However, now, whether he summoned ice or fire, it was useless, because the wind that that face could mobilize was the wind produced by all the air movement in the entire forest, and that was not even something that Elder could contend with!

The silver pupils flashed with golden light, and a new spell was synthesized in the body, and the gods were crowned dark, and the gods were crowned directly with mystical power, becoming the only enchantment-type defensive magic that Silver Dust could currently use. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Crowned gods!" A purple light bloomed at his fingertips, and the spherical purple-black light shield with a large number of runes spread out in an instant, completely enveloping the five zhang area around the silver dust.

Blessed by God, the wind stopped, and Silver Dust landed on his feet in a dashing manner, and a breeze gathered in his palms, sucking the computer over and placing it at his feet again.

The golden light bloomed in his hand, and the dragon-like light turned into a stream of light and climbed up to his shoulder, and the composite rocket launcher nest appeared on Silver Dust's not strong shoulder, and Silver Silver's right eye was blocked by the sight's eyepiece. The left eye was slightly closed, and a precise cross scale appeared in the circular field of view of the monocular, and the intersection of the blood-red horizontal and vertical lines was the large, flat nose tip of the strange face.

"Collapse the Heavens and Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword!"

In the next second, ten thousand swords fired at once.

The slender and flat blade that was only a foot wide, but he didn't know how many kilometers long, thousands of them converged into a bunch and stabbed the grimace of the void, Silver Dust didn't use fire magic, nor did he use ice magic, the only reason he chose light magic was that it was too dazzling, and it hurt the ghost the most.

The giant chain that the ghost had turned into was fending off the increasingly serious intrusion, and at the same time opened its mouth to let out a roar that looked like a beast, and only the outermost sound wave spread out, and the rest all changed into a flying dragon that was completely condensed by Gangfeng and almost completely materialized, and swooped down. The power of the wind is not restrained by the power of light, not to mention the Gang Feng in the body of the angry dragon, the power is equivalent to about a hundred times that of the Yuanying Great Perfection master.

Wyvern Yong swooped down bravely, confronting the sword of the beam, the scales that had been weathered into by Gang, almost literally like the dragon scales, with extremely high resistance, and the power of the light bombarded it, without causing any visible effect on it.

Not even blood came out.

This was the first time that Silver Dust had seen his forbidden spell-level magic not work, but he was only slightly surprised, and did not show a panicked expression. He knew that he was commanding one heaven and earth to fight against another at this time, whether it was his magic or the magical power emitted by that grimace, it was completely unrelated to the human realm.

The rocket artillery dispersed, and a machine gun appeared in Yinchen's hand, and he pulled the trigger on the dragon in the sky, and tiny fire dragons sprayed out of the barrel, expanding rapidly in the air, turning into slender Eastern fire dragons with four long claws of the elders, howling and pounced fiercely.

Materialize Magic: Roar of the Dragon.

A swarm of fire dragons swooped up, their burning sharp teeth frantically tearing apart the scales condensed by the gangfeng, and the dragons condensed by the gangfeng were split in an instant, turning into wisps of wind, and the silver dust let go of the hand holding the machine gun, the machine gun disappeared in the air, and the fire dragon also turned into a scattered firelight. The distorted face was completely split in two at this moment.

A small number of grimaces shrank rapidly, fleeing towards the west in embarrassment, and most of them seemed to have been successfully hacked, twisting into the phantom of a ten-foot-tall, neatly dressed man, descending from the heavens and in front of Silver Dust.

Silver Dust removed the barrier called the Crowning of the Gods, and took advantage of the moment the casting gesture was put down, and glanced at the computer at his feet, and the green done showed that the hack had been successful.

The phantom floated five feet away in front of Silver Dust, this distance made Silver Dust secretly lift his mind, he glanced at the computer again, and made sure that it was done, there seemed to be no problem, but Silver Dust knew that something must be wrong here.

A distance of five zhang is not a loyal distance.

Silverdust quietly opened the arcane space and put the computer back. Then he commanded the phantom, "Open the secret realm." ”

"Master, you need bloodstone to open the secret realm, otherwise it will not be possible. Phantom said, his tone dry and lacking emotion.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and open the secret realm for me, or I'll delete you directly!"

Silver Dust's hands lit up with arcane purple light, but the phantom's words prevented Silver Dust's next move: "Soul hacking can only gain temporary dominance, and cannot order the soul to self-destruct. ”

Hearing this, Yinchen frowned a little weakly and a little distressed. He had now understood that there was a loophole in the soul hacking program he had written, and it had been exploited by the soul in front of him.

"Where is the Weeping Bloodstone?" Yinchen had no choice but to follow the ghost's words and ask, although there was a loophole in his program and he was exploited by the ghost, but he now has more authority, and he is not afraid of what tricks this so-called ghost can play. He calculated that if the ghost opened his mouth and said that he didn't know or something else, then according to the rules he had just made when he hacked, the ghost would be banned or simply deleted for violating the rules, after all, the rule he made when his soul hacked was: "Open the door to the secret realm with a feasible method", otherwise Silver Dust would not ask for the door to open the door without asking the ghost's origin and name, because there is no query statement in the hacking procedure, and there is no rule that the ghost must truthfully answer his other questions.

"Weeping Bloodstone is in the Eternal Demon Realm, where can the small one teleport the master to, as long as the master finds one of the three Weeping Bloodstones, he can activate the Arabian Nights Reversal Phoenix Array, and open the East China Sea Secret Realm, the East China Sea Secret Realm is located underwater, which is extremely dangerous, so the Weeping Bloodstone needs to maintain the enchantment, otherwise the small one cannot be opened. In addition, the master is in the eternal demon realm, you can get a local identity, the master has a month to find the weeping bloodstone, after a month, the small soul power is exhausted, not only the master can no longer come back, even all the creatures in this phantom demon realm, will no longer exist, after all, this island, is a small soul power to float up. ”

"Is the Secret Realm of the Ages a fantasy or a reality?"

