"Tell me why you were hit by the burning sky mark on your body but it was not exploded." Zhou Qu roared with a desperate look on his face.

I can't even escape now, and I've completely lost.

But before he died, he wanted to know why Qin Cheng was fine, which was incredible.

"This is stated on the ancient jade slip I have obtained. This burning sky mark cannot be eliminated without the realm of tribulation. You are just the third level of the realm of fusion, so why is it useless to you?"

Zhou Qu gritted his teeth. If he didn't understand this, he wouldn't be willing to die.

"Then I will be very merciful and let you understand before you die."

Qin Cheng sneered, his breath flowed, and his head, which was originally not covered with marks, was suddenly covered with branding.

But the next moment, these imprints changed again, leaving only the part of the neck.

Zhou Qu was shocked and stunned.

At this moment, he finally understood.

Qin Cheng did not have the imprints of flutes and flutes, but the imprints of burning the sky that were originally covered, but they spread to their necks, but were deliberately added by Qin Cheng with his illusion.

"Illusion, you deceived me."

After knowing the truth, Zhou Qu was so angry that he burst into blood.

He thought this technique was useless to Qin Cheng, so he panicked later and even gave up the attack and chose to escape.

But unexpectedly, Qin Cheng just used illusion to forge some imprints, which made him misjudgment.

In other words, as long as you do not choose to escape, but continue to attack, you may win.

But because of my fear, I gave up on the initiative, I had no hope.

Zhou Qu regretted not being the first, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Let's go, it's time to see how others are doing."

Qin Cheng lifted Zhou Qu and forced him to separate the surrounding shields.

Just as Qincheng and Zhou Qu were fighting, Ye Qingshuang, Ye Zun and others had already rushed into the Ye family's back house.

Ye Longyu shook off several stopping monks and rushed into the hall.

And suddenly, they saw the old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, motionless.

The old man was dressed in gray and dressed in a very simple manner. He looked very old, with white beards and white hair, and even his white eyebrows were hanging long under the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, he was motionless, his expression was withered, and his eyes were lowered.

Ye Qiulin rushed forward and grabbed the old man's arm, but his face turned pale.

"Brother Ye Zun, grandpa seems to be dead."

At this time, Mr. Ye had no spiritual energy on his body, and even his body gradually became cold.

"Haha, you fools, half an hour ago, the old man said he had disappeared."

The overwhelmed guard laughed and looked sarcastic.

Everyone was also in a deep mood. The Lord Ye’s hometown died, so who can still take charge of the overall situation?

"Half an hour should work."

Ye Zun heard this, but he separated everyone and came to the old man.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Ye Zun pointing directly on the eyebrows of the owner of Ye’s hometown, Ye Qiulin said.

"Before coming, Qin Cheng gave me a breath and said that if this happens, he will pour the breath into his grandfather's body."

Ye Zun said, sealing a breath and pouring it into the old man's body.

Then he took out the pill that Qin Cheng gave him.

When I opened the porcelain bottle, a flawless light suddenly spread out from the bottle, as if the treasure had come out.

The fragrance of medicine is almost as rich as liquid droplets, filling the entire hall and stimulating everyone's vitality.

"My God, these are some grades of elixirs. I have seen sixth grade elixirs before, but they don't have such strong medicinal power."


Chapter completed!