Ten thousand ice prisons!"

"Demon Burning Ember!"

Two magic spells in a row, under the anti-heaven magic power of the hedging physique, quickly switched without gaps at all, the extremely cold ice prison, and the extremely hot demon burning embers, causing an extremely large shock in the temperature of the entire small courtyard, the hot and cold temperature made the air suddenly shrink and expand violently, and a big explosion occurred as a matter of course, and the drastic temperature was enough to make the back wall of the small courtyard directly crack and shatter.

Rumble!

Thundered!

At first there was a startling white light, then a thunderous thud, and finally the roar of the collapse of the building and the nine-foot-high smoke and dust, out of which two purple shadows flew out one after the other.

"Little thief, where to run!" General Nie, who was blown to ashes, closely followed the purple glimpse in front of him, roaring angrily, he was not going to fall under such an explosion and collapse, he was just poured with sawdust and sand. He did not suffer much material damage, but the general's prestige was badly damaged.

As for the ordinary Black Feather Army, they had long since been buried by ice, fire, and explosions.

Silver Dust ran lifelessly ahead. The arcane acceleration allowed him to gain almost the same speed as General Nie, but because he was still holding Zhang Yating at the same time, his physical consumption was much greater than that of the general behind him. Silver Dust could only run at this time, running one step at a time, he didn't know when he would fall from exhaustion, he only knew that before he fell, he had to run towards the hope of survival that had already become ethereal and unrealistic, even if the end of the road was still death.

Behind him, the crackling sound of thunder and lightning across the air still showed no sign of catching up, and the general's wild and heavy footsteps (a big man of one hundred and eighty pounds was wearing a set of one hundred and fifty pounds of stainless steel chain mail, and the sound of his footsteps could be light when he ran!) showed no sign of staying away. In Yinchen's vision, which was confused by sweat and tears, black figures suddenly appeared from in front of him, it was the Black Feather Army that blocked the entire broad road.

Silver Dust didn't slow down, and the Black Feather Army in front didn't say anything polite to him. They're not going to show mercy just because Silver Dust is a child. The horned bows were pulled apart, and black arrows shot towards the silver dust. The silver-haired boy didn't slow down, didn't conjure a wall of ice to fend off the arrows, he just pulled a second stream of arcane energy out of the air and injected it into his magic.

The speed at which he was advancing did not change, but the original straight line seemed to be thrusted intermittently from the left and right directions, and it became erratic with twists and turns. Following behind, General Nie, whose whole body was shrouded in your thunder and lightning wind, was directly stunned - there was no way for him to maintain the speed of running a straight line when he was running a broken line!

Bow and arrow flew through the long hair of silver dust, and none of them hit the two children, but a few flew in front of the general, causing him a little trouble, slowing him down a little...... Archers, in this world, is synonymous with cannon fodder, because Gangfeng has no way to send out three zhang away, so those sharp arrows shot by the strong bow fly out of three zhang away, there is no longer a little Gangfeng left, it is completely by speed and the sharpness of the arrow to kill the enemy, which means that unless it is directly hit, it will not have any effect. At this time, both Yinchen and General Nie were at least ten zhang away from these archers.

After dodging these sharp arrows, a blue light suddenly lit up under the feet of Silver Dust, and then a huge magic array unfolded under his feet, and countless hexagonal ice flowers suddenly burst out of the air, one by one like the most beautiful crystal flowers. The first time General Nie saw these ice flowers, he almost instinctively stopped his steps, because a cold force was surging out from the huge formation on the ground.

"Extinction Winter!" With Yinchen's order, the ice flowers floating in the air suddenly burst, and a frenzied blizzard instantly drowned General Nie. Casting spells behind the scenes, this technique is nothing to a qualified magician, but it is extremely unexpected for a monk who studies martial arts here for General Nie.

So the poor general was blocked by a gust of wind from the streets, temporarily, and even if he mustered all his strength, he could not move at full speed in the storm.

Of course, he knew that Silver Dust's purpose was nothing more than to get rid of himself, but he couldn't break this storm, because his knowledge of the power system of magic was almost zero. If you don't understand, you can't crack it. General Nie couldn't use all the strength of his body, because he felt that he was fighting against heaven and earth at this time, and against everything around him, even if he had the strength, he couldn't use it.

Silver Dust approached the archers with Zhang Yating. The archers' arrows are becoming more and more threatening. The closer he got to these people, the more Silver Dust felt a deep sense of despair. For him, the three rows of archers in front were nothing at all, and it was the armored soldiers behind those archers that mattered.

It was a phalanx of black, pressed steel figures that could not be seen at a glance. The pitch-black armor, the equally black goshawk feathers on the helmet, the equally pitch-black bowl in the hand, and the three-zhang long spear made of unknown wood, constituted this blockade line that completely blocked the broad road, and in the entire phalanx, the only two were not pitch black, but fiercely burning torches, and the spear heads illuminated by torches, silver and silver.

In the purple-black night sky, it was raining. The short rainstorm of summer, fierce as a tide, also carries a solemn and sad sentimentality. Silver Dust stopped, there was no need for him to charge forward anymore, until he reached the realm of a first-level holy demon master, or until he reached the realm where he could compete with the master of the Void Stage, there was no need for him to charge towards the forest of armor and spears, there was no rain. At this moment, the magician is only swordsman, and it is just a slogan for Yinchen.

"Maybe the mentor can reach that realm!" Yinchen stopped and let go of Zhang Yating. He raised his head sadly and with some relief, letting the manic and sad rain wash away the tears on his face. Tears are cold, as cold as rain.

At that moment, Yinchen seemed to see everything he had experienced in front of him, the happiness of his childhood, the suffering after the crossing, the poignant shock that the beggar girl showed in front of him, and every moment of the little girl beside him smiling. Silver Dust carefully read his past, only to realize that it was such a short and insignificant little bit of time. And that little bit of time is actually the whole life, called "Silver Dust".

"In the next life, we will still be together, okay?" Yinchen said one last time gently taking the girl's hand and softly, in tears in the torrential rain. His tone was relieved, a relief from utter despair. However, the girl in front of him heard his unwillingness from a dead voice, and heard his strong reluctance to life and life itself.

"No, I don't want to live in the next life, I want you to live well for me or for me for the rest of your life. The girl's voice trembled nervously, with a heavy cry, but her every word carried a power that was enough to break the sky and the sea. That strength was enough to defeat General Nie, who had just passed through the blizzard and was walking towards them step by step.

"You...... What are you talking about......" Silver Dust was slightly startled at first, then laughed, and laughed with tears, his tears mixed with the rain, and it was difficult to distinguish them. "Do you think we can survive in the face of such a battle?" he pointed to the blackened soldiers in front of him.

"Yes. The girl's pupils suddenly locked, and her gaze suddenly became fierce, and behind that fierce gaze, there was a divine resoluteness.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Suddenly, without warning, three unusually loud slaps fell on Silver Dust's face. Yinchen retreated, stunned, he couldn't understand at all, he saved Zhang Yating, but she would beat herself so mercilessly?

For a moment, his heart froze.