As if lead had been poured into his veins, the wriggling pain spread throughout his body, and Silver Dust couldn't sweat at all now, because his sweat pores were busy spurting blood. The sharp pain and horror of his body being torn apart inch by inch almost completely crumpled Silver Dust's consciousness into a mass of waste paper, and he opened his mouth wide to let out a scream that shattered the sky, but from his mouth came only a faint sound like a pig humming.

The sharp pain reached its peak, because the feeling of his entire body being rubbed into ashes inch by inch finally spread to the most precious and unbearable place on his body, that is, the sea of qi. There are all the spell slots he has cultivated in his two lifetimes, and once there is a good one, he may really explain it here.

The severe pain poured into the sea of qi like boiling copper juice, Yinchen's eyes rolled for a while, his heart suddenly fell to the ground, he couldn't feel any pain, he knew that he was dead, already dead!

The destruction of the sea of qi is equivalent to the direct fall of the mage, even if he picks up a rotten life, he will become a waste, not to mention that cultivation is hopeless, it is all, the key problem is that the former mages who were destroyed by the sea of qi must constantly swallow all kinds of extremely precious medicines, otherwise they may suddenly die of body failure at any time.

The destruction of the sea of qi is equivalent to destroying the source of life, and the life energy in the whole person's body is hollowed out, and the physical quality is no better than that of the old man who is dying.

At this time, Silver Dust is in the Red Blood Demon Realm, the environment is bad, the monks are fighting, the zombies are rampant, and the underground is even more damp and cold, and the Silver Dust that is destroyed in this kind of place will not be able to live for a few minutes at all.

"Death doesn't hurt at all?" Yinchen was struggling to turn the last thought in his mind, when he suddenly felt a burst of heat all over his body.

Behind him, a huge world unfolded, green mountains and green waters, flowers, gold palaces stood proudly in the clouds, the throne made of diamonds was empty, but the crystal paved square was a large phalanx of thousands of soldiers, lined up in a large phalanx of thousands of people, the millions of male soldiers, all wearing full-coverage real gold armor, with six wings on their backs, and every feather on the wings was so white that it was dazzling, and they were all terrifying existences at the level of a seraph. The million Seraphs are each holding a golden war hammer, the hammer exudes a colorful streamer, at first glance it is an artifact or a terrible thing similar to an artifact, a million Seraphs, holding the war hammer high, roaring loudly towards the blue sky and white sun, just like a scene of the oath meeting, the fairy music rises, the divine light shines, the world that is gradually unfolding on that side, as if the kingdom of thousands of miles of heaven, millions of angels and divine soldiers, almost from a transparent image into an entity, from the illusory world into reality!

Through the heavens and the earth, a supreme momentum erupted from Yinchen's body, at this time, Yinchen's treasure was solemn, a small face was almost transparent, he gently closed his eyes, his expression was solemn and calm, just like the ancient god king.

In the next second, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood shot out like a sharp arrow, and actually forced the statue in front of him into a transparent hole.

Elemental compensation, the highest level of elemental compensation, even the unimaginable severity of elemental compensation that has never been taught by the two generations of Silver Dust. Silver Dust's body became pitch black in an instant, and even his body disappeared directly from space, and his location directly turned into a bottomless, boy-shaped black hole.

A frenzied terrifying suction that almost flattened the whole world into jelly and then sucked it in, erupted from the silver dust, at this time, the silver dust, the spiritual platform was actually clear, as if there was a hint of epiphany in the underworld, he stretched out his free left hand like lightning, and slapped another statue with one palm.

"Inheritor! You are very smart! Finally choose me! Destroy the enemy, inherit the Dao system, and you will achieve supreme achievement!" The original first divine thought, the one that came from the statue on the left, the vicious and vicious divine thought became so calm and honest at this time, although there was no second arrogant and barbaric divine thought that became gentle and tactful after inheritance, there was still a cold and hard temperament in the divine thought, but that sincerity was enough to impress ordinary people.

The blue-black ghost gang wind suddenly swelled, and a scream like a heaven-shattering soul occupied every inch of space in the fighting room, stirring up every molecule in the air, and a dark and heavy gang wind surrounded the silver dust, forcibly penetrating his pores, and even did not hesitate to cut a fine blood mark on his skin to drill into his body, and then, the terrifying pain that silver dust had just received, grinding his body inch by inch into nano-sized particles, actually erupted from every cell in his body again.

"Do ******you want to do it again?" Yinchen cried out in pain, and he was surprised and devastated to find that he was able to utter a complete sentence.

Every second, every second and even every millisecond at this moment became as if a day was so long, Yinchen's hands were sucked by a statue of unknown origin, unable to move, Yinchen's whole body, every pore spewed out a blood line like a column of high-pressure water, and the blood spurted out had reached more than half of his entire body weight.

The pain reached its maximum, and a sharp pain like a sharp blade ripping out the heart came from the sea of qi, and then there was a wave of weakness like relief. Silver Dust even heard a grunt like a violent chemical reaction coming from the sea of qi, and then an entire world opened up behind him again.

The boundless sea of blood, the sky of bones, the Black Ciep of Death, countless dark wizards in pitch-black cloaks, with no faces visible, holding their human bone staff aloft, flew out of the deadly castle, and flew out of the castle in a hurry, and let out an eerie laugh that could tear apart their souls as they flew out one after another, forming a team in the air, flying towards the real world in columns, and the scene was as hair-wrenching as the terrifying destiny that was gradually converging.

Heaven and hell, sacred and terrifying, just behind the small body of Silver Dust, slowly unfolded, and then in the next second, they collided wildly.

The sky collapsed, the sea of blood evaporated, the Seraphs and the dark wizards fought in darkness, the mountains shattered, the rivers flowed backwards, the sea flew into the sky, and then turned into a dark blue flame and poured down entirely, but the land sank into the endless void, shattered into the finest dust, the sun was shot down, the moon was crushed, and the starry sky was burned into a charcoal black pot bottom. A million miles of fertile world, in an instant, turned into a dead Jedi. White feathers and blood flew in all directions, pitch-black cloaks shattered in the storm, severed limbs and severed arms fell from the sky like a torrential rain, and livers and severed heads flew together. The black and white world, the myth of light and darkness, swirls behind the silver dust and turns into a whirlpool like cream and chocolate, and finally shrinks and tightens, turning into a gray orange-like thing, and then explodes with a soft crack, and the two illusory worlds are finished.