When the magician pulled the trigger, the middle of the armor-piercing cannon was disconnected, and a stream of flames erupted silently, and the warhead in the front was pushed by the flames, and flew forward for a meter, transforming from a grenade shape into a dazzling fireball, crashing into a dark ballista with high heat and light. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info first second, the relatively quiet hall sounded the sound of iron armor breaking and wood breaking, which alarmed all the monks here, and several monks guarding near the ballista looked at the big hole on the ballista with a blank face, there was no trace of melting on the soft water iron around the big hole, it was worthy of being the most refractory material that could be mass-produced in the north, and it was not even curled and deformed under the high temperature comparable to the great incineration, but unfortunately, these Ruan Shui Iron were not Xuanshui cold iron after all, and in the face of the fireball impact equivalent to the power of the 165 mm supercharged armor-piercing gun, the structure still collapsed.

The layer of ordinary refined steel behind the soft water iron also shattered under the tremendous impact, and bright red fireballs shot into the ballista, leaving a large hole with uneven edges of 190 millimeters in diameter, and a wisp of black smoke wafted out with a slight smell of burnt wood. The monk near the ballista was at a loss, and a second passed quietly, and a terrifying explosion came from the center of the huge ballista, and the entire ballista was reduced to charred pieces in a blinding firelight.

The delayed detonation of the armor-piercing fireball finally exploded, turning into a hemispherical red shockwave that spread out, engulfing many of the surrounding monks. The shout rang out only for the first moment, then vanished forever into a cloud of flames like a cloudburst.

The pale figure of the magician appeared in the main hall. With a shout of "Enemy attack!" a loud shout of "Enemy attack!" Countless figures in black robes jumped to their feet, shouting chaotically around the proud magician.

The sound of the scimitar unsheathed rang out, and the wide, bloated black figure seemed to emerge from the ground, completely blocking the magician's vision at once. "Sure enough, it's a group of brainless melee monks, and the first time they find their target is to copy the guys and charge, won't these guys ever learn to find a shield for themselves first?"

Seeing that many black-clothed warriors disguised as Demon Realm Gate monks didn't even bother to take their shields and rushed up with short knives, the magician sneered and raised his hand seemingly casually.

The blue light bloomed at the fingertips of the silver, and the free water vapor in the air seemed to be infected as quickly, lighting up the same color of blue light, the ice blue light illuminated the entire hall, and the temperature plummeted, but it did not allow the ice crystals and snowflakes to condense out, in the blue light, the clumps of cold water vapor that hindered the movement formed a lumpy cloud, floating around, which not only blocked the view, but also greatly hindered the movement of the ironclad soldiers. The severe cold that penetrated into the bone marrow made the samurai's limbs stiff and their joints painful, and they had to rely on great willpower every time they moved, no matter how much they agitated Gangfeng, and the large number of water droplets in the blue cloud did not know what ingredients they contained, as long as they stuck to the iron armor, they began to corrode the iron armor rapidly, making it difficult for the joints of the iron armor to rotate, and many black-clothed samurai could no longer move even after they had time to pull out the scimitar. The cold clouds and mist were like clumps of evil spirits, consciously chasing the black-clothed warriors, no matter how they blew with the wind or how they slashed with their martial arts, they were inevitably surrounded by the cold fog and completely frozen in place.

More and more people gathered around, but no one could get into the six-foot radius of the silver dust, and the nearest one was seven feet away. After the magician released this magic, there was no other movement, and there was not even the most basic shield on the pale figure.

"Diamond Stardust. A deep voice recited a cold spell, and in those light and void cold mist, the horror that should have bloomed finally bloomed.

Sword.

Infinite sword.

The two-handed heavy sword formed by the condensation of cold ice erupted from the depths of the blue mist, brutally piercing through all locked flesh, this was not an ice lotus that bloomed on a large scale like the Lotus of Final Ice, nor a cryo ray like the Aurora of the Ice River, but a sword that pierced through each chest with precision. The ice sword, which is as wide as a two-handed heavy sword, has a sharp edge that can cut off hands and feet, but the tip of the sword that pierces the chest with the most precision is the one that harvests the most life.

