Silver Dust's pupils contracted slightly, and the blizzard under his eyes filled for a moment, then subsided, and his silver-colored right hand clenched into a fist, and then released it decadently. "No, you can't use that kind www.biquge.info of thing...... Yinchen thought, his eyes full of jealousy never left the strong body that seemed to recover in an instant.

There were no scars on the body of the Beacon Fire at this time, although the blood-stained robe had turned black in the flickering firelight. On his hammer-like right hand, a fierce wind erupted again, and with his wild roar, it smashed towards the silver dust.

That's the true power of distraction.

Silver Dust's hands burst into flames at the same time, and the Black Sky Flame Dragon God Killing Cannon actually materialized into two identical chariot cannons, which were carried by Silver Dust on his shoulders, frantically spraying armor-piercing fireballs, the big fireballs collided with Gangfeng, and in the continuous explosion, the entire corpse-strewn courtyard was rendered into a bipolar field of half crimson and half primary color. The red fireballs, the transparent winds, the raging flames, and the howling winds burst into a song of wind and fire in this dark and bloody night. Under the chaotic firelight, the heavy sword in his left hand turned into a series of golden-red fans, cutting through the heat and air with murderous intent, and stabbing into the thin light curtain crowned by the gods, shattering the light curtain again and again, but was escaped again and again by the silver dust that came out of purple light. The magician carried a double-barreled chariot cannon on his shoulder, and with almost no recoil, he bombarded the beacon fire that almost turned into a violent wind, and the large fireballs were like armor-piercing cannonballs, and like cloudburst mines, bursting out of dazzling fires around him, but they were always blocked out by the transparent wind, and they could not really hurt his body.

The white figure kept circling around the dark figure, and two long tongues of fire erupted from the chariot cannon above the arms from time to time, exploding into a loud bang, and the fire clouds rose into the air, and then were scattered into bright red flowing clouds by the dark figure, and the transparent wind swept through the heavy white trajectory in the air, and the black-gold square pier sledgehammer was raised high, and then fell heavily in the flying rubble, but it was always deftly dodged by the white and purple figure.

Such a battle seems meaningless, but in this fierce game of "cannon fighting general", the magician Yinchen gradually became familiar with the various characteristics of the Black Sky Flame Dragon God Killing Cannon, and really found the ability to transform it into a "Broken Blade Finger Cannon" Even as long as you make good use of the roaring form of the fire dragon, you can also have the characteristics of continuous output power like the Black Sky Gang God Cannon, Yinchen groped while going around in circles with the beacon fire, and the two chariot cannons gradually became one on the right shoulder, but the density of the fireball rose by fifty percent out of thin air, and the left hand that he was free from now was using two fingers to represent the two chariot cannons, rumbling and shooting huge fireballs.

The fireball was like a torrential rain, completely turning the small courtyard into a sea of fire, and the dazzling firelight illuminated half of the sky, and almost the entire people of Blood Sun City woke up from their dreams, looking at the sky-high fire in the Metropolitan Protectorate, which symbolized the colonial rule of the Northern Kingdom. In the small courtyard, the cloister collapsed, the wooden pillars were broken, the archway collapsed, and the corpses were cremated. The steady stream of northern soldiers who came in were completely unable to get within a hundred steps of the beacon fire at this time, and they couldn't help at all, so they could only come to put out the fire first with shouting.

The Gangfeng on the Beacon Liancheng's body is simply the same as his regeneration ability, no matter how he destroys it, it is almost an indelible existence that makes no sense, the total amount of vitality in his body, somehow it is even stronger than the magic power of the silver dust in the realm, plus his desperate regeneration ability, no matter how the silver dust hits him, he will not hurt the roots, his spirit is radiant, and he roars and fights against the silver dust, you come and go, tirelessly.

After fighting like this for another half an hour, Silver Dust felt that his mana was even a little depleted, but the enemy in front of him was still as excited as ever, and the original fear of Silver Dust gradually subsided, and he turned to full of fighting spirit.

