"This silver-haired elder brother, the younger one is the temporary disciple of the Demon Pavilion, Zhang Baisheng. The white, pure, somewhat thin boy hugged his fists very respectfully, and smiled at the silver dust, looking very sincere. Yinchen glanced at this young man, who might only be one or two years older than him, and from under his Peiyuan Thirteen Folds strength, he saw a curiosity that Yuan Ying Thirteen Folds would not come back.

"I've seen the devil!" "Silver Dust arched his hand, and his footsteps didn't stop: "Silver Dust." ”

"The devil is not counted, at most it is a demon tail!" Zhang Baisheng said modestly: "Xiao Ke wants to ask my brother, but you have already expected the danger of those rats just now?"

"yes. Yinchen said truthfully indifferently: "Didn't I stop for a little time before, and died judging what kind of risk it was." ”

"What's so scary about rats?" said Shi Bai with a sneer, in exchange for Wan Jianxin's cold eyes, but the strange thing was that this little guy who was also Pei Yuan's thirteenth level didn't seem to be afraid of the distracted "supermen" at all.

"I don't know why my brother would think that rats can bring us such a great danger? Brother should know that people who are afraid of rats in the rivers and lakes will be laughed at, right?" This Zhang Baisheng translated Shi Bai's words, and those words were much smoother in the ears of righteous people, and he couldn't help but have a hint of respect: "We people who are confused in the rivers and lakes, where would we think that this little mouse would be so difficult to deal with?!"

When he said this, the people in the righteous path and the demon path all pricked up their ears, for fear of missing a word, this time they were really disgraced by a group of the most lowly and humble rats, and there was even a loss of a person on the side of the Demon Pavilion.

"If it's an ordinary rat mouse, you probably think that even a glance at it will be a blessing for them to cultivate in several lifetimes!" The mage had no shelf at all at this time, and patiently explained to the people around him: "Usually the rats we see in the barn and the barn are all hamsters, and they have no special skills except for stealing grain. But Master I walked all over the famous mountains and rivers, broke through the most mysterious ancient cemetery palace, saw the most remote magic secrets, and naturally also in a chance chance, I saw the legendary 'devouring giant rat', this kind of rat body is a foot away, living in groups, swarming to not mention cats, even tigers dare to eat, the only defect is actually afraid of the sun and ventilation and dry places, so in the deep underground, inaccessible places, the appearance of mice, and ordinary granary rats are different, have to be vigilant. I hesitated before, but I carefully weighed and thought about which of the various ways to deal with this rat was more certain. And you can see it, and you can really kill rats with fire......."

"Awesome!"

"Little brother is amazing! Saved so many of our lives!"

"That's it, the great grace is not grateful, and the people of our Demon Wei Pavilion are also grateful for their kindness!"

The sound of sycophants was rolling like a tide, only Shi Bai and his master Xu Quan had a gray face, embarrassed and jealous, and did not say a word. The mage raised his eyebrows at them, neither laughing at their "betrayal of relatives" nor scolding them for their "ingratitude", in fact, he sneered in his heart, and he had already seen this string of people in the demon path very thoroughly.

Don't be kidding, they all know that Entu pays attention to the righteousness of buddies, and it is also called the Demon Dao? The sect is united, and the whole is united, that is the true righteous path like the Heavenly Killing Demon Palace, which is dressed in the skin of the Demon Dao!

The Wind Source Continent, the Evil Dark Divine Skill, and the power system of the entire world determine that individuals can only climb up by stepping on the bones of all those who are willing to show kindness to you!

This is the civilization of Shengong, this is the tradition of the samurai. The sword is ruthless, and the magic is unrighteous!

The righteous path led by Lihattian is spreading, and they are all martyrs who follow those shining points in human nature, whether they are alive or dead, although there are many sects between them, but in fact, the righteous path in the world is just a sect called "human justice", the difference between the Iron Sword Gate and the Xuantian Pavilion is just a different hall under the sect. These are what Silver Dust has felt most in the past five years, the righteous path cannot be degenerated, and the demonic path has degenerated to the point that it is undefensible.

