Pitch black and green, just a foot away from the girl, met and exploded into another dazzling flash of explosion. This time the explosion was not as powerful as before, because the two of them had already lost most of their strength after fighting until now.

The scattered wind blew the long silver hair, and the wire-like hair spread out one by one in the dawn that gradually burned. In the silver pupils, the wind and snow were still raging, but the pitch-black Dao robe was no longer churning, as if it was exhausted, trembling slightly in the wind, and the boy's figure was even shaking a little.

After all, he only has the strength to enter the body, and compared to the girl, his biggest shortcoming is not that the attack strength is not enough, but that the total amount of mana is too low. Between the double body and the eight layers of the body, the strength is far apart, and if you are a bystander, it is already good to be able to survive a round under the girl, not to mention a full three hours.

An irrepressible look of exhaustion appeared on the boy's face, but there was still an unfathomable arrogance on his delicate and lovely little face, like the expression on a marble statue. He raised his hand a little tiredly, but with great determination, and gathered all the remaining strength in his body, including the realm, ready to make a final effort.

"Is it finally this move?Come on, come on, my—Dawn!" Silver Dust no longer had any strength to speak, nor did he have any mind to speak, and his spell, the most powerful spell, only sounded in his heart at this time.

However, in the next moment, he knew that he could not win this battle.

Because there was no need to win, because despair completely drowned the girl just before the sun rose.

......

The east lit up with the white of the fish's belly, and a cold wind blew, shouting and killing, screaming and the sound of various things breaking seemed to disappear suddenly, at least when Yinchen reacted, these sounds could no longer be heard.

Silver Dust stood to the west, behind him was the east that was gradually lit up like fate, his black robe was quiet for a while, and suddenly churned again, his long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, like the sword light of the broken moon, and the strands of metal wire reflected a cold luster like a blade under the skylight. His face was white and almost transparent, round and lovely, condensed with a calmness, indifference and arrogance that did not match his age, his eyes became clear again, like the finest crystals, and the pupils with delicate magic patterns were like the sky after a great storm had passed, clean and intoxicating.

In front of him, the man who confronted him was no longer the maiden she had been, but a young woman, dressed in an expensive green silk dress with circles of finely carved gold trinkets hanging from her body, making her look like a priest from the temple, rather than some mortal rich woman. The woman faced the silver dust, arrogantly and reservedly, her head held high, as if the queen had summoned the grass people, and looked at the silver-white boy.

The woman is very beautiful, at least Yinchen thinks that her appearance should be the best choice, and the years have not left any strange symbols on her delicate face, but only shaped her slender figure into a fuller and more perfect one. Her face was the face of a standard cold woman, and her hairstyle was the most ordinary of married women's hairstyles, but in any case, Silver Dust felt that she should bring a crown to this lady, so that she could be the noble and cold queen of myths and legends.

The woman looked at Yinchen, her smile was like a poisonous poppy, and her gaze fell on Yinchen without the slightest sharp feeling, as if it was not a gaze shot from the eyes of a demonic master. The gaze was too soft, too warm, too humane, and completely inconsistent with the coldness and tyranny that a demonic giant should have. Silver Dust was under her gaze, and she actually felt a little flattered.

Silver Dust looked up at her face, his eyes were still determined and indifferent, without the slightest look of fear, although Silver Dust himself knew that there was a distraction stage master standing in front of him.

They briefly confronted each other for more than ten seconds. Behind Yinchen is Zhang Mengmeng with a concerned face, and behind the woman, there is a girl who fell to the ground and fought with Yinchen for half the night.

The girl's hair had somehow been completely spread out, almost flat on the ground, like a blooming black dahlias, full of despair and ominousness. The girl's eyes were wide open, staring vacantly at the heavens, without focus, and in the dark and shining pupils, there was nothing but the monstrous despair that kept tumbling.

The girl opened her mouth slightly, and wisps of pale smoke erupted from her mouth, twisting into various ghostly shapes in the air. On the originally white teeth, yellow-brown sections slowly appeared.

The Secret Art of the Demon Pavilion, Necromantic Binding Technique

"Elder Yun......" Zhang Mengmeng's voice came timidly from behind the silver dust, breaking the silence at dawn. At the same time, a circle of temporary disciples surrounded him, standing ten zhang away behind the elder, and the black pressure pressed a dense turn, surrounding the silver dust. Many of them carried the blue-robed people who were tied up with five flowers on their shoulders, and a coercion called despair spread like a wave.

"Can you actually fight with a guy who has entered the body for so long!" The woman in the long green dress, that is, Elder Yun of the Demon Pavilion, lightly opened her lips and said to Yinchen, her tone could not find anything other than praise and surprise.

"But I didn't win her. There was no flattery, no humility, Yinchen's tone was the same as his expression, revealing a taste of seeking truth from the inside out. "I just smashed her treasure......"

"Ordinary double body guy, in front of her, is either killed instantaneously or tortured, you can do this step, breaking the defense of the [Green Armor], it has already surprised the deity, what else do you want to ask for?" Elder Yun said with a smile, there was a different kind of charm in her smile like a black poppy, and Silver Dust could distinguish a little heartfelt appreciation, as well as sporadic pampering and banter from her poisonous smile. His delicate silver-white eyes turned, and he took the time to his heart.

As a generation of magicians, Silver Dust is not lacking in wisdom, including the wisdom of how to deal with elders, Silver Dust knows very well that his age and appearance at this time are more effective than any spell to attack the fortification, and he can easily pry through the defense of this Cloud Elder called "Guard". Silver Dust knows how to use these, so he is invincible in front of his elders most of the time.

Silver Dust's face immediately collapsed, and he put on a coquettish expression that almost cried, this expression looked natural and endearing on his delicate little face, no matter what, he was an eleven-year-old child.

"She broke my window! and came in to kill me. Elder, you're here to judge, and I didn't provoke her......" Yinchen said in the standard tone of a child complaining to the elders, and his little hand pointed at the girl who fell to the ground.

"That's right, because she's a bad person?" Elder Yun spoke to Yinchen in her very unskilled childlike tone, and waved his hand to the temporary disciples behind him, and several sturdy men took the order, rushed out of the crowd, and roughly tied up the girl on the ground, and then stuffed a pill into the girl's mouth.

“...... Good boy, your performance today is the best in this rudder, tell me, what reward do you want?" Elder Yun didn't care about the actions of those stout temporary disciples, but chatted with Yin Chen casually with great interest, and got a general understanding of what happened, in fact, Elder Yun didn't need to know any demerits at all to know who these people who broke into the rudder in the middle of the night were who they were, and what they were here for.

"I want to sleep. Hmm-" To Elder Yun's surprise, the silver-haired boy in front of him didn't jump up at the sight of the word "reward" like any of the other disciples of the Demon Pavilion, and tried his best to get the greatest benefit for himself. Elder Yun had seen a lot of such faces, and she also thought that it was understandable to do so, after all, they were also people of the Demon Dao, so they didn't have the disgusting style of pretending to push back like the righteous path.