In less than a few seconds, more than 50 people had fallen forever in the camp of more than 200 people. The magician raised his hand again, and five silver-colored fingers deftly shifted in mid-air, making various spell-casting gestures. After Chi You's inheritance, all his attack magic seems to have turned into traditional spells that can't instantly chant spells, and each spell takes at least three seconds to chant spells, which seems to be a huge regression for Silver Dust who has long relied on hedging physique for instantaneous spells, but magicians are always magicians, and losing their hedge physique can't stop his persistent exploration of instantaneous magic, and in just a few hours, he has explored two good ways to avoid spell chanting, one is Chi You Wanhua Technique, and the other is the spell casting gesture。

Of course, he doesn't know that there is a third way of instantaneous magic, which is called Chiyou Martial Arts.

He changed his gestures, and the blue light flashing on his fingertips and knuckles built a magic array in the air, and in less than half a second, the blue magic array was completed, and the air began to drum blue cold wind, these winds were not only cold and biting, but also carried a huge thrust, as if the gang wind emitted by the master of the Dao would blow more black-clothed warriors into the distance.

Silver Dust made one last gesture, and in the flash of blue light, huge ice shields rose from the ground, and a cold Gangnir stabbed out of the blue mist, and in an instant, twelve or thirteen people fell.

The camp has been in chaos, shouting and invective, but only the moaning and wailing are very few, it turns out that in the environment full of water vapor, the magician's ability has been a huge Zeng Feng, all the magic sent out is directly hit the vital point, in just a few seconds, there are many dead, and few injured.

The silver-colored mage looked at the corpses all over the ground, and the silver pupils spun into the blizzard with murderous intent. "Let's just wipe it all out. He clasped his hands together, his lips vibrated slightly, and he whispered a difficult incantation, and the water and even the air around him shook violently.

The Heavenly Tribulation Magic was unleashed in the same way, and a terrifying coercion that shattered the sky and the sea suddenly rose. Behind the mage opened the frosty hell, the ice shields he summoned approached him like the most disciplined soldiers, forming a multi-layered fortress defense, and the hands of Silver Dust slowly shone brightly, shining on his face, like a very reverent appearance, but the terrifying coercion was slowly pressing down from above his head like the tracks of a chariot.

It was a forbidden spell, a forbidden spell of the ice system, with the elemental control power of the god of law that was now comparable to that of the silver dust, once this forbidden spell came, except for himself within a radius of 1,800 meters, I am afraid that there would be no bacteria left!

The wind stopped, the sound was silent, and everything seemed to freeze into a single piece as if with the air, and the forbidden spell magic in the name of the white snow god who destroyed the world was once launched, forever changing the nature within the cast range, and bringing the eternal winter to the world.

It was an extinction even more terrifying than a nuclear winter.

Forbidden spell magic, which needs to be chanted for ten seconds, after being fired, the mage is in a state of compensatory for the corresponding element for the rest of the day, and cannot use ice magic again.

It didn't matter, for Silver Dust, "being able to survive in an environment surrounded by powerful enemies just by relying on arcane arts" was a skill he had to cultivate.

The black-clothed warriors will not sit still, they rushed from all directions, even from the secret passage behind the magician, and slammed the thick ice shield with the scimitar in their hands, yes, knocking, the ice shield is full of inclined ice and sharp ice edges, no matter how sharp the scimitar is, the blade will slip, no matter how powerful the magic skill is, it will almost lose three-fifths of its strength, and the scimitar is actually similar to the hammer to deal with this thick and diamond-shaped ice shield.

Eight seconds passed in a blink of an eye, and seeing that Silver Dust's forbidden spell was about to be activated, in the main hall, there was a sudden burst of sweet and greasy laughter, it was a man's laughter, and the laughter echoed in the main hall, as if some kind of strategic-level sonic weapon interrupted Silver Dust's spell casting.

"Oh yes, little kiss! You're finally here again! Wait for me, little kiss! Little kiss!" A bright red figure shot out from the group of black-clothed warriors, and a few steps came in the air, and at the same time as the wind exploded, the whole person flew straight towards the silver dust like an arrow off the string.

