His words made Yinchen raise his eyebrows, to express his surprise to the greatest extent: "What's the matter?

"It was just a cliché that showed their purpose. Emperor Beiwu smiled lightly: "The Silver Dust Young Man should know that this Great Sect Master is guarded by the order of the dog thief in the future of Nano, but unfortunately, power is a poisonous thing, once a person gets close, it will inevitably be contaminated with some paranoia!"

"Don't say that, maybe our great sect leader is devoted to the people and has great ambitions? As an incoming member of the Emperor's staff, I would like to hear Mr. Newgret's opinion, can I?"

"What's wrong with this?" Nugrethe Gui'er Duoshan interrupted the mutual metaphor between Yinchen and Emperor Beiwu with his characteristic loud voice: "The meaning of this seat is to let Harlan Xuanqi re-sit on the throne of Emperor Beiwu, of course, he has to come back to be the emperor first, and the banner is sounded, so that the vast number of Qiantou north of Yandang Mountain are shocked to hear the spring thunder explode, and the dawn is approaching. Emperor Wu's fame in the north of Yandang is unmatched...... As for you, boy, although you are a very powerful fellow, but first, you have killed countless people of the Newgaret family, and secondly, you are the person next to the barbarian of the True King, so ah, you have to sacrifice your life for the great cause of our sake. When Gui'er Duoshan said the last few words, his eyes flickered a few times, and his weak expression made Yinchen believe that this person did not hate himself, but was afraid of himself, he was jealous of his talent, and he was afraid that he would get closer to Emperor Beiwu in the future, and he would take away his throne. This is probably the dark and dirty psychology that everyone who coerces the Son of Heaven to order the princes will have, both thirsty for talent, and jealous of the virtuous and jealous, and people with a little talent, he welcomes them, because these people can be used by him, but they are also controlled by her, and people with great talents, he is jealous and panicked, because these people are stronger than him, easier than him to be extremely ministers, threatening him to be called a courtier, but actually the emperor's powerful position, naturally he will be eradicated.

The sorrow of Cao Cao's life probably stems from this. The ministers under his command are like clouds, but no one can be called a hero, and the fierce generals are like rain, but he can't keep Guan Yu, because he is shrinking in the shadow of the Han Dynasty, even if he is the king of Wei, his status is still embarrassing.

As for the turtle son Duoshan in front of him, comparing her with Cao Cao is not someone who insults Cao Cao or the big man, it is really an insult to Chen Shou. Such a jealous and capable guy, in the final analysis, is just pulling the banner of Emperor Beiwu and making a tiger skin on the sofa.

"The sect leader's kindness is understood, but it's just ......"

"It's just that he only values your reputation, but he doesn't value your talent and essence, and you won't end well if you cooperate with him. ”

"I'd rather be a strategist than a puppet at the mercy of others!" Emperor Beiwu made his attitude clear: "I won't conspire with someone like you in Xia." ”

"What are you talking about?" Gui'er Duoshan looked at the three of them funny: "Saying that you are the first emperor of the ages, this seat may not look at it, and you can't even see through the situation in front of you, and you can say that you can have any great talents?

"That's a pity. Yinchen said coldly: "Since you can't do whatever you want here, then please go to the Blood Sun City to rest." After he finished speaking, the light god suddenly trembled.

"Be careful!" Gui'er Duoshan roared, and a certain Dharma King behind him also let out a sneer like a pit viper: "Empty cicada, what a calculation......" As he said this, a black spike appeared in his hand like a trick, which looked like some kind of weapon, but Silver Dust knew that the Dharma King did not bother to appear in front of people with a weapon.

The black spikes lit up like a circle of blue ice light, and the ring like a frost shock spread out, and almost everyone felt a cold sting in their brains, which was the anti-empty cicada mystery weapon that interrupted the ice spirit path.

However, the ring didn't do anything other than hit a piece of frost on Silver Dust's body, because the two people behind Silver Dust had already disappeared.

"I'm sorry, but the anti-cicada can't interrupt the teleportation, you'd better find some special equipment. Silver Dust said, unbuttoning the burqa, the front placket of the long fear spread out, and a silver-white robe fluttered into a phantom-colored flag.

