The silver-colored magician trembled his pupils and couldn't believe his ears: "It's so early?...... I, I'm not ready......" Thinking about his current strength far below that of the Dharma God and his physique, which was completely like that of an ordinary man, the magician only felt a wave of despair rise from his spine and drown his whole body.

However, the song was not willing to wait, and the moment the voice fell, time flowed again, and the black-clothed warrior ignored the chaos and agitation in Yinchen's heart, and lifted the hammer again.

The white silver pupils suddenly shrank at this moment, and the originally scattered and fearful gaze became extremely sharp, and in the depths of the white silver pupils, scattered snowflakes slowly precipitated, and on the white silver right hand, the light broke

"Avada Suo!" The entire field of vision of the silver dust illuminated by the thick green light, the power of petrification was blocked by the gangfeng, and it did not cause any trouble to the black-clothed warrior, but because of the equipment of the spiritual weapon, in order to maintain the operation of the spiritual weapon, the body protection qi shield seemed a little insufficient, and he could only protect the underwear under the black martial arts suit, so the black-clothed warrior's robe rolled over, and the weather was majestic, and the green scorching and chaotic gang wind flowed out from the neckline and the hem of the short coat, and the chest and waist circled like flowing clouds.

The petrified light of the same color shone on the black martial arts suit, and in that instant, the black cloth turned into flake-like metal.

It wasn't armor, it was a restraint suit, and when Silver Dust released the petrification spell, he didn't have time to think about the rotation of the joints, he was busy breaking through and killing people at this time.

And the light and the arcane are combined to destroy.

The right hand that shot out the judgment and the curse was pitch black, and an aura of the highest level of necromantic magic emanated from the hand. Silver Dust took a step forward, and arrived in front of the black-clothed warrior, slamming his palm on the chest of the black-clothed warrior who suddenly stopped for a moment.

Under the feet of the black-clothed warrior, it was suddenly blazing white, and the top of the black-clothed warrior's head was suddenly pitch black, and the light and darkness in a radius of one foot slammed into the middle, and in the continuous crisp sound of flesh and bones, a black-clothed warrior with a gorgeous cushion powder was ground into flesh foam by the hedging power of light and darkness.

Black and white, light and dark, flipped several times in this small square circle, and then disappeared, and there was no black-clothed man in front of Yinchen, only a pool of muddy flesh and blood.

"Understood!" The moment Silver Dust whispered, a tragic green light erupted again, and the other black-clothed warriors who were forming a formation were shocked by the leader's tragic death, and quickly dodged when they saw the green light shooting, but they were finally not shot, and the green light fell on the red wooden pillar of the arrow tower, and the wooden pillar instantly turned into a stone pillar.

A confident golden light slowly emerged from the silver pupils. Facing the second black-clothed warrior who rushed over, he swung his wide sleeves, and a silver Gadlin barrel protruded from the cuff.

"Arcane barrage!" "Endless purple missiles roared out and crackled down on the body of the black-clothed warrior, who was trembling like chaff all over, and his stomach was tumbling upside down, obviously not suffering any substantial damage, but he was so made by the purple missile combo that he almost vomited everything he had eaten in his life. He quickly retreated, unable to stand at all by the impact of the missile cluster, and just as he retreated behind another black-clothed warrior, the light in Yinchen's hand flashed, and a huge lightsaber more than a person tall pierced out, directly turning the black-clothed warrior who had not had time to set up a defense against Gangfeng into ashes.

Basic Magical Sword of Judgment.

Behind the white silver right hand, on the flesh-and-blood wrist, a light rune emerged, and on his left wrist, the fire mark formed by the splicing of two flame runes was still in a [solidified] state.

The first two fireball combos he fired couldn't just be counted.

Silver Dust lowered his right hand, and his forward footsteps stopped, and in front of him, the black-clothed warriors were gathering.

They didn't have time to assemble their forces, because the solidified mark suddenly burned, and the silver magician raised his hand and rolled out a palm, and a mighty fire dragon rushed straight ahead.

"The dragon roars!"

The fire dragon opened its burning mouth without saying a word and bit down, the huge dragon mouth was enough to swallow the two people side by side alive, and the black-clothed warriors turned pale and could only raise their spiritual shields to resist, but the surface of the shield that could have slid any sharp weapon to the side immediately melted away as soon as it came into contact with the bright red sharp dragon teeth, and even the right hands of the two black-clothed warriors were directly turned into charcoal.

