As Hill spoke, the figure gradually disappeared, and the purple mist around her, and even the vast void behind these mist, slowly faded and faded together.

In Silver Dust's pupils, a golden mist filled the air, and a golden soul mist actually appeared on his body, and those soul mist converged behind him, slowly turning into a person.

A silver dust.

This silver dust looked to be in his twenties, about the same height as he was, but he weighed three times, this phantom silver dust had almost no traces of fat growth on his body, his whole body was strong, even some exaggerated muscles, like a full of granite armor, he was covered with a gray-brown robe, the robe was embroidered with golden mountain stone patterns, and the front of the robe was open, revealing his thick chest like a city wall. There were still a few tears in the gray robes, and something like a rock carving was sticking out of it, and it looked like part of the armor had grown directly from the body, which was almost terrifying. The entire humanoid form is completely a monster in robes, except that its face is like silver dust.

This phantom-like, almost somewhat transparent man appeared behind him like a shadow of silver dust, with a grim expression on his handsome face, and his most tightly pinched, like a hard line. The moment he appeared behind Yinchen, the room that had been filled with the warm sounds of girls talking suddenly fell silent.

The room was as gloomy as an underground stone chamber.

The sensitive Lin Xuanchen suddenly hid Lin Qingyu behind her, and her whole body emitted a thick, gray-green flame, she looked up with silver dust, but she aimed her whole body's vigilance at the exaggerated "shadow" behind him: "Who is that person behind you?"

"I don't know. Silver Dust's body smiled warmly and a little helplessly: "The name is nothing, and it's not necessary, you can think of him as a one-time demon angel...... No, you should remember the elemental soul I first used in the Red Blood Secret Realm six years ago, yes, that's the kind of thing. ”

"Oh. The girl's expression relaxed: "But he gives people a very dangerous feeling." ”

"Because that's what he used to kill. Silver Dust's pupils flashed with golden code again: "Let me see, where is it useful? Hmm? Is there such an interesting thing in Ying Tianfu? It seems that I was in a hurry to miss such a grand party-"

Before he finished speaking, the silver-white robe suddenly swung slightly, and the majestic figure behind him disappeared into a golden light.

【Yingtianfu Imperial Palace, Partial Pavilion】

The moment the light of teleportation is lit, God is present.

Du Wuxin, who had his eyes closed, seemed to see a main god in charge of the thick earth walking out of the earth temple.

When she opened her eyes, she saw only a back that looked like a cover, gray under her long silver-white hair, a cape of mountain totems, the upper half of a pair of sleeves was almost torn by the muscles of her arms, and below was the loose cuffs.

She suddenly felt extremely peaceful, even though the atmosphere in the pavilion at this time was like a thousand-year-old tomb.

The tall back completely covered Du Chuanchang in her sight, making her mood inexplicably much better, but she couldn't see Du Chuanchang's face on the other side suddenly turned purple and black.

"It's you?!"

Like karma, the word is amazing.

"That's right, it's me. Yinchen's voice was unexpectedly clear, which made Du Wuxin a little uncomfortable: "Master, is your throat healed?"

There was no response, only Du Wuxin's body suddenly tightened, and the arcane energy turned into chain mail, protecting her layer by layer, and also binding her layer by layer.

"Don't get involved in the battle between me and him, it will interfere too much with the test results, just watch from the sidelines. The tone of the gray robe and silver dust was very hurtful, and he didn't seem to think about giving Du Wuxin any good face at all, but Du Wuxin just smiled quietly and sweetly, not worried about his own safety at all.

Because she had absolutely nothing to worry about.

"It's actually you?!" Du Chuanchang seemed to suddenly understand something, but he didn't really understand anything: "You?and Wuxin?......

"I don't have anything to do with her. Yinchen's perfunctory answer wanted to cover up.

"You sent her to this palace?" Du Chuanchang gritted his teeth: "To deal with me?"

"I obviously sneaked into here, this place is basically a back garden for me, I can come and leave as long as I want, and by the way, I pit Xue Wuxian and let him lie that I am his concubine...... Who knows what you think every day, do you think that a kowtow worm who claims to be the emperor deserves to think about me?"

The moment the truth was revealed, a hint of relaxation flashed on Du Chuanchang's face, but his expression was immediately distorted by the hatred mixed with a lot of fear: "What do you have to ...... Wuxin?"