"Nature is real, otherwise why would we cry bloodstone?"

Silver Dust pondered for a moment, a month, it sounds like there is plenty of time, but in fact it is not, if that Eternal Secret Realm is bigger than the Red Blood Secret Realm, one month is not enough at all.

"After fifteen days, if there is no head show, just pray back with time, and then call the true king, Hanshan Temple and the righteous heroes to escape, as for the others, it is not something I can save!"

"Yes!" the ghost's voice was a repeater-like tone throughout, flat, emotionless and without any human-like qualities, as if it had been synthesized from an old-fashioned computer. After the ghost finished speaking, he flew up to the sky on his own, and instantly swelled into a big face that covered the sky, and the giant human face opened its mouth and spit out a ray of light, enveloping the silver dust, and the silver dust felt the teleportation energy composed entirely of the power of the wind, so it did not resist, and was held up by the light, and flew into the mouth of the strange face like ascending to the sky.

Silver Dust's consciousness gradually blurred, before that, there was no more scenery in front of his eyes, only a glowing pure white, Silver Dust quickly closed his eyes to prevent himself from suffering from snow blindness, he felt a burst of weightless dizziness, and then as if falling into the deepest sleep, he lost consciousness.

The last thing he did before he lost consciousness was to crown himself with the gods and defend himself against three deadly attacks.

But he was only in a trance for a moment, and then he came to his senses again.

By the time Silver Dust opened his eyes, he had changed his identity.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a black rotten and decayed rafter, and then there was a thatched ceiling that had been pressed very flat. His nostrils were filled with the fragrance of earth, the stench of animal feces, and the smell of blood, as if the primitiveness of a thousand years of barrenness, what he saw with his eyes, smelled with his nose, and even what his body came into contact with, was as primitive as the flood that he had never touched.

Where is this?

Silver Dust sat up suddenly, and then realized that he was actually wearing a body of animal skin, which seemed to be some kind of mink or animal-like fur, snow-white, very clean, but the stitched threads were so rough that from time to time there was a pinprick-like itching sensation on the body.

He sat up and was about to get out of the so-called bed, which was almost like a push of grass, to look at his surroundings when the voice of a stranger sounded behind him.

"You're up!" A gentle and rustic voice sounded in his ears, and Silver Dust turned his head to see that it was a man with thick hair and a big beard, whose face was almost invisible.

The man was dressed in an earthy yellow leopard skin with black spots, revealing two thick arms that were almost black, and the muscles on his arms looked very much like the trunks of ancient trees, rough and hard, and seemed to be very inelastic, but Silver Dust did not doubt the strength of those arms that were exposed in the air.

Silver Dust turned around a little embarrassed, the man in front of him seemed to be familiar with him, but the magician was sure that he had never seen this man, let alone knew his name.

"It's great that you woke up! To be honest, I thought we were going to lose another good hunter! Silver! Do you know that you are the only one of us who has entered the mountains this time...... " The big man said, actually choked up, he muttered one name after another in a thick nasal voice, these names were all monosyllabic, very good, hundreds of millions, but Silver Dust swore that he had never heard of these people.

Silver Dust was silent, listening to the big man babbling about the whole thing, and gradually understood, he didn't know what was going on, and he was taken for a hunter called "Yin".

He himself was seriously wounded and collapsed in the boat, and was not found until the boat approached the village.

Silver Dust felt strange, first of all, the speed of the dragon breath jet of the Earth Walking Dragon was by no means comparable to the speed of a small boat, and the "Silver" who jumped on the small boat was likely to be burned to char by a mouthful of dragon breath and the boat with people, and secondly, he did not have the slightest scar on his body now, so it was impossible to say that he was attacked by the Earth Walking Dragon? How did the big man conclude that he was the so-called hunter? Third, and most importantly, that is, he was still a mage at this moment, he had not become anyone else, he was still Silver Dust.

There is no intersection between his life and the lives of these people, how did these guys do it, and actually treat themselves as acquaintances?

"What's wrong? Silver? You don't seem to be happy?Okay, I know you're saddened by their deaths, but you weren't like that before, did you? Dahan looked at Yinchen without saying a word, and thought that he was overly sad, so he reached out and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

That's a lot of energy.

"No, this time it's different........" Yinchen pushed away the big man's hand: "This time it's a big deal....."

"What's wrong? Are there more dragons in the valley?"

"No, it's me, I, I can't remember what happened before!" Silver Dust said this plan with difficulty, he knew that he was lying, but he couldn't immediately show that he was not the "silver" He didn't know what kind of attitude this big man or the people in this village had towards an outsider, he only knew that it was much safer and safer to disguise themselves as their own than to be an outsider in the face of people in such a backward area like a primitive pineapple.

After Yinchen finished speaking, he was slightly surprised to see the big man, to be precise, he moved his eyebrows slightly, and then lowered his head, his whole face covered with great sadness: "God! Yinchen is the most powerful hunter in our village!" He sighed sadly, but forced himself to squeeze out a slightly distorted smile for Yinchen: "Don't care, being able to escape from the Earth Walking Dragon is the most powerful ability, and amnesia is normal, after all, you are so badly injured....." The big man took a deep breath and said in as high-spirited a tone as possible: "It's okay, Silver, you're so smart, it's okay if you lose your memory, you can't be a hunter! You can be the most powerful farmer like a 'cocoon'! Don't you keep saying that because of the death of your companions, you have to carry their hopes and be more tenacious!"