"We are all remnants, and we have no true spiritual intelligence, but our lineage as gods is much more sophisticated than other unknown lineages! The divine thought of the Demon Crying Slash Fist is as domineering as ever, and it is scolded for being bloody if it doesn't agree with it, but it is also really sincere enough, and if it doesn't agree, it will present all the rune structures in the spell bit in Silver Dust's mind, through careful analysis, Silver Dust found that he actually unknowingly entered into the harshest symbiotic contract with these two spell slots, and once he died, the remnant souls in the two spell slots would definitely completely dissipate between heaven and earth. www.biquge.info "thought" of this, Yinchen subconsciously touched his nose, and by the way, pulled his left foot back from the steps.

"Remnant Souls, are you God's remnant souls? You let me see that scene at the beginning......" Silver Dust continued to communicate with the divine thoughts of the two spell slots, he felt that instead of taking those 5 books with a blank smear in his eyes and gambling on his character and luck, it was better to have a down-to-earth in-depth understanding of the two giant spell slots that had repeatedly proven to be unusual, and the risks and rewards of the latter were not comparable to the former.

"That's all true. I am the god of thunder, that guy is the ghost god, I am equal to the heaven and the earth have existed since the beginning of the beginning, the scene you see is the scene of our first duel, and then for the next 30 million years, we are each other's only opponents, and the heavens, the earth, and everything are no longer in our sight, because everything else cannot affect us. The divine thought of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist sighed faintly, and a self-deprecation with a little remorse passed through.

"And how do you seem to have come to such a point?" Silverdust asked a very sharp and even hurtful question. He needed to learn as much as he could about the past of these two great gods in order to deepen his understanding of the two magics, one light and one dark. The cultivation of a mage is not like that of a warrior, and the mage must diligently absorb knowledge and information for the vast majority of the time, enriching his mind and combat experience, so as to usher in the glory of being called a strong man.

"Hmph! Creation makes people!" The divine thoughts of the Demon Crying and Slashing Fist were full of self-deprecation, decadence and unwillingness, and they seemed to be unwilling to explain more, and the divine thoughts of the Heaven and Earth Splitting Divine Fist seemed to have let go of all this, and told Yinchen in a posture of seeing through the red dust:

"I and that guy, guarding the catastrophe, if you want to live forever, you must kill the opponent, I have been fighting with the old enemy for more than 30 million years, who knows that in the end, we are the twin beings of symbiosis and co-destruction, the two halves of the soul of the creation god! I fought the last battle with the old enemy, both were defeated, and at the same time entered eternal sleep, I don't know how many years have passed, everything in this heaven and earth has changed. The gods of the heavens are opposed by all things because they oppress all things. The major elves belong to the battle for the lord of heaven and earth, and they have been fighting for years. Human beings with the flesh of mortal wombs, ascended to the throne of the earth, shattered the 'Ten Thousand Gods Tablet' on the top of the Heavenly Burial Mountain, since then the divine power has flowed through the world, and there is no divine power. We who have lost our divine power have also been sealed here by the first human emperor, and after hundreds of generations, I am afraid that there will be 10,000 years...... If it weren't for the fact that you somehow could enter the 'cage of the thick earth', I am afraid that we will be trapped in that place forever, and our true martial arts will never appear to the world again, and we have worked hard for 30 million years to sweat and have since come to naught!"

"Divine Skill is in the world, are you saying that you are all against Divine Skill, because I have no way to cultivate Divine Skill and choose me?"

"That's right! Divine Skill first imitated the actions and living habits of the gods, and later became the biggest culprit in killing the gods! Human desires are greedy, and after cultivating Divine Skills, they will inevitably go crazy because of the obsession in their boiling hearts, so our high gods are finally given to a group of crazy human beings......" The divine thoughts of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist were full of the bitter emotions of the losers: "Inheritor, since you have inherited our mantle, why do you want to seek the so-called god-killing technique again?" The Divine Mind of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist asked rhetorically, which meant that Silver Dust should devote himself to the Divine Dao and not step on two boats.