Before the word "picture" could be spoken, he saw Yinchen unceremoniously pull out a slender scimitar with a sheath from his cuff.

He held the scabbard with one hand and slowly drew the knife with the other, and the moment the blade was unsheathed, the reflection of metal illuminated his face.

"That's a lot of nonsense. Silver Dust's tone was full of brutal power, and the power contained in his strange body was really worthy of the word brutal. He raised the short knife in his hand and swung it forward, and a dark green sword flashed out in the space like an explosion.

Du Chuanchang retreated sharply, and the poisonous touch punch shot out three blue-green ice shields like walls, and then unsurprisingly was bombarded into dust by this sword.

Du Chuanchang continued to retreat, the expression on his face slowly calmed down, but it was still a little distorted, he could see that the power used by Yinchen at this time was completely and completely rigid, without a trace of fancy ingredients, just like the former gold system Gangfeng.

And the knife technique he uses is not an uncommon and powerful knife technique, that is, the set of knife skills of "Crazy Knife Without a Trace" that anyone on the rivers and lakes can use a few hands Du Chuanchang already knows it well, so he can avoid the sudden knife.

Yinchen put down the long knife in his hand and walked slowly towards Du Chuanchang, but Du Chuanchang swayed from side to side, looking for flaws in his body, of course, in fact, he didn't need to look for any flaws, because Yinchen didn't put on a defensive posture at all.

Du Chuanchang saw the opportunity, and with a move of the dragon swinging his tail, his strong leg move swept across, and accurately hit Yinchen's waist, and Yinchen didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging. Let his vicious whip legs be deeply embedded in his waist.

The moment Du Chuanchang kicked Yinchen, he felt that his foot swept against the brick wall, and the force of the shock was so strong that his right leg was numb. And at the waist of Silver Dust, the robe was torn, and what flew out of it was not fragments of flesh and bones, but sharp white gravel, and the scene was really exactly the same as Du Chuanchang kicking and shattering the brick wall.

Silver Dust, who had been hit so hard, didn't shake it at all, let alone make any visible reaction because of the pain and concussion, he lifted the long knife in his hand without mercy, first the horizontal knife gestured like Du Chuanchang, and then-

His arm vanished along with the long knife, and the violent light of the knife in front of him was a spherical area five feet in diameter, intertwining into a web of death.

Du Chuanchang knew that it was not good the moment he raised the knife, and a large area of golden soul mist suddenly appeared on his body, and then a huge and soft, jellyfish-like monster suddenly emerged, blocking in front of Du Chuanchang At the same time, several soft tentacles grabbed Du Chuanchang and threw him back, directly making him fly out half a zhang away, dodging the endless knife like a meat grinder.

The jellyfish-like monster quickly turned into an ice sculpture, and then quickly shattered and disintegrated. And Yinchen, who had an indifferent face, did not intend to let Du Chuanchang go, and at the moment when the knife was old, he burst forward.

He burst into front of Du Chuanchang with an extremely strange posture, and then slashed down with a heavy knife.

Bang!

The heavy knife fell on the ground, and it didn't hit Du Chuanchang who saw through all the moves earlier, but the moment the long knife fell to the ground, it did not penetrate the floor, but instead conjured a whole round stone slab with a diameter of one zhang near the landing point, and among the stone slabs, several thick stone pillars popped out at high speed.

One of the stone pillars hit Du Chuanchang so hard that it almost smashed him into a ball of meat sauce, and Du Chuanchang rolled twice in the air, spurting out a circle of black-red blood, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"The test is over. There was no trace of human flavor in Yinchen's voice, and it was as cold as an artificial intelligence: "The power of the divine skill is too low, and the body can't load the higher-level divine skill, so it starts to be recycled—the recovery fails." His robot-like tone made Du Wuxin's hands and feet cold behind him.

He slowly approached, Du Chuanchang, Du Chuanchang also struggled to stand up, and a few traces of excitement suddenly flashed in the dark green eyes of the first master of the Poison Dragon Sect.

"You don't seem to be able to use those sorcery?" he said tentatively.

"Yes. The mad knife shot again without a trace, but Du Chuanchang easily avoided it, and at the same time shook his hand and sent out three poisonous needles, all of which hit, but it had no effect at all.

