Liang Yunfeng looked back in horror, and could only see that the Demon Wei Pavilion disciple's body quickly collapsed, turning into a piece of mud. The bones of his whole body were completely removed, his square-headed and big-eared face turned into a fine flatbread, the eyeballs fell out from between the eyelids due to the sudden stretching of the eye sockets, and turned into two blood-red eyeballs like tassels, and the pressure in his body increased because of the accelerated beating of his heart, and on the puddle of soft mud body, purple-black blood vessels slowly protruded. The blood-red eyeballs swelled slightly, and the brain, squeezed by its own weight, turned into a thin cerebral plasma, which slowly flowed out of the seven orifices as the pressure in the blood vessels increased. Purple-black veins throbbed, slowly growing purple spikes, then bursting into dense bleeding spots, and then flowing into a pool of piercing red.

Liang Yunfeng watched this usually very well-behaved and obedient little brother turn into a ball of flesh and blood, he didn't dare to move, let alone rescue this person, he could only put on a starting move of the Demon Wei Pavilion at the moment, and frantically ran the "Revenant Soul Killing Dafa" that he had begged from Feng Lieshan, and he couldn't care about anything else at all.

The purple-black wind gushed out from his body, turning into a string of skeleton illusions in an instant, slowly rotating around him, and bursts of ghostly howls that disturbed the minds of others came from the illusory skeleton's mouth, turning into visible dark white sounds, relying on the concussive force of the sound waves to retreat the tumbling black clouds a little farther away. The cold sweat on Liang Yunfeng's head fell drop by drop, every bone in his body was trembling slightly, he gritted his teeth and persisted, the purple-black magic skill transformed into a large number of clouds and mist whistling and surrounded, he even surrounded the two Demon Power Pavilion disciples beside him, and the figures of the three people loomed in the purple-black smoke cloud.

"It's useless. A look of despair flashed in Liang Yunfeng's dark red pupils: "Bone Poison Cloud...... It is impossible to resist it...... "His face was already like a corpse that had been soaked in formalin for many years, without a trace of the color of a living person. He could clearly feel that a trace of cold and heavy aura was seeping into the skin and flesh through the pores of his body, through the meridians and blood circulation, slowly, step by step, attacking the bones.

"The poison is incorrigible. Liang Yunfeng knew this, so he used all his strength, out of the highest limit of cultivation he could reach, and ran the "Revenant Soul Killing Dafa" over and over again, using the purple-black vitality in his body to wrap the cold and heavy toxins, and move them to the dantian little by little to store them, as for whether this would shake the foundation of the divine skill, he couldn't think about it anymore.

"Once the toxin and the bone meet, it can immediately turn a piece of bone into pus, and then it is completely disabled! In this world, I have heard of the Nine Turns Life Renewal Pill, the elixir of the flesh and bones of the living and dead, but I have not heard of any magic medicine that can make the bones grow!" Liang Yunfeng struggled to support, and Shi Bai and Zhang Baisheng beside him also ran the Heaven Splitting Demon Skill and gritted their teeth and persisted, but everyone understood that it was impossible for them to win the bone transformation poison cloud that had covered the entire crossroads.

"No one can run the divine power continuously for more than an hour and a half!" Liang Yunfeng said in his heart, he felt the despair of dying, he gritted his teeth and insisted while praying for a miracle to all the gods and Buddhas in heaven and earth: "Thunder and lightning god! Fierce ghost god! Buddha! Sword King god! Daytime god! Night god! Please, please look at the face of the Demon Pavilion, for the face of Master Feng Lieshan, and for the face of the prince of the king, send down a miracle! Dispel these poisonous mist! Please!" You great gods who have been suffering from the incense of the imperial people for so many years! For the sake of the piles of incense money, please clean up this damn poisonous mist! Otherwise, we, the little shrimp on the rivers and lakes, will also die with the true prince who resists the northern kingdom! Please! For the sake of the imperial people giving you incense! Don't let the empire lose a member of the generals who dealt with the northern country! Don't let the northerners take advantage of this to get in! Otherwise, you won't have any incense to enjoy! I've heard that the people of the Northland only worship the Immortal Heaven!"

Liang Yunfeng could only take care of running the magic power to resist toxins and thinking nonsense now, the black poisonous demon cloud with blue fluorescence had already turned his vision into a tumbling chaos. I can't even see the person next to me.

