"Trick the Void!" Feng Lieshan exhaled and opened his voice, using the true yuan breath in his lungs to shout out these four loud syllables, and the ghost true yuan transformed into a blue-purple sound wave visible to the naked eye and spread out quickly, and the spiritual disturbance power contained in it had another effect at this time, disturbing the "fear" in the hearts of the disciples and disciples, making their expressions slightly trance, and somehow there was a sense of courage in their hearts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Feng Lieshan finished saying these four words, he raised his right hand and reached behind his beard to support his chin, frowning slightly and thinking about what to say next, he always had a trace of jealousy of Yinchen in his heart, he didn't care about Yinchen's cultivation realm, but the round balls with black energy in his hand made him extremely jealous. He knew that it was the [Demon King Breath] that specialized in restraining the ghost system True Yuan, and the person who mastered such a power was far more terrifying than the person who had mastered the mystery of killing the Dao, because even if he was a Jindan master, as long as he cultivated the ghost line True Yuan, he would not have the slightest ability to protect himself in front of the [Demon King Breath].

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to avoid the important and light, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the blood-stained tent behind Yinchen and said: "If the deity is not mistaken, this is the camp of the Divine Sword Gate? You slaughtered the Divine Sword Gate for the sect? Then you don't come back to ask the deity for merit and reward? This is a great achievement!"

"That's right, I'm destroying the camp of the Excalibur Gate. Silver Dust's voice came from all directions indifferently, and he himself was still floating above the pool of blood, not saying anything. "But it has nothing to do with you. I'm just trying to use their deaths to boost my own strength. ”

"What?" Feng Lieshan was suddenly shocked in his heart, he only remembered at this time that Yinchen had cultivated the Remnant Soul Sutra! If he slaughtered the Divine Sword Sect camp of so many tens or hundreds of people, then what would he refine?

"I killed just to improve my strength. Silver Dust's voice sounded again, and this time, there was no trace of human flavor in his voice. His voice sounded like something lurking in his body. "For the sake of revenge, I am desperately trying to improve myself, and in order to improve myself, I do not hesitate to forcibly cultivate "Remnant Soul Scream"! Now, I have killed my friend and his fellow disciples! I can already kill all my relatives and friends! I have no worries! I have already achieved success! I am waiting here, just waiting for you to personally send it to the door, hahahahaha!" Silver Dust began to laugh wildly at the end, but there was not the slightest smug timbre in his laughter, nor did it make people feel any arrogant and complacent, only a calm and coldness that completely annihilated human nature, filling his words.

"Remnant Soul Sound?" Feng Lieshan took a step back in shock: "Impossible! That kind of thing, since the establishment of the Demon Wei Pavilion, no one has ever succeeded! That kind of thing, in fact, it is impossible to practice at all!" he yelled as if he had suddenly grasped a life-saving straw.

"Indeed, it is impossible to achieve true consummation. Silver Dust's voice replied flatly: "But it's not difficult to be a little successful, as long as you transform yourself into a Xuanyin ghost body......" Silver Dust's voice continued, and he, "himself", slowly got up, levitating above the pool of blood.

Feng Lieshan's face showed a look of horror, because he only discovered at this time that Yin Chen, who was wearing the robes of a disciple of the Demon Power Pavilion, was actually a translucent figure.

Poor Elder Feng, how could he know that what he was facing at this time was nothing more than the light element incarnation of Silver Dust, the light element incarnation that was once used to slaughter zombies, but at this time, it was used to pretend to be a ghost and scare the elders of the Demon Wei Pavilion. This elemental incarnation of Silver Dust will always only have the power of Peiyuan Great Perfection, and there is no chance of winning in the face of elders, Dharma protectors, or even just disciples.

The hands of the elemental avatar slowly changed various gestures, as if performing ancient secret techniques, and finally both of his hands reached into his sleeves, paused for about three seconds, and then took them out again, pinching strange fingers that did not actually have any specific meaning, and slowly placed them on his sides. No one saw him, but he was holding a small, flat box in the palm of his left hand.

"Silver Dust" stood up and floated above the blood pool, and at the same time, a six-pointed star magic circle slowly emerged from the blood pool, and a blood-colored evil qi soared around him, rushing into the sky. Suddenly, the sky darkened suddenly, and after a while, he couldn't see his fingers. Silver Dust's body was soaked in bloodlight, emitting a tragic light like red neon, and on his body, a monstrous aura gathered by a large [magic array] was condensed, and its coercion made people's hearts shatter. Feng Lieshan, who didn't know the depths, and Wei Wuliang, Du Chuanchang and the others who were not far behind him all changed color, their faces were full of horror and despair, they all regarded the vitality fluctuations gathered by the magic array in the blood pool under the silver dust as the true yuan coercion issued by the silver dust itself, and the earth-shattering power was comparable to that of a super master who had just become a golden pill.

Jindan is heavy!

Feng Lieshan was so frightened that he didn't even have the strength to turn around and run away. Jin Dan is distracted, it is even more suspenseful than returning to the void and entering the body, it is completely the result of an instant kill, and he can't run away. He looked at the silver dust covered in blood and brighter and brighter, and listened to the black clouds rolling overhead let out a burst of unknown roars, and almost fell to his knees with his legs weak.

"Silver Dust, listen to me, it's a complete misunderstanding...... Yun Wuyue, she ......" Feng Lieshan said incoherently, he even forgot the self-title of "deity". He tried everything he could to stabilize the silver dust that was about to go berserk, but he didn't finish his words.

Wei Wuliang's capable and resolute voice suddenly came from behind him: "Yinchen! The matter between Yun Wuyue and Zhang Mengmeng, the sect will definitely give you justice in the future! You are now killing enemies for the sect, and you should be rewarded for cultivating the supreme secret method for the sect! I, Wei Wuliang, the protector of the sect, can guarantee you to be the candidate for the next head of the sect and participate in the competition, and at the same time I want you to open the secret pavilion of the Demon Pavilion! The cultivation resources you want, whether it is money, beauty, magic weapons, or other things, whatever you want, the sect can gather all the strength, and even mobilize the entire demonic power to fight for you! As long as you ......"

He said quickly, hoping to dispel Silver Dust's hostility through various promises: "Silver Dust, there is a reason for this incident! The sect will not treat you badly!" he yelled, but he still watched Silver Dust suddenly raise his hand and throw out three shining golden rays of light. (To be continued.) )