In his sea of qi, the mana was already filled to the point where he could no longer absorb the elements. When the spiritual power was full, he even began to use the elements to wash the meridians, quietly depositing trace amounts of elements into the musculoskeletal bones, restoring physical strength that was not very useful for mages, and at the same time strengthening his own body extremely slowly.www.biquge.info When he was fighting for the only place, he lay on the ground and secretly stored energy, preparing the hole cards in his hand, tightening the muscles of his whole body like a king cobra hiding in the shadows, waiting for the test opportunity to kill with one blow.

In some ways, mages who hide in the shadows are more dangerous than assassins, as they never lurk near their target when they kill.

In just ten minutes, the silver dust returned to its best state, but at this time, the victory and defeat were still not distinguished, the monks, especially those ordinary monks who were not well-known, were still fighting in flesh and blood, the thunder ghost golden light poisonous mist storm exploded at the moment when the weapons intersected, the reflection of the blade shone, the wind whistled with the movements of the limbs, and everything was intertwined into a rainbow of dark colors in the blood prison.

Silver Dust remained motionless, patiently awaiting the outcome of this pointless fight. He wasn't impatient, just very bored, and keeping a face on the ground for a long time was not an easy job, and he already felt his hands and feet tingle.

He didn't dare to move, he was very worried that the "high" Purple Wind Scatterer would notice his abnormality. In all his boredom, he could only try to divert his attention, and the place that attracted his attention the most was the spell slot in the sea of qi.

In the sea of qi, the spell slots of petrified magic took on a hollow state. Silver Dust separated a very small amount of spiritual power, slowly analyzing the remaining runes of this spell, and assessing the power of this mutilated spell. The creed of "There is no useless magic in the world, only incompetent mages" was grasped like a life-saving straw by him, forcing himself not to think about destroying this broken spell bit and recovering the soul source. The Silver Dust Mage, who had experienced the collapse of large-scale spell slots several times, was already sincerely afraid of the pure spiritual pain when he cut off the "Spirit Rhino", and he no longer wanted to experience that pain like eternity, and he didn't want to suddenly remember a certain spell slot that he had destroyed on a certain day or occasion, and then be filled with remorse.

"Even if it's completely useless, it won't be destroyed anymore. These spell bits are all [works] condensed by me with my soul, will, and knowledge. Silver Dust thought as he finished analyzing the last rune.

"Unnamed petrification magic, a single attack, takes effect instantly, has no ability to break defenses, and applies irreversible petrification effects to unprotected organisms, even elemental organisms. Equivalent to the death gaze or the ascension of the soul to the heavens, the dark attribute ...... Wait, a green beam of light is created when cast?The beam doesn't matter, but why does it have to be green?" The "spirit rhino" between the spell slot and the mage is like a spell slot itself as a description document, revealing all the characteristics of the spell. The more complex and large the spell slot, the more advanced the "Spirit Rhino". Top spell slots such as the Demon Crying Slash Fist, the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist, and the God Killing Luo Xianqu, in their "Spirit Rhino", even loaded with a certain degree of independent consciousness of the "Divine Will Inheritance" Silver Dust easily understood all the characteristics of this nameless "mutilated spell" through the "Spirit Rhino", which also made him suddenly very disgusted with the novel he had read in the Kanokor Terminal before entering the secret realm.

"Those so-called wizards who unleash magic with sticks seem to be killed by the green light?" "Silver Dust recalls the plot of the novel: "By the way, it seems to be called 'Avada Karana'......" He was thinking about it, when a cloud of seven-colored light suddenly emitted from the sea of qi, it was the light of the divine contract, which was the response of the spell slot when the mage finally assigned a spell to a spell slot.

“...... It seems that it would be good to change his career to Voldemort if he can't get along in the future......" Silverdust's mind had three hundred grass and mud horses galloping in his head, and he remembered that the guys who were called "Death Eaters" seemed to have a skull snake eating badge...... It was a bit similar to the badge of the Poison Dragon Cult's skeleton eating artemisia grass, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But he didn't care too much about this kind of thing, Arvada is Avada, he has to worry about more than one spell slot.

