"What are you doing?!" Although he already had a bad enough premonition, Feng Lieshan still subconsciously asked, and could only say that subconsciously, he was resisting that answer.

"Kill you? I can't guess such a simple thing? You forgot your mind outside the secret area, didn't you?" Yinchen rubbed his ears lightly, then hugged his arms, and stood loosely in the middle of the two lava pools, as if he had seen an old friend chatting, and there was no murderous intent in his tone, no confidence and pride in his hand, not even hatred and anger, only a calm as if he was telling the story of an unrelated stranger.

"Kill this ?......" Feng Lieshan groaned for a moment, as if it was very difficult to understand Yinchen's straightforward and simple language, but in fact, he was forcing himself to accept the unchangeable facts in front of him, forcing himself to wake up from the chaos and shock (he would not admit that he was a little timid), and become old, shrewd and fierce. His squinting phoenix eyes opened slightly, and Sen Luo's bloody light shot out from his dark red pupils, and the air around him gradually resolved bursts of ghostly wails.

The scorching air, for some reason, suddenly condensed, and the long wind blew the robes of the two people fairly, one black and one white, like an eternal hedge.

"You, an outcast of the Demon Pavilion, still want to kill an elder like this Demonic Pavilion, it's like a snake swallowing an elephant!" Feng Lieshan sneered and sarcastically said: "After leaving the Demon Pavilion, you can't even learn the authentic divine skills, even if you are talented, how can you grow? That old bastard has been with you for less than a month, what can he teach you? You kid probably doesn't know the word 'inheritance', it's more important than life for the people of the rivers and lakes, right?"

"That's why you're laughing at me?How stupid do you think I'll be to use the magic power pavilion's moves against you?" Yinchen was stunned by Feng Lieshan's self-talking "reasoning", could such a powerful person who once counted almost everyone into it, suffer from Alzheimer's, or was his brain broken by something, to say such a bunch of flawed words?

"Don't use the magic skills of the Demon Pavilion, don't use your poor cultivation that enters the body? That's really a good thing. Feng Lieshan suddenly laughed, his big mouth and a pair of slitted eyes combined, making his smile look extremely gloomy. Without warning, he stretched out his hand to reunite, and at the moment before the silver dust could react, more than a dozen iron-colored streamers burst out, completely enveloping the silver dust.

Yinchen was startled, he still underestimated Feng Lieshan, this scheming and ruthless person, even if he sneaked attacked, he would definitely be at the moment when the enemy was most unexpected, reunion, fist salute, and even bowing could be the moment when he launched the most fatal blow.

The streamer shattered the moment before Silver Dust reacted and was about to activate the flame rune blocking, and in the shattered light, ice blue needles erupted, none of those rays directly hit Silver Dust, but it made Silver Dust's face darken a little.

The power of water and fire was cut off, and Silver Dust could barely feel the existence of the two elements of water and fire around him. "What is this?" he asked subconsciously, a slight fear rising in his heart, as he felt as if he had fallen into an incomplete forbidden realm.

"Wind Forest Volcano. "Feng Lieshan said cruelly: 'After this seat came out of the secret realm, I spent a lot of time studying you at night, so naturally I can't make no achievements. Your so-called inheritance from somewhere, although it has a huge restraint on us and other divine warriors, and has an innate advantage in the distance of its moves, it looks really weird and difficult to prevent, but there are always some traces to be left behind. This seat carefully reflects on the tricks and abilities you have shown in front of this seat, and in addition to the demon king's breath, only the ability to command water and fire remains. I haven't studied the secret art of bloodline, so it's naturally impossible to know how you can manipulate water and fire, but I always feel that your advantage in the distance is probably because you can condense water and fire from the surrounding like a condensing wind, so you can bypass the rules of heaven, right? As he spoke, he carefully put his hands into his sleeves, and then bowed his hand slightly towards Yinchen, signaling that he was going to enter, this kind of righteous style was made by Feng Lieshan, the demon boss, which meant that Yinchen was already meat on the chopping board at this time, and he was slaughtered by others, so that the demon boss had enough patience to play a formal duel.