The long knife in Yinchen's hand pointed at the ground again, and the circular surface of the rock that had just disappeared unfolded again, and was about to pop out of the stone pillar, but this time, Du Chuanchang took the lead and roared, and countless gray-blue sharp ice spikes immediately exploded under his feet, which actually easily offset the circular surface of the rock.

Then he soared into the air, swinging his fist from top to bottom with both hands, and a pair of normally normal hands suddenly turned into ghost fists composed of dry bones, with circles of golden-colored soul mist, and hit Silver Dust's chest fiercely.

Du Chuanchang's bony punch sank half an inch into Yinchen's chest. He grinned a finished grin, and then the golden soul mist suddenly turned a complete gray-blue, and ice spikes erupted.

The silver dust flew upside down as if it had been hit by a bomb, and rock chips flew all over the air along the way.

"Have you absorbed the power of the stone?" Du Chuanchang laughed gloomily: "This kind of energy is only useful for Gangfeng, and it has no meaning for cold ice. ”

Silver Dust slowly stood up from the corner of the wall, throwing away the knife in his hand, a strange green glow slowly glowing from his body, as if it was about to petrify himself, and then, he threw a punch into the air.

Nothing happened, not even that punch had much power.

Silver Dust's brows furrowed, he slowly clenched his fists, adjusting his strength, a strange, earthy yellow light slowly lit up on his fists, and he quickly rushed towards Du Chuanchang, and Du Chuanchang avoided it as dexterously as a swimming fish.

"The "Rock Breaking Fist" recorded in "Crazy Knife Without a Trace"?Will you also learn and use this kind of ninth-rate magic skill that comes with the third-rate knife technique for free?" Du Chuanchang sneered, and at the same time started a battle with Silver Dust, his whole body was covered with golden soul mist, and bone spikes popped out from under his skin, and with his dexterous movements, they were inserted into Silver Dust's muscles again and again like armor-piercing bullet cores.

As if he didn't know the pain, Yinchen gathered the power on his fist in the run, and accumulated to a certain extent before swinging it out, his fist was extremely powerful, and he could often break the tables, chairs, screens and bronze toys in the pavilion into pieces with one punch, but the trajectory of the timing of his punch was too obvious, and it had long been completely mastered by Du Chuanchang, so every time he made a move, he was completely avoided by Du Chuanchang.

Du Wuxin on the side was already stunned, she didn't expect that Master Yinchen would suddenly become so weak, like a big stupid bear being played by the dexterous Du Chuanchang, watching the scars on Yinchen's body gradually increase, her confidence in the master slowly melted.

"Master ......"

"Leave me alone. Silver Dust's tone was still cold and mechanical, as if there was no emotion at all. The damage was that there was not a drop of blood left on his body, only small gravel that kept collapsing, and he seemed to be completely blind to the extremely unfavorable situation in front of him, and still chased Du Chuanchang unhurriedly, charging for a full three seconds, and then punching out.

The punch was about to miss again.

Du Chuanchang's dark green eyes had just lit up with a mocking light, and they were immediately replaced by a frightened darkness, and he felt a suffocating cage-like weight spread out from around the misdirected fist, enveloping him completely, it was a force he had never comprehended, that power was not very powerful, but it was sticky and weird. As he dodged his fists, he felt a suffocating sensation like he was in a swamp.

At the same time, Silver Dust's exception raised one hand high, and an earthy yellow halo suddenly radiated from the palm of the upper hand, and the halo quickly condensed and turned into a heavy rock.

"Heavens. ”

The punch that came out of the front froze Du Chuanchang's dodge, and the huge stone fell on his body fiercely, but a set of gray-blue full-body ghost needles still condensed on his dark green robe, blocking the deadly boulder bombardment in the clanging sound of the ice breaking.

He was smashed to the ground, the boulder and the ice shattered at the same time, the blood had stained half of the robe, and his opponent Silver Dust, with broken holes all over his body, looked like an ancient statue that had barely remained intact in an earthquake.

Neither of them thought that they would achieve this result. The cultivation of the two has not been consumed by more than half, and it is so miserable.

It can only be said that the silver dust release is too obvious, or that the defects in his new ability to use it are too serious.