"Sandstorm?" Silver Dust whispered uncertainly, a small half of the giant scorpion under his body was already buried in the sand.

The concentration of dust in the air increased explosively, and Silver Dust coughed violently, and he felt that he was about to suffer from pneumoconiosis, and then suffocated to death. He stretched out his hand, in vain, almost instinctively, with his fingers open. In the midst of the strong winds and turbulence that gradually raged, they tried to prop up a barrier of ice, and used solid water to resist the irritable sand. However, he couldn't sense any drops of water in the air around him at this time, but he could sense the wind and light around him very clearly.

The sky was slowly darkening, and Silver Dust sensed that the activity of the light elements around him was slowly decreasing, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking that his mage dream was really persistent, obviously he had lost the source of magic, lost his mystical power, lost the spell position of knowing the sea, and could sense the elements in the air, but what was the use of sensing these elements? They would not listen directly to their own thoughts-

As soon as he fantasized that he could gather the light and turn it into a guardian enchantment, endless points of light erupted around him, and those tiny points of light were filled with divine will, and golden holy light burst out from the tiny points of light and weaved into cages, cocoons, and enchantments.

"Elemental Guardian Enchantment!"

The transparent golden ball of light swelled suddenly, completely enveloping the space within a radius of ten meters, at least enveloping the silver dust and most of the scorpions under the body, and in the next second, the ball of light suddenly swelled to a hundred meters away along the silver dust's thoughts, enveloping most of the scorpion group.

Wind stops.

The concentration of dust in the air has dropped off a cliff, and the sand and dust, which can obviously cause disease, has also been treated as a toxin by the barrier, and it has been ruthlessly purified and disappeared. Silver Dust stared blankly at the scene in front of him, watched the dusky slowly turn into a dead night, watched the tornado storm outside the enchantment raging chaotically, watched the inside of the enchantment as quiet as a paradise, and watched the scorpions slowly and methodically burrow out of the sand, waving their pincers at the natural disaster, and the cows were full of faces.

No, the magician's brain is down at this time.

He felt that it was impossible for him to believe the scene in front of him, but his body instinctively believed the scene in front of him and wanted to celebrate. He knew with his ass that he was still a magician, and magic had never gone away, but at this time, he was completely frightened by the way he used magic, and even more frightened by the magic he had summoned.

"It's a forbidden spell, isn't it?!" his voice was especially loud in the quiet barrier, like the last cry of a lonely, dying frog. Silver Dust knows very well that the magic that can fight against the disasters of nature is called atmospheric environment alteration forbidden magic, or forbidden spell for short.

This kind of magic can permanently change the natural environment of an area, and can also cancel out any meteorological or geological disasters in an instant, but then it has no ability to permanently change the natural environment.

Silver Dust knew that the storm outside the enchantment, the power of a single round and the eighty forbidden spells added together were no different, and the fury of nature was something that even the Heavenly Rank Mages did not dare to force.

However, he used a very ordinary enchantment that can be played very easily by light magic apprentices, and actually blocked the storm?!

"How is this possible!"

Silver Dust screamed sadly, he had long known that the Isholmen sacrificial robe on his body was just an ordinary robe, not a single inlaid crystal, and he still expected any special magic amplification effect? Not to mention that even Gabriel, there was absolutely no enchantment process that could turn an ordinary robe into a forbidden spell amplification robe - forbidden spell magic is about rules, not by stacking the upper limit of magic power and spell strength.

At this time, Silver Dust is a belief that makes the enchantment have rules.

This is the standard of a god-level mage!

"How is this possible!" he shouted again, but it was useless, in the midst of the great storm, the enchantment was immovable, and Silver Dust knew that if it was an ordinary enchantment, it would have been shattered by now.

He suddenly remembered the hard-shelled scorpions sitting under his buttocks, these scorpions should eat meat, and in such a dry Gobi, the guys who can survive and grow so big are by no means picky eaters, and they will not give up human flesh, a food with very high nutritional value.

"So that means that my instinctive act of escaping death has triggered the rules so that these guys are not willing to deal with me, and even willing to help me?" "Silver Dust knows that he is not a prince of grace, and he can't speak scorpions, so he can't communicate with these huge guys, and if he has some kind of aura on him, even if it's a temporary god aura, then like the legendary mage named Gandalf in Gabroyle's legend, he has the passive ability to make animals submit.

Considering the scorpion's behavior and his enchantment's ability to resist forbidden spells, Silver Dust had to re-examine his own condition.

"Gods don't have spell bits, words follow the law, and the elements convey divine will. After all, the essence of magic is the element, the essence of the element is the rule, the essence of the rule is the divine will, and the essence of the divine will is the original of the world - the god itself, unless he decides to incarnate the world, is an internally opaque individual, the god stands in the center of the world, controls the world, and the world controlled by him is called his divine kingdom. Silverdust thought back to some of the texts he had seen in Gabroyle, and compared it to himself, he couldn't help but believe the horrible conclusion more and more. Before him, he already had some of the soft power of the Law God-

"I was sleeping before!" Silver Dust hung his head in despair, finally discovering the truth here, but no matter how hard he pinched himself now, he couldn't wake up.

