"How about letting me, a senior, teach you a trick?" In the face of the fierce flying needle, Yinchen actually had the heart to make a joke, which showed that he didn't care about the siege of these dozen people at all. As he spoke www.biquge.info he performed a "Hidden Weapon Inner Family Heavy Technique" in front of that disciple, which was rarely used by people in the Demon Power Pavilion, and with a swing of his arm, three cold blue lights pierced out from his tight cuffs, followed by three blood springs spurting out from that disciple's body, directly pouring the person behind him.

That's actually three spears!

No matter how powerful the people of the Demon Pavilion are, no one will throw a spear with a hidden weapon, just because the weight of the spear is not at all a trick with a hidden weapon, throwing a spear in the posture of throwing a dart, I'm afraid it can only pierce one's own foot.

However, as a magician, Yinchen did this, and he did it, because he was a mage, so he could be so nonsense, and this reason was really domineering.

The three god-killing spears carried a huge kinetic energy, directly penetrating the poor male disciple and the three unlucky people behind him, the original dozen people fell in less than ten seconds, and at this time, the remaining disciples of the Demon Power Pavilion of less than ten people had no hope of survival in their hearts.

"God-killing spear. The sound of Silver Dust's incantation was still in place, and the person had already appeared in the corner of the main hall. Before his form could fully recover from his teleportation illusory state, his magic exploded again.

"Zero Style, True Red Butterfly Dance!" "Silver Dust waved his hands with the secret weapon technique recorded in the "Soul Condensation Dafa", and a series of flashing red lights burst out from the tips of his ten fingers, and hundreds of mini small fireballs the size of iron lotus seeds flew out in a gorgeous posture like a goddess scattering flowers, at first glance, it was a magic weapon mastery "River Han Star Illusion" completed with a mini small fireball as a hidden weapon, and the dense secret weapon frenzy was really like the Nine Heavens Milky Way suddenly descending to mortal dust, unfolding a river of stars between Silver Dust's hands.

In the network of hidden weapons that are as brilliant as a galaxy, every small fireball drags a short flame tail, glowing with star-like light, such a mastery, not to mention an opponent of the same level, even an opponent whose realm is one or two times higher can easily be hit hard. The gorgeous galaxy is composed entirely of dense hidden weapons (in this case, fireballs), which are only more powerful than shotguns. This is one of the very few secret martial arts in the Demon Pavilion, which combines dazzling and killing intent, and is the same as divine skills.

If Silver Dust was really using the "River Han Star Illusion", even if it was a River Han Star Illusion that was cast with the smallest powerful small fireball as a hidden weapon, it could knock down half of the remaining Demon Wei Pavilion disciples, but the trick that Silver Dust performed combined with the range magic of the Holy Mage level was not just the River Han Star Illusion. It is powerful enough to burn all the enemies present to ashes along with it.

Each fireball swelled violently after flying a kilometer away, or grew rapidly, expanding to the point that fist-sized fireballs continued to deform and feather into butterflies. The Fire Butterfly, which burns with bright yellow flames all over its body, flickers its flaming wings and dances in mid-air, but it turns into a flaming hurricane due to its sheer number. It was like a catastrophic tide of butterflies, surging like a wave that surrounded all the disciples of the Demon Pavilion. Each butterfly bypassed the hidden weapons and winds that the disciples fired indiscriminately, broke through their protective shields, landed lightly on them, and then quietly turned into flames and burned.

There was no explosion, not even a sound. The butterfly that landed on the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, silently turned into flames, burning quietly, quietly devouring their lives and screams. The fire burned so fiercely that even the walls of the main hall were blackened, and a choking gray-black smoke erupted from the tip of the flames, and the silver dust retreated again and again, and it was almost impossible to open your eyes. He hurriedly added a water curtain to himself, using the power of water to block the smoke from a foot around him, but in this way, the three layers of undercurrent demon shields on his body shattered at the same time.

The fire besieged the very center of the main hall, and all the disciples of the Demon Power Pavilion were inside, and none of them were able to escape.

"So this magic ...... Is it a fire-based blockade-type magic, similar to the Great Seal of the Forbidden Block?Isn't it attack magic?" Silver Dust stood in the corner of the main hall and carefully observed the characteristics of this new type of magic, he originally wanted to observe it carefully for a while, but suddenly he realized that he still needed the "True Gang Blood of the Same Sect", if he allowed the flames to burn like this, he was afraid that all he could get was ashes.

"Dead Blood Wind!" Silver Dust retreated away from the flames and smoke as he unleashed his dark magic to extract the essence blood of those Demon Pavilion's disciples, and in a short time, more than a dozen blood-colored crystal balls flew in front of him. With a wave of his hand, Silver Dust extinguished the flames with a Winter-Extinction - if the flames of the True Red Butterfly Dance were allowed to burn, the entire hall would be destroyed, and it might even cause a forest fire on the Quadrangular Cone Mountain.

After everything calmed down, Yinchen hurriedly threw a dozen blood-colored crystal balls into the pit, and then shouted "Blood pool!" and saw a gurgling sound coming from the bottom of the pit, as if a water pump was filling it with water.

Bright red blood slowly filled the entire round pit, and even overflowed a little. The hall was filled with the pungent smell of blood at the moment. Silver Dust crowned himself with the gods again, so that he was not spit out by the blood. He then busily fired bright red beams into the pool of blood, the magic that transforms blood in dark alchemy.

The pool of blood was still a pool of blood, and there was no vision of boiling, only the bright red blood reflected the light of the night pearl, emitting a shocking red light. Half of the small hall was shrouded in bloodlight, revealing a mad red. Silver Dust took a few steps back, quietly waiting, waiting for the mysterious mechanism in the hall to activate.

A green light shot out of nowhere, "scanned" the pool of blood, and then vanished.

Underfoot, the rumbling sound sounded again, like the beat of the ancient wilderness. The statue of the evil Buddha in the middle of the main hall slowly parted to the two sides with a low and shocking rumble in the drums of war. It split evenly into two halves, the rift as flat as a mirror, and moved half a foot to the left and the right.

Yes, only half a foot.

It looks like the agency construction project has cut corners.

The rumbling sound gradually weakened, and the hall fell silent again. The large round pit with a diameter of one foot disappeared completely, and the offering table and futon reappeared in front of me. The pool of blood has long since disappeared.

Silver Dust stepped forward and reached out to touch the futon, which was wet.

Obviously, these things all came up from the bottom of the pool of blood.

Silver Dust didn't hesitate any longer, and briskly ran over the offering table, towards the crack where the statue had cracked. The huge statue split into two halves, but only a crack no more than a foot wide was exposed, apparently only one person was allowed to pass through, and it really corresponded to the sentence "'half-open' Ziyuan Blood Prison Gate".

"That's too stingy, isn't it? if you're a fat man, you won't be able to get by!" Silver Dust gritted as he grabbed the edge of the cracked wall with both hands, and leaned slightly sideways to pass. (To be continued.) )