As soon as the wind of the military force rose, it was interrupted by the painful groans of the two members. The fire dragon crashed into the crowd, Huo Ran exploded, and the loud sound of this explosion was the real dragon's;

The explosion carried a huge wind pressure, blowing the five people in front of him directly away, and the silver dust didn't care about causing the scorching sun hell, and immediately rushed to the two masters of returning to the void as fast as possible, fortunately, the masters of returning to the void seemed to really uphold the pride of some kind of strong, and actually retreated and advanced, one to the side of the king who was standing, and the other rushed directly towards the silver dust.

The pressure of the returning Gangfeng caused Yinchen's body to stop directly in place...... The silver magician raised his right hand with a little difficulty, and the poor physical fitness of the body, even with the double protection of the hegemonic body and the crown, was barely supported by the momentum of this super strong man who was as heavy as a mountain.

"No matter, the first battle is a decisive battle!"

"Hah!" the returning master with the pigtail of money suddenly drew a shining saber from behind his back and slashed at the magician with ease.

As soon as he made a move, it was a complete set of sharp knife techniques, and in the light movements, there was only the irresistible huge force of the Gangfeng, and there was a terrifying high temperature like a thunderstorm.

His movements were so light, so light that every blow was swift as thunder, furious as fire, but also heavy as a mountain. If you lift weights lightly, this is the realm of returning to emptiness!

The magician's eyes were bright and firm, and he could see that the opponent was just making a tentative move, or rather, there was no need to be too serious about dealing with a boy like him, right?

And Yinchen's palm, at that moment, was handed out at the same time, and his palm was almost not supersonic but superlight.

The night suddenly fell, and under the starry sky, a swirling blood-colored red light erupted from the silver palm, which was not blood, but fire, the flames of hell.

"Shadowless Seven Killing Skeleton Poisoners!" "The silver-colored figure in the suddenly approaching dark night, like a ghost flying by, as if it was completely incorporeal, passed through the sword of the returning master, passed through his body protection Gangfeng, and staggered past him, which was a staggered defense like a textbook.

The ferocious flames exploded in a second after the silver dust passed by.

On the placket of the chest of the returning master, a bloody handprint first appeared, and the palm print with five fingers together sprinkled a dazzling red light in the night that had not yet faded, and what was rolling in the red light was not blood, not evil, but flames, and killing.

Then, the flames burned all over his body, and the master of returning to the void screamed and fell straight down.

The night was gone, and the silver-colored magician stopped, gasping heavily. The consumption of physical strength by the Shadowless Seven Killing Skeleton Poisoners is too great. His entire arm is now wooden.

"No...... If this continues, the final beam fist will not be released at all...... You must first use ordinary moves to accumulate the compensation of the light attribute before you can ...... Now I don't have any other means to launch a dark attribute attack except the Demon Cry Slash Fist!"

He gasped and thought, and at this time, the coercion of another Void Returning Master came from far and near.

"Boy, you have succeeded in angering me, uncle!" The master of returning to the void, who was also a messenger, jumped like thunder, and the long whip in his hand was really like the tentacles of the devil, and it rolled towards him like a poisonous dragon.

"Oh no! Long Whip!" The figure of the magician immediately disappeared in place, joking, long whip weapons, the most troublesome thing that can cause a trapped state, Silver Dust secretly spit out that the people who use the long whip are sexual sadists.

But no matter how much he complained, the long whip was still a very popular weapon.

"I don't know if anyone will suspect that I'm Black Zero after launching the Curse...... Let's talk about it later, buy time and wait for your strength to recover......" Silver Dust thought as he walked out of the hyperspace portal, casually throwing out a bottle of blood, followed by another cloud of arcane liquid.

The orb formed by the arcane magic liquid shattered the blood vial that had not yet hit the ground like a projectile, and the dark gold and crimson splashed and fused in the air, and with the sound of silver dust, even he didn't know what it meant, and the filthy and filthy thing flew back into the sleeve of silver dust.

The magician used his divine sense to control the liquid, shrinking into small balls, not staining the sleeves of his robes, knowing that the blood mixed with the Arcane Liquid would get on his clothes, and he would not expect to be washed off in this life.

He waited, waiting for the Void Master to find himself in the air, turning around, and before he could make a second whip, he shot a swirling icy blue cold light from his sleeve.

