Silver Dust originally wanted to forcibly refine a set of immortal songs that used "holy light" as a power based on the prompt of "Remnant Soul Death", according to the "hacking" theory and his years of research experience in light magic, and matched with his original dark attribute immortal songs, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't succeed, and in the end, because he injected too much light magic into the 36 Skybreakers, causing the 36 Skybreakers to melt down at the same time. At this point, all the 72 Broken Sky Shuttles that Silver Dust applied for from the Demon Pavilion, and 36 of them became the treasure holy weapon "God Killing Luo Xianqu", 36 bar was damaged, and Silver Dust refined 35 plum blossom darts into [Terminal] A few days ago, he didn't even have a weapon of the Demon Pavilion. But Silver Dust doesn't care, it's a big deal to take a fireball, an ice sword, or even a light blade as a hidden weapon, anyway, the enemies he knocked down won't have an opinion on it.

Silver Dust shook his head slightly, forcing himself not to daydream about the Light Attribute Sacred Weapon anymore, with the Immortal Qu in his hand, he himself felt that he should be satisfied. At the same time, he should seriously consider the issue of changing his combat habits.

In the past, in order to accumulate enough elemental compensation for "Dawn", Silver Dust has always used water and fire magic as the first move, dark magic as the main attack, and light magic as the last volume killing move, and now, the power of the God Killing Luo Xianqu surpasses the power of the Sword of Dawn and has become the most powerful means of attack in the future, so his combat habits have also come to the time when they need to change, it seems that Dawn ......

"Silver Dust, today is the day of the end of the clouds, our stronghold is about to start an operation, you ...... Shouldn't you prepare?" Zhang Mengmeng's soft voice interrupted Yinchen's train of thought, and also made him suddenly realize that today, it was already October.

"Pan Yangcheng doesn't know if it's snowing over there?" Yinchen muttered in a low voice before turning his gaze, and his silver-white eyes met Zhang Mengmeng's black eyes: "Sister, are we going to explore that secret realm?"

"Yes, today is the right day, the entrance to that secret realm, but it will only open on the day of the end of the day every year!"

Yinchen listened to Zhang Mengmeng's words, and blinked his big silver eyes curiously, he was still very interested in the secret realm, because he really wanted to see what kind of solution the melee monks could come up with in this world where there were no mages in the first place, and the activities related to space magic such as opening the secret realm?

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[1st day of October, sunset]

Silver Dust stood on the top of a high mountain, holding an old pine tree in his left hand, and looked down with a shocked face. The setting sun was like a fatal wound, spraying a blood-red afterglow, dyeing Yinchen's silver hair into a reddish pink-gray, and the long wind blew his black robe, and the placket of his robe swayed slightly, making him look like a goshawk ready to spread its wings and fly high.

The temporary camp of the Demon Wei Pavilion was located less than a hundred steps behind him, vast and endless, just like the garrison of a large army, and the entire world of the Demon Dao led by the Demon Wei Pavilion, hundreds of sects of different sizes were all crowded together and occupied the most advantageous position. This time, the Demon Pavilion's "Widely Invited Fellow Daoists" made a huge momentum of tens of thousands of people, at least in terms of number and momentum, it severely suppressed the uninvited righteous path side.

On the lower hill on the opposite side, piles of tents were erected scattered and scattered, and hundreds of sects on the righteous path of the world were estranged from each other according to their own relatives, with the Shenjian Gate, the Iron Palm Gang, the Golden Dao Gate, the Wanqi Sect, the Kaiyuan Tianbao Pavilion and other larger sects as the center, each gathered into a small circle, camped, watched and helped each other, and from a distance it looked like a continuous beacon tower, scattered all over the mountains. Seeing that in the evening, a smoke rose from the top of the tent, and it was really no different from the beacon smoke.

However, at this moment, Silver Dust's attention was already attracted by the scene in the valley, and he did not notice the beautiful picture of the sunset cooking smoke on the opposite mountain peak. Yinchen opened his eyes in shock, looking at the cliff under his feet, and looking at the platform in the shape of a sea bowl raised from the cliff, like a huge staircase carved out by hand. Looking at the bottom of the cliff that happens to be 90 degrees, the darkness is completely beyond imagination.