"Wind Forest Volcano, I see, it is considered to be the 'auspicious qi' that forces the opponent to obey the rules of the duel, and it is not poison at all...... In fact, it is a potion that enhances the sensitivity of the wind attribute at the expense of the sensitivity of the other three attributes—but Elder Feng, have you forgotten that I still have an element that I can use?"

"Is it useful?" Feng Lieshan slowly lowered his hand, slightly sucked his chest, and quietly staggered his feet back and forth: "It is impossible for the Wind Forest Volcano to weaken the control of the Demon King's breath, you are now using the Demon King's breath to deal with this seat, and this seat can only be recognized, but unfortunately, the sky is changing, and the current Demon King's breath is only in vain, and your glowing energy is far less than the Demon King's breath! ”

"I see, the plan is quite good. Silver Dust was noncommittal.

"Of course, in the five years that you have climbed deep mountains and drilled holes to find all kinds of divine skills, this seat knows it very clearly, like what "Five Thunder Righteous Method", "Dragon Capture", "Da Kaibei Hand", and even Du Chuanchang's kid once used "Shadowless Red Sand Hand", you should have dabbled in it, right?

"You're right. At this time, Yinchen put down his hands, hid his silver palms in his wide sleeves, retracted his lazy standing, and put on a posture that was almost a starting hand, but he was not even prepared to break the defense in the slightest. His gaze fell on Feng Lieshan softly and smoothly, like a cold moonlight, every word he said was calm and indifferent, but it also contained an earth-shattering power that Feng Lieshan could not imagine at all.

"If you do this before entering the secret realm, even if I use elemental transformation, I may not be able to kill you, after all, whether it is light splitting water and fire, or dark water and fire, in the final analysis, it is the power of light and darkness that really can't affect you, but unfortunately, when you enter the secret realm, everything is different. ”

"What? Do you still have any benefit in such a poor secret realm? Do you mean the bullshit inheritance of this so-called sect, or some mysterious artifact left over from those stinky fish and rotten shrimp (octopus clan)? If you really want to do this, then I can't say that I want to feed you a few tricks first, so that you can see what is called real magic and real inheritance before you die!"

"You're not qualified to tell me about the inheritance, Feng Lieshan. Silver Dust's right hand stretched out from his sleeve, the light on the palm of his hand shone, and the light turned into a complex circle of magic arrays, with the six-pointed star engraved with words embedded in the ring as the main stem, expanding into a gorgeous beauty from the other world, in the magic array, the phantoms of various swords appeared and disappeared, like a million reincarnations, his hand, exposed to the scorching air, but like the cardinal of the gods, exuding the brilliance of the world and endless mystery.

Seeing that hand, Feng Lieshan could barely take his eyes off, but he had to separate a trace of spirit to capture Yinchen's facial expressions and eyes to predict his thoughts and actions, and the sky of the duel descended, there was no escape, no cowardice, in such a cruel and simple battlefield, the two of them, whoever can anticipate the enemy's opportunity, will be able to win the victory called [Live].

Stay alive.

This is all Feng Lieshan's thoughts at this time, whether it is killing Silver Dust or killing Strange Spring, everything is to seek the word survival with a capital letter in the lava Jedi like a suffering realm, otherwise everything is blind.

Stay alive.

These three words spurred Feng Lieshan like a pinprick, making his feet infused with endless courage, and Gangfeng exploded in a violent ghost cry, with a distorted solid substance and a spiritual power that disturbed the opponent's mind, centered on the ground at the foot of Feng Lieshan, and spread out like a shockwave.

The elder of the Demon Pavilion rose into the air, his pitch-black robe stretched into a huge crow-like afterimage in the dim light, his two sleeves like the wings of a ghost-headed owl, fluttering in the air, almost like the sound of fate flapping wings.

The plum blossom dart was like a bomb dropped from a small ground attack plane, scattering with a bang, falling towards the head of the silver dust pocket, and the edge of the rapidly rotating dart brought up a circle of green light, which was the scattered element poison, the permanent scattered element poison.

