At this moment, Silver Dust suddenly opened his eyes, and the fire and smoke from the destruction of the puppet and the explosion seemed to affect the frequency of a certain kind of wind in the entire hall, so that the impact of the illusion was minimized in an instant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yinchen's chest suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and he didn't need to be Xizi holding his heart anymore. With a proud wave of his hand, Extinction Winter turned into a snowstorm that froze everything throughout the hall, and before the third puppet could emerge from under the self-opening stone floor, every inch of space inside the hall was filled with cold wind.

"The false illusion realm is to be broken with the realm of truth!" Yin Chen thought in his heart, but his mouth was not slow at all, he saw the opportunity when the heavy snow completely filled the space inside the main hall-

"Frosty Hell!" he shouted softly.

In an instant, the entire hall vanished, and as far as the eye could see, there was only a sky composed of storms and falling snow, and the earth with ice edges and snow layered on top of each other. The north wind howled, and the goose feathers and snow fell from the sky like pale blades, slashing at the consciousness of all living things. The cold wind blows on the cheeks like a scalpel cutting through the skin.

Aunt Feiquan's howls were replaced by a few violent sneezes and unpleasant snuff-blowing sounds, and in the realm, the rules of space and the elements had completely changed, and things like illusions had become jokes. Silver Dust stood in the wind and snow, all defensive magic on his body completely collapsed, of course, in his own realm, he was completely invincible, and any attack did not mean anything to him.

The wind blew his trench coat. The hem of the trench coat flutters and becomes a pure silver flag, as if to symbolize the cold and the morning light. Aunt Feiquan glanced at him secretly while wiping her big flower face, and with just one glance, she looked away, because at this time, Yinchen's body exuded a most real horror that she couldn't understand.

Silver Dust stood still, waiting quietly for a few seconds before clasping his right index finger, and suddenly a peculiar thunder roared from the wind and snow, followed by the sound of porcelain breaking. At first, these voices sounded one by one, but gradually converged into a continuous cracking sound like a tidal wave, and after a long time, the cracking sound slowly stopped.

The entire realm of silver dust was shattered, and along with it was the illusion in the main hall. Illusion seems to be formless, difficult to prevent, and even more difficult to crack, but it also has the most fatal weakness, that is, it is afraid of the change of the rules of time and space, the slightest change in the rules of space or time, even if it is a periodic change, may easily destroy a perfectly constructed illusion, and the silver dust opens the realm and shatters the realm, which has a very significant impact on the rules of time and space. The magnificent hall turned into a thousand miles of snow in an instant, and such a change had actually shattered the illusion in the hall.

There were a few crisp explosions in the empty and gloomy hall, and there seemed to be a whole set of "treasures" on the beams on the top of the hall that were destroyed by explosions, emitting clusters of yellow firelight. Aunt Feiquan finally stopped crying and wiped her face clean, stood up, and bowed silently to Yinchen, of course, from Yinchen's point of view, she just owed her body.

Silver Dust ignored her, and the young mage could tell at a glance that her bow was not very sincere. The mage remained motionless in the face of Feiquan, accepted her "thanks", and then stepped aside without saying a word.

The final turning of the mechanism was heard in the main hall, and a two-man wide portal cracked in the inner wall, which was the path to the top of the mountain.

At the moment when the portal appeared, Aunt Feiquan took the lead, using her vitality to urge her graceful figure and graceful steps, and disappeared into the two-person wide door almost instantly.

Silver Dust didn't chase it, he slowly walked out of the door, slowly climbing up the ladder, every step was full of mage's demeanor.

......

The next few halls, as Silver Dust expected, were simple and boring.

The single-plank bridge, plum blossom pile, Huarong Road, etc., all of which reminded Yinchen of "Happy Camp", it seems that the Purple Blood God Cult designed these four "trial paths" just to engage in a variety entertainment show. Silver Dust didn't know that the levels in the main halls on the four roads were not the same, but even if he was in the world, he was useless, and for the mages who had endless means, except for the pool of poisonous water, almost all the main halls were just some strange places of interest.

"Compared to Durotan Castle, where you will die if you take one wrong step, this is really a good place to relax on vacation......" Shi Shiran, the silver-colored magician, came out of the ruins of the last hall and climbed to the top of the Purple Blood Fairy Mountain with ease, he turned around and looked back at the fall he had walked, only to see a group of disheveled people rushing up from the foot of the mountain. The men were fighting each other as they charged.

"Heh!" the mage sneered, Shi Shiran turned around and walked towards the pyramid-like Purple Blood Temple, he knew that at this moment, the final battle and adventure of the secret realm trip had officially begun......

He walked over and saw a wide and ornate robe, and the door of the temple where Feiquan stood in a black hole with a robe tightly wrapped, and seemed to hesitate.

The ornate robe on her body had faded considerably, and the tears, scorch, and stains had made this precious garment from the secret dungeon no longer stunningly luxurious. The spear in her hand was still shining with cold light, and she carried it upside down, the sharp tip of which poked a slight indentation in the stone slab. Yinchen walked silently to the place 2 feet behind her, and she was alert and suddenly glanced back. Silver Dust only gave her a smile from a harmless eleven-year-old boy. Walked to the gate in front of her.

"This is the final destination. Silver Dust sighed as he looked at the large arch of the black hole in front of him, sixteen feet wide and twenty-one feet high. The gate was flanked by the golden temple walls, and the entire Purple Blood Temple looked like a pyramid made of gold.

"What? what are you hesitating about here?" he said sarcastically.

"What the deity wants to do, you don't need to be in charge of it!" Feiquan said coldly, in addition to the coldness in his tone, there was also a little bit of weakness and cringe that were not easy to detect.

As she spoke, her right hand lifted up halfway, and then put it down helplessly, and the spear in his hand poked a crisp and concise "ding" on the stone floor. Then, as if angry, she strode towards the swarthy doorway. (To be continued.) )