Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Liang Yunguang faced Du Chuanchang, he really didn't know the bottom of his heart, although he was one of the three talents of the Demon Pavilion, he was definitely not the real chief of the younger generation of the Demon Pavilion! It is said that the first person of the younger generation of the Demon Pavilion, who had never seen the end of the dragon, was a peerless demon who had specialized in practicing evil skills, almost lost his mind, and only knew how to kill, his skills were mysterious, and his whereabouts were secretive, until now, no one knew who his surname was, and it was not even clear whether he was male or female. Liang Yunguang bears the name of the three talents of the Demon Pavilion, but he is just an attractive puppet target. The chief disciple of the Demon Pavilion, I heard that he was only operating in secret, and just a few moves were enough to make the Demon Dao Hundred Sects fearful, and he forcibly gave up the position of the leader of the Demon Dao to the Demon Pavilion.

Therefore, Liang Yunguang knows very well that he and Du Chuanchang are not a hierarchical figure!

Liang Yunguang's heart was full of gray remorse at this time, and he knew that he would casually command someone to come out and speak! He had been mixing too smoothly recently, and even saw the hope of competing for the next leader, so he became arrogant, and with one negligence, he fell into a dead end.

He didn't dare to expect Feng Lieshan to save him, in the Demon Wei Pavilion, the elders generally cared about the life and death of the people below, and if they died, they were considered weak, in short, they were not responsible. Liang Yunguang faced this guy who was several times stronger than himself, not to mention winning the battle, or a tie, even if he could survive the first staggered defense, then he had to see if God was willing to show his face! The only place where he could survive the death now was that at the moment when the other party rushed over, he first used the flying knife in his sleeve to temporarily resist for a second, and then turned around and ran! Only by running to the camp where the Demon Dao gathered, and only by running to the territory of the Demon Wei Pavilion, could he have another way to live.

Liang Yunguang knew that this kind of behavior was very humiliating, and it was difficult to execute, but he had a way. At this moment, Liang Yunguang could only stubbornly drum up the wind, let the two sleeves open as much as possible, and let the flying knives in the sleeves let out a ghostly howl. Of course, he knew that Du Chuanchang knew a lot about the Demon Pavilion, so he wanted to hurt him with a secret weapon unexpectedly, which was a fool's dream. The only thing he could do at this time was to do everything he had learned in his life, temporarily, slightly resist the other party for a second.

"Yo? I thought it was a salted fish from the Demon Pavilion? It turned out to be our famous and fierce senior brother Liang Yunguang, a well-known and well-known hero, Liang Dacai! I have heard for a long time that Liang Dacai is strategizing, full of wisdom, and has many strange skills, and he can win thousands of miles away when he sits in the cave and drinks tea, and Xiao Ke has admired him for a long time! I don't know if Liang Dacai can win the victory over the little brother at this time?" Du Chuanchang pretended to be surprised as if he had just discovered that the person who came was Liang Yunguang. The exaggerated movements, the eerie tone, and the funny expression that made people want to vomit, even a pig would not think that Du Chuanchang was praising Liang Yunguang when he saw it.

As he spoke, Du Chuanchang shook Liang Yunguang twice threateningly, and his pair of spirit weapon fists that had been quenched with an unknown number of poisons were quenched, and at the same time, his body also lit up with red, yellow and green light, which looked very beautiful. Orange-red, yellow-green, and dark green streamers, condensed into the shape of a wind blade, spun around him quickly, and converged towards his fists while circling, and a piercing click sound that seemed to be crawling through countless spiders suddenly sounded in the air, and a huge wave with a strange fishy smell radiated out of Du Chuanchang's body, overwhelmingly pressing towards Liang Yunguang.

In the terrible ghost howl, Liang Yunguang puffed up every bit of vitality in his body, and the gray-white wind swirled up from under his feet, rushing straight to the top of his head, and then swirling down again, gathering into his hands. Countless gray-white skulls turned out from the gang wind around him, floating in the air, opening their sharp teeth, and letting out bursts of sharp laughter that were enough to shatter the liver of ordinary people, although in terms of the total amount, Liang Yunguang's gang wind was much weaker than Du Chuanchang's, but the terrifying waves of those skeletons were enough to completely cover up the natural clicking sound in Du Chuanchang's gang wind, and at first glance, it was almost Liang Yunguang who suppressed Du Chuanchang.