Kame-er-tayama pursed her lips tightly, as if she wanted to hold her roar in her throat by clenching her teeth. His chest bulged three times like a toad before it calmed down. "You're a dead man. He pretended to have a leisurely tone, but in fact every word was full of anger and murder: "But you also know that there are many kinds of death. ”

"The first type of justice is called petrification. The Silver Dust Killing Attack was so caught off guard, and as soon as his fingertips moved, a green light flashed, and one of the four Dharma Kings instantly turned into a stone statue.

Petrified Magic: Avada's life.

"You!!" the turtle roared, a wave of sound that spread into icy ripples around his round mouth, striking Silver Dust, crushing his robe into wave-shaped folds before freezing into ice.

Then the ice shattered, and the robes were intact.

"The second way of dying is called aging, do you want to see it? In the palm of Silver Dust's right hand, a fierce dark blue light erupted from the metal long sword, which was like the cold ice of winter, and like the background color of a faded photograph bleached by time. Yinchen raised his hand with a sword, and the "Guanlan Sword Technique" was unguardable, and the standard sword, which was originally only two feet long, instantly turned into a blue sword qi several zhang long, engulfing another Dharma King.

Time magic, time is merciless.

"Third way to die......" Silver Dust's hand lit up with an incandescent light, and seeing that a huge lightsaber was about to be struck, the remaining two Dharma Kings roared at the same time, and the golden soul mist spread out like an explosion on his back. The upper body swelled violently, completely tearing the robe into strips of cloth, and at the same time, it bounced up on its relatively short and thin legs, like a low-flying missile. Their muscles were high and bulging, and a layer of golden reflection reflected on their skin, like statues poured by golden tongs, and their swollen wrists were almost as thick as clenched fists, and the front of the doubled fists was as radiant as a precisely polished metal surface, without a single spike-like protrusion. Their fists were completely blunt weapons, with no edge, and no extra strength of ice or wind, outflanking the silver dust with pure physical attacks.

Silver dust swept casually, and a huge lightsaber erupted from the cuffs, like a searchlight whose power broke through the sky, if the light fell on ordinary people, it would definitely set the clothes and flesh on fire, but when it fell on the two big men who flew over, they were actually reflected by the metallic skin on their bodies, illuminating the entire corridor like a brilliant prayer. The impact of the scattered light on the physical world is already very weak, but the effect on the elemental side is still very large. Wherever the light passed, all the icy power quickly dissolved, and only the battle spirit itself could sustain it. Even Gui'er Duoshan himself took a breath, and the cold breath dissipated cleanly.

Fortunately, the battle spirit is still there, and as long as the soul is reunited, you can get the cold qi again. Gui'er Duoshan took a step back quietly, and let the two of his subordinates revolve around the silver dust like mad dogs, two to one, don't discuss anything with the big and the small, when did a person like Indra and a brain-dead cult manage what heavenly rules?

The heavy punch landed on Silver Dust like a cannonball, but there was no feedback, as if it hit the thin air of a wine shop. Silver Dust in the phantom state is not even afraid of elemental strikes, let alone this pure and clumsy physical attack. His figure even passed directly through the body of one of the big men, and the big man also stopped at that moment, trembling fiercely. Then he immediately reached out and covered the left side of his neck.

The blood slowly seeped out, even if it was the body in the state of the battle spirit, it couldn't block the silent blow of the silver dust.

The darkness condenses into a curse, and the curse turns into a short, sharp fist, and a single blow of the Demon Crying Slash can end all the lives of a Dharma King.

No matter how strong the Dharma King is, he can't fight the Dharma God.

What's more, the curse attached to the Demon Crying Slash Fist is nothing else, it is precisely the most deadly bleeding curse in the state of war spirit.

Blood gushed out from between the big man's fingers like a river.

"The third way to die is to bleed to death. ”

Yinchen said, suddenly turned around and pointed at the last big man with his left thumb, this big man's body couldn't help but swell again, but it was useless, the Merge Dao realm would not be any different from the realm of entering the body in front of Yinchen, even if they were the whips of the chosen one-

The man-made whip of the Chosen One could not play a role in the divine domain where Silver Dust secretly unfolded.

"The last way to die is called nothingness. ”

The Black Coffin of the Broken Moon struck again, engulfing the Dharma King completely, and this time, the sound of the mechanism turning was real and tragic.

The black coffin disappeared, the blood mist drifted away, and the last Dharma King really disappeared without a trace.

