In the illusion, Qin Yue was different this time than before. This time she was very angry because this illusion was no longer the kind of film, but it was replaced by a horror bloody film.

The chopped flesh and blood, and in the huge flesh pit, the Qin family members who were struggling were ground into their bodies and refined into statues of gods for worship in the north.

The Qin family turned into a statue of god. Qin Yue looked at the statue of god and did not kneel down immediately. She hesitated.

"This is your god in the north." He Fan whispered, why do such a god still believe in?

If believers give their own body and give their lives to God, this is a kind of glory. Then, God, from the beginning, can he still accept the flesh and blood of believers?

The north can do such a thing, using the East and the West to condense the statues of gods. He Fan doesn't mind, so he let them see the scene of their compatriots refining the statues of gods.

"This is all fake, they are all fake!" Qin Yue murmured, his body trembling violently, trying to struggle out of the illusion, but the gap between the two was too big and he was still sinking in the illusion.

In the illusion, Qin Yue did not kneel down in the end. She firmly thought it was fake in her heart. She wanted to see how He Fan would continue to weave this illusion.

The Qin family turned into flesh and blood statues, worshipped by the world, accumulated the power of faith, and obtained by the Wind Beast. A new big family appeared in the north. The statues were collected a hundred years later, and a new round of statue creation was created, and the new big family became god statues.

Repeating this way is like a cycle of reincarnation. The so-called believers are just ants in their palms and their means to reap the power of faith.

"This time, you resisted." He Fan took back the illusion and looked at Qin Yue with a pale face.

"Saint Ancestor, it's not what you look like in the illusion!" Qin Yue said angrily.

"What is that?" He Fan raised his eyebrows. Could it be that you are used to that luoli?

"The Holy Ancestor... The Holy Ancestor is benevolent, he is the ancestor of the north, not the demon in your illusion." Qin Yue said coldly.

"Come on, I'll lend you one this time, and I'll talk after watching it." He Fan said with a smile.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Yue's expression changed drastically.

"The new film is released. This time you are a bystander and you can just be responsible for watching it." He Fan raised his hand and the illusion arose again. This time, yes, let's get her a hundred-year reincarnation and kill the Holy Ancestor?

"I, He Fan, have no choice but to break feudal superstition!"

As the Xinyi** tablet began, Yan Shendao walked out and looked at He Fan with dissatisfaction: "Cook God, can you not give me medicine?"

"That's a tonic." He Fan said bitterly: "Just like the chef's food, the more the better."

"I will catch some ferocious beasts for you, so don't give me medicine." Yan Shendao said.

"This...is good, He Xiu follows you." He Fan pondered, crushing the soul-raising pill and sprinkling it on the meat to let you eat it.

"Okay, humble ant, follow me." Yan Shendao hurriedly greeted He Xiu. In order not to take medicine, he decided to get a lot of ferocious beasts back.

"Before you catch the ferocious beast, you must cooperate with He Xiu to take medicine and supervise He Xiu." He Fan said.

"Cook God..."

"This god is the best in the world."

"I will be back soon." Yan Shendao said angrily.

Yan Shendao and He Xiu left, and He Fan continued to build an illusion and constantly slander the Northern Saint Ancestor. Of course, it was not considered slander. After all, the statue of the gods was really refined by flesh and blood, and there were also flesh and blood of the northern evolvers.

"God of Fire, let's go directly to the territory of the ferocious beast?" He Xiu asked.

"Of course." Yan Shendao grabbed He Xiu and left in the air: "Catch more and grasp those with strong strength, and I can stop the medicine of this god."

He Xiu really wanted to tell him that you are too naive, why don’t you feed him a few soul-raising pills now?

The two of them came to the ferocious beast territory. Yan Shendao looked for the ferocious beast figure in the air. They found that the ferocious beast was killed directly, and asked He Xiu to carry it.

"Yan Xuanxin?" After hundreds of miles deep, He Xiu's eyes swept to a familiar figure, which was Yan Xuanxin.

"Remnant of the God of Rebellion?" Yan Shendao looked at him. At this moment, Yan Xuanxin was walking through the forest, snorted coldly, and flew over directly.

"God of Fire, he also wants to summon the evolutionists of the East and the West, and the God of Chef will not let him kill him." He Xiu said quickly. If Bieyan Shendao was unhappy, he would kill him directly.

"Don't worry, I will not kill him." Yan Shendao waved his hand, and a strange color flashed in his fierce eyes.

"Remnant of the God of Rebellion."

Yan Shendao shouted coldly and went straight down the air to block Yan Xuanxin's way.

"Yan Xuanxin meets the supreme Nicholas Fire God." Yan Xuanxin's face changed and he hurriedly visited.

"Yan Xuanxin?" Yan Shendao looked at Yan Xuanxin, and a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. Then a flame appeared in his palm, and hesitated at Yan Xuanxin with one palm.

"God of Fire, don't kill him." He Xiu's expression changed drastically. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late and he didn't have the strength.

Yan Xuanxin looked frightened, but she could not hide, so she could only let the flames enter her body, and she was desperate.

Puff

A mouthful of blood was sprayed, and Yan Xuanxin was severely injured in an instant, but he did not die.

"I am just a lesson to the remnants of the rebel god." Yan Shendao snorted coldly, walked to the side, and then took off his pants and urinated.

He Xiu: "..."

Already crazy enough? Why do you pee everywhere?

"Take medicine." He Xiu took out a bottle of soul-raising pill: "Eat all, what the chef said."

"I... Humph, I will catch the ferocious beasts right away." Yan Shendao hummed in dissatisfaction and took the pill.

"Yan Xuanxin takes his leave." Yan Xuanxin struggled to get up, and without waiting for a response, she quickly slipped away and stayed there. I wonder if she would be beaten to death by this lunatic.

"Rebel God..."

"God of Fire, let him go." He Xiu sighed, are you really going to kill him?

Yan Xuanxin ran all the way, avoiding Yan Shendao, for fear that the madman would catch up.

"Hmm? Is this?"

After rushing for several miles, Yan Xuanxin suddenly stopped his body. The flames in his body turned into an illusory beast shadow, speaking ancient language: "This sacred fire is the god of the holy fire. Now he is trapped in the human body. Quickly take the body of the god and let the god return."

Yan Xuanxin: "..."

Holy Fire Ming? Is this serious? Didn’t the divine body be snatched by He Fan? What a nonsense, just ask He Fan for it!

"Stop the Flame God's Way from nourishing the soul, I will try my best to discharge the medicinal power and do it quickly. When this God returns, I will give you the body of the holy fire." The Illusion Beast Shadow spoke again.

Yan Xuan's heart is dull, what should I do? Even the south cannot beat him, what can I do? Is this Holy Fire Ming true or false? The ancient language seems to be passed down from the ancestors of the Holy Fire Ming, and only the core members of the south have contact with it.

Yan Xuanxin understood this language because he was the son of the leader. Yan Wusheng taught it privately. He changed to ordinary southern evolvers, but he had never heard of it.

"No matter whether it is true or false, this time the northern elders came out of seclusion, he would definitely be able to solve He Fan, but Yan Shen Dao needs to be left behind. If it is true, it would be that the ancestors were reborn from their bodies." Yan Xuan thought to himself: "Transfer this news."

"Is this the medicinal power?" In the courtyard, He Fan looked at Yan Shendao's urine, and there was actually the medicinal power of the soul-nourishing pill inside. Is this the medicinal power excreted by peeing?

"No wonder Yan Shendao has been peeing recently. He is forbidden to pee next time. If he doesn't work, he will tie him up." He Fan said coldly.8)
Chapter completed!