【Evening】

The sky was getting darker, and a few stars appeared faintly in the eastern sky, where the orange sunset could not illuminate. The various colors of light emitted by the eight surveillance images suspended in the air gradually dyed Silver Dust's face into various changing colors.

In the middle of the surveillance picture, the dim scene suddenly lit up, followed by the backs of the two female disciples of the Demon Wing Pavilion lighting candles. Feng Lieshan and an old man who Yinchen didn't know sat cross-legged on the straw mat, contemplating and breathing, and after a while, the old man put his palms against Feng Lieshan's back.

"Concentrate your mind! Silent luck divine skill! You kid doesn't know what bullshit method you used to climb to the realm of distraction, the foundation is so unreliable! The old man will give you a little guidance today! You are careful! Really!" The voice of the old man came from the surveillance screen, Yinchen looked up boredly, and then lowered his head sadly and thought that his sister had gone. For a whole afternoon, Feng Lieshan was meditating and practicing, meditating endlessly. Yinchen watched him practice, watched the ghost-shaped Gangfeng that popped up above his head from time to time, and watched him run the big and small Zhou Tian over and over again boredly, and he felt sleepy.

Yinchen lowered his head and closed his eyes, trying not to let the tears in his eyes fall out, Zhang Mengmeng's departure was a wound for him that was more difficult to heal than any physical wound. He silently "licked his wounds", relaxed his mood, and comforted himself, but he felt more and more empty in his heart. A panic gradually rose in his stomach, a panic surrounded by endless malice, and he became more and more convinced that he was the enemy in this strange and savage world.

Just when he was looking at himself and feeling sad, Liang Yunguang walked into the surveillance screen.

Among the eight metal eyeballs, one of them is very well positioned and angled, just enough to give Liang Yunguang a close-up of his face. The Karonikor Ruins terminal captured a new facial feature according to the improvised program that Silver Dust had spent an afternoon contemplating, and immediately automatically controlled the eyeball stretching lens, giving him a close-up shot, and silently taking pictures and recordings. The ruins terminal on Yinchen's side made a prompt sound, which woke him up, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Yunguang's gloomy and depressed face in the leftmost picture.

Yinchen's eyes widened, looking at Liang Yunguang's face, looking at the curling green smoke coming out of his hall, looking at the blue-black patches with silver pockmarks on his cheeks, looking at his gray-purple lips, looking at his heavy dark circles and fine and deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, he was stunned for a full four seconds before he came out and vomited: "I'm rubbing! Is this smoky makeup? Or is this person already suffering from terminal cancer and going for radiotherapy?" Yinchen couldn't understand, how could a good big living person become this virtue in the blink of an eye, could it be that this kid was a little bit back and was bitten by a werewolf?

Yinchen didn't know that Liang Yunguang had already ruined Du Chuanchang's poisonous hands, and at this time, he was suffering from a strange poison in his body, barely maintaining it with life-sustaining drugs.

Liang Yunguang, who was unaware of the center of the surveillance screen, had long lost the majesty of the great talent of the Demon Pavilion, his face was withered, his eyes were scattered, and there was a trace of gray on his originally black hair. In his less than a year of existence, he always exuded a smell of decay like an old rotting corpse, making everyone who approached him feel as if he was dying. The only thing to be thankful for is that his movements are more flexible than before, and his actions are swirling with wind, and he has obviously been forcibly raised by some empowerment Dafa by several realms.

"Disciple knocks on the two Venerables!" Liang Yunguang made a disciple salute in a proper manner, and said in a loud voice, his tone was full of respect for the two Demon Wei Pavilion Venerables from the heart, the so-called adversity sees the truth, when Liang Yunguang was tortured by Du Chuanchang and was about to choke, it was still the two Venerables who pleaded with Du Chuanchang regardless of decency, so he let him live.

"What's the matter, have you found the specific location of the Divine Sword Gate?" Feng Lieshan put away his divine skills, opened his eyes and asked slowly, the moment he opened his eyes, two purple-black qi erupted from his eyes, grazing Liang Yunguang's back and shooting out, making a soft sound, almost destroying the black robe on Liang Yunguang's body. Liang Dacai, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly tightened his body, and then slowly and secretly relaxed, he had no longer had a trace of vigilance against Feng Lieshan in his heart.

"Venerable Mingjian, the dog thieves of the Divine Sword Gate are hiding in the ......" Liang Yunguang maintained a prostrate posture on the ground, and said the information he had found out one by one, including the location of the Divine Sword Gate, the surrounding terrain, the size of the camp and the simple situation of the small sect that was camped with the Divine Sword Gate, all of which were said, and he said it here, and Yinchen recorded the sound over there.

"Very well, you are much more careful than the others. Feng Lieshan listened to Liang Yunguang's words, and a smile appeared on his face that had been tense, but Liang Dacai, who was prostrate on the ground, didn't see it. "This time you have made a great contribution, and when you return to the mountain gate after leaving the secret realm, the deity will teach you the secret "Soul Killing Dafa" of the sect, you have to be careful, that is something that can only be cultivated by the previous heads of the sect!" Feng Lieshan raised his voice slightly and said. Liang Yunguang below heard these words, and hurriedly kowtowed like pounding garlic, and thanked him in his mouth.

"Let's go, in the name of the Demon Pavilion, unite all factions and go to the Divine Sword Gate!" Feng Lieshan waved his hand arrogantly, wanting Liang Yunguang to go out and prepare, but Liang Yunguang kept kneeling and did not move.