"It's kind of interesting!" The corners of Du Chuanchang's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and that smile was as evil as a blooming hell begonia.

The red, yellow, and green three-color wind suddenly condensed into a whirlpool like a drill bit, and with the left coupon he suddenly blasted out, with his sudden forward figure, it struck towards Liang Yunguang's right shoulder like lightning. For Du Chuanchang of the Poison Dragon Sect, it doesn't matter what he wants to do, he just needs the other party to break his skin and bleed.

And Liang Yunguang, at this time, only had a hard head, at the moment when Du Chuanchang rushed over, he shook his hand and flew out 60 small flying knives as thin as a piece of paper, a group of 10 flying knives, constituting a basin-sized skull The teeth of a skull opened calmly, biting towards Du Chuanchang, who was rushing to the second elder from six directions, it was an all-round, no dead angle attack.

The three-colored Gangfeng only turned into an ordinary whirlpool, while the gray Gangfeng turned into a six-headed ghost. The power of poison and the power of mental interference collided at this moment.

In an instant, thunder exploded on the flat ground, staggering and breaking the defense.

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"This time it's really the Oriental Chicken Leg Burger. Silver Dust happily picked up two pieces of golden bread, sandwiched a fat and still flowing roast chicken leg in the middle, and then opened his mouth as hard as he could.

"Flutter", Zhang Mengmeng, who was sitting on a small wooden stool not far away, laughed, from her point of view, Yinchen was holding two pieces of gold cakes bigger than his head, sandwiching chicken legs, gnawing with all his strength, not to mention how funny it looked.

"Slow down, don't choke! Zhang Mengmeng reminded, her voice was full of mother-like doting care. At this time, her face was still gray, and it was obvious that she had not recovered from the shock just now.

Although Yinchen had already explained it to her, Zhang Mengmeng still felt terrified, weapons, especially the divine weapons above the treasure weapon, which were almost as valuable as the life of a monk, could actually be manipulated by this boy at will - although the process was very cumbersome, and Yinchen could only manipulate the divine weapons of people with lower strength than him, but the ability to manipulate other people's divine weapons had never appeared in this world, that is, since there were myths and legends in the Fengyuan Continent. Even the legendary demon king who can control other people's souls may not be able to pick up other people's divine weapons casually, once the divine soldiers recognize the master, others can only stare dryly, and it is not a matter of killing the host.

Zhang Mengmeng just watched Yinchen eat his "chicken leg sandwich bun", this boy has had a deep hatred with roast chicken legs, fried peanuts and braised pork since he came to Mowei Pavilion, as if he didn't stuff all the three delicacies in the world into his stomach and swore not to give up. At the same time, he is also very able to eat, it is a common thing to eat the food of four people at a time, this situation reminds the people of the Demon Pavilion, the chief disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, the genius boy who is rumored to have the blood of the ancient giant god, and some people have even compared him with Silver Dust, the same can eat, the same terrifying strength that is completely incompatible with his age.

It seems that the strength of Silver Dust is becoming easier and easier to explain. Silver Dust is the polyester of the Ancient Bloodline, which has been generally accepted by the Venerables of the Demon Mighty Pavilion at the level of the Elders.

Silver Dust took a long time to finish his dinner, mainly eating chicken thighs and peanuts. Yinchen and Zhang Mengmeng chatted casually about the situation outside, and at this moment, it was the time for Liang Yunguang to walk towards the outside of the camp.

"Sister, do you know these two axes? I picked them up from the ground. After Yinchen finished eating the Oriental Chicken Leg Burger, he finally remembered that he still had a question to ask Zhang Mengmeng.

"This is ...... 'Deadly Sun'?" Zhang Mengmeng took the two small axes, helplessly feeling a sense of repulsion emanating from the axes, obviously this pair of mysterious weapons has already recognized the owner, and others can't use it if they grab it.

"You picked it up from the ground? Impossible, once this kind of thing is born, on the side of the righteous path, the big sect may not be good, but the small sect has to break the head! Can you pick it up?" Zhang Mengmeng didn't believe it.

"I dug it out of the ground. Silver Dust hurriedly explained.

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