An even larger spell slot stood in the center of the sea of qi, like a tall building, it was a spell slot of light magic.

Silver Dust sank his mind into that spell position, and was shocked to see the "Soul Shattering Body Breaking Heart True Solution" Although this spell bit only corresponds to a spell, this spell is the most complex and changing spell that Silver Dust has ever seen, not so much a spell, but it is better to condense and solidify a magic move into a stable energy-based weapon, and then use this weapon to deduce the peerless magic of the infinite changes of the heavens.

Using spells as weapons is the creed of all mages, but using a spell as a weapon to perform an infinite number of gorgeous attacks is something that Silver Dust has never thought of. This is a blind spot in the mage's thinking, no mage has ever studied how to make a fireball repeatedly chase the enemy and bombard continuously, the normal way of thinking should be that a fireball misses and then launches another one. The magic that was transformed in Silver Dust's body, and the new light magic named "Dawn Sword" by Silver Dust undoubtedly opened a new door to the field of Silver Dust magic research, and it also really made him realize that magic, and the so-called martial arts and so-called divine skills in this world, really have the possibility of merging and complementing each other.

It took Silver Dust a quarter of an hour to digest the top magic skills of the Demon Power Pavilion that Elder Yun had taught him, but when he came back to his senses and saw Elder Yun again, he found that she was gone.

She didn't leave, she was seriously injured and couldn't move her body at all, she, Elder Yun Wuyue of the Demon Pavilion, after using the most special secret technique of the Demon Pavilion, taught the Silver Dust Divine Skill, the whole person turned into a cloud of green smoke and drifted away with the wind.

She is gone, so tragically, so heroically, so strongly!

She used her whole person, her whole body, and her whole life to teach Silver Dust a divine skill, a peerless divine skill that would make Silver Dust's name powerful in the future. Under countless coincidences, the "Dawn Sword" is destined to become Silver Dust's main attack move to face strong enemies from all directions together with the Ice and Fire Realm.

Yinchen stared blankly at the empty cave in front of him, looking at the dust constantly floating in the lazy sunlight, and suddenly remembered that it was the last little thing that Elder Yun Wuyue left in the world, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and two lines of tears flowed down.

"Elder Yun, don't worry, in this life, the disciple will definitely kill Feng Lieshan, slaughter the Poison Dragon Sect, and avenge you. Silver Dust's limbs were still pressed to the ground by the uncertain turmoil, but his roar was not something that a small uncertain storm could suppress, his voice flew high, flew out of the cave, flew out of the secret realm, flew over the nine heavens and ten earths, and flew to the extreme height of the sky.

【One Day Later】

Bang!

There was a cracking sound of a wine bottle popping in the air, and a small silver-white figure flashed out of the thin air and fell headlong into the grass.

The scorpion grass, which was originally sharp enough to easily cut the skin, was blown by a strong wind that was constantly swirling, forming a large pit in the shape of a human in the half-human-high grass that was constantly shaking, and the silver dust fell face down in the grass, and the nostrils were full of the fragrance of the earth without the slightest industrial pollution, but the mood was half aggrieved and half happy.

"Finally escaped!" Silver Dust lay motionless in the grass, the slightest trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth did not wet the dirt, but only hung on his face.

As a mage, he was either barely injured or fatally wounded in a fight with a warrior, and it seems that there is never a talk of recovering half a life covered in blood. The mage's shield, though it looks like a soap bubble of nothingness, can block any attack before it is shattered, and once the shield is broken, even if they turn and flee, the mage cannot escape the end of being split in half with a single sword, their constitution is too fragile compared to melee warriors.

"Grace or death...... Silverdust struggled to his feet, every muscle in his body throbbing, and the strange power of the uncertain storm still leaned on him, dulling his movements, as if he were in a viscous grease.

Silverdust sweated profusely and got up, peeking a head out of the long grass. At only 11 years old, he is actually very short, and the grass here grows especially luxuriantly.

"Look-!"

"That kid is injured, he shouldn't be able to run far-!"

"Everyone, pay attention to the surroundings, that kid's move is very far away-!"

The chaotic footsteps and bursts of shouting came slowly from a distance, and at this time, the sun was setting, and after one or two envoys, the most favorable night for Silver Dust would fall, and the Silver Dust Holy Master with Infernal Night Vision Magic would not be naïve enough not to take revenge.

"That's right, I won't be able to go far, because I'm going to hang you on either side of Caesar's Avenue" (Gabroyle slang)," Silver Dust said hatefully, striding with difficulty into the distance, he had to find a way to get rid of the uncertainty on his body first.

"I don't have 84 hours to waste!"

The whirlwind whistled through the long grass around him, but the tremendous resistance really made Silver Dust sad, and he only took eleven steps before he exhausted the strength of an eleven-year-old boy and sat down with his eyes full of exhaustion.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and what was even more exaggerated was that there was the sound of horses' hooves mixed in the middle.

"Oh no, someone sitting on a horse will be able to spot me—" Silver Dust was about to struggle to blow up, when he heard a surprise shout from behind him, "Over here-!"

It was too late, and a flame flew out from between the fingers of the silver dust, flickered in the air and disappeared, and then endless fireballs fell from the sky. It was a meteor shower.

The explosion and the ensuing fire drowned out the screams, and Silver Dust felt as if someone had rushed to his side, a fierce wind full of murderous aura blowing on his back, even if it was blocked by uncertain wind waves. Silver Dust let out a long exhale, his figure rapidly dissipating in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The sound of exploding sounded in the air again, and Silver Dust appeared farther away from the cave where he had been hiding yesterday, and he had to find a place to rest and find a way to deal with the uncertain turmoil on his body.

He fell down again, this time saying nothing and not going to move, he gasped, regaining his already overdrawn strength.

However, several sharp cracking sounds came from behind, and the silver dust was full of souls, and he had no idea why these people were able to find him so quickly and accurately. But he didn't have any time to think about it at this point. (To be continued.) )