"Isaac's spear. ”

The spear didn't even penetrate the Gangfeng, it shattered, and the long whip in the hand of the master of returning to the void was as dexterous as a snake.

The shadow of the long whip flashed in front of his eyes, and Yinchen suddenly felt a huge thrust coming, and he flew out fiercely, looking like he was about to fall from the high city tower.

He heard a little girl scream.

"Wings of Fantasy!" he immediately decided, his wings formed by the wind spread out behind his back, and the heavy wind that entered his body literally exploded a hundred paces away, and many lowly forbidden soldiers screamed in horror.

"Isaac's spear!" he shot out a long spear of ice again, the length of which was extremely amazing, and it was more than eighty paces away in an instant, and it went straight to the throat of the king.

Who would have thought!

The Isaac spear of silver dust, the sharp tip of the spear can completely penetrate the body protection gas shield of the master of the return to the void.

"Protect the prince!" came a panicked shout from among the soldiers, but it was too late, and the cold light was coming, and then the gun shot like a dragon

A diamond-shaped shield suddenly unfolded in front of the king, and the light of the mysterious weapon was almost invisible in the direct sunlight at noon, but the power of the inferior mysterious weapon was still highlighted, and the spear blade hit the shield, shattering and disintegrating in an instant.

The blue cold mist that symbolized freezing dispersed, but it was blocked by the yellow light emitted by the diamond-shaped shield, and it was not at all contaminated with the Dao Venerable King's body. The voice of another little girl seemed to linger in the crowd of "Xuanqi Tarot Shield ......", but then a large number of black-clothed warriors fell to the ground with nameless poison in their bodies.

The lightly injured Void Returning Master roared, and suddenly rushed to a corner, Yinchen's eyes tightened, and his body disappeared into the air again.

The cold light erupted at this moment.

The explosion of Xuan Ice sounded like a crisp roar, and huge icicles rose from the ground, instantly exploding into a diamond peak full of ice thorns like sea urchins. "Diamond Stardust Explosion!" "The endless ice sword that exploded from the high-level ice magic, just like the ten thousand sword tricks issued by the ancient immortals, rushed towards the injured returning master like a locust tide, and the returning master saw that the ice sword was fierce, and quickly rolled sideways to dodge, he now injured his internal organs, how dare he take so many ice swords as ordered?

Seeing his movements, Silver Dust snapped his fingers lightly, and the ice sword immediately exploded in mid-air.

"Extinction Winter!"

At the same time that Silver Dust appeared next to the little girl, the midday sun disappeared, the sky was gray and misty, and hexagonal snowflakes the size of a basin fell from the sky, and above the earth, the night was cold and cold.

The pale blue ice crystals climbed up the legs of every warrior, freezing everyone in an instant, and even the masters of returning to the void were not spared. At this time, Silver Dust felt a power similar to the power he had used to cast the apotheosis magic, an infinite power that seemed to stand proudly in his own divine kingdom.

At this time, Yinchen didn't want anything else, and concentrated on manipulating the ice and cold wind, and the wind controlled by Yinchen alone had the power of the double Gangfeng of the outer wind alone.

It was only at this time that he could feel his mastery of the wind element.

"Shenwu Hou?!" At this time, the venerable king Zhao Fenglei saw clearly the "thief" who came to assassinate him.

"The emperor's edict, what about you, traitor and collaborator, so you can't command the forbidden army, now this place is under my control, hurry back to the queen mother to plead, otherwise you will really die......" Yinchen's tone was extremely casual, but no one thought he was joking, the forbidden soldiers and black-clothed warriors on this section of the city wall saw that the relatives were clear, and the messenger from the northern kingdom directly found the noble king, and was not welcomed into the city.

It's clear that he has fornicated with the enemy messenger.

The forbidden soldiers, who originally wanted to come up to help, suddenly flinched. They felt shame, almost unbearable shame. Obviously not, they did this just to reassure the people, to make themselves feel at ease, so that the city could wake up and sleep in peace, and they were burdened with the infamy of soldiers every day, and in addition to moving bricks and building walls to the mansions of the major princes, cleaning, serving tea and water, they regarded walking on the city wall wearing chain mail as their only life goal, and even the only meaning and evidence of existence. The glory of the forbidden army is completely gathered here, they are one of the very few armies in the south without shame, and now, the "leader" they originally relied on, King Zhao Fenglei, has personally buried this glory.