At the bottom of the sea of qi, some of the runes of the Six Dragons, the Phantom Dragon Zhengang and the Doomsday Judgment were haphazardly put together and solidified into a spell position that Silver Dust had never seen before, which meant that he had inadvertently synthesized a brand new magic. This magic is based on the Doomsday Judgment, and it seems to be a spell that spews out many fire dragons from the ground, and requires a combination of specific spell casting spells and spell casting actions to be released, and as for the power and range, it is as terrifying as the Thunder Sword of the Broken Heavens.

"The ground cracked and burst into flames. Silverdust immediately put the finishing touches on this spell, and a new and powerful fire magic was born, and Silverdust didn't care what effect this spell would have in his next battle, he only cared that this fire magic had at least as much power as Doomsday.

After doing all this, Silver Dust came up with the idea of magic weapons again, he secretly unfolded the arcane space, put the terminal back, and took out the two deadly suns from it, he didn't move, and used his mental power to carve the two spell models of the Six Dragons and the True Sun Fall on the axe, and put them back into the arcane space. The two spell slots of the Six Dragons and True Yang Fall had been destroyed in the sea of qi forever, and the spell runes had even been absorbed by other spell slots, and he could no longer cast them directly. Therefore, finding a magic weapon for special enchantment became the only way for him to reproduce these two magics.

Each spell bit of the mage is the crystallization of his painstaking efforts, and the spell model of each spell bit is the result of the mage's hard work, and they are all valuable wealth of knowledge, which must not be easily discarded. Even if the spell slot has been destroyed, mages will often reproduce it through special enchantments. Although Silver Dust's enchantment level is infinitely close to zero, he can still get away with the special enchantment that directly attaches a known spell model to a magic weapon.

After that, he began to adjust other spell slots, further shortening the casting time of the Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword, increasing the power and scope of the Great Seal of the Forbidden Seal, and completely adjusting the form of the Immortal Qu to the appearance of the Thousand Islands Absolute Slashing Blade...... Silver Dust lay on the ground like a dead corpse, tossing his magic while continuing to spare no effort to improve his mana, actively preparing for the final battle that could break out at any time.

Around him, the monks had eliminated most of them after twenty minutes of fighting.

Zhenwu was not able to hit Wei Wuliang with an iron ball in the end, and was stunned by the paw of this great master of the Hedao realm, and after killing his predecessor, Wei Wuliang's fighting style changed from his usual vicious and vicious, and became much gentler, and he seemed to have made up his mind not to kill anymore.

Du Chuanchang is still the same, a set of "Violent Assault Zhu Poisonous Hand" can make other monks cry and cry for their mothers, wolves rush to the grave, and there are even many who kneel down and admit defeat as soon as they see him coming over. After being invincible for twenty minutes, he finally inevitably faced the person who originally needed Wei Wuliang to deal with, Feng Lieshan.

"Old man, get rid of this guy in this seat!" Facing Feng Lieshan, who didn't know why he was directly blocking his way, Du Chuanchang still used his usual ruthless and arrogant tone to order Wei Wuliang behind Feng Lieshan. The moment the Demon Wing Pavilion Elder in the Distraction Period heard his words, he subconsciously tensed the muscles of his whole body and made a defensive posture as if he was facing a great enemy. Feng Lieshan didn't dare to look back, because he wasn't sure if Du Chuanchang would suddenly rush over to plot against him, and he could only judge by his ears and spiritual sense what Wei Wuliang would do in the diagonal rear.

The old Wei Wuliang just glanced up at Du Chuanchang indifferently, and then lowered his head, which obviously meant that he didn't care at all.

"Old dog, you ......" In the face of Wei Wuliang's indifference and "not listening to the command", although Du Chuanchang expected it, it was still a little difficult to accept: "You are not afraid of the poisonous ...... on your body"

"The old man is determined to die, and he doesn't care if you are poisonous or not. Wei Wuliang's fluttering words made Du Chuanchang fall into an ice cellar.

Out of control. Du Chuanchang's biggest hole card, and the most powerful of these monks, is truly and completely out of Du Chuanchang's control at this moment. Du Chuanchang stretched out his hand and pinched the two black porcelain bottles in his sleeve, his expression was cold, but he immediately collapsed. He knew that he had in his hands the "Thunder Wolf Dragon Medicine" that could make the poison on Wei Wuliang's body attack instantly, and he needed to wait for a miracle if he wanted to knock down Wei Wuliang. Du Chuanchang, who has mastered the poison that can poison a Hedao master, does not mean that he can easily kill a Hedao master.