Liang Yunfeng wouldn't even see that at a certain corner of the intersection, the silver-colored archmage was slowly showing his figure.

"The Bone Poison Cloud can not only corrode bones, but also magic enchantments. As the black-blue clouds rolled over the Archmage of the Diffuse Dao, the mage looked at the invisible enchantment and the soundproof enchantment that shattered one after another like glass, and stood up while thinking so.

"The spread of the poisonous cloud has reached the point where I can't sit still, if it goes on like this, not only me, but even the ten thousand sword hearts behind them will ......" The archmage let go of his hand, and the golden ball of light in his hand fell to the ground in a free fall, and exploded into a cross-shaped light array in the moment it was torn apart.

Combination Magic's Great Purification Technique + Golden Sun Cross Split Circle.

A golden light rose from the floor, illuminating the mage's figure. A golden storm swirled up from beneath his feet, holding up his silver robe and flying in the wind, like a dawn battle banner suddenly rising in the depths of the underworld. Silver Dust stood in the cross, completely unaffected by the black poison cloud, and a pair of silver sleeves suddenly bulged, spewing out patches of golden mist from the cuffs.

Special Magic Carrier, Golden Soul Mist.

These soul mist are directly connected to the Dawn Elemental God.

In the golden clouds, golden lightning shuttled back and forth, like countless slender demon snakes. Guided by the Demon Cave Slashing Fist, Silver Dust quickly threw a punch, and a huge circle of light blades turned into a golden storm, spreading along the path of the boxing, turning into a wind pressure equivalent to Pei Yuan's twelve-fold strength, blowing the golden soul mist and drifting towards Liang Yunfeng's location, where the bone poison cloud was the thickest. The moment the golden soul mist and the bone-turning poisonous cloud met, an astonishing red flame with a crackling explosion immediately erupted, as if two heavy hammers were striking each other, bursting out a series of sparks. The sparks were all red, and they fell to the ground like strong acid, and they could immediately burn out shallow pits of smoke. Silver Dust retracted his fist, and a golden ripple bloomed on his body, controlling the golden mist to rise slowly, enveloping the disciples of the Demon Pavilion, like a canopy.

In the golden soul mist, there is a thunder like divine might, it is not a great purification technique, it is a higher purification ability than any purification magic-

"Collapse the Heavens and Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword!"

The golden greatsword turned into a laser that destroyed all evil, shooting out from the center of the swirling clouds, blasting a hemispherical golden shockwave on the ground. The five people led by Liang Yunfeng were shocked and retreated, spitting blood, and all the divine skills on their bodies had already broken and dissipated. And the bone-turning poisonous clouds around them were completely dispelled at that moment, as if Li Ming had dispelled the night.

There is no need for the third magic, if the forbidden spell of the Ten Thousand Gods Thunder Sword cannot dispel the poisonous cloud, then these black poisonous gases are not poison, but curses.

The intersection is not wide, and there is light. The silver-colored archmage showed his body from the golden soul mist that had not yet dissipated, and his handsome and slightly soft face was really as holy as a god in the golden light that was clearly extinguished. In the wide sleeves, two golden soul mist slowly shrank, turning into the most essential holy light.

"You ......" Liang Yunfeng opened his mouth wide, and suddenly stopped his feet, fortunately, he just wanted to run over, and did not launch a staggered defense, and the magic power was poured into the soles of his feet, and he finally stopped. The five people behind him were a little slower, grabbed their feet, and slammed straight into Silver Dust's arms.

The silver-colored figure suddenly blurred, and then vanished. Liang Yunfeng relied on the delicate feeling of the fluctuations in the air around him, and suddenly turned his head to see the silver-colored man walking out of a strange purple door.

Without thinking, he reached out and pulled out the axe on his back, and almost instinctively whispered, slashing with a wave of his hand, and a purple-black streamer slashed through the standard semi-circular arc and slammed into a silver shield.

Shield magic?

There was no sound, no impact, Liang Yunfeng's axe was so eerily still, as if there were two completely different worlds between him and Silver Dust. The archmage put down the hand that was blocking in front of him, and the shield still existed, floating in the air very strangely, as if behind the silver translucent magic shield, an invisible cement wall was blocked, and no matter how hard Liang Yunfeng tried, he couldn't push the wall forward in the slightest.

