It can be said that this poisoning is a mixed bag for Yinchen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He lost a lot of spell slots, which was a very heavy blow to a mage who relied on erudition to mix with society, but at the same time, every magic he mastered now was deeply understood by him invisibly, and he had the ability to control and recreate as well as a legend.

The light emitted from inside the sea of qi had finally disappeared completely. Silver Dust's body also returned to calm. At this moment, the door of the main hall opened again, and Aunt Feiquan walked in with a lucky face.

"Luck!" she muttered, "Fortunately, I am cultivating the Divine Skill of the Interpretation Sect, otherwise...... Those junior sisters all have their own backgrounds, and it's very troublesome to kill them indiscriminately...... It's just that I don't know how Senior Sister Mingquan got through?" she said as she looked at the hall, and then she exclaimed and retreated, but unfortunately she was locked in the hall by the suddenly closed door.

"Oh my God!" Feiquan wailed in despair, "There aren't so many sectarians of the Interpretation Sect to consume the deity!" she sat on the ground without any image.

Just as the gate opened and Ming Quan entered the main hall, a divine thought was launched from the freshly formed huge light system spell position in the sea of silver dust qi, and entered the sea of silver dust without hindrance, and the bright divine thought that seemed to be a bonfire of hope instantly illuminated the soul of silver dust, awakening him, and instilling streams of information into him at the same time.

Those messages are full of the grief and unwillingness of Xianqu, as a generation of holy weapons, with great power but always being shelved.

Silver Dust opened his eyes suddenly, and his silver pupils were filled with snow. He understood many meanings in an instant, and ecstasy and shock swept through his body. "Xianqu...... Aren't they gone?" Silver Dust thought excitedly, barely raising his hand while communicating with the huge light spell bit. Three golden light shuttles flew out of his cuffs, and they were the [Immortal Song] composed entirely of light energy, but between entity and energy.

"Did it turn into a spell slot?...... No need to take it back, but up to 36 ...... at once It doesn't matter, as long as it's an immortal song, even if it's the lowest power immortal song, as long as it still exists...... Xianqu, how can you be so stupid, where does my silver dust have the intention of shelving you away? I just haven't found an enemy worthy of you......"

At the bottom of the cold and silent pool, a bright golden light slipped out of the cuffs, slowly rising to the eyes of the silver dust, the translucent entity composed of the golden light, sometimes it was a sky-breaking shuttle, sometimes it was a bone piercing awl, sometimes it was a lightsaber, sometimes it was a spear, that was the ability to transform after absorbing various information such as "Remnant Soul Sutra", "Soul Condensing Dafa Broken Body and Splitting Heart True Solution", "Spear of God Killing", "Elegy of the Gods" and so on, although this is just switching between heavy hidden weapons and long swords and spears.

Above the immortal song, there is a completely different aura from before, vast and bright, dignified, without the rotten and gray aura that a little magic weapon should have, but the sealing magic on it has completely turned into a dark attribute, leaving a trace of barbaric taste. Yinchen quietly looked at the light of Heaven Breaker suspended in front of him, and quietly felt the little special smell hidden in its warm breath, which was the breath of the gods' elegy, and that was Zhang Mengmeng's soul breath.

"I won't let you down again, trust me, Xianqu. Thinking like this, the blizzard suddenly dissipated in his pupils, and his forgery's clear gaze suddenly became as sharp as a knife. "Enough remembrance, it's time to go. He stood up lightly at the bottom of the pool, without making the slightest movement: "Even if there is only an immortal song, even if there is only one spell position, the path of magic must still be adhered to, and nothing can stop me from ......"

The light faded, and the magic incarnation of Xianqu dissipated in the air, and at this time, the treasure holy weapon that was transformed into a spell position could no longer move the slightest, and what Yinchen saw just now was just its "magic incarnation".

Silver Dust stood upright at the bottom of the pool, and without any movement, the current around him spun up on its own, pushing him toward the surface like a vortex rolled up by an impeller. For so long, Silver Dust had been breathing, and his lungs were filled with a warm fluid from which the rest of his body could get oxygen directly, reminding him of the LCL made in Gabriel's world.

He slowly surfaced, and a beautiful lotus flower bloomed at his feet with a cold, poisonous liquid containing Sanyuan, lifting him up a foot high. Yinchen pressed his lungs with both hands, pressing down hard, and two jets of dark green water erupted from his nose, and so on several times, and in the violent coughing sound, he finally expelled all the "venom" in his body.

Supported by the lotus, he gently moved to the stone platform near the gate, and stepped onto the "shore" with a single lunge, and only then did he notice Aunt Feiquan sitting paralyzed against the gate.

Aunt Feiquan also saw him, she exclaimed, and immediately jumped up, the spear in her hand pointed at Yinchen's forehead. Transparent ripples slowly appeared around his body, which was a sign of the wind.

Silver Dust silently counted the remaining battle magic spell slots in his body, and found that there were really few spells that could be used, but each spell could achieve the greatest effect. Silver Dust tilted his head slightly, looked at Feiquan who was about to attack him, and elegantly stretched out his right hand to show Feiquan the slightly open cuffs.

"See? The light in there? It's a terrible thing you can't imagine, and a person with a lot of anger can't stop it. Yinchen said coldly, his tone full of threat: "You are only one person left now, so it is best not to be reckless in front of me, and put down the rotten piece of wood in your hand! ”

Feiquan leaned his back against the door, and his cold voice was full of nobility and unyielding, as if a chaste martyr was facing the evil forces: "Whatever you want, the deity will never give in! Also, the holy spear in the deity's hand is ......"

"You're just holding Longinus, that's it. Yinchen coldly interrupted her words: "I don't want you to do anything, as long as you can honestly stand against the door!" Otherwise, ......" A little golden light lit up in Yinchen's sleeve, and a vast and vast momentum suddenly rose, Feiquan shuddered fiercely, and screamed in horror: "Light device?"

"It's a holy artifact. Silver Dust said coldly, "It will automatically counter all attacks, so I implore you, the eldest lady, not to act rashly." Yinchen said, turning his face to look at the empty hall: "Hey! )