He knew that he was trapped in a dream, and it was a dream similar to the inheritance of ghosts and gods, and he would not wake up until a certain critical moment, but the problem was that this time was completely different from that time, he did not feel that he was playing any other person, nor did he feel that he was being pushed by some force, and all his actions at this time were derived from his own judgment of the situation. He was left alone, without any hint except for the raging storm, the hunger that crept up his stomach.

"Do gods also be hungry?" he smiled self-deprecatingly, he had long known that the so-called Dharma God was just a strong man who gathered the rules of his own perception into divine will, and after all, he was still a magician, not to mention the physiological needs of hunger and thirst, and some Dharma gods could even be dried up by a glass of poisoned wine. At this time, Silver Dust was trapped in the barrier he had launched, and there was nothing else to do but sit cross-legged and summon some bread.

He couldn't summon water.

For the first time, he found himself unable to summon water, not a drop.

"Something is wrong!" Yinchen just sat down cross-legged, and quickly stood up again, the pure white figure showed a lonely coldness on the back of the blood-red scorpion, he closed his eyes, and emitted his divine thoughts to the maximum, and then, he was extremely shocked to find that there was not a drop of water in this air at all, and not even a single water element could be found!

The dryness of the Gobi Desert is simply terrifying.

Silver Dust was a little flustered, and a god-level mage without water would also turn into a dry corpse in seconds, he suddenly turned over and jumped off the scorpion's back, reached out and grabbed a handful of sand, and the Chi You Wan Transformation Technique exploded uncontrollably at this moment, and the scorpion behind him let out a fierce scream and rumbled backwards, and under the feet of Silver Dust, a small pool slowly appeared.

"Saved. Silver Dust plunged headlong into the pool, but immediately, the water he summoned quickly turned black.

Silver Dust felt a numbness and tingling sensation in his body, and he quickly jumped out of the water, watching as the puddle of water at his feet quickly turned into a dark green pool of poison.

Unconvinced, Silver Dust grabbed a handful of sand again and threw it into the air, and that handful of sand turned into a very corrosive acid in the air. Silver Dust was so frightened that he hurriedly set up a magic shield to block it, but as soon as he raised his hand, an explosive wind erupted from between his fingers, and the acid was blown into the distance with a bang.

"The Chosen One, you have already obtained the Divine Seat of the Wind, why do you abandon it?!" At this time, there was a sudden sound of thunder in the sky, and the roaring thunder was mixed with a lady's question. Silver Dust recognized the voice, it was the legendary "Supreme Goddess" who sang ballads during the successive heavenly changes.

Many days later, Silver Dust learned that it was the mother of Thor, the [World Will] of the Gangfeng Universe itself.

"Wind?" Yinchen exclaimed, raised his hand, and saw the red and blue light spinning in the palm of his primary color, the frost and fire hedged, and merged into a storm, a powerful Gang wind beyond his imagination swirled, surrounding his hand, turning into a circle of silver and bright wind blades, Silver Dust clenched his fist with one hand, and swung out the Demon Cry Slash, and the fist beyond the speed of sound exploded, turning into a straight line, almost as terrible as the Yuan Ying master's full blow.

"Gangfeng?!" Yinchen's voice was full of excitement, and there was a lot of regret that broke apart: "If you could get such a Gangfeng ten years ago, no, as long as you can get this tenth, everything may be different-"

"The result will not be different, because when you get the Gangfeng, the power of the whole world is also transformed from wind to water. You are always present as another attribute of the balanced world. "In the winds outside the barrier, thunder rumbled, like millions of bombs exploding above the gray-yellow clouds. Listening to the voice, Yinchen not only wondered: "Another attribute?

"Your attribute is [Element] and the attribute of the world is [Form], the element is difficult to control but the form is easy to obtain, so your path is destined to be difficult from the beginning......"

"It's just a reinterpretation of the rules of the elements...... What's more, the rules of water, fire and wind synthesis have not changed, so what is difficult or not?"

"It's not the rules that are difficult, it's the action and comprehension, the world itself doesn't give you much time......" The thunder suddenly stopped at this moment, and the wind in the air froze all of a sudden.

The blues rise from beneath your feet. Silver Dust immediately shot out a blue rune, but the blue light that could be controlled was very limited, and he could only barely reach the realm of returning to the void, but what he had to face was a force of extreme strength and absolute evil that made him tremble.

The giant scorpion behind him let out a final scream, and then the whole thing turned into crystal, like the curse of Farusi that Silver Dust had used, Silver Dust didn't look back, he didn't have any extra energy to care about the life or death of these friendly scorpions at this time, what he had to face now was the powerful presence outside the barrier, which turned the wind into a statue.

In the next second, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the air inside the barrier, a certain kind of shock wave that had been regular became irregular, and the invisible heavens in the heavens and on the ground suddenly appeared, turning into white bands that interlaced into a net, and then broke one by one, and Silver Dust felt that the rules of heaven he had formulated were being destroyed by an unknown terrible force.

