After this kick, Bessie Milock also noticed something strange about Qin Yichen.

In terms of ordinary wild gods, Qin Yichen is no longer a wild god, at least he can be called a **** in the true sense.

Because he has mastered more than one aspect of the world's rules, he is no longer a wild **** if he escapes from one of the world's rules.

But the **** of the earth.

Wild God, Earth God, Heaven God, Lord God.

Although this is simpler than the huge division of power in the mortal world, each step is very different, and the disparity is huge.

To become a wild **** is already a genius without one in ten thousand, and an earth **** is one in ten thousand among wild gods.

It is extremely difficult to understand the rules of a world, and many people can't do it all their lives.

Take Bessie Milok himself as an example, he only vaguely glimpsed the usage of some world rules, but he did not fully grasp it.

In the presence of the true God, his means will be suppressed everywhere.

But Bessie Millock's own limited talent couldn't take this step.

Trapped in front of the realm of wild gods, he can only choose knights, and he can only become knights, which is determined by his "blood".

But Qin Yichen now wants to say that he really has the strength of the Earth God, but that is not the case.

Whether it is the degree of mastery of the rules of the world, or even the degree of understanding of the rules of the world, it is not comparable to Bessie Milock.

This is a huge puzzle for Bessie Milock.

Why has he mastered different world rules, but cannot exert their true power?

"What kind of identity are you!"

This time, Bessie Milock showed no mercy and punched in front of him, causing a ripple in the air.

The next moment, Qin Yichen vomited blood and flew out.

There was the sound of the strong wind in his ears, and Qin Yichen only felt the pain coming to his face.

This kind of pain has not been encountered for a long time. Although the divine body is strong enough, Qin Yichen is still in unbearable pain under the punch of Bessie Milock.

The person in front of him was shrinking rapidly at a terrifying speed, and Qin Yichen knew that he had been knocked out.

go up again?

When this question appeared in his mind, Qin Yichen's heart was dignified.

Now the difference in strength between the two sides no longer needs to be explained in words. His defeat and being punched so far away is the best evidence of the strength gap between the two sides.

In addition to Bessie Milok, there are hundreds of people, all of whom are elites selected by the Supreme Court. Once they join forces, the consequences will be disastrous.

Escape?

Where can you escape to.

The Supreme Divine Court is really motivated to kill, no matter what happens, it will definitely cut the grass and root itself.

Whether it is themselves or the Temple of the Lord of Light, they must do their best to solve it.

admit defeat.

By betraying his followers, he regained the chance to survive in this world. Although he was embarrassed, he still had at least a weak chance.

Qin Yichen closed his eyes, and in the pain, bits and pieces of the existence of the Light Lord's Temple emerged in his heart.

At that moment, Qin Yichen thought about a lot of things and saw a lot.

In that instant, he was suddenly relieved.

Grabbing hard to the side, as if grabbing a rope, Qin Yichen's body stopped quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yichen looked up at Bessie Milock again, with a bit of doubt in his tone.

"who I am."

"Lord of the Light?"

With his current dedication to the Temple of the Lord of Light, I am afraid that even the most ordinary believer can't match it.

In order to promote the teachings of the Lord of Light's Temple, Sai Lao would always be on the way to preach unless he had something to choose from, and unless he ordered him to come back.

Matt, for the Temple of the Lord of Light, gave up his former identity and chose to appear in the Temple of the Lord of Light as a humble weapon, in order not to let Ares, the God of War, blame the Temple of the Lord of Light. In order to cultivate enough and credible helpers for the Temple of the Lord of Light, Fatty has spent four years since Qin Yichen retreated, and he has not even touched a drop of wine. to tame

On the day when the task of raising monsters is completed, drink enough.

Besides them, there are many believers doing what they can do.

Only Qin Yichen contributed very little to the Temple of the Lord of Light.

Qin Yichen smiled casually.

"With what I've done so far, I'm afraid I'm not worthy of the word Lord of Light."

Looking up at Bessie Milock again, Qin Yichen's eyes gradually became clear from confusion.

"I, Qin Yichen, will take up the responsibility of the Lord of Light in the future, not for others, but for myself."

After leaving the Three Thousand Dao Court, Qin Yichen's eyes were rare, full of fighting intent.

How much difference is there between his own ties in this world and the Three Thousand Dao Court?

Is it possible to let down the friends around you in order not to let down the former partners?

Qin Yichen had never thought about it or felt that way.

It's just that he was misled and misunderstood by Athena. He felt that the peak of this world would soon be reached, so it didn't matter.

But today, once again putting the truth in front of him, Qin Yichen finally saw it clearly.

Now it is difficult for him to even fight against a peak knight, let alone become a god.

This is bound to be a long road.

In this process, it is impossible for him not to get in touch with people in this world.

The only thing that makes Qin Yichen feel fortunate is that although he did not do what the Lord of Light should do, these believers did not abandon him or reprimand him.

Like a large group of brothers and friends.

They never say much, just wait for the day when the transformation occurs, and until that day, silently do what they can.

Qin Yichen opened his palm, and in his palm, a black aura quietly gathered.

Looking up at Bessie Milock, Qin Yichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised his head.

"Well, I made a bet with Tiandao before, and now I will bet with you again."

"This thing in my hand is called Yin-Yang Dao Ball. I'm not sure how powerful it is, because it's something that was just made."

"In this way, you can choose to hide or not. If I lose, you will take the head."

Such an abrupt proposal made Besimi Locke burst into laughter.

"Master Guang, are you confused by me?"

"Now you only have one chance to choose, and that is to bow your head to the Supreme Court, otherwise, I can only strive to keep a whole corpse for you!"

In Qin Yichen's palm, it was the doubts that plagued him after he came to this world.

Now, with the help of the exhaustive method, Qin Yichen was finally able to reproduce the power of this move.

Raising his hand, Qin Yichen poured a snow-white aura into the mass of ink. In an instant, the situation changed, and the wind swept through.