Therefore, Mr. Archmage can't believe that the Demon Dao people can have the attribute of knowing the grace of the Diagram, and the only Demon Dao person with this attribute, Sakura Shixuan, with the Archmage's speculation, is either a rebellion against the Demon Dao or a martyrdom for the righteous path, and there is no third ending. In the face of the gratitude and sycophants of the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, the archmage did not dare to be careless and paralyzed, and there was a smirk on his face that he was in collusion with the demonic people, and he was not sure how to curse viciously in his heart.

Of course, if the archmage really curses someone, then you can't escape the fate of being killed by bad luck even if you hide in the monk's temple, and the curse of the silver-haired archmage has been in these demon power pavilion disciples as early as after a fire burned the rat group.

Why did he use light magic to heal all the members of the Iron Sword Gate?

The injuries suffered by these heroes were nothing more than being bitten by wolves, and as long as they were not bitten in the face, this kind of wound was no more special to them than the damage of the sword. After applying the golden creation medicine, it is good to use the Juyuan style to recover, and even, the archmage can use the water magic with less consumption and higher healing effect, why should he use the light magic with relatively high mana cost and not very good effect?

That's because he knows that these "devouring giant rats" are actually not creatures, but a species between creatures and undead ghosts, similar to Ambrelai's specialty - "zombies", who are not afraid of the holy light, and gather in groups, lose their minds, and infect their own kind. Those who are bitten by them will have corpse poison hidden in their bodies, and their bodies and souls will be slowly corroded until they finally become a member of the zombie creatures.

The archmage sneered secretly, he didn't tell anyone this most important information, he just wanted to wait for the ungrateful Xu Quan to suddenly fall ill, and it was best to eat the annoying and black-hearted Shibai. The corpse poison left by the bite of the rat is not a T virus, and it will not be transmitted twice, but it will make people more crazy.

And any corpse poison can only be completely purified in the face of the light healing magic that contains the sacred fire of civilization. The Archmage unleashed healing magic on the people of the Iron Sword Gate without caring about the people of the Demon Pavilion, and his intentions can be imagined.

Silver Dust's explanation and the sycophants of the disciples of the Demon Pavilion eased the relationship between the two parties, at least superficially. The distance between the two teams was unconsciously shortened by more than half, although there was still a little distance, but at least the two sides talked and laughed, and they were not hostile and insulting each other for the time being.

"Be careful!" the team had traveled about two kilometers before coming to a halt under a strange plaque. At this time, not to mention the silver dust that feels keenly. Even ordinary people like Yi Xuanzi could see that something was wrong, and twenty people stopped almost at the same time.

Behind the corner to the right, there is a long corridor, under the light of the torches, there is no end in sight, and there are people who know how the ancients who did not even have a calendar thousands of years ago carved out such a long, straight, smooth walkway.

The floor of the walkway is paved with stone slabs, which have been tightly fitted for a thousand years, smooth but also monotonous. The four walls of the walkway are ordinary stone walls, which are as smooth and smooth as the ground. The roof of the walkway is made of long stone slabs densely paved, and the gaps are so thin that they are almost invisible, and there is no difference between the color, texture and style of the wall and floor. The whole aisle was pitch black, although there were a pair of lamp stands nailed to the stone wall at every distance, but there would never be a drop of lamp oil in the lamp shelf. The twenty people who explored the way could only rely on the light of two torches to make their way forward. In the tunnel-like underground walkway, the light of the torches seems to be extremely sharp, and it can shine on the top of the stone thirty meters away.

Except for one bend, the tunnel was a flat blue-gray everywhere, except here, a stone slab somehow embedded in the middle of the two stones, wedged into the top of two large stones, connected to the ceiling, and drooped more than a foot, high above the underground walkway. There are many patterns engraved on the plaque, which are exactly the same as the current patterns of "Xuanluo Sect".

Li Xiaomeng looked at the pattern, and her expression was a little intoxicated.

In the middle of the rock plaque, there are three big characters engraved, which are all Central Plains characters "tiger".

Tiger Tiger Tiger.

Tiger! Tiger!

The Silver Dust Archmage's pupils shrank sharply, and he could sense the great danger contained in the straight path ahead.

The people around him, the people behind him, and the people in the demon path on his right were all silent, and they all felt a cold, eerie and strange atmosphere slowly rising from the soles of their feet, gradually submerging the top of their heads.

"What's going on?" Wan Jianxin's voice sounded alone and then dissipated alone, his question unanswered.

