The power of the steel collided with the power of the wind at this moment, making a series of loud rumbling sounds. The left protector was pushed backwards by a strong impulse, and although he was not punished by the heavenly rules, he involuntarily retreated towards the side of the cliff.

Silver Dust's idea at this time was very clear, that is, to take advantage of the shortcomings of the Poison Dragon Sect's Gangfeng that was not strong enough, and use a large number of "Swastika" monsters to push him off the cliff. They were now in a position no more than a bolt away from the top of the mountain, with a mountain wall on one side and a vertical cliff on the other that was not known to be thousands of feet high.

"Looks like we need to do more. Silver Dust thought in his heart, a bone-piercing awl appeared in his hand again, he raised his hand, and was about to launch this fatal blow, but he saw that the belt that had been hanging quietly around the waist of the left protector suddenly swelled, and almost at the moment of lightning, the belt that was originally just a cloth belt swelled into a shape like a lifebuoy.

After the belt swelled instantly, it spewed out one pale stream of water after another, and the moment the water hit the monster weapons emitted by the silver dust, it made a snorting corrosive sound, followed by a dense explosion. Lightning, sparks, and fragments turned into a wall of dense fog of mixed colors, obscuring Silver Dust's vision and shaking his mind.

"How is it possible?!Do the samurai still have the ability to hurt technological creations beyond this era?" Silver Dust saw that the half-mechanical and half-biochemical monster he had created was completely dissolved by an unknown venom, and the first thing that rose in his heart was not shock, but fear.

He has always regarded himself as the true owner of the Puppet Sect, regarding the strength of the Puppet Sect as his own strength, and the invincible prestige of the Puppet Sect as his last bargaining chip to blackmail the royal family of the Southern Kingdom, and even the whole world, the battle between him and the Yuzong can explain everything, the puppet, that is, the power of science and technology, is his last hole card, and even after the God Killing Cannon, he originally thought that he could sit back and relax and win the game by playing this card in front of the Zuo Protector, but he didn't expect to be solved by a soak of poisonous water carried by the Zuo Protector。

"Puppet Sect, isn't it true that the world is invincible?" Yinchen couldn't believe the fact in front of him, but he had to force himself to believe it. He has always believed that the puppet sect represents a civilization far beyond this era, representing the advanced and the future, and for the people of this era, it should be completely and undoubtedly invincible, but the facts in front of him made him deeply understand that the scientific and technological civilization he has been worshipping to the point of kneeling and licking is not really invulnerable!

He felt like what he had always believed in had collapsed, at least a corner.

He was stunned, his body and mind in a tremendous shock, almost completely oblivious to seeing that the Left Protector had rushed out of the filthy smoke like a wandering demon dragon.

"Stinky fart, eat the old man's punch - poisonous dragon fist!"

A green earth-shattering fist hit his body at an instant before Silver Dust could react, almost defenseless.

Immovable Tyrant, Launch!

The black sky suddenly turned a terrifying green, and the slope of the mountain road under his feet instantly turned into a dead ground paved with bones, and the fist swung out by the left protector under his anger had already turned into a mighty poisonous dragon and bombarded Yinchen's body fiercely. At that moment, even Zuo Protector himself didn't expect that the basic divine skill "Poisonous Dragon Fist", which he usually looked down on and felt the most cheap, was that almost every disciple in the Poisonous Dragon Sect could make the fire perfect, and at this moment he actually broke out the killing path that he had dreamed of longing for.

Decisive Battle Mystery Poison Dragon Fist!

The green poisonous light completely exploded into a huge pillar of light with a diameter of one meter, as if it was bombarded by a high-energy laser cannon, blasting the silver dust directly into the mountain wall behind him, and then, the sound of violent corrosion and the rumble of the collapse of the mountain rock roared like the explosives of the mountain. The shattered rocks rumbled down with a large number of bones, and there was a cry of horror from the platform at the top of the mountain, and then several side halls collapsed. Prince Su commanded his subordinates to form an army, while resisting the falling gravel on the mountain, while retreating down the mountain in an orderly manner, and the left protector also carried his full strength in the chaos of stones, a few jumpers and a breakthrough rushed through the group of rocks, and when they arrived in front of Prince Su, they didn't notice it, and he was followed by a figure full of despair and hatred.