"Hahaha! Boy, do you have this ability? How about it? Under this seat's "Crazy Senluo", are you already clumsy and can't cope with it? This seat also knows that you are already very tired after such a long time of fighting, right? But this seat is not tired at all! How about it? Do you want to admit defeat obediently? But I heard from the people above that if you admit defeat, you can get a way out!" Beacon City laughed wildly, the sword in his left hand had already cut Silver Dust's neck, the gods were crowned and hurriedly lit up, but it shattered under a white metal reflection, Silver Dust instinctively launched an arcane teleportation, narrowly avoiding this blow, and then appeared in the back door of the Beacon City, and raised his hand to send a fireball, but was detonated by Beacon City's turn and a sword, which didn't hurt him at all.

30 minutes of fighting, actually let the two of them unharmed, silver dust as a magician should be, because once the magician is injured, the reaction power plummets and can't withstand the second hit, almost injured and killed, unscathed is the normal state of the magician's survival, but what about the beacon city, he is a real samurai! 30 minutes of fierce battle without injury, this is by no means a normal samurai can do.

Silver Dust stopped, as if he was going to take a breath, but the Beacon City would not give him any respite, he wielded a sledgehammer, stomped the ground with a pair of thick legs, and rushed towards Silver Dust like a chariot, intending to completely defeat Silver Dust in one go, or even kill him. Beacon City has been waiting for this opportunity for half an hour, he just wants to wait until the moment when Yinchen's strength is relaxed and his physical strength is overdrawn, and he will be pressed on the whole line and defeated him fiercely, this is the only way to fight after the transformation of Beacon City-Fight Consumption!

He is not afraid of consumption, he is no longer a human being, but a monster who has been modified by the Blood Forbidden Dafa, his body, his vitality, are inexhaustible, because it is powerful in exchange for shortening his lifespan.

When he rushed, Yinchen could only retreat again and again, using the supreme body method to dodge and move, looking very embarrassed. At this moment, Silver Dust's mana is really running out, and he can only release a limited number of magics, and he must instantly kill the enemy in front of him who does not seem to be weakened in the slightest within a few moves.

The hammer carried the wind and whistled past the silver dust, each time it was a fraction of a centimeter, and the silver dust knew that the force on the heavy hammer was definitely no less than the head-on impact of a small car.

He dodged and seemed helpless, but without a trace, he ran towards the center of the courtyard, where what had once been a theater had been turned into a blank field after countless explosions and continuous fires.

He led the beacon to the center of the courtyard, as if to guide him to his guillotine.

"Hahahaha!Hahaha!Little cub!How's that?Don't you have the strength to send out your strange wind?Where is the majestic appearance of Nei? Where is the majesty that you have just been under this seat unscathed? Aren't you very capable? Aren't you not afraid of this seat's hammer and sword at all? Then what are you hiding? Why don't you let this seat get close to you a few times?" The beacon laughed wildly unconsciously, the pigtails of the rat tail flew in the flames and the storm, the delicate face was full of the joy of imminent victory, and the sweat on the bare head reflected the light of the flames, like an everlasting lamp. Silver Dust looked at his flying money rat tail braid, and suddenly felt a spasmodic nausea, he remembered a certain image in the ancient civilization of Evil Luo Hai City, it seems that the money rat tail is a symbol of slaves.

Thinking so, Yinchen suddenly stopped, and three ice walls were erected in front of him, temporarily blocking the Beacon City that was laughing wildly and wielding a heavy hammer, at this moment, the location of the Beacon City was just at the center of the small courtyard.

"Don't underestimate a legend at any time, especially if he doesn't have a lot of magic. The voice of Silver Dust came softly, as the beacon fire smashed the first wall of ice with a single punch.

"Underestimate you? Ha! If this seat underestimates you, will it be able to activate the Blood Forbidden Dafa?" Beacon Flame replied disdainfully, and at the same time smashed the second Bingqian with one punch.

At this moment, the sound of glass shattering suddenly filled his eardrums, and the originally bright red background in his vision quietly turned blue and white. Goosebumps rolled up on his skin, and the cold storm nearly broke through his wind and landed on him. He lifted the hammer high a beat slower.

"Ice Lotus of the End, Storm Dragon, Ice Prison. ”

Endless ice lotus blooms on the earth, and the ice lotus passes everywhere, endless winter.