The location where Yinchen is at the moment is a valley twenty miles from the southernmost point of the temporary stronghold of the Mowei Pavilion, the north of the valley, that is, the place where the silver dust steps on it, is called Wangtian Peak by the locals, in fact, the relative height of the Mowei Pavilion stronghold is only a few dozen zhang, it can only be regarded as a higher mountain, but it is the main peak in the nearby mountains. Wangtian Peak is more than 100 zhang to the south, is the Five Elements Peak, is the higher five mountains in the undulating low mountains in this vicinity, arranged into an irregular arc, guarding the Wangtian Peak in the distance, at this time is the camp of the righteous path hundred gates. Between Wangtian Peak and Wuxing Peak, the easternmost and westernmost places connected to each other, there are also a series of large and small mountain beams, mountain buns, mounds and ravines, dog bear caves and other complex landforms, which have now been occupied by the third-party strength - the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, when Yinchen first came, he saw many incidents of scattered cultivators hunting and killing bears. These people don't have the courage to grab the territory of both good and evil, so they can only take some beasts out of anger.

These peaks, mountain beams and ravines can be regarded as the remnants of the Yandang Mountains, and the Yandang Mountains are all strange rocks, looking quite a desolate and rugged northern momentum. Wangtian Peak, the Five Elements Peak and the mountain beams together, in this place surrounded by a cylinder-like shape, naturally formed a valley, or should it be said that the mountain basin, originally, the bottom of such a valley should be gurgling water, lush trees, a paradise of tranquility and serenity, but the scene in front of Yinchen's eyes is not a paradise, but an indescribable horror.

The valley below Wangtian Peak is not more than a hundred zhang deep, it is still far away from the abyss, the bottom of the valley is a hundred zhang deep, there is neither flowing water, nor any tree, only a big hole facing the sky, more than 60 zhang in circumference, showing a standard, incomprehensible circle. This huge round hole occupies all the space at the bottom of the valley, and at the edge of the round hole, there is even a circle of stone walls with spikes one foot high, and outside the wall is the wild jungle that gradually withers in the autumn wind, and inside the wall, there is a cliff as smooth as a mirror.

The huge round hole, I really don't know how deep, the wall of the round hole, is full of a layer of black smooth substance, not very reflective, and there is no roughness or cracks, and the bottom of the round hole is where the silver dust is shocked.

It was neither a bottomless abyss, nor a black cloud floating pretending to be mysterious, but at the bottom of the round hole was a huge one that looked like a creature** -

Eye.

With upper and lower eyelids, blinking eyes from time to time.

The eye had a blue iris, a huge lens like an astronomical telescope, and a rather dirty vitreous body, and the retina could not be seen, and the eye was never seen to turn in any direction, as if it had been blind for a long time, and the two huge eyelids, which were as huge as the ceiling of the Olympic venues, would close from time to time, and it would take three or five breaths to open again, looking almost like some unimaginable prehistoric beast. Silver Dust's pair of silver pupils with delicate magic patterns looked at such a huge sky-blue pupil at this time, feeling as if he was looking at the entire planet, and felt his own insignificance, as well as the magic and horror of nature.

"It's ...... What is it?" Silver Dust only felt breathless, he didn't know how to control his crown at this time, he couldn't even hear his own voice anymore. If it weren't for the fact that the hand holding the pine tree was getting harder and harder, and the muscles in his arm were tensed one by one, Yinchen felt that he would really really plant directly off the cliff.

"I don't know, no one knows what it is. Zhang Mengmeng walked over, hugged her gently, and calmed the chaotic fear in his heart with a gentle touch: "Maybe it's the illusion formed by the [Juyuan Style], or the magnified projection of some animal, in short...... It shouldn't be a real creature......" Zhang Mengmeng's voice was also full of uncertainty, and at the moment she was forcing herself not to think about such a terrifying proposition as "that is the eye of a giant monster".