The sound of the ice freezing was so different from the shouting of killing and the sound of weapons colliding, as if as the ice solidified, the shouting of killing behind Silver Dust also suddenly lowered by an octave. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Silver Dust jumped up again, turned around, and the levitation technique was activated. He stood proudly on the ladder and glanced condescendingly at the pursuers behind him. Two monks who only had the Peiyuan realm faced each other with swords, and the swords in their hands happened to intersect with each other, forming a large X-shape between them. They glared at each other, their expressions stiff and twisted, as if they wanted to summon the power of their facial muscles and pour them into the sword in their hands. Their expressions, movements, and determination to kill each other completely condensed at that moment, frozen in a huge piece of blue ice that just blocked the way for others to climb upward.

"That should be fine, right? It will take a lot of time for them to melt the Xuanbing. Silver Dust fell to the ground, turned around again, and continued to go upward, but suddenly, there was a sound behind him of Xuan Ice being violently shattered.

He stopped in surprise and turned around, only to see a monk wielding a plate axe, and with a fierce axe, he smashed Xuan Bing and the people inside into pieces.

On his axe, an extremely strong, as if thick metal-like Gangfeng erupted, it was a metallic Gangfeng, there was no special effect, and it was a Gangfeng that won purely by strength.

"You...... How dare you do that!" Yinchen was slightly surprised, and then said in a tone of "sure enough". He laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking to himself that he really couldn't expect any kindness and mercy from these monks. Gabroyle's mages would never have killed a stranger frozen in such a way unless they were enemies of life and death. As a mage from the civilized world, he still hasn't been able to fully get used to this barbaric society.

The monk with the plate axe was very large, tall and long-legged, and he had stepped many stone steps in two steps, and almost in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Silver Dust. Even if Silver Dust turned around and ran away at this time, it was too late, so he could only raise his empty left hand and wrestle face-to-face with this monk who looked like a powerful monk.

"Phantom Dragon Zhengang? No, directly use the Doomsday Judgment!" "Silver Dust's mind was spinning, and when he saw that the powerful axe in the monk's hand was raised above his head, he was about to split it down, and quickly replaced the fire attribute magic that only had "medium physical thrust" with the "extremely high physical thrust" magic used by the Holy Magister, this magic was the same as the extinction winter after his upgrade, it was a magic that could be turned into a continuous jet like Gangfeng, that is, the so-called magic that must be channeled.

His left hand suddenly burst into a crimson light, and a world of lava unfolded in the light. Heaven and earth turned completely into a terrifying orange-red color like a burst of flames in this instant. The stone steps beneath your feet turned into an orange-red flame stream, and the sky above your head turned into an orange-red sea of boiling stars. Suddenly, Silver Dust felt a great sense of courage poured into his body, it was the buff power provided by the "Heavenly Tribulation", his left hand from the sleeve of his shirt, from the shoulder to the fingertips, completely turned a red color, and bright flames burned on his arm, looking like many embroidered patterns. Silver Dust seemed to have an epiphany, and he didn't care about any moves or not, and directly rounded his arm with a knife and slashed it over. His "moves" seemed childish and ridiculous in the eyes of any monk, full of flaws, and the monk in front of him couldn't help but have a hint of mockery in his cruel and violent eyes when he saw his movements.

For some reason, the crimson flames suddenly merged into a storm of flames, turning into a thin tornado of flames, and slammed into the monk's falling plate axe with Silver Dust's hand knife. Fire axes intersect. The heavy metallic wind and the scorching whirlwind of flames collided with each other with a loud bang like a heavy hammer. Silver Dust's body shook slightly, the force of the recoil almost dislocated his shoulder, and the monk who was using the plate axe also took a step back, stepping on the stone steps with both feet so that he did not let himself roll down the ladder.

Doomsday Judgment, Extinction Winter, and even the Phantom Dragon Zhengang and Binglan Soul Locking Soul seem to be magic that can be turned into a "Gang-like wind body", and the biggest advantage of this magic is that it can be channeled and can be released [continuously] rather than [continuously]. Just as Silver Dust did at this time, the real use of these four kinds of magic was actually to compete with others.

This is also the usual trick of mages against warriors. The power of the mage comes from the heaven and the earth itself, unlike the warrior who only comes from himself, and the warrior fights for strength, which is equivalent to using himself as a medium to guide the warrior to fight against the heaven and the earth, and the result of this goes without saying that it is known that people can't fight heaven and earth after all.

While maintaining the torrent of flames, Silver Dust slowly raised his right hand, trying to retract the computer into the arcane space so that he could free his right hand to fight. At the same time, the monk in front of him began to retreat after holding out for three seconds, striding backwards. The monk wasn't pushed by the flames of silver dust to his feet, but he was too hot to stand!

The plate axe in the monk's hand has already melted a little half, and his robe and shirt have already burned, if it weren't for the metallic wind he urged, blocking most of the flames and heat, so that his body was only exposed to the heat of sixty-five degrees, I am afraid that at this time he would have turned into a skewer of barbecue, and the flame vortex emitted by the silver dust is called the Last Judgment, which is really the Last Judgment. The temperature in the center of the flame was probably close to 6,500 degrees.

The monks retreated, but more monks caught up, many of whom were masters of using the cold poison true element. Most of the poison-attribute Gangfeng are as cold as cold water, and they are very effective against flames and scorching thunder Gangfeng. In just a few seconds, Silver Dust had already seen the two cultivators who cultivated the True Yuan of the Poison System barely withstood the heat of the flames, and rushed forward past the monk who was using the plate axe.

At this moment, the laptop in Silver Dust's hand had not yet been put back into the arcane space.

"I can't take care of it!" the arcane unleashed, and the silver dust drifted back and forth, ascending the higher stone steps. The flame in his hand was extinguished, as if a fighter who had made up his mind to flee had extinguished his fighting spirit, but in the next second, the originally dark purple-red sky was illuminated by the firelight into a vivid orange red.

High in the zenith, right next to the exit of the secret realm, a star suddenly lit up, as if a supernova had exploded. The star was orange-red, and a large area of the sky around it was lit up in a catastrophic orange-red. Silently, a huge stream of flame light was launched from the star, and it went straight down like a synchronous orbital energy cannon that transcended distance. The light flow of the flame was not very thick, it was just a red cylinder with a diameter of four feet, but the moment the flame flow collided with the stone steps of the ladder, a hemispherical sky-high fire spread out in an instant, enveloping all the monks in front of Silver Dust in the flames.

"The Last Starlight. Silver Dust slowly spat out these four words. There was no place in his body that lit up the flames of the elemental gathering, because the Doomsday Judgment he had just released had already ignited enough flames under the feet of the monks, and these flames could already form a complete magic array to complete the magic of the final starlight in place of silver dust. (To be continued.) )