The lifeboat shook again, and the fluorescent lamps went out one after another. The soft leather cushions were rapidly twisting and hardening, and the rubber handles were suddenly retracted and gone, and people opened their mouths to scream, but they couldn't make a sound, and everything seemed to suddenly lose weight and time, forming an amber solid that condensed in the darkness. The hull of the lifeboat was like the stomach pouch of some giant animal, wriggling violently and quickly tipping down, as if it were about to collapse a high-rise building. The cold air stopped, the black air grew to smell of sulfur and pig iron, and the sound of metal colliding and merging and assembling something began to squeeze through the silence of the darkness. The concussions, dizziness, suffocation caused by the freezing of the air, and the increasingly unbearable noise made everyone including Silver Dust feel extremely unbearable, but as the presiding officer of the entire ceremony, Silver Dust struggled to endure the multiple pains in his body and complete what he had to do.

The flashes of electric welding exploded from time to time in the darkness, piercing people's eyes, and those who could touch the hull of the ship already felt the coldness of the metal. The huge hull was slowly compressing, and in a feeling of suffocation, people were squeezed into a line, shoulder to shoulder, knee bent knee bend. The lifeboat collapsed entirely, and the moment it became horizontal, there was a loud bang like a complete shattering.

The orange-red light pierced the darkness, and everyone lowered their heads and stared blankly at the dark orange-red semi-condensed solid magma not far below their feet, waiting in horror and despair for the heat wave to hit, however, the heat wave would never hit.

The heat of the lava, frantically sucked away by a mysterious and unquestionable force, stored in an invisible point, the lifeboat that lay flat began to slowly sink into the ground, and the surrounding rocks were being turned into metal, into alloy, into shell shape, into mechanical equipment by the dark arcane energy.

The shrunken lifeboat soon grew back to its original size, and the fast-setting rocks on both sides were constantly absorbed into various complex lines. The bottom of the lifeboat stretches into a state-of-the-art underwater plasma propulsion unit, while the top slowly expands, bulging a huge bulge.

In the darkness, Yinchen silently spit out three mouthfuls of blood, this time he urgently used the Chi You Wan Transformation Technique, so that his body suddenly underwent the super-large conformity of loading more than three forbidden spell magic spells at the same time, almost all of which relied on the support of the immovable hegemonic body, so that he was not squeezed into a pool of blood by the almost infinite pressure in the magic field. It also made him deeply understand that no matter what kind of situation he encounters next time, he must finalize the Ten Thousand Transformation Technique at one time, and if it can't be done in one step, then it will be materialized multiple times in stages, instead of changing it with Transfiguration after materializing like now.

Chi Yu Wan Magic can conjure up everything that Silver Dust thinks is a weapon, consuming a corresponding amount of magic, but the more complex things consume more mana, the greater the load on the body and realm, once it reaches the licensed craft level of the Canonel civilization, it is a quasi-forbidden spell level magic, and it can exist almost forever. Modifications to the creations of the Kanonoric civilization, whether it is transformation, dark alchemy, or remnant souls, require true forbidden spell-level power, and condensing nuclear weapons or nuclear power with the magic of all transformations requires the consumption of a genuine forbidden spell-level dark arcane.

In this way, Yinchen almost carried the load of chanting four forbidden spells at the same time in the most difficult seconds! Even if it is the true body of the Dharma God, it will never survive under such a load, and the power of the Dharma God's "every magic is a forbidden spell" is based on instantaneous or near-instantaneous forbidden spell magic, but it does not mean that the kind of strong person can carry several forbidden spells at the same time.

The forbidden spell is the nuclear weapon of the Gabroyle civilization.

The energy in the world is conserved, and if you want nuclear energy, you must exchange it for a forbidden spell.

After Yinchen vomited blood, he raised his sleeve in the dark and silently wiped the blood stains. Through his divine sense, he felt that the lifeboat, which had almost completely turned into a nuclear submarine, completely "dissolved" the surface of the cooling basalt, fell into the boiling magma below, and felt the huge heat that stabbed his brain, and only then did Silver Dust compensate for the almost unprecedented high-energy golden soul mist in his body, and transformed it into the most ordinary golden soul mist by burning mana, and diverged to the outside of the submarine through the palm of his hand, turning into a golden-colored protective cover.

Divine magic?

