real.

At this moment, the other nine great masters have also recovered some of their mental power. They just merged into the illusion set up by Qin Fan, and also witnessed the true trump card of the corpse Baixing.

Even Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling wanted to use their strongest killer moves, dragon-shaped sword step, double dragon-teng, and phantom shadow, to test their strength limit.

But in the end, it was because of the fact that Zi Baixing's cognition was too firm or the two of them were indeed inferior, but Zi Baixing was strangled to death as if he had two little chickens killed.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Wang, A Da. Go and deal with the members of the Nether Corpse Cult and take out all the valuable things inside."

The three nodded, and then Ada opened a passage. Zhang Guchen cleared the spread of the toxic and scent of the sky. Wang Jingyu followed closely behind, guarding against the remnants of the Nether Corpse Sect to attack.

Soon the figures of the three disappeared into a collapsed mountain stream.

Then Qin Fan looked at Hei Shisan and Huang Tiangui.

"Be careful when finding the blood-colored coffin."

The two looked at each other and then clicked. According to the situation in the illusion, when the coffin broke out of the ground, it was between the positions where the corpse Baixing and Qin Fan stood.

Then Huang Tiangui punched a big hole in that position, and the two of them jumped directly into it.

"Blood Widow, Ghost Boy, you go and check the corpse of Baixing. If there is no problem, it will be solved."

The corpse Baixing is now dead. When he witnessed the destruction of the world, he voluntarily returned to nothingness with him.

He knew very clearly that he could not break free from the illusion, but he could choose to directly throw himself into the arms of death.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At least at that moment, he could still deceive himself. He had completed the appeal of the Nether Corpse Cult and achieved true eternal life.

Can you really succeed in taking over the body with the secret technique of corpse control?

Qin Fan was not sure about this. The success of Zi Baixing was based on his decision after trying his best. After all, it was just a illusion.

At this moment, Feng Mo and Yue Piaoling stood on Qin Fan's left and right. Yue Piaoling was still winking at Feng Mo and said:

"You died miserably just now."

Feng Momo rolled his eyes to the other party.

"We both died together."

Yue Piaoling said a little unhappy:

"Our dragon-shaped sword steps are invincible in the world. In the moment when the sword force is formed, the unsealed blood corpse was overwhelmed in one fell swoop in the cognition of the corpse Baixing.

But why was the final attack like scraping? I was not convinced!"

"He is cheating, and you are too weak." Feng Mo's words were very straightforward, making Yue Piaoling, who had always been eloquent, not knowing how to fight back.

He admitted that he had really dragged his feet just now, and that he had burned his vitality to reach the threshold of joining forces with Feng Mo to use the dragon-shaped sword step.

Moreover, he was very sure that Feng Mo had some force when he cooperated with him, so in fact, that dragon-shaped sword step might be 30% stronger than Feng Mo's small broken sword step alone.

But the original combination of the two was definitely one plus one more than three!

"I need special training! I'll find a master when I go back!"

Feng Mo widened his eyes. For the first time, he saw Yue Piaoling, who was thinking about comforting his little sister all day long, suddenly so motivated.

However, thinking of his experience in the ghost market a few days ago, he silently recovered his dead fish eyes.

"You wouldn't have been recognized by the female disciples of Linxue Nuanxiang Pavilion in the Ghost Market."

"Hahaha, how is that possible!" Yue Piaoling touched the back of her head and gave a signature expression that the protagonist of the passionate comic was guilty.

"I'll have special training when I go back this time." Feng Mo ignored the other party's stupid look and said in a deep voice.

Yue Piaoling looked at Qin Fan who was thinking with one hand on his chin and seemed to have some realization.

Then he felt the pressure on his body heavier and heavier. Then he raised his right hand and swept up a gust of wind and sand to drag the three coffins placed in the distance.

His eyes were always locked on Jiu Damo's coffin, and his eyes were turning and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, the ghost boy and the blood widow were fiddling with each other against the corpse of the Baixing.

The two of them died in the illusion, which was extremely miserable. One was blown away by a chest, and the other was punched into a scum.

"Do you think that blood corpse is really that strong?"

After leaving the illusion, the two were still a little scared. For them, they had a real experience of death just now.

The illusion arranged by Qin Fan was too real, otherwise it would be impossible to fool the corpse Baixing into a daze.

(I would like to thank you here for understanding the true meaning of martial arts in "The Heaven and Earth Dead and Earth Death Soul Thought", Lao Tie, who likes to pretend to be Qin Fan in black. Because of his earnest teachings, Qin Fan has achieved perfection in building illusions.

At the same time, the old iron also came to teach two consecutive times when Qin Fan understood the true meaning of martial arts in "The Great Universe of Heaven and Earth", which greatly enhanced Qin Fan's melee strength.)

"About this, at least 70% of the strength should be there." The blood widow said in fear.

Then she stood up and let out a long sigh of relief after confirming that everything was fine.

"It's 70% strong, so I'll kill us two or three moves, but it's very strange. Why have I never heard of the Nether Corpse Sect having such a powerful trump card?

And that blood corpse is so strong, why did the corpse Baixing dare to be exposed when it was forced into a desperate situation?"

The ghost boy's face was filled with hundreds of thousands of question marks and was also a little depressed.

Originally, he wanted to perform well in front of Qin Fan, but if Qin Fan had not allowed the corpse Baixing to fall into the illusion in time, he would probably be the first to die or the second one.

"I don't know, maybe there are any taboos, or maybe this blood corpse can be released or not, and once it is out of control, it will no longer be sealed into the corpse coffin.

In short, this is not a power that can be controlled at will by Zi Baixing."

While talking to the ghost boy, the blood widow first sealed the acupoints of the corpse Baixing with her acupoints and removed her fragile limbs.

"Well. You're right." The ghost boy nodded in agreement. His movements were not slow. He saw his small palm pressing down on Shi Baixing's brain. After sensation, he gained nothing. Then he slapped his head into a ball of meat sauce with force.

Although what he was doing seemed quite bloody, his little face showed reverence and yearning.

"But no matter how tricky the enemy is, it is good, and he cannot escape the Emperor's eyes. If the Emperor had not taken action this time, you and I would have a high probability of dying in this battle. As expected, the Emperor is invincible!"
To be continued...