"Venerable, the disciple has received a little bit of news from the spies on the Holy Water Sect, and he doesn't dare to hide it, and he still needs to report it to His Holiness. Liang Yunguang said in a trembling voice, even with a little anxiety in his tone.

"What's the matter?" Feng Lieshan asked nonchalantly. In his mind, the Holy Water Sect had never been a force that needed to be guarded against, after all, the relationship between the Demon Pavilions and the Holy Water Sect was much closer than that of the Divine Sword Sect and the Iron Palm Gang's light system.

"The disciple learned from a subordinate who was serving the Feiquan Senior Aunt that Fang Tianhang and Lei Qianqi had sneaked into the stronghold of the Holy Water Sect three days ago and had never returned, and they didn't know what was going on, so the disciple was worried...... In case the Holy Water Sect and the Iron Palm Gang ......"

"Is this okay, the entanglement between the sect and them is too deep, and there is not much chance of turning against each other for a while. Feng Lieshan said casually, not serious at all in his tone.

"But the disciple learned that Lei Qianqi of the Iron Palm Gang is also in the Holy Water Sect, Venerable, the Iron Palm Gang has a new enmity with us, and their influence on the Holy Water Sect is also very great. Liang Yunguang hurriedly added.

"In this way, we have to guard against it, after all, if we really fight with the Holy Water Sect, we will have to think about it......" Feng Lieshan muttered: "Those stinky girls don't have the ability to fart, but they are all untouchable golden branches and jade leaves, and the power behind ......them is very big! So, when we really have to do it, we have to be careful! If we really hurt the girls of the Holy Water Sect, then we will not do anything, and we will directly wipe them out, and we must do it without proof. In this secret realm, hmph, isn't it normal to die without a corpse? Don't you say?" Feng Lieshan held his chin and deliberately made a look of contemplation, but he said bloody and cruel words in a very relaxed tone, unaware of what kind of tragic scene he was going to make dozens of living big girls like flowers and jade. Indeed, the Holy Water Sect is a demonic sect, but whenever a disciple is attacked, there is suddenly no news, no one is born, no one dies, no corpse is seen, so it is difficult for the Holy Water Sect to track down, and even the murderer does not know who the murderer is。

Liang Yunguang, who was prostrate on the ground, heard Feng Lieshan's ridiculous tone, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved, and he also looked at the Holy Water Sect by three points, and quickly saw the opportunity to send a sycophant, "What the Venerable said is extremely true, the Venerable is unparalleled in wisdom, and the disciple is beyond his reach." Although the words were straightforward, there was no fantasy and gorgeous decoration, but when Feng Lieshan heard it, he felt that the five internal organs were comfortable together. "Okay, hurry up and get down to business, get it right, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa can cultivate the magic of the demon king's breath, and you can't touch it!" Feng Lieshan vaguely pointed out the benefits of following him, and waved his hand again, really going to blast Liang Yunguang away.

"Disciple retire!" Liang Yunguang kowtowed heavily, then stood up and went out respectfully.

After Feng Lieshan drove Liang Yunguang out, he discussed a few words with the old man behind him and worked out an extremely simple plan, in fact, at this time, the Demon Wei Pavilion didn't use any plan to deal with the Divine Sword Sect at all, and just surrounded it with real swords and guns. At this time, the Demon Sect has been supported by 40 Demon Dao sects of the same size, such as the Heaven Killing Demon Sect, the Black Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, the Black Sky Demon, the Demon Killing Gate, the Demon World Gate, etc., which is almost equivalent to half of the Demon Dao Monk Realm together。

Feng Lieshan hid in the tent and planned, and the outside of the tent slowly became noisy, and roars such as "Demon Wei Pavilion will win!" and "The turtle grandchildren of the Divine Sword Gate, wash it and wait for grandpa to come and peel the skin and cramp!" and other roars came clearly through the thick tent cloth. Feng Lieshan and the old man behind him listened to the excited shouts of the disciples, not only did they not feel noisy, but they also ignited a certain kind of enthusiasm in their hearts.

The Divine Sword Sect, after all, is the old enemy of the Demon Pavilion, and the purpose of the establishment of the two factions seems to be to destroy each other.

The Demon Pavilion, which has undergone drastic changes, this time, finally seized an opportunity to start an all-out war against the Divine Sword Gate.

“SUDOPOWEROFF”

The silver dust on the other end of the monitor also stood up at this moment, moved his hands and feet, and quietly teleported away, and galloped towards the stronghold of the Excalibur Gate first.

His initial revenge was to disrupt the plan of the Demon Pavilion, making Feng Lieshan depressed. First depressed, then angry, then fearful, then desperate, and finally collapsed. It is much more fun to kill an enemy mentally than to physically erase an enemy.

Silver Dust Holy Mage, he thinks he can afford to play, even if he rescues Wan Jian Xin from the Ten Thousand Armies, he has almost absolute confidence.

"From today on, be a holy mage who is proficient in AOE!" he said to himself, also to Zhang Yating, and swore to Zhang Mengmeng.

Teleportation, more and more frequent, more and more crazy, compared to the people of the Demon Pavilion, who have to run on two legs, compared to the knights of the vanguard army Demon Realm Gate galloping on horseback, his speed, as always, is beyond the reach of the monks. (To be continued.) )