Even if he behaves more and more human, becoming more like a living person, with shadows, flesh and blood, it is the abnormal nature of "the body has no quality at all", which silently shows that he is not human himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After waving his hand, the Purple Wind Scattered Man turned around, and the four monsters that had just been put by almost all the monks all gathered around the Purple Wind Scattered Man at this time, and three of the monsters directly turned into a blood mist in the sky and dissipated. Their weapons were collected by the Purple Wind Scatterer into the crescent box behind them, and the remaining sword-wielding monster rushed straight towards the Silver Dust Mage.

The red light in Silver Dust's hand dissipated, and there was no blizzard in the silver pupils, as if he had given up resistance. His face was expressionless, but his silver pupils were full of disdain and contempt.

"It's just a means of concretizing the machine spirit, it's extremely clumsy, it's really ...... to be able to put down so many people" Silver Dust raised his left hand and stretched out his five fingers to meet the knife-wielding monster rushing from 90 meters away. The monster rushed past the edge of the ring, its body visibly blurred, and then re-condensed into a much emaciated figure outside the ring, brandishing a broadsword and darling.

Blood-colored aerosol-like energy erupted from the long knife, and a scorching aura spread to the five meters around the monster, and blood-colored thick lightning flashed on the monster's long knife, coating the originally pitch-black blade with a layer of blood light out of thin air. The monster rushed forward at a rapid pace, and soon reached a close distance of 10 meters from the Silver Dust Mage.

Thunder and lightning are like knives, knives are like thunder and lightning, and the blood-colored wind of the thunder and lightning attribute on the monster's body complements each other with the moves he is about to send, and they are all in one. The huge power of Gangfeng itself, the scorching heat unique to thunder and lightning, these are all guarantees for him to easily defeat Liang Yunguang and other disciples in the body stage in the ring. His true strength is not lower than that Yan Guiluo who has died.

The enemy shadow has not arrived, the Gangfeng has not arrived, and the wind pressure around Gangfeng has taken the first step in front of Yinchen. The astonishing heat wave and the dry and dull feeling of suffocation can be clearly felt even after the three layers of the gods are crowned. Silver Dust's gaze suddenly condensed as the monster rushed past the ten-meter boundary.

The mage's left hand clenched into a fist.

"Great Incineration. The mage's voice was like a mosquito, and no one heard him say anything but himself, probably a few people saw him move his lips?

Tiny streams of fire gathered in the air, surging in front of the monster, and a huge flame palm gathered in the air, and then before the monster could react, it slammed into the blade of the pitch-black long knife.

Purple Wind Sanren was raising his right hand, his wide sleeves drooping into a banner due to gravity, and he was about to publish another speech that instigated these losers to attack each other and fight in the ring according to the pre-set procedure, but he suddenly shuddered, and a mouthful of purple-black blood spurted out.

This is the purple-black blood that can only be spit out from the serious internal injuries suffered by the divine soldier who was killed when he was destroyed.

There was a high-pitched, long-pitched scream from under the ring, as if Voldemort's Horcrux had been sliced by someone. When the big hand that was burning with fire pinched the long knife fiercely, the monster that was originally holding the long knife actually burned on its own in an instant. The pitch-black long knife has not yet made any domineering moves, the scorching blood-colored energy like thunder and lightning has not yet had a chance to show its strength, and even the three-eyed monster is still at least 9 meters away from the silver-colored mage, and it can't reach the mage at all, and everything suddenly ends in the flames.

The long knife melted, melted into a pool of bright red molten iron that flowed down from the flame giant's hand and onto the stone ground, making a sizzling sound on the ground, and the three-eyed monster screamed and burned the whole thing the moment the long knife melted, and almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a cloud of blood-colored smoke, drifting away with the wind.

The Silver Dust Mage used a large incineration technique "specially used to fuse melee weapons" to destroy the three-eyed machine spirit that beat the monks to the ground. It's frighteningly understated.

The monks were stunned, and although their bodies could not move, that did not prevent them from expressing their inner amazement. Feng Lieshan's eyes widened, the Feiquan that had traveled all the way with the Silver Dust Mage had already been colorless, and the face of the delicate flower had become the color of hunger chalk at this time. Fang Tianhang and Wang Shenhai's pupils almost dilated in fright, and the small white figure in their eyes was almost the same as the judge who had slipped out of the Hades Palace for a vacation.

Only Du Chuanchang was unmoved, because he was thinking about the relationship between his own palm technique and maintaining world peace with his eyes closed, and he didn't have time to watch Yinchen's performance.

"Knowledge is power, and this sentence is summed up in blood and bones. Yinchen was also very emotional, thinking that if he hadn't seen at a glance that it was a machine spirit (Gabriel's elementary school had bottled machine spirits and geist spirits for sale), wouldn't he have to use brute force to fight with brute force like those monks?

Purple Wind Sanren really stared at him this time. His expression was very strange, it was the expression of a downed artificial intelligence, dazed, blank as nothingness. There was no annoyance, no viciousness, only a blank "stupidity" that made Yinchen feel uneasy.

In those dark eyes, there seemed to be a dirty black mist solidified, and it seemed to be gathering this endless army of undead, and Silver Dust looked at the pair of godless but god-like eyes, and his heart suddenly burst out for no reason.

Purple Wind and Silver Dust stared at each other for a second.

Within this second, the Purple Wind Scattered People relied on the small half of the Red Blood Secret Realm to gather the grievances of almost all the dead and the undead in the secret realm, and condensed and refined into two streams of dark black light that were visible to the naked eye with some kind of evil secret method similar to the secret method of the Demon Wei Pavilion, which was launched from his eyes and directly took the double eyes of Silver Dust. Before that, he had used some kind of pupil technique to absorb Silver Dust's gaze, so that he couldn't turn his head or look away. The black stream of light was only a little thicker than a hair, and it was very imperceptible even under the light of the miserable white night pearl around him, and his attack was very sudden and extremely secretive, so this sudden pupil attack had an almost unavoidable effect. Silver Dust, who had been in the other world for four years, had never thought that there were still people here who could really launch a long-range attack at such a distance, he had always thought that this other world was a wonderful world full of melee monks, no matter how powerful the monks were, as long as they kept a certain distance from them, he could be invincible as a mage. Who would have thought that there would be such a sharp ranged attack in this warrior's world, although it was only a mental attack. (To be continued.) )