The flames were extinguished, and the drastic temperature change made the soldiers fighting the fire in the distance scream again and again, and the limbs were separated, the iron armor shattered, and the frostbite and strange burn marks quickly crawled all over the body, and in an instant, a dozen more unlucky ghosts fell. The ice lotus bloomed, the ice sword pierced through the air, and in the sky, for some reason, it fell again in the bleak rain.

Soon, the rainy night turned into snowflakes and fell down one after another, and the soldiers of the northern country were accustomed to the bitter cold winter, and when they saw the snowflakes, they did not panic, but they missed their distant hometown a little.

The beacon fire drummed up the wind all over the body, and the smug look temporarily receded from his face. He realized that the enemy in front of him might be about to explode into the last madness, and at this time, he was careless, and he was severely injured by the enemy, which was definitely a shame for his life.

He pushed the Protective Wind to the limit, even ignoring the third ice wall, and did his best to prevent the outbreak of silver dust. He had already seen the phantoms of nine ice-blue dragons swimming above Silver Dust's hands and between his fingers.

It was a dragon, but not a dragon with a long neck and a small, hideous head in this world, but a dragon with antlers, a slender body, snaking like a snake, and four pairs of glittering claws. If it weren't for the fact that Beacon City clearly felt a little dragon aura emanating from the phantom, I am afraid it would have to be regarded as a basilisk. While concentrating on vigilance, he wondered, how can there be a dragon with antlers in this world?

Silver Dust didn't have the idea of taking care of the beacon fire, after bursting blue and white ice lotus all over the ground, Silver Dust suddenly pushed out his palms, and the wind and clouds in his palms surged, but it was clearly not the Extermination Gangfeng, but the second form of the Ice Lotus magic, the Storm Dragon. The so-called tyrannosaurus is not the earth-walking dragon on the Wind Source Continent, not the dinosaur-like animal in the "Western Domain", but the furious Ying Dragon.

Ying Long belongs to water, and can also control the cold ice in the world, as for the wind, it is probably the magic power they rely on to fly, anyway, the dragon, in the ancient civilization of Evil Luo Hai City, is the Chinese totem, in charge of wind, water, thunder, fire, it is not strange to have the power of wind and ice, the storm dragon, naturally the angry Ying Long Phantom drove the cold storm like the wind, and rushed towards the target of the silver dust, and the beacon was full of fire.

The phantoms of the 9 wild dragons, the 9 winds that were enough to shatter the bones of the warriors at the peak of the Qi Transformation, roared and swirled to encircle the beacon city. A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the beacon fire, and his face became even more solemn. He only now realized that the enemy had not tried to kill him with this move.

Nine dragons circled, the wind gusted, the snowflakes in the sky had already become like a snow disaster to cover the sky, the beacon fire in front of the eyes was pale, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous in his heart, he couldn't see the figure of silver dust, and he couldn't conclude whether he would suddenly appear in his back door.

In the next second, a huge sense of oppression came from all sides at the same time. Beacon snorted, a line of blood came out of his nostrils, and then it was directly frozen and hung on his face. The sound of Gangfeng falling against each other is like a chainsaw rubbing against each other, not only jumping out of countless sparks but also emitting bursts of terrifying high-frequency noise like ultrasonic weapons, and the phantoms of Ying Long floated in front of the eyes of the beacon fire, but the beacon city had no way to take them, the body protection Gangfeng on his body seemed to be ravaged by a stamping lathe, and the pressure that could not be resisted made him could only urge Gangfeng with all his strength, and there was no extra strength to pneumatic flick, let alone use a move and a half.

In the next second, the ears of the beacon fire were filled with the sound of ice and ice, and the pressure of the protective body Gangfeng no longer increased, but there was no sign of any decrease. Anyway, the Beacon City has almost infinite vitality, and it can hold on, so it simply doesn't say a word, so it meets the pressure of this ice attribute.

The transparent wind was clearly hot, and when it came into contact with the condensed ice, it produced white smoke, and there were also bursts of low sizzling sounds. The vision of the beacon city became clear again, and he saw a huge ice wall in front of him, and outside the ice wall, the thin figure looked particularly blue.

"Isn't that okay?" Silver Dust whispered to himself, then slowly raised his right hand, and above his palm, he held a swirling blue mist of light. (To be continued.) )