Behind the coronation of the gods as thick as a tower shield, the silver-colored cuffs suddenly opened, and a black barrel protruded from it. Liang Yunfeng's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at the flesh and blood arm in shock, which was quickly covered with a layer of precision armor, he would not recognize it as an automatic re-entry device, an automatic bomb feeding device, a recoil absorption device and an infrared automatic aiming device. He wouldn't even notice the runes on the automatic bullet feeding device, which were the activation runes of every magic, and it was by relying on these runes infused with Chiyou's divine will that Silver Dust could turn the magic that originally needed to be chanted into an instantaneous barrage torrent.

The black barrel erupted with dark red fire at this moment, and the black heavy bullet screamed through the air, shattering into the flesh like peanut candy. At the moment when the muzzle of the gun erupted fire, Liang Yunfeng did his best to dodge and lie down, and Shi Bai and Zhang Baisheng beside him also dodged one after another, only the two Demon Power Pavilion disciples behind Liang Yunfeng were blocked by Liang Yunfeng, and they didn't notice anything wrong at the first time, so they reacted a beat slower. When a row of black heavy bombs fanned out, they only dodged sideways for a while, and they were hit one after another.

The heavy flick hit the body, and one after another shattered, bursting into countless black thin lines, as if the net of fate shrouded the two Demon Wei Pavilion disciples, and the black lines intertwined into a net at the same time, they also formed two mysterious magic circles, and the black light on the magic circle flashed, and then the two magic circles strangled into the bodies of the Demon Wei Pavilion disciples like black barbed wire.

At the same time, Silver Dust lowered his hand, and the black barrel of the gun turned into a poisonous cloud, black with a dark red hue of smoke vanished.

There were no wounds, no pain, as if nothing had happened. The magic shield that stood between Silver Dust and Liang Yunfeng also slowly shattered and disappeared, and the silver-colored hands stretched out of their sleeves, and a layer of dark blue sharp ice formed on them.

"Why? want to fight?" Silver Dust's voice hovered like a ghost, and a ghostly glow emanated from the icy claws that illuminated the underground walkway that had been dimmed by the extinguishing of the torches. Liang Yunfeng stared at the mage, as if he really wanted to confirm that he really only had Pei Yuan as a dual cultivator, but he was never able to do it. His pupils trembled violently, and behind the silver mage in his field of vision, in the darkness that could not be illuminated by blue light, there seemed to be endless evil spirits hovering all the time. Those evil spirits are the servants of the silver mage.

Liang Yunfeng deeply and clearly felt that among those dark shadows, there was a wave of arrogant and heavy power, which continued to converge on the mage in front of him, and at this moment, this silver-colored figure was almost completely integrated with the surrounding space. Liang Yunfeng felt that he was not facing a person, but facing it together with the world where this person was.

"I was slightly offended just now, and I ask my brother to forgive me. Liang Yunfeng immediately put on a smile that was not true or false, and Shi Shiran saluted. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard two soft noises behind him.

He hurriedly bricked his head, and watched in horror as the bodies of the two Demon Wei Pavilion disciples went limp and turned into a mass of skin and flesh @ blending. After those two disciples were hit by the black projectile, all the gangfeng in their bodies completely disappeared, and even the realm of divine power ceased to exist for the time being, and the toxins that they suppressed in their bodies with divine power exploded silently at that moment.

Dark magic?

Shi Bai quickly reached out and touched his back, Zhang Baisheng's face changed, and he retreated silently into the corner. Liang Yunfeng immediately used his divine skill, and he didn't have time to turn his head back, and with the golden silk poison needle hidden in his sleeve in his left hand, he slashed at the general direction of Yinchen.

However, in the next second, a terrifying storm struck from under the ribs.

Blue light occupies half of the field of vision, and the left body is completely numb. The wind brought about by "The Great Law of Soul Killing" suddenly strengthened, followed by a complete collapse. The ice began on the left side of the field of vision, exploding and spreading rapidly until it took over the entire field of vision, and then in the process of shattering, the wind mixed with endless sharp fragments blew from left to right, repeatedly scratching the skin and splashing the already cold blood.

Anti-Ghost Killing' Ice Spell

Liang Yunfeng fell to the ground. Shi Bai and Zhang Baisheng's movements stopped instantly, and at the end of a certain road at the crossroads, many torches were finally lit, as if to dispel the night of Li Ming, which was the advance team led by Zhao Lingyun.