"Then why didn't you stop me when Yun Wuyue and Wei Wuliang passed on the divine skills to me?" Yinchen then asked.

"Because what those two inherited to you is not the first generation of divine skills, but the divine skills of the second dynasty and even the third dynasty, and those two divine skills have lost the essence of the first generation of divine skills, and they are just ordinary physical fitness and life-saving techniques against the enemy, but they are not impossible to ......."

"Then the five books on it are the divine skills of your so-called First Human Emperor?" Silver Dust pointed to the five books that were still only suspended on the top of the stone pillar.

"That's right!That's the [Five Books of Evil and Dark Kingship] formulated by the first generation of Emperor Susano's male prostitution!, which are 'Sword of Wind', 'Knife of Thunder', 'Golden Spear', 'Devil's Axe' and 'Poisonous Palm', which respectively represent the cutting power of all things in the world, the burning power of thunder and lightning, the rigidity of metal, the decaying power of ghosts, and the cold power of poisonous water. The 5 books are the source of the world's divine skills, and after countless years, they are still the five most powerful methods in the divine skills, but unfortunately once they practice, they must forget all the previous martial arts, and strictly cultivate according to the records in the book wholeheartedly. If you get any of those five books, it means that you will lose everything you have now, and you will become our enemy from now on! Although we are in decline, we will not be unable to gamble on that illusory fate, and choose a new inheritor in the dark to pass on our [Divine Martial Arts], and when the time comes, you will die at the hands of the new inheritor under the guidance of fate!" The Enemy of God" skills are passed down to the next generation.

"But when you say that, I want to get those five books even more. Yinchen sorted out the information provided by the two divine thoughts in his mind, and finally made a decision that made the two former great gods feel cold.

"Why? Why are you going to take revenge?!" he thought about it, and the roar of the ghost and god sounded in his mind, and the demon cried and slashed his fist even at the expense of conjuring the dharma body of the ghost god, and jumped and cursed in his sea of consciousness space. Silver Dust analyzed a surprising emotion from his thoughts. That emotion is not the annoyance and anger after being betrayed and played, not the cold, not the hostility, but a kind of anxiety and sadness that hatred is not made of steel. That emotion can only appear in parents who have gone astray in the face of their children's failure.

"Because I'm going to give these things to my friends. Friend, do you understand? It's Wan Jianxin, Lin Xuanchen or people like Prison. I am not uncommon in the five books of the Evil Dark Kingship. I can promise not to read a word, not to learn a word, but you must know that my friends and I were born and died here, for what? Isn't it just for these five books? I am lucky enough to see it now, why can't I bring it back to my friends?"

"Don't stop me. I have decided that things cannot be changed!" Silver Dust's sea of consciousness burst out with incomparably brilliant golden light, and the soul runes of the light system vibrated slightly, emitting streams of golden soul power, that kind of power is impossible for any spell position to resist, that is the rule that Silver Dust made before building the spell position, his own mind rules, this rule has the highest authority in his body, except for his own true spirit, no power can resist.

"No, we can't tolerate you touching anything from the Evil Dark King's power! We can't tolerate you spreading the martial arts of the Evil Dark King's power! Even if you don't learn it, you can't do it!" The two divine thoughts did not compromise on this, even if their respective spell positions had been soaked in the soul power of Silver Dust and were about to be forcibly sealed, those two divine thoughts were still making a final struggle:

"We can pass on more advanced martial arts to those friends of yours! That Ten Thousand Sword Heart can learn the 'Styleless'! That is definitely more powerful than the 'Wind Sword' of the Evil Dark Throne! Inheritor, you need to restrain your greed! Don't let us chill!" The divine thought of the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, that is, the remnant soul of the Thunder God, quickly instilled a divine skill into Yinchen's mind that he couldn't understand at all when he took the second step with all his strength. It was a kind of mental method and martial arts mixed together, and it looked very tall and powerful, not to mention anything else, it was a few swordsmanship in it, which shocked Yinchen.

