Poor monks, how could there be such a concept as a magical storage space in their minds full of heaven and earth vitality, and the strange situation of "no name" on Yinchen's body, whether it was the girls of the Yin Yang and Hezong or Du Chuanchang himself, they couldn't explain it at all.

"It seems that you don't plan to tell the truth?" Du Chuanchang's voice was already filled with anger and greed: "Forget it! Arrest the ****s of the Yin and Yang and Hezong and torture them severely! The deity doesn't believe that they are in the stinky mouths of this group of ****s, and what secrets can they keep!"

Du Chuanchang gave an order, the camp was suddenly in chaos, Yin Yang and the other female disciples of the Hezong saw that the situation was not right, and they all rebelled and broke through, relying on the average of 30 of them were in the high-end realm of entering the body of the sixth, and finally before the other demons were completely encircled, 12 people rushed out, and the others were all injured and captured, and then died extremely miserably under the torture of the Poison Dragon Sect.

When Dongfang lit up with the white belly of the fish, Du Chuanchang still didn't get any useful information from the mouths of these women, because they themselves didn't know where the silver dust had hidden the "treasure". Du Chuanchang thought about it and came to the only conclusion: "Only Yinchen himself knows the exact location of the 'treasure'. ”

Thinking of a mysterious treasure that could instantly elevate an unknown junior to almost par with the Yuanying Monk, Du Chuanchang and all the demons gathered around him were all overwhelmed by greed in an instant, and they gathered together and carefully discussed a plan to "capture the silver dust alive", which was full of loopholes, and was completely rooted in the premise that "the silver dust is uncertain and cannot move and cannot make moves", without considering any other unexpected circumstances...... After a short and bloody discussion, Du Chuanchang and the group of demon daos he gathered decided to take the scourge of the Heavenly Demon Sect as the vanguard, and the demon dao disciples searched in the direction of Yun Wuyue's escape in five ways.

At the same time, Yun Wuyue carried the silver dust like a sack, and ran wildly all night without stopping, and finally the two of them fell together in a cave dozens of miles away from the Poison Dragon Sect camp. Elder Yun Wuyue completely threw his image aside, holding Yinchen and falling straight down in the deepest part of the cave, his plump and feminine body pressed tightly against Yinchen's body, and the thrilling and very heavy pressure would have been comfortably moaned loudly if it were replaced by any other man, but Yinchen only felt a soft weight at this time, after experiencing the night of horror and ecstasy with Chu Fan'er, Yinchen's heart was already as hard as iron.

Silver Dust fell to the ground with his back to the sky, his hands and feet were bound by the uncertain wind and waves, almost like shackles, unable to move a single bit, his little face was distorted as a whole, a little light in the center of his eyebrows suddenly exploded, and the Great Dispersion Technique fell fiercely on himself and Yun Wuyue, except for squeezing a little black gas on Yun Wuyue's smooth skin, there was no effect.

"Don't bother, boy, you've been caught in an uncertain turmoil. Yun Wuyue's voice came faintly, weak and gentle, this kind of tone, Yinchen had never heard from her mouth before.

"I know it's an uncertain turmoil......," Silver Dust said stiffly, he wanted to use a large purification spell with a certain amount of damage.

"You don't understand the uncertain turmoil, it is an ancient sorcery launched with a mysterious weapon, using blood sacrifices as an introduction. Elder Yun explained weakly: "The Yuanying masters are all able to break free from it, and there is no possibility of directly cracking it, except to wait quietly for forty-two hours, and wait for it to dissipate automatically, there is no other way. Elder Yun's words made Yinchen desperate for a while, 84 hours, he had to wait motionless for 84 hours? It was nothing in normal times, but it was just uncomfortable, but in this dangerous secret realm, under the condition of being chased and killed by the Poison Dragon Sect, 84 hours, maybe it would really be long forever.

"But we can't just fall into the cave for three days and four nights, right?" Silver Dust said in horror, "We have to find a way......"

"Why?Is it uncomfortable to be held by this seat like this?How many men can't ask for it......" Yun Wuyue's voice became weaker and weaker, but he still joked with Yinchen, although Yinchen didn't like this joke.

"Elder Yun is a person with the right status, why bother?" Silver Dust lay on the cold ground as if he was paralyzed, and his voice became as cold as a rock. At this time, in his sleeve, 36 Broken Sky Shuttles were like loaded shotguns @ bullets, each in its place ready to fire.

"Boy, when will you learn to respect your elders!" Elder Yun Wuyue raised his head with difficulty and looked at Silver Dust. Silver Dust's eyes flickered slightly, and he watched with a little horror as a trace of thick black blood emerged from the elder's eyes.

"Great dispersal-" As soon as Silver Dust spoke, he was suddenly pressed down by the elder: "Don't waste your energy, time is running out for this seat......" Her voice softened suddenly, like exhaustion. Silver Dust didn't need to scan the realm to see that her life was passing by at a rapid pace.

"Not only is there a strange poison in my body, but in order to save you, I also used the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa"...... The sun is out, and the seat is about to go...... Boy, tell this seat well, in your heart, have you never respected this seat......" Yun Wuyue's voice became softer and weaker.

"I don't know, Elder, in my heart, I don't really have much sense of belonging to the Demon Pavilion, I ...... after all" Silver Dust said hesitantly, he didn't want to deceive a dying person, let alone deceive his truest heart, to be honest, in his heart, even there was a faint rejection of dark magic, he liked water, fire, and light, but he didn't like the restless arcane energy and deep and terrifying dark power, in his heart, he always regarded himself as a good boy with integrity, a magician who used a spell jet to bombard the enemy's defenses head-on, not those dark wizards who liked to play with dark forces and curses。

"Then why do you have such a sense of belonging to Zhang Mengmeng...... Forget it, don't talk about it, Silver Dust Boy, listen up, you are a disciple of the Demon Pavilion, you were saved by an elder of the Demon Pavilion, you owe this life to the Demon Pavilion! You have to do a few things for the Demon Pavilion! understand!" Elder Yun suddenly propped up half of his body and raised his voice slightly. Black blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth, and her jet-black, somewhat dilated pupils were staring at Silver Dust's eyes as best they could, staring at his white pure silver pupils with delicate magic patterns. She clearly saw that Silver Dust's pupils fluttered, and she clearly felt that Silver Dust's heart was hesitating and wavering. (To be continued.) )