The Dust Forgetting Machine is a genius in the Martial God Temple, if you want to be talented, if you want to fight the Holy Law, you will have the Holy Law of Fighting, how can it not be strong, fighting alone, Ling Yunfei is not his opponent no matter what, this is a huge gap in the realm. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, he also has defects, that is, his mind lacks tempering, he is not calm enough, he is easy to be impulsive, and so on.

Ling Yunfei grasped this defect of the enemy, used it infinitely, and seriously injured him after a series of calculations.

Now, the Dust Forgetting Machine is no match for Ling Yunfei and Youming's alliance.

"Whew...... Damn!I hate it!" Forget the dust machine's aggrieved desire to go crazy, let him have a thousand means, but at this moment he can't play it, and the depression makes him want to collapse.

It's totally being abused!

Ling Yunfei's body was like electricity, and all kinds of attacks were like a surging river.

Whenever the Dust Forgetter wants to fight back, a strange figure will appear, shattering its attack and even devouring its blood and qi unconsciously.

Feeling the feeling of 'exhaustion' getting worse and worse, the dust forgetner knew that if it continued like this, sooner or later it would be killed, and with a roar, he wanted to use the taboo hole cards.

His face instantly turned red like fire, and a hot breath greeted him.

"Stop!" Seeing this scene, Bai Xinruo's face changed greatly, and he came to the middle of the three of them in a flash, and casually threw a fifth-order spell to force the two of them back.

Then he waved his hand and took out a zither.

This zither is more than five feet long, in the shape of a dragon, antique, and it is engraved with mysterious purple lines, like the mark of the gods. But the strange thing is that there are no strings on this zither, or there are no strings at all.

Pure heart lock dragon qin!

Ling Yunfei's face was full of solemnity, he had a relationship with this zither.

This is a treasure beyond the realm of weapons, it is said to have been passed down from the Radiant Source Continent, and the twenty-one strings are made of dragon tendons, but only its owner can see it.

Only those who are recognized by it can exert their power, in other words, it chooses people, not people. In other words, even if someone kills Bai Xinruo, it is impossible to gain the approval of this zither, and it may even break through the sky to find its next owner.

It is said that those who have been recognized by it will have the opportunity to obtain the inheritance of the previous owner, which is simply an amazing thing.

Ling Yunfei had seen it in the treasure vault of the Sun Empire, and was forcibly sealed by the Ling family's old antiques by supreme means, but he didn't expect that after ten thousand years, it actually fell into Bai Xinruo's hands.

After taking out the Qingxin Dragon Qin, Bai Xinruo plucked the "strings", no one heard the repertoire she played, or she didn't want everyone to hear it, she could only see runes one after another, like a dragon snake, shot around the dust forgetting machine, forming an enchantment, smooth and flowing, and you can faintly see the dragon snake spreading, deducing a very mysterious thing.

And the breath of the dust forgetting machine gradually calmed down at this moment, and finally this enchantment slowly merged into his body, and at this moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his expression returned to calm.

"I can't imagine that Bai Xinruo is actually a winter qinist, and his death talent is extremely high, I'm afraid he has begun to condense the law!" Ling Yunfei couldn't help but mutter.

Relatively speaking, the Winter Lyreist is a relatively rare profession consisting of three talents: Ironwall, Death, and Bard.

Judging from the repertoire she played just now, she had already begun to condense the law! Every mage, breaking through from the sixth order to the seventh order, must condense at least one law.

What is the law, is the truth, the rules, the law. Beyond the scope of power, it can be said to be a qualitative change.

From this point of view, if Bai Xin is worthy of being able to kill ordinary seventh-order cultivators, there is an ancient treasure to find the dragon qin, and the law is condensed, it is strange if it is not strong.

"It's us who are wrong, the key now is to go to the Lake of Silence, and put aside the other grievances first, how about it?" Putting away the zither, Bai Xinruo looked at Ling Yunfei, which was a compromise!

The dust forgetner also regained his composure at this time and didn't say anything.

As the saying goes, if he doesn't stretch out his hand and don't hit the smiling person, Ling Yunfei naturally won't be able to make another move, and after seeing Bai Xinruo's strength, even if he fights, he won't be able to get the slightest benefit, after all, the monks of the other three forces are still eyeing him from the sidelines.

The persecution of Ling Yunfei was over, and everyone continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

With Youming's existence as a servant, no one dared to underestimate Ling Yunfei anymore, and even treat him as a monk of the same realm.

It's just that Ichelnayeh's mood at the moment is still unknown!

After passing through the dense forest, the lake of silence came into view. At first glance, this is a cold pool in the shape of a skull, and there is a barren area within a mile around it, there is not a single life, and even the earth is gray-white, as if the ashes are paved.

Walking on it, there is a strange sound under my feet, as strange as the laughter of evil spirits, which is creepy.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was at least in the spiritual realm of the princely realm, I am afraid that I would have been scared to pee my pants.

When they came to the lake of silence, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill, and their hearts rose. The cold pool is bottomless, and no matter how strong the wind is outside, it will not make any waves. Even if a piece of goose feather is thrown into it, it will not float, but will just fall silent.

If you sense it carefully, you will see that there are faint black shadows shuttling in the pool, giving people a feeling of ghostly shadows, and from time to time there are purple rays that flash away.

"Now that we're here, even if it's Longtan Tiger's Den, we're going to break through!" the blood wolf smiled suspiciously, then took out the cursed wolf tooth and took the lead in leading people to jump off the lake.

After all, he is not a cultivator of the human realm, he has no domain, and he cannot absorb the energy of heaven and earth from the outside world for normal physiological functions. Everyone still needs to breathe, although they have reached a certain level of cultivation, they can "hold their breath and concentrate" for a long time, but their combat power must be greatly reduced, and the cursed items they obtained before can solve this difficulty, and can form a dark light mask for people to breathe normally, but it does not affect the battle too much.

With the Blood Wolf taking the lead, everyone else went into the water one after another, and the speed of the dive was fast at first, but then it became slower and slower.

Everyone sensed the tremendous pressure coming from the lake, and when they looked up, the light became weaker and weaker, and at last, there was a sudden darkness in front of them.

"Ahh

Everyone followed the voice, and saw that the voice came from the blood wolf mercenary group, accompanied by a flash of purple lightning, and a frightened face could be seen, looking at a huge ogre fish in front of him in fear.

Everyone's hearts were tightly gripped, and in this deep lake where no fingers could be reached, there were many ogres around, and they could strike a fatal blow at any time.