That's right, shock. It was enough to send a chill down the neck of a mage, it was enough to cut a mage's pride in front of a warrior into pieces. That kind of swordsmanship, for any mage or even anyone, once close is equivalent to death.

The Holy Mage hesitated.

This time he was really, really hesitant.

He didn't know if he should believe Thor's remnant words. Even if he believed it, he didn't know if Wan Jianxin could accept such an ending, and he saw five books, but he didn't take them?

"What are you hesitating about?!Why don't you just call them here?Hurry up, hurry up! I feel someone approaching here not far away! You have to make a decision early!" the remnant soul of the ghost god, that is, the divine thought of the demon crying and slashing fist, woke up the dreamer. Silver Dust cheered up, yes, since he can't make a decision, then just summon Wan Jian Xin and them to ask directly?

He hurriedly left the high platform, found a random place in this dark and vast underground space, and quickly formed three handprints.

When the third handprint was completed, the Holy Mage's body began to emerge with brilliant light, as if all the light of Zhou Tian's cold star was converging on his body. The silver light is like flowing water, and finally slowly condenses into the mudra in the chest, outlining a seemingly simple six-pointed star in the center of the handprint. Immediately after that, the six-pointed star spun and grew rapidly, and finally expanded into a huge vortex, which was the gate of the white hole.

"It's still a simple mudra, three actions are done, and it will take dozens of seconds to recite the spell. The Holy Mage muttered quietly, excusing his laziness, of course he knew that the power of a seal magic was only 42% of spell magic at most, and that the power of a top-level teleportation magic "Gate of Light" that could teleport 500 units to 800 kilometers away was nothing more than summoning his friends from a few kilometers away.

At the same time.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the dense foliage, like a trail left by countless fairy songs across the air. The little girl in the goose-yellow robe was pulling some of the long grass and mushrooms in the woods with some boredom. At this time, she didn't know what kind of horror and danger her "fellow senior sisters" were encountering. She didn't know that the elite disciples of the Interpretation Sect had been wiped out in the Battle of Ziyuan, and the second and third echelons were climbing towards the top of the Purple Blood Immortal Mountain with great difficulty, and someone might be sacrificed at every step up. She didn't understand this, and she didn't understand it, because her friendship with those fellow senior sisters was still at the level of "having met once", from the subtle hints of the master before leaving home, to Wan Jianxin's deep hatred of the Interpretation Sect, and then to the fact that although they were called sisters, they were all at each other's throats, this series of bright or dark signs made the little girl stay away from this so-called "sect", as if the beautiful mountain gate and the exquisite house were like a fire pit to her. The little girl is sensitive, she is too accustomed to reading the attitude of the people around her towards her and their relationship with each other from the little things. Growing up in the palace since she was a child, she naturally knows this well, but she looks down on these tricks in her heart.

She felt that it was much better to be happy with Wan Jianxin and Worship Prison than to be in the oppressive Chongwang Mansion or the dangerous sect, so she stayed here and didn't leave, as for how to face the sisters of the Interpretation Sect when she came out of the secret realm in the future?

So all morning, she tested what she had learned, and collected all the herbs and mushrooms that could be used in this grove, what was used to heal injuries, what was against cold poison, what was against fire poison, what could speed up the healing of wounds, and what could satisfy the stomach, what could quench thirst, all of them were collected and put into her little bag. After a busy morning, the girl, who was already congenitally deficient and weak, also felt tired, so she gently walked back to the center of the camp and sat down next to the demon angel.

The demon angel remained motionless, shrouded in a wide cloak, and from midnight until now, it had maintained a position like a glowing statue.

Wan Jianxin lit a fire not far away, and today's flint and steel seemed to be particularly reluctant, and he smashed it three times before a little spark emerged. Hellbrow crouched beside him, dismembering a deer with his giant machete, and although Silver Dust had warned them not to move around lest the other monks find out, were these brave and reckless Golden Knife Men heroes really a man to live in? )