"These ...... Demons! I have come up with a vicious kung fu that makes people sick! Sure enough, as Master said, ********, ********, these bastards are simply rats! Plague will spread wherever they go!" The girl thought resentfully, and her running pace slowed down, even if she was a master of the righteous path, she could not have much strength and agility in the case of a cold or flu.

The ice and fire that surrounded her slowly fell silent. Silver Dust stood behind the girl, looking at her back with disdain.

The girl's colored robe had turned into a strip of cyan cloth at this time, and it was wrapped around her like a scorched cloth that had been cut casually. Under the moonlight, the girl's back was revealed, not a soft flesh color, but a cold bronze color.

A small bronze cuirass, a little deformed by her somewhat poor size. The bronze breastplate flashed with a layer of the same color of glory, blocking the terrifying power of the cycle of ice and fire from a foot away from the girl's body, and that hazy light, so that any monk could see it, would only arouse greed and despair.

The silver dust of the "Middle-grade Treasure ......" who practiced the "Remnant Soul Sutra" hard, naturally had a certain understanding of all kinds of refining knowledge, and from the color and texture, he could see the rank and grade of a treasure, and also knew that a treasure with rank was among the monks of the same realm, which was a real decisive and even overwhelming advantage. The treasure weapon overwhelms the ordinary blade, the spirit weapon overpowers the treasure weapon, the mysterious weapon overpowers the spiritual weapon, and the legendary light weapon overpowers the mysterious weapon, becoming the real treasure of the town faction, as for the holy weapon that can not be obtained, that is, a birth, the world is shocked by the situation, the inheritance of the holy weapon, the change of ownership and even the movement, all affect the country's luck, the rise and fall of the world, the great number of fate, the great opportunity and the great terror.

This treasure weapon on the girl's body, although it is only a medium grade, the grade is not high, but it can also defend against the ice and fire realm of silver dust, plus her own strength, into the body eightfold, such a combination can be said to be invincible in the realm of entering the body, unless, there is a person here who can have the strength of the qi transformation period or have a spiritual weapon, otherwise it is impossible to break through her defense, and there is no way to really hurt her.

Yinchen knew that the divine weapons of this monk world were divided into five levels: treasures, spiritual weapons, mysterious weapons, light weapons, and holy weapons, and each rank was divided into four grades: lower grade, middle grade, upper grade and treasure. Under the treasure, there is also a name for a white weapon, that is, an ordinary weapon armor like a hundred refined steel swords, and the goods on the Black Feather Army are all white weapons, which cannot be attributed to the divine weapons at all, and above the holy weapon, there is also the title of an artifact, and there are immortal weapons above the artifact, both of which are impossible to appear in the world, because in the myths and legends of this world, every star in the sky is an artifact, the sun that brings light and hope to the world, and the moon that brings night and peace to the world, are the only two immortal weapons left。 The rest are on the other side of the "shattered void". People in the world, no matter how profound their cultivation is, will never fantasize about getting an artifact, let alone an immortal artifact.

Yinchen himself thought so, although his immortal song has the word "immortal", but the real rank, it is estimated that it is only a treasure holy weapon, or a treasure magic weapon, calm down and think about it, he feels that he is also quite ridiculous, he is a second-level magic master, why does he have the ability to refine the super divine weapons of the ancient evil Luo Hai City, those things like the "Xuanyuan Sword"? Those guys, each of them is a treasure immortal weapon-level goods, can appear in the world? This is even more ridiculous than the elders of the Demon Wei Pavilion who created a nuclear fusion reactor!

Silver Dust shook his head with a wry smile, leaving his messy thoughts behind and concentrating on the treasure in front of him. He knew that in a battle of the same level, a single treasure weapon could overwhelm all the Gang Feng and Sword Qi, because the Gang Wind emitted by the monks with their own strength was the most powerful as a carbon steel blade, and it was impossible to leave traces on a treasure weapon with a forbidden and huge amount of "Yuan Qi". As a mage, Yinchen has always believed that the spells and runes in his hands are the most powerful weapons of time, and he is disdainful of foreign objects, especially weapons and armor, so when Yinchen saw the treasure breastplate on the girl's body, his expression showed deep disdain.

As a master who dedicates his life and soul to spells and runes, he firmly believes that his magic can destroy everything in the world, including the bronze armor in front of him.

"It's been a long time, it turns out that it's been supported for so long by relying on a piece of armor, so I said, with you, a guy who has entered the body of the eightfold, can survive under my trick?" Yinchen's cold and immature voice came from behind to the girl's ears, and between the words, it was full of irony.

"You demons and demons, your own cultivation is low, and you are just relying on such and such side doors to be strong for a while. Do you think this girl can't see that you actually only have the realm of entering the body? You scum, in normal times, this girl can deal with ten!" The girl turned around slowly, her cold words with a hint of crying, and Silver Dust knew that it was a thick nasal voice after catching a cold.

"Keep saying that I am an evil demon, who am I recruiting to provoke whom!" Yinchen's voice finally carried an impatient anger, he felt that he had not offended anyone in the righteous path, and even except for a master of Xuanzhi, he no longer knew any people in the righteous path, why should he sleep peacefully in the room, and he would invite a killing disaster? He couldn't figure it out, so naturally he had a lot of resentment, and his tone was quite impulsive.

"Hmph! You're quite aggrieved, don't talk about it, just lock it up! What are you doing when you Mowei Pavilion kidnap so many good people for no reason? This girl will know what evil things you are doing when you guess! Say! Where have those innocent people been taken by you? Come out, this girl can spare your life!"

The girl scolded in a thick nasal voice, trying to make her words sound righteous and awe-inspiring, even though her voice sounded very childish and joyful at this time. Of course, Yinchen knows that the dispute between good and evil is, in the final analysis, a conflict of interests, where is the sentence "spare your dog's life" can eliminate grievances? The two ways of good and evil have been opposed for thousands of years, and the fighting is continuous, among which the mother has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and where can two people say clearly.

It stands to reason that such a naïve persuasion could not have touched Yinchen's hard mage's heart, but the girl's unintentional words made Yinchen suddenly wake up.

"yes, I almost forgot about it. Silver Dust rarely put away the killing intent of his whole body in front of the enemy, causing an inexplicable surprise to flash in the girl's eyes. "A child is a child, so easy to deceive?" the girl thought to herself, unconsciously relaxed her vigilance, she even forgot her original judgment, and regarded Yinchen as a real child, not the abominable demon who peeled the skin of a child and practiced evil magic in her mind.

However, Yinchen's next sentence shattered the joy and confidence she had built up in her heart.

"I forgot that I myself was actually one of those captives, otherwise why would I want to learn some alchemy method?" Silver Dust lowered his head, his eyes off his enemies (or prey), and landed on the moonlit bleached dirt: "It's not for the so-called survival ......"

"You liar!" the girl's voice came mercilessly: "Those captive people will not put on evil robes and sleep in the disciple's room of the Demon Pavilion, just like you!

"Yes, I'm a member of the Demon Pavilion now, but I'm not here to live? If I don't become their disciple, I'll probably be executed like those ordinary people, right? Who knows? Anyway, I don't want to be a prisoner of others. Silver Dust raised his head to look at the girl in front of him, his silver eyes full of honesty.

"Are you serious?" The girl's cold words were tinged with a hint of wavering, but they were quickly overshadowed by firm hostility: "Come on, you are a guy who peels your skin and practices sorcery, don't come here to pretend to be innocent!" she said coldly, and then restarted her stance.