This is a mastery that Silverdust has never known to outsiders, and it is also one of the most unspeakable forbidden magic that Silverdust has learned from his legendary mentor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe Heavenly Rank Mage who was wanted and hunted down incognito, willing to teach children to play with fireballs in an elementary school for the rest of his life, the story itself is full of shady. And the inheritance and persistence of the so-called forbidden mage is just a verbal agreement between an old man who is in his last years and has a ruined reputation and a young man with a constitution against the sky.

"Demonization Spell!" For the first time in his life, Mage Silver Dust used this terrifying secret method that can be called a "biological weapon in the wizarding world" to completely transform the soul ascension spell into an uncontrolled evil spirit. A dark red light wave suddenly surged in the gray-black sea of knowledge, and a dark red cloud that seemed to be burning and freezing all the time replaced the spiritual power ball of silver dust, and the formless and qualitative malicious confrontation in the sea of knowledge could be seen.

"Hehe? I was just about to wake up, and I actually encountered such a thing? "Evil thoughts are pouring in from all directions, constantly transmitting such messages. This information gave the Silver Dust Mage an extremely unfamiliar feeling, it was not the taste of anyone he was familiar with, it was definitely not the impression left on him by the Purple Wind Scatterer.

"Who are you?" "Who are you?" Silver Dust barely controlled the cloud-like evil spirit to send such a message, he suddenly realized that the evil thought was not the consciousness of the Purple Wind Scattered People, it seemed to be the will of a more powerful person, Silver Dust clearly smelled the smell of conspiracy, maybe the first level in this Purple Blood Temple was not as simple as the monks imagined.

However, the answer he got was the destruction of the entire Zhihai space. After the evil thought finished transmitting the message, it created a huge purple-black hole in the sea of consciousness space, and an irresistible suction force erupted from every point in the void. Created the dark red demon spirit of the silver dust and dragged it towards the purple-black hole.

Silver Dust quickly severed the spiritual connection with the magic demon, making the magic completely uncontrollable evil spirit, and in the last moment when the spiritual power was disconnected, he saw what really frightened him.

"Is it the truth?" he thought when everything in front of him returned to normal, not bothering to wipe the nosebleed that had been drained from the damage to his mental strength.

In that last moment, he saw it.

He saw that in the depths of the purple-black cave, there was a face suspended, the face of the purple wind.

It was the face of a real Purple Wind Scattered Man. There was a sinister and fanatical expression on his face, like that of an extreme fundamentalist madman, twisted, mad, sinful, and irrepressibly flushed greed. It was a human face, with a vivid expression, not rigid at all, and that face seemed to the Silver Dust Mage to be like a symbol of all evil in human nature.

Yinchen didn't know where that face was, he only knew that the face was definitely not the face of the so-called "Purple Wind Scatter" in front of him, definitely not.

Yinchen recalled the embodied machine spirits summoned by the Purple Wind Scattered Man in front of him, and couldn't help but sink in his heart, the instrument spirit can be a humanoid monster, so the Purple Wind Scattered Man in front of him can't be some kind of humanoid monster that has been dressed up and carefully dressed as a Purple Wind Scattered Person?

The moment the Silver Dust Mage thought of this possibility, he looked away. He was willing to admit that he had lost the game of "eye to eye", even though technically he had won. Obviously, it is very likely that this guy in front of him is not the Purple Wind Scatterer, the real Purple Wind Scatterer is hiding elsewhere, silently monitoring everything here and controlling everything at the same time. The monks who broke into the Purple Blood Temple didn't know at this time that they had been imprisoned like guinea pigs.

The Silver Dust Mage glanced aside, not to see if there was anyone hiding, but at the long, sloping tunnel that connected the gate to the stone hall.

For the first time, he had the idea of letting go of everything here and running away with his friends. For the first time, he really wondered if there was a treasure of the so-called Purple Blood God Cult here.

"Maybe it's all a game?" he thought so, and was about to turn around and leave, when he heard the purple wind scattered people in the ring shouting at him, and the voice was as angry as the original training junior.

"Do you know that standing under the ring, but you will be thrown into the boundless blood prison and turned into a white skeleton alive?" Although the voice of the purple wind scattered people was still arrogant, compared to just now, it seemed that it suddenly became much more sluggish and mechanical, and it almost did not look like a living person. Yinchen listened to his words, turned his head slowly, glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly:

"You want to kill me? I'd like to see if you can get out of this stone platform. Do you think that by making such a stand-in in front of you, you can prove that you are a hero who dares to face the enemy?" His words were full of provocation and instigation. The eyes of the monks who were trapped by the blood light couldn't help but light up, and even Du Chuanchang opened his eyes when he heard this. Yes, the ring, maybe there is some ulterior secret on this strangely arranged ring, if you can lure the purple wind scattered people to besiege it under the ring, maybe it can really be......

Such an idea spread in the hearts of every monk like a drug addiction, and it seemed to be feasible, but in the next second, with the words of the purple wind scattering people, the cruel reality extinguished all the monks' illusions, and even made the mage fall into unprecedented passivity.

"Do you think that this immortal really doesn't dare to come down to deal with you?" said Zifeng Sanren mechanically, word by word, the long whip in his hand stretched out and turned into a three-meter-long brown python.

"......" Yinchen opened his mouth to retort, but the sentence "You come down and try!" could never be spoken, because the moment Zifeng Sanren's words fell, he actually felt a violent shaking in the space around him!

That's exactly what teleportation magic feels like when it's activated!

His body was suddenly wrapped in a strange force, and he involuntarily appeared in the ring, under the long whip of the purple wind scattered!

"How is that possible!" Silver Dust was startled, instinctively using teleportation magic, he knew the coordinates of the place where he was standing just now, so he should be able to succeed in teleporting there, right?

Once again, however, things did not surprise him. The mage's figure disappeared in an instant, and the long whip fell, making a deep dent on the stone ground, and in the next second, the mage's figure appeared in place. (To be continued.) )