The gap between him and Wei Wuliang was as high as thirty small realms. That's not a gap that can be closed by anything but quantity. The real disparity between him and Wei Wuliang is not in cultivation, but in martial arts skills, combat awareness and control of the battle situation, and the gap between these places is the most difficult to make up.

Du Chuanchang slowly pulled his gaze back from Wei Wuliang and focused on Feng Lieshan's body again. He said hoarsely: "Feng Lieshan, are you blocking the way of this seat, like Wei Wuliang, do you want to pull the back of this seat before you die?" he said, the chill on his body was surging, and the power of killing Dao was completely mobilized by him.

"The deity doesn't want to die here. Feng Lieshan's tone floated with a sense of ease that made Du Chuanchang feel dangerous: "The deity just wants you to understand one thing, that is, the deity has already mastered some clues to remove your kind of poison, although it may not be successful, but the deity really wants to give it a try......

"What clues? Do you know that the poison of the Poison Dragon Holy Sect has never had an antidote since ancient times?" Du Chuanchang's heart suddenly relaxed, and it seemed that the scheming elder in front of him was also bluffing. Just kidding, since the establishment of the Poison Dragon Sect, no one has been able to remove the poison of the Holy Sect, and no one has ......

Wait a minute!

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Du Chuanchang's mind, and then he felt the heart in his chest beating uncontrollably. He thought of it, he thought that there were actually people in this world who could cure the poison of the Holy Sect, and at the same time as his thoughts fluctuated, Feng Lieshan's voice also came like an obituary of bad luck.

"Slayer the dragon poison lan. Feng Lieshan just gave a hint, or a clue, not a real antidote plan or antidote, but just such a little hint could make Du Chuanchang completely understand that his previous arrangement, and even all the efforts of the poisonous concubine after she mixed into the Demon Pavilion, were all in vain at this moment.

"!" Du Chuanchang squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and then shook his hand and popped out three sharp pale green flying knives, which were smeared with poison from a black porcelain bottle, although the amount was not much, it could definitely kill Feng Lieshan within three breaths.

It was the "Thunder Wolf Dragon Medicine", a black powder that specializes in quickly excites toxins, but is not toxic in itself.

Du Chuanchang launched a sneak attack without saying a word, and his three flying knives popped out of his fingers without warning, directly taking Feng Lieshan's three key points, but it was a pity that Du Chuanchang forgot one point, that is, Feng Lieshan in front of him, the distraction elder of the Demon Wei Pavilion, that is a super expert who came home late to play with hidden weapons, Du Chuanchang's little trick, can he deceive him?

Apparently not.

"Hehe, it's just an axe. Feng Lieshan sneered and waved his sleeves lightly, and actually used a kind of kung fu similar to water sleeves that Du Chuanchang couldn't understand, and put the three flying knives into his sleeves, and then with a twist of his wrist, he threw the flying knives back as they were.

Behind the three silver bright sword lights, followed by a purple-black shadow that erupted from Feng Lieshan's left sleeve. The dazzling light reflected by the three flying knives dazzled Du Chuanchang's eyes, making him only notice the flying knives, but he was not too wary of Feng Lieshan's backhand. Du Chuanchang flashed to the right the moment the flying knife flew back, but he was calculated by the old and spicy Feng Lieshan, who just used his left hand to launch his most restrained boxer's "secret weapon" from his sleeve, and even when he made a move, he consciously shifted slightly to the left, just in time to catch up with Du Chuanchang's figure of dodging to the left relative to him. In the next second, three shining flying knives flew out grazing Du Chuanchang's sleeves and disappeared ten meters behind him, and at the same time, a large ball of blood splashed on Du Chuanchang's waist and abdomen.

Du Chuanchang snorted, his body fell back uncontrollably, and he stumbled back five meters. A large, almost transparent hole appeared in his stomach, blood flowed from the room, and a small piece of intestines also flowed out of his body. Du Chuanchang couldn't care about anything else at this time, so he hurriedly pressed the part of his intestines back into his body, and while covering the wound that seemed to be a spiral with one hand, he hurriedly took out a pill and swallowed it. In just a second or two, a small part of the dark green robe on his body was already dyed through the bright red color. (To be continued.) )