The collapse lasted three or four seconds before it ended. The master of the Nine Ways of Harmony is not a mage who releases forbidden spells, and his destructive power is very limited. It was only a small horn that could collapse the mountain, but such a punch was enough to blast the silver dust and bury it - in fact, no Divine Warrior could survive such a heavy blow.

Zuo Protector came back from the desperate situation of death when he was almost pushed off the cliff and became the winner of a fight, even if he looked like a grandmaster on the surface, he was still very happy in his heart, but he couldn't realize very well that when people were happy, it was easy to lose their vigilance.

"Lord Wang! fortunately, I am not dishonored!" Zuo Protector jumped in front of Prince Su and quickly knelt down and kowtowed. He can also be regarded as having some understanding of the temperament of the slaves in Jianzhou, and he has won meritorious services, so he must not be as embarrassed as he was in front of the emperor of the southern country, and let the people around him praise him, so he must kneel down quickly, lower his posture, and the more like a dog, the better. The slaves of Jianzhou are not like the people of the southern country, they are big-minded and soft-hearted, and they can tolerate the merits and invitations of meritorious people, they always put the etiquette of the monarch and the minister in the first place, and put the dignity and humility in the first place, do not tolerate feelings, can not transgress, once the tail is cocked, it is definitely to be whipped.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Prince Su pretended to be very grateful and helped Zuo Protector up, and in front of everyone sent by the Poison Dragon Sect, he was about to open his mouth to praise, this is a gesture for the people below, the more people below look like dogs, and the more he is the master, the more he will reward the bones with meat.

"Lord Dharma Protector's miraculous skills are ...... world" Prince Su's words had just started, and suddenly his face changed, and his originally kind and smiling expression suddenly became extremely hideous, and the fourfold wind of returning to the void exploded, and he knocked the left protector to the side with a palm of his hand.

"Take this king's spear!" Prince Su's voice came clearly in the wind that followed with continuous explosions. The Zuo Protector, who was beaten and vomited blood, had just risen in his heart with a hatred of being betrayed and plotted, and was immediately swallowed up by almost infinite gratitude. The continuous explosion of Gangfeng behind him said it all. Prince Su didn't suddenly change his face just now, and he wanted to unload the mill and kill the donkey, but let himself, a "little shrimp" who only had the realm of Hedao, get a little farther away.

At this time, Zuo Protector lay on Du Chuanchang, who rushed over, spitting blood one after another, obviously the injury of that palm was not light, but even if he didn't turn around to look, he knew that he couldn't intervene in the battle at this time.

It was a battle between the Returning Thirteen and the Returning Thirteen!

"The old man is fighting with you! you northerner Tartar!" In the battle circle, the light flashed, and an old man wearing the black clothes of the Demon Wei Pavilion and with white hair stared at a pair of red eyes, roaring and sending darts into the sky against Prince Su. Prince Su was covered in armor, with a pair of iron gloves in his big hands clenched into fists, and an incomparably heavy, brilliant and dignified Gangfeng burst out, as if countless metal spikes, and the sonorous sound of the flying cross darts were all shattered, but the Gangfeng infused in the darts was the only one he had seen in his life, and he didn't know what sect and what attribute of Gangfeng it was.

That can only be produced after cultivating the most orthodox "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", the power of the light attribute, that is not Gangfeng, that is the light battle qi.

The actual cultivation of the ghost Li Ming, in fact, is only the sevenfold peak of returning to the void, not the same as Yang Ziyi, the gap between him and Prince Su is very huge, but his "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" can increase his own power by fifty percent, and the "Fetal Breath Secret Technique" launched when the divine power is reversed can avoid the induction of the first and second masters of Jindan.

Because of this, before he finished venting his anger, the gap between his strength and Prince Su was very small.