Silver Dust frowned, the temporary loss of the magic sense of water and fire made him very uncomfortable, in the face of the rushing "River Han Star Illusion" for a while, he was a little helpless, from the bottom of the sea, he studied the fusion of the four techniques of the Demon Cry Slash fist, finger, palm, and fist, while studying a variety of rune combinations, so he was also very accustomed to the comprehensive use of the four elements, but never thought that one day there would be a situation where one or several elements could not be used.

Without the sensing power of fire, he could not use light and fire to condense into various barriers to block the flying plum blossom darts.

Even if he is not afraid of the poison of plum blossom darts at all.

The silver-colored pupils trembled slightly, as if hesitating for a second, and Feng Lieshan had already pressed his darts in full force, and the darts had reached a place three feet away in front of Yinchen, and Feng Lieshan himself was almost a foot away.

Yinchen knew that when the distance was less than one zhang, it was the moment when Feng Lieshan launched a staggered defense, and it was the first time that Yinchen had seen someone use light skills instead of charging to complete the staggered defense.

In a second, just a second, hesitation and a slight panic completely faded from the silver pupils, leaving only metallic determination and tenacity. There was no monstrous hatred in the mage's eyes, he had already buried the hatred in his heart, there was not the slightest anger in the mage's eyes, coldness was his strongest anger, he raised his hand, and a dark rune burned, manifesting into a brownish-black flame on the back of his hand, and in that flame, a tragic green light erupted silently.

The green light completely enveloped the dart, and also enveloped half of Feng Lieshan's body. Despite the thick Gangfeng Protective Body, Feng Lieshan still felt a bone-eating terror. It wasn't a cold feeling, it was the feeling of really facing death, the feeling of being directly irradiated by the Yin and Yang Realm of the Mystic Weapon, dark and deep, with a decay that had accumulated as quickly as the ruthless years.

Feng Lieshan clearly saw that all the darts he sent out had completely turned into stones, and then, those stone-like darts stopped directly in mid-air, automatically combining into an uneven iron wall that blocked his vision and blocked his falling route.

"Originally, you only need to petrify the object, and you can use the statue to activate it directly, and you don't have to get the statue. Silver Dust secretly summed up his experience, the new spell casting system is not very easy, but it still can't hide its powerful power, not to mention anything else, just the directional enchantment composed of light and fire has the strength of returning to the void makes Silver Dust happy, he has never dreamed that a mage can have such a strong direct defense. The battle with Feng Lieshan, the battle with King Mei, and the battle of everyone in the future are the only way for him to ponder this new spell casting system, and Yinchen deeply understands that if he wants to study the "Ultimate Spell Casting System" thoroughly by integrating the inheritance of the three great gods of Chi You, Thunder God, and Ghost God, life and death is the only way, because these three god-level powerhouses have never believed in any friendly exchanges, and the glory of their lives can only be watered with a boundless sea of blood.

At the moment when Yinchen was slightly distracted, Feng Lieshan fell from the sky like a flying fire ghost, and he didn't need to do anything at all, he only needed to condense his spirit, and a Juyuan style was formed in front of his chest, and then gathered all the hot and dry Gangfeng within hundreds of steps around, condensed into an extremely hideous wind gun with the characteristics of Liulan, and stabbed into the wall condensed by Yinchen's petrified darts, and then, Gangfeng exploded.

The wind pressure of the Seven Layers of the Convergence Dao hit Yinchen's body like a shock wave, if it was an ordinary samurai, he would definitely be shocked to death at this time, but the immovable hegemon on Yinchen's body just rippled a dark flash, and this huge force was converted into mechanical thrust, knocking his whole person out like a baseball. Silver Dust's right hand had barely been raised, and before he could even make any rune handprints, it was interrupted by this heavy blow. He didn't say a word, and let himself fly backwards into the distance like a rag bag.

"Ha! This is the mysterious inheritance you are talking about?!" Feng Lieshan laughed wildly, and his body, which had already fallen, erupted in the air with a second ghost crying wolf-like howl, and he talked high again, he arrogantly maintained a flying posture, like a black falcon, thundering towards the silver dust that was out of balance in the air.