"Be careful, there must be a demon when things go wrong!" In the team of the Demon Wei Pavilion, Xu Quan said coldly: "It is only right to send someone over to explore the way." ”

He turned his head and saw that the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, one by one, lowered their heads, hiding their eyes and noses, as if this would make him unable to recognize himself, and in the corner where he couldn't see, a shibai was almost shrunk into a ball.

In the corner of his eye, he saw Yinchen and Wan Jianxin glancing at each other, Wan Jianxin's blue eyes were rolling with all kinds of treacherous emotions, including trust, and his eyes were as deep and terrifying as the mysteries of the universe.

"Find someone who is familiar with your abilities......" Wan Jianxin muttered in a low voice, and then raised his voice slightly: "Yixuanzi!"

"In!" There was no fear in Yi Xuanzi's voice and tone, only Li Xiaomeng beside him had tears in his eyes: "Xianggong ......"

There was a terrible silence in the team of twenty people, and even Zhang Baisheng, who was mixed in the middle of the righteous path, lowered his head and did not dare to make any sound. Everyone knows that anyone who goes out to explore the path now can be counted as dead.

No one knows what is behind the plaque of the Three Tigers, maybe it's a poisonous arrow, maybe it's an insect ant, maybe it's a javelin shot from under the feet, etc., in short, it can't be guarded against, under the former enemy who has no targeted plan, just maintaining the body protection magic to move forward, and it can't provide any guarantee for the life of the pathfinder, but if you don't send someone to explore the way, everyone walks together, then when you encounter a trap, it will be all the hot personnel who will be finished together. For the sake of the sect, for the sake of the boss, for the sake of the righteous brothers, sending someone to explore the path is the only feasible option.

Sacrificing one person, preserving ten people, and even twenty of them, is itself a pathfinder in the long line behind, and a cannon fodder to be sacrificed.

This is the idea shared by the five new disciples of the Iron Sword Sect, a female disciple of the Xuanluo Sect, and all the people of the Demon Dao, which is very cruel and realistic.

This is the cause of the sad and depressing atmosphere at the moment of the first sacrifice and parting, even if the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, if they are not sad for their fellow disciples, they will also be sad for their own rabbits and foxes.

After hearing the roll call, Yixuanzi just smiled, his smile was not a forced smile, let alone a death, his smile was just a little fearless.

Yi Xuanzi did not follow the Silver Dust Archmage through the Red Blood Demon Realm, nor did he follow the Black Zero Great Divine Master through the Storm Pavilion, but he did follow the Silver Dust to many places and knew the strange abilities of this mysterious Archmage. Yi Xuanzi knows very well that this mysterious master who is much younger than himself may not be able to save many people in a crisis, but he can definitely keep a person from dying, no matter what situation that person faces.

Yixuanzi smiled relaxedly, patted his wife's shoulder lightly, signaled her not to panic, and then walked towards the Silver Dust Archmage. Silver Dust also patted him on the shoulder easily, as if to encourage him, but then Silver Dust put his palm on Yixuanzi's shoulder, and a pair of silver eyes stared at his green eyes.

It seems that the sect seniors are injecting some kind of spiritual power into this warrior.

Silver Dust placed his hand on Ichiko's shoulder for three seconds, and then the moment he lifted it, the magic was released.

The black silk threads appeared on the white and green robe of a Xuanzi like the clear text of a curse, radiating from one shoulder as the center, turning into a twisted and meaningless geometric line, without any charm displayed, only geometric patterns, like a huge black poisonous spider's web, covering half of Xuanzi's body.

The two of them nodded to each other very much, and then they staggered by, and Yixuanzi strode past the strange plaque, holding a torch and walking away, his figure getting farther and farther away with the firelight, like a distant firefly.

In the master's hand, a cluster of black ice suddenly appeared, and in the ice, the blue light was like a rotating galaxy, emitting a confused light that made people confused.

Dark Magic: Void Shift.

Contrary to prism, this magic does not teleport someone to the place where the spell is, but rather returns the object to which the spell is attached to someone. At this moment, Ichiko is really like a bait that has been thrown out, and once it triggers something, it will return safely.

He walked farther and farther away with his torch, and the orange halo from the light of the fire almost shrank into a single point of light. No one, including Silver Dust, could see that a hard black film like steel armor slowly appeared on his body, which was the Undercurrent Demon Shield.