However, even a small gap is a gap, Prince Su has been stagnant in the realm of returning to the void for many years, although he doesn't think much about breaking through the Jindan, but for the realization of the realm of returning to the void, it is not comparable to the ghost name that can be gained to this realm in a short period of time by extraordinary means. Ghost Liming issued a trick three times in a row, and he did not hesitate to reveal the flaws in his defense, and he also wanted to die with the enemy in front of him, but he didn't expect that the other party saw through his fatal weakness of relying on hidden weapons and not relying on himself, and with a thick black iron chain mail, he took a few painless darts, and suddenly bullied in, and smashed his lower abdomen with a punch. The ghost was not prepared for this edict, and in a hurry, he could only move sideways slightly, and used his left pelvis to bear the heavy blow like a steel hammer, but fortunately, the glorious battle qi on his body was really as terrifying as the paladin's armor of light. The strength of the body shield is even more exaggerated than Prince Su's pure gold power, Prince Su punched down, only to feel that his fist was simply moving forward in the rock formation, every point forward consumed a lot of wind and physical strength, and when he hit the ghost name, his hand was not hurt at all, but the whole arm felt a burst of soreness.

The power of light weakened most of Prince Su's punches, but it still knocked Oni Li Ming back many steps, and then fell to the ground with a heel. As soon as the breath of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa was broken, it immediately showed that he only had the shortcomings of returning to the void sevenfold. When Prince Su saw this, he couldn't help but show a solemn smile and rushed forward without saying a word.

Beating the water dogs was the only thing he had on his mind at this time, and he knew that this opportunity was fleeting. The target of his trip was none other than the true king Zhao Guangyi, the southern military god who brought panic to their entire clan, he knew that even in the southern royal family, it would not be too common for the master of returning to the void, so Zhao Guangyi's subordinates could only collect and recruit only two or three, and the death of one of these people was a major blow to Zhao Guangyi.

He couldn't afford to let go of the opportunity in front of him.

He rushed over, and the whole person was out of the military strength of the Jianzhou slaves.

......

The moment Silver Dust was blasted into the mountain with a punch, he didn't feel any pain at all, because he didn't even hurt a single hair, he only felt the inertial vertigo caused by the rapid retreat and the sudden chaos and freeze frame in his vision, and the subsequent collapse and darkness. He sank deep into the mountain wall, surrounded by the bones of the mermaiden girl who drove him mad. The critical blow of the Left Protector made him sober up, put aside all the unthinkable and unacceptable problems, and concentrated on dealing with the situation in front of him.

The moment he was just knocked away, Silver Dust was not too worried, he had almost absolute confidence in his immovable hegemonic body, but when the collapse roared and buried him, and his eyes, nose and ears were filled with dust, he became nervous, knowing that he was in mortal danger.

A mage is also a human being, and he also needs oxygen to breathe, unless he incarnates in elemental form at this time.

The only thing he could incarnate at this time was the dark elemental form, because he couldn't feel any light anymore, and there wasn't enough light element for him to open the light apotheosis, and the dark elemental form needed not only darkness, but also fire.

And he has no fire at this time, and his fire runes have run out.

Silver Dust held his breath and stared, as a mage, his breath was longer than that of the warriors, and he could last longer in the state of holding his breath, but no matter how long the time was, he could only suffocate to death like an ordinary warrior.

When buried, even the wind mages can't change air, because this is the time when the earth element is the most powerful, and the wind element, which is restrained by the earth element, belongs to the weakest moment.

Silver Dust quickly chose an escape strategy in this gradually aggravating sense of suffocation, he still has at least two rays of light and two water, choose one light and one water rune to synthesize time and space, you can teleport to the top of the mountain, or open a way in this thick thick bone-shattering dust and rubble, in short, the mastery of time and space can save him.

This time, Silver Dust once again woke up from the illusion that he was "invincible in the world", he knew that the puppet he had might not be able to cope with all the situations, and he also knew that even if he had an immovable hegemon, he would die.

"Light and water, synthesize space-time—wait, what about water?" Silver Dust was about to activate his space-time magic, but was shocked to find that there was not a single water rune on his body, and even the unused dark rune suddenly disappeared.

At this time, he carried twelve new runes of light on his body.

"Under the thick soil, bury the abyss, in the abyss, bloom with light, when it is in a state of no light, that is, when the eyes cannot see the light, all the runes in the body are transformed into forbidden spell runes of light, allowing two light forbidden spells to be guided at the same time. The voice of the Tribulation sounded in his mind, giving him the most useful reminder at the critical moment when Silver Dust was about to reach his limit and was about to lose his breath, and of course, there was also the accompanying vomit:

"Every word that came out when constructing the Heavenly Rules was a soul oath, I didn't expect to forget it so quickly, is the mage's memory so bad?"