Red and blue flames erupted from his palms, trying to maintain such a celestial rule, so as not to enter the enemy's heavenly side and be slaughtered, but when his will condensed, ready to mobilize the surrounding elements that could still be controlled to form the celestial rule again, and stubbornly resisted, a large amount of wind first appeared in his palm.

The wind turned into a long transparent knife, and with a simple swing of his claw, it shattered his own barrier, and at the same time cut a large wound in the ice mist of death that gradually rose around him. The wind and water converged into thunder, and at the moment when the storm cut through the cold fog, the power of thunder and lightning gathered from the dim void around it, and blessed the body, like a war qi.

Gather the power of wind and thunder, and derive the rules of water and fire. The wind and thunder in Yinchen's hands actually became his only guarantee to maintain the rules of heaven.

Silver Dust frantically waved its claws around, and in the raging wind, pure blue lightning fell from the sky, splitting the ice field under his feet, but countless ice swords flew out silently from the cracks under his feet, turning like a swarm of missiles, stabbing at Silver Dust.

"Isaac's spear!" Silver Dust knew that he couldn't defend with an ice shield at this time, and the opponent who had not yet shown his face had far more control over the ice than himself, and the condensed ice sword would definitely be able to easily break through his own ice defense-

The spear shot into the jungle of the ice sword, and the silver dust trembled on his shoulder, and the tiger's mouth immediately cracked, and the ice spear came out of his hand, but he relied on the gang wind that his mind gathered together, like an invisible steel knife, and even with a click like a big dimensional slash, the entire ice blade was chopped.

The cold mist rose, and the silver dust summoned a violent wind, and the wind swept the blue clouds and immediately turned into a powerful blizzard, roaring and blowing away the solidified sandstorm.

The sky outside the sandstorm is an upside-down, boundless ice field.

Silver Dust's pupils shrank sharply, and what frightened him inexplicably was not the upside-down icy continent, but the enemy he was about to face, that enemy was a kilometer away, but it was also a kilometer tall.

The enemy looked like a monk, but the blurred face gave people the impression of a face, and under the dim blue light around him, as faint as the night, Silver Dust could not see his expression, but he could feel the monk's expression, quite crazy, as if in some kind of orgasmic state.

"Korea!!" The thousand-meter-tall monk let out an excited and crazy roar, and the two arms, which were completely composed of cold ice, actually hit the silver dust in a posture like a cold mist and remnant sun. At this moment, the silver dust blessed the heart, and both hands stretched forward at the same time, and endless fireballs erupted from the palms.

"Nuclear Explosion Fireball!"

The golden-orange fireball roared and dispersed, like a torrential rain of nuclear rockets, fearlessly facing the two fists that came at the blast, and the pair of icy iron fists were hit by the fireball when they were still hundreds of meters away from the silver dust, and exploded into orange-red mushroom clouds.

The flames turned into spherical whirlpools, roaring and slashing and raging on the ice, but the ice did not retreat, and the endless wind and snow whistled to blow the flames away—

"Burning Hell!"

The lava erupted above the earth, and under the sky, a red dawn bloomed, and the sky, which was originally shrouded by the inverted ice field, instantly became the symbol of Pepsi, and the land, which was originally frozen as a wasteland of death, roared with a red and blue hedge.

The lava condensed into a fiery dragon and soared into the sky, and the cold rain froze into ice and ran across the land. At the same time that the thousand-meter-tall monk waved a set of Arhat fists, eight arms were instantly condensed, attacking in turn, and the good Arhat fists were also summoned by him to be full of evil spirits. The pure white magician's body spread, and instantly soared into the sky, waving all the magic skills he had learned in the sky, the wind turned into fist skills, the fire turned into palm techniques, the wind and fire swirled against each other, but together they turned into a red stream of bombardment ice, the wind and fire passed, the ice retreated, but the endless cold ice kept coming.

Finally, in a style of Arhat Fist, eight arms punched at the same time, and the icy frenzy was like a solid torrent running on the ground, clattering and roaring towards the magician, and the magician waved a palm in a dashing manner, and a storm blew the flames, igniting the sky and pouring down into a frenzy of flames.

The ice was from the bottom up, the flames were from the top down, the two forces collided violently five hundred meters in front of the silver dust, the red sky, the blue earth, the red and blue symphony of destruction, at this moment, swirled into an eternal hedge.

Fire and water are incompatible.

The cold current condensed, the flames erupted, the martial arts mixed with ice and water carried the regular power of solidification and petrification, and the magic combined with wind and fire, with the special rules of explosion and burning, the two forces were infused with different divine consciousnesses, and at this moment they evolved into the most primitive red and blue surges.

Crimson and pale blue, eternal in this moment.

Fire and ice were extinguished at this moment.

Wind and petrification face off in this moment.

The final explosion turned into a shattered white light, which exploded at this moment, completely engulfing the silver dust and the thousands of meters of monks, the earth and the sky.

The moment the white light completely obscured the field of vision, all I heard was the sound of glass breaking.

It was the sound of the world collapsing, it was the sound of dreams shattering, and when that sound sounded, Silver Dust suddenly opened his eyes and saw the wind blowing in from the window, splitting directly into water and fire around him.

"Wind—?" Silver Dust raised his silver-colored right hand and gently grabbed the wind from nature.