After leaving the Black Dragon Clan, Qin Yichen took a deep breath, covering his chest, and his breathing became a little rapid.

"This matter is still troublesome."

Qin Yichen stopped and his breathing became more rapid.

"I didn't expect that such a problem would arise just by cutting off the connection with the statue."

"There are still things about King Arthur that need to be taken care of now. It seems it's not time to rest yet."

Qin Yichen just took a breath, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He suddenly raised his head and looked around.

There was darkness between the stars, but in Qin Yichen's current opinion, this darkness was a bit too dark.

There was an inexplicable pressure on his body, crushing his limbs. Even his internal organs seemed to be ejected from his body.

"Illusion? Taoism? Or the power of faith?"

Qin Yichen quickly eliminated all possibilities in his mind, but there was really not much time left for him.

The black smoke was getting closer and closer, and Qin Yichen even saw a black mist coming in.

Qin Yichen's face darkened.

"What's this?"

With Qin Yichen's current vision, the origin of the method that he could not recognize must not be simple.

It is impossible for illusion to bring him such a strong sense of oppression, and people in this world are not good at illusion. Apart from this, Qin Yichen did not find any relevant records in the Temple of the God of War.

What is left can only be the power of faith.

The enemy is in the dark, Qin Yichen is in the light.

If the black fog hadn't filled the air, Qin Yichen would never have made such a hasty judgment.

Because taking action now means that your trump card is exposed.

Whether to fight or retreat, the initiative lies in the opponent's hands.

This is extremely detrimental to Qin Yichen.

Especially now, Qin Yichen has just cut off the power of his faith and his body is still in a weak state.

"I can't control that much anymore."

Qin Yichen let out a low roar, and the light in the Light Master's temple suddenly lit up.

In the darkness, a ray of warm sunshine fell.

Qin Yichen glanced at the familiar power of faith, and then looked around.

Gritting his teeth.

"Just let me try again."

Qin Yichen stepped into the light, and everything around him suddenly became clear.

Feeling that he had another connection with the Holy Light, Qin Yichen quickly ran his skills secretly to resist the erosion of the world's rules in the Holy Light.

Qin Yichen didn't want to have his thoughts influenced by others happen again.

Resist the erosion of the holy light in the dark, and look outside at the same time.

"Who are you? Do you dare to come out and see me?"

Qin Yichen's eyes were slightly vacant, and he looked around with a vigilant expression, wary of opponents who might rise up at any time.

However, the surroundings were still extremely silent.

Black mist slowly pressed towards Qin Yichen.

Cold sweat appeared on Qin Yichen's forehead.

Holding his hands empty, Qin Yichen no longer planned to keep his trump card.

Mainly because Qin Yichen was thinking that he had traveled back and forth between the Black Dragon Clan and the Star Domain of the God of War Temple several times.

I didn't notice anything strange along the way, and I was worried about King Arthur.

So it's a bit relaxing.

He didn't expect that this small mistake would put him in such a dangerous situation.

"Since you don't speak, don't blame me for being rude."

Qin Yichen waved his hand directly, and the power of faith went directly through the darkness and into the black mist.

But the holy light penetrates the darkness.

No sound.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, without any trace.

In just an instant, it was swallowed up.

The black mist around him was still there, and Qin Yichen's expression changed slightly.

There is something evil about this thing!

The power of faith can be said to be the most powerful force in this world, but I never thought that such a power could not repel the black mist.

Moreover, the power of faith was swallowed up the moment it entered the black mist.

Qin Yichen's eyelids twitched.

Immediately stepped back.

In the blink of an eye, the place where he had been was completely engulfed by black mist.

At the top, a pair of scarlet eyes quietly emerged.

After searching for a while in the darkness, he saw Qin Yichen's location.

When Qin Yichen's consciousness came out, he was directly swallowed by the black mist and suffered another trauma.

Qin Yichen's expression darkened due to such strange means.

Looking at those eyes, Qin Yichen's back suddenly felt numb and he quickly made some magic tricks.

"Taofa!"

As soon as the voice in his heart fell, black mist swept in, completely engulfing Qin Yichen's body.

Darkness surged.

Suddenly, those scarlet eyes hesitated for a moment.

"No, he ran away."

The black mist loosened, leaving only a little remaining power of faith still resisting.

Stretching out his hand and holding the power of the Light Lord's faith in his hand, a trace of doubt flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"The feeling this person gives me is so strange."

…

In the Light Lord's Temple, a ray of light flashed through, and Qin Yichen fell to the ground suddenly.

Behind him is the huge shadow of the statue.

Grasping his corroded right hand, Qin Yichen stood up and used the Way of Yin and Yang to disperse the strange black mist remaining in his arm, and then suppressed it with a statue.

After doing all this, Qin Yichen took a deep breath and took a few steps back.

His body fell weakly to the ground.

After breathing for a while, Qin Yichen sat up in a somewhat embarrassed state.

"What the hell does this thing come from?"

Qin Yichen had a bit of joy on his face.

If he hadn't used Taoism in time, he would have used the power of yin and yang to travel through space and return to the statue.

That move just now could kill him.

Because the power of faith is too restrained.

"Could this thing be specifically aimed at the existence of the power of faith?"

Thinking carefully about the previous battle, Qin Yichen suddenly felt a little suspicious in his heart.

The power of faith is already the top power in this world, how come it has no effect when attacking?

It was like meeting a natural enemy.

Qin Yichen fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Qin Yichen suddenly stood up and looked at the black mist suppressed by the statue.

Although it was just a small cloud of black mist, it swallowed up a fantasy flower under the statue.
To be continued...