This is a small-scale, environmental otherworldly magic, is a new invention of Silver Dust, he uses the golden soul mist as the carrier, separating the submarine and the magma into two completely different worlds, the magma through the golden soul mist, transformed into cold water, weight and heat are absorbed by the golden soul mist, into the energy to maintain this magic, so that the submarine has been in a normal working environment, and when the submarine advances, the golden soul mist enchantment will follow, constantly turning the lava in front of it into water, so that the nuclear submarine designed as a deep-sea adaptation can move freely in the magma。

The golden soul mist in this enchantment form already possessed some power of the law god.

Gravity slowly returned, the air began to flow, and before the lights came on, the darkness was already air-conditioned. A column of fluorescent lamps lit up neatly, and all the warriors suddenly found themselves huddled side by side with the others on a narrow metal bridge, under which was a patio-like place, with many walkways, a closed portal on one side and a metal staircase down on the other. Through the guardrails, one can clearly see that there are two other overhanging corridors on either side of the bridge, one side of the guardrail, and the other side of the closed metal door, or some strange, stationary mechanism.

Those organs were huge and hideous, and many timid Interpretation Sect girls subconsciously shrank their necks.

Silver Dust stood on the suspended walkway on one side, clutching the guardrail with both hands, as if he could fall down at any moment, and everyone could see his handsome face, which was white and shining. All weakness was hidden in his silver pupils, only an unmistakable coldness and hardness, and when most of the people pretended to look at him, he began to speak, and his low and hoarse voice was full of unquestionable certainty:

"We are safe for the time being. Now assign the room. The Interpretation Sect went to the lowest layer, the Golden Sword Gate and the Iron Sword Gate went to the lower layer, and this layer and the upper layer were given to the Demon Pavilion. The door will open automatically, if it is not opened, then it is not allowed to enter, do not force your way in. Don't make trouble, don't urge the wind, and don't destroy anything here!!Whoever violates it, I'll ask you to go out directly, anyway, it's magma outside, watch it yourself!"

"Don't bother you, everyone knows that this strange place is the foundation of our lives, anyway, whoever dares to mess around here, Wan Mou will directly cut off his head!" Wan Jianxin's voice came out of the crowd, filled with a certain violent emotion, how can the masters among the warriors not be able to say, at least the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion and the Liberation Language Sect are really afraid, and it is the first time they have seen the unrestrained anger and threat of this legendary world's number one young master.

"Okay, you can move freely now, please slow down when you go down the stairs, don't push, don't make yourself look like an uncivilized savage, ugly! The room can or may not be enough, but it must be enough to squeeze and overcome it, there is hot water in the room, use it casually, don't play the room, some large crystal walls are display screens, and some interesting things will be played, but don't press hard, let alone smash with your fists, in short, abide by the rules, talk about order, each of us can be good, alive out of this secret realm. ”

After Yinchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the room behind him without looking back, the door opened and closed, and he remembered that the green light on the room turned red.

There was a buzzing noise from the crowd, mostly admiring and lax. Then the crowd began to move slowly and carefully down the narrow staircase, and it took a long time for all five hundred people to descend the staircase.

Everything seems to be getting better.

......

"I can finally lie down. Feng Lieshan took a hot bath that was so comfortable that he had never thought of before, drank some hot water to make tea, and begged for some dried meat from his disciples, feeling that he had suddenly gone from a desperate lava hell to a beautiful Elysian Heaven. He lay on the soft cot, stretched his legs and feet, and felt uncomfortable even without the quilt, and even a comfortable feeling of sleepiness that he had never understood before burst out from a place in his body that he had never paid attention to, and instantly overwhelmed him.

"Can't sleep! This isn't the stronghold of the Demon Pavilion!" Feng Lieshan suddenly widened his squinting phoenix eyes that were about to close, this was the rare time in his life that his eyes were round, and it was also the first time that Liang Yunfeng, who was standing beside him, saw the color of this teacher's pupils. They were two burgundy eyes as tragic and deep as a sea of blood, as complex and turbid as red dust, and as mellow and cold as poisonous wine. His pupils were so beautiful, full of intoxicating and crazy charm like a mutant poppy, Liang Yunfeng was just inadvertently glanced at it, and he was deeply attracted to it, and he almost fell in love with the owner of this pair of pupils.