The magician shuddered the moment the voice sounded, and quickly canceled the spell, and hurriedly frantically for a second, so as not to let himself suffer from the magic backlash. Seeing that the bright red figure was in front of him, less than a zhang away in a straight line, the magician's eyes immediately stared, and the whole person disappeared in a purple light.

He unleashed the teleportation.

He appeared at the door of the main hall, but at this moment, the two broken wooden doors of the main hall were slowly closing.

The magician didn't have time to think about everything else, because the red figure that had fluttered into the air actually turned back immediately, and was not stopped by the black-clothed warriors at all, but still jumped up, kicked a few times in the air, and swooped down like a demon.

Silver Dust didn't dare to look back at the person who was rushing in with a vicious wind at this time, so he just paid attention to the large door panel that fanned in front of him, and seeing that the paint was about to fall off, the door panel was about to hit the bridge of the magician's nose, and Silver Silver's right hand suddenly clenched into a fist in his sleeve.

Demon Cry Slash Fist Ice Blast.

Before the magician was about to be in the center of the door panel, he punched out like lightning, and his entire right arm completely turned into a tragic blue light at that moment, followed by a huge explosion roar, and the blue light flow instantly completely materialized, turning into a sea urchin A transparent ice crystal full of sharp spikes, the thick ice crystal was like a sharp ice pillar rumbling into the thick door panel, and pierced out from the other side, followed by a crisp explosion and shattering sound, the door panel blocking the magician was shattered into seventeen or eighteen fast, and flew out upside down, beating the samurai behind the door with the wind to howl miserably。

Silver dust rushed out quickly, and the shemale behind him had already descended on the top of his head, and in a burst of sweet and feminine man's laughter that made his scalp tingle, two cold claw winds fell from the sky, straight to the magician's heavenly spirit cover.

The magician turned back suddenly, and then a pair of silver steel claws stretched out from a pair of suddenly swollen sleeves, suggesting that his hands were no longer human palms, but rather like the offensive steps of some kind of arthropod, and the pointed claw blades were now emitting a golden light, fearlessly facing the claw wind that descended from the air.

The claw wind turned into a stream, and the magician's claw blade turned into a golden thunderbolt, and the moment the two came into contact with each other, a translucent gray circle of light burst out, which was a shockwave that had been compressed to the extreme. Pale troubles, robes fluttering violently, the fine sand under his feet as if stirred by a centrifuge, swirling into a sandstorm, spreading violently in all directions, while the magician himself was pressed into the sand as if he had been caught in quicksand, he was pressed into the sand by a tremendous pressure of the level of return.

The effect of the Immovable Overlord is being greatly enhanced.

He seems to be trapped, and his legs should no longer be able to move, but his current state is not "restrained and unable to move", but still in the "crushing damage state", and all the attacks he receives in this state are completely neutralized.

But how can he be the kind of person who only takes beatings and doesn't fight back, a mage who doesn't fight back when attacked, not a mage who can live.

The magician's pupils froze, and a golden-colored shield appeared in the air, which was crowned by the gods, and could withstand three deadly attacks.

However, the "deadly" attack erupted from the other side of the shield, and the claw skill of the Holy Light Hundred Splitting Hand was not as simple as blowing a golden claw wind.

As the only inheritance carrier that replaced the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist and became the Thor God, the power of the Holy Light Hundred Cracked Claws is no longer under the Demon Crying Slash Fist.

At the same time that the silver dust was pressed into the mud and sand by the huge air pressure formed by the claw wind, ten alternating red and blue "lasers" burst out from the slender ten fingers, and when those beams passed through the air, the sound was like a chainsaw sawing steel plates, which could almost be regarded as a sonic weapon against people. The red and blue beams hit the red figure, but did no damage for the first second.

At this time, the magician's calf was completely submerged in the mud and sand, and he could not move, and once the man in the air fell, any attack could make him die, even if it was only from a high altitude, with a slight impact of the wind. Silver Dust calmly lit a purple light on his back, and the pale figure disappeared again, and at the same moment, a large amount of red and blue light erupted around the figure that fell in the air.