Silver Dust turned back again, facing Gui'er Duoshan: "You see, Indra can't actually bless you. ”

There was no longer a trace of anger on Gui'er Duoshan's face, only a solemnity mixed with fear, and the sixteen-year-old child in front of him was no longer human. Gui'er Tayama would not admit that there were gods walking in the world, so he could only use words like "inhuman" and "monster" to describe the little guy in front of him.

"No wonder he dared to step into the forbidden land of this religion so arrogantly, because he had no fear. "Gui'er Duoshan slowly retreated, but he was still able to show the authority of a sect leader. At this time, he had already decided that this kid was not here to save Emperor Beiwu at all, he didn't know that he had taken the killer's list, and he came to have trouble with him!

I don't want to think about it, since Yinchen can teleport Li Xuanqi away, can't he run himself?

Angered and arrogant by fear, Kameer Tayama really calmed down, and his eyes shot a serpent-like light: "Do you dare to duel with me, in the main hall?" he said in a tone that was half tentative and half provocative.

"Whatever you want. Silver Dust put down his hand as he spoke, and the fire spell that was about to be shot also retracted, as if he was really a strong man who was not afraid of life and death, no matter what conditions the other party proposed and what tricks he used, he would face it calmly.

Gui'er Duoshan's expression became complicated and blurry, and he was a little unsure whether Yinchen was really burdened with the "imperial mandate" to assassinate him, after all, no assassin would have such a bright and upright approach as Yinchen, it was a chivalrous and not an assassin's practice. Gui'er Duoshan rolled his eyes, and couldn't figure out what Silver Dust was trying to do.

However, he was sure that Silver Dust would not emit that terrible green light to hit him for the time being, the kind of green light that could turn people into stone statues, and Gui'er Duoshan was very afraid of it.

He thought that the guards waved his hand and signaled to close the group, and Silver Dust was also caught by these guards and walked along the way they came. Along the way, a certain part of Gui'er Duoshan's body has been emitting blue-green water waves-like air patterns, and these ripples spread to the surroundings, dispelling the darkness, and in the dispelled darkness, the remaining guards were revealed.

It is impossible for the Black Coffin of the Broken Moon to hurt the enemy without launching a final attack.

Silver Dust didn't care about any of that, not even the slightest interest in the aura she exuded that could dispel darkness. He had long known what grade it was. These divine weapons are enshrined in the main hall, and over time they are eroded by the spiritual power condensed by faith, and become the existence of holy relics, most of which have the function of driving away evil spirits and can disperse the power of shadows.

When they returned to the main hall, it seemed that the prayer had been completely over, and in the main hall, except for the three circles of disciples, there were only a few insiders of Indra, and there was not a single parishioner.

The door, which was originally open, slowly closed when Silver Dust entered the main hall.

Silver Dust ruined why this guy was dueling in the main hall.

The main hall is the place where the power of faith is most concentrated in any religion, and it is also a place where the organs can be scattered. The relationship between the power of faith and the power of spirit is the relationship between ordinary light and lasers. Faith is the spiritual power that gathers through the idea of unity. These spiritual powers, with the help of the medium of soul energy, can uphold the power that affects reality, so they are not completely idealistic. Places where powerful beliefs are gathered, such as shrines, statues, urns, etc., can allow clergy to use just a little mental power to cause earth-shattering effects, such as a priest who is not much stronger than ordinary people, and a single thought can control the mechanism in the air and perform a surprise attack similar to magic.

When Yinchen first entered the main hall, he felt this kind of solidified spiritual power, these spiritual powers are not fundamentally different from divine will, but the power of divine will is recognized by the world itself, and it is the power that increases with the rules (heavenly rules or elemental laws), so it has a powerful power far beyond ordinary spiritual power, but at the same time, divine will is also extremely sensitive. As soon as Silver Dust stepped into the temple, he felt the faith solidified in everything in the entire hall.

Beliefs and doctrines are completely different. The teachings of a denomination can be very tolerant or even vague, but the power of faith, or the spiritual power condensed by faith, is singular and exclusive. Silver Dust's divine will does not believe in Indra, so it is hostile to the power of this faith, and his divine will hits walls everywhere in the entire hall, and everything seems to be coated with an invisible film that prevents his divine mind from penetrating into it, so he will feel very uncomfortable in the temple.