Feng Lieshan, who has been practicing the power of fierce ghosts all year round, has naturally practiced an unguardable pupil technique. The power of his pupil technique is focused on deception and temptation, which is completely different from the pupil technique where Ghost Fortune focuses on intimidation and Silver Dust focuses on directly harming souls. He squinted his eyes on weekdays, firstly, because it was a habit he had cultivated since childhood, and secondly, because he hid this killer move that was comparable to the power of a light weapon. Feng Lieshan, a low-ranking elder who did not distract himself from the strength of the eightfold or so gods, was actually the most hidden figure in the entire Demon Might Pavilion system, except for Tian Wanzai, and even his mentor Sang Tianliang might not really know Feng Lieshan's true strength and all his means.

Feng Lieshan glared for a moment, finally sobering himself up a little, but he didn't completely drive away the sleepiness. He narrowed his eyes again, and his burgundy pupils, which had shrunk into smaller spots, wandered around in his slit-like eyes, and he was very hesitant whether he should let Liang Yunfeng guard this place first, so that he could sleep with peace of mind, but he was not very worried about Liang Yunfeng. He never trusted any of his subordinates, he could only trust his mentor. He squinted his eyes and carefully read Liang Yunfeng's face, which had become slightly rosy due to excitement or longing, and finally nodded imperceptibly and slowly closed his eyes.

"The deity rests first, you guard this place, and don't let anyone in. He said this before he was about to sink into a relaxed sleep.

"Yes. Master!" Liang Yunfeng naturally promised, even though he was sleepy in such a comfortable and secure place, but as a disciple, he still had to stand upright, holding the weapons in his sleeves with both hands, and watching everything in the room vigilantly, but he didn't know that at this time, the metal door of this small cabin, which may not even be ten square meters, had been completely locked, and could only be opened from the inside, and it was impossible for outsiders to come in, so he could sleep on the ground.

Within a few minutes of Feng Lieshan's fascinated eyes, he fell asleep, but his sleep was more tired than when he was awake.

He was regretting, at least in the context of nightmares, madly regretting.

There were many ifs flashed in his dream, if he had seized the opportunity and chose to cooperate with Wei Wuliang when he arrived, instead of choosing to conspire with Elder Lei like that madman to kill Yun Wuyue, maybe everything could be different now. If Yun Wuyue and Zhang Mengmeng don't die, then the plan of the Poison Dragon Sect will not succeed and will not be revealed, and Yinchen can easily enter the Demon Pavilion, becoming the real number one master of the younger generation, whether it is Sang Tianliang or him, they can get unlimited benefits from this boy, and they can even use him to win Yun Wuyue and Wei Wuliang, and say that Tian Wanzai, who is working alone, as a traitor to the Demon Pavilion, and there is no embarrassment that is secretly suppressed by the Black Mountain Villa now, and even, with his recommendation, he can justifiably go further and enter the real decision-making level of the Demon Pavilion, so as to truly get the opportunity to display his strategic talents。 Even, with Yinchen's terrifying record of "being able to defeat the Puppet Sect", he was able to reunite the split Black Mountain Villa by means, expose Tian Wanzai's conspiracy to restore the fake Demon Might, and let the Demon Pavilion's position as the first sect of the Demon Dao firmly sit in the position of the first sect of the Demon Dao and usher in a more brilliant future.

Feng Lieshan would never deny that Zhang Mengmeng, this girl, is a super genius who is even more powerful than Ying Shixuan, although she is not worth mentioning compared to Yinchen, but if she does not die, with a little cultivation, the Demon Power Pavilion is equivalent to having two ten thousand sword hearts at once, and it can be directly promoted to the point of confronting the Divine Sword Sect.

Feng Lieshan would never deny that before he and Elder Lei conspired to assassinate Yun Wuyue, there was a huge hesitation, Yun Wuyue was not loyal to Tian Wanzai, she was loyal to the Demon Pavilion itself, under the guise of developing the Demon Wei Pavilion and a little clever preaching, Feng Lieshan could pull Yun Wuyue into his camp, but at that time, in the face of Wei Wuliang, he was about to rush to "supervise" pressure, he still chose to take risks, but he didn't know that Wei Wuliang might not be truly loyal to Tian Wanzai, after all, once the restoration scandal was exposed, the down-and-out descendants of the Third Dynasty could only be driven out of the Demon Wei Pavilion, or simply executed in secret.

However, all this is only if.