"Poof!"

Hai Wei spurted out a mouthful of black blood, splashed on his legs, and dripped down.

Jin Rui slowly stepped out of the darkness, with an inherent smirk in his mouth, blood gushing from his abdomen, and blood kept coming out of his nose and mouth.

Said coldly: "Mirror transformation, piercing blood thorns!"

"Who are you?"

From Hai Wei just touching the acquired sect master, the mirror image displayed was transformed, and Jin Rui recognized at a glance that it was the mark of the blood thorn.

In the last battle last year, when the last line of defense was stabbing blood, he also touched the threshold of the Baodan realm at the last moment, and the realm shown was also this blood thorn.

Hai Wei definitely has a lot to do with blood piercing.

Hai Wei closed his eyes tightly, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and he hissed, "My ...... Brother!"

Jin Rui's qi machine firmly locked Hai Wei, adjusted the frequency of his heartbeat, and slowly suppressed blood circulation to a normal level.

Rao is like this, waves of reverse blood are still rolling, and the internal organs in the body are stirring endlessly, and the pain is unbearable.

Hold your breath.

Standing behind Hai Wei, he said coldly: "What does the blood skeleton have to do with the blood thorn?"

"I don't know!"

Jin Rui's murderous aura filled the sky, and the coercion he exuded directly enveloped Hai Wei, and the two murderous qi pierced Hai Wei's brain.

In an instant, Hai Wei's true qi that had just been mixed was completely dispersed by Jin Rui.

At this time, Haiwei sprayed more blood, coughing constantly, spitting out more than a dozen blood clots the size of soybeans.

"You...... Is it a disciple of the Dao Sect?"

Jin Rui didn't answer Hai Wei's question, and said coldly: "Piercing Blood got a machine, where is the machine now?"

Hai Wei was stunned for a moment, and hissed: "Weaving Machine!?"

Jin Rui's eyes moved, and he said in a deep voice: "Say!"

Haiwei nodded: "The Heaven-Weaving Machine is our ancestral inheritance...... After being taken away by Kublai Khan, when Marco Polo came, he was very interested in the sky weaving machine......"

Later, Kublai Khan married the Mongolian princess Kuokuozhen to Persia, and the Weaving Machine was also given to Kuokuozhen as a dowry. ”

"We've been looking for the Loom all these years, and we've searched all over Persia and haven't found it. ”

"We dug up a lot of tombs in Persia to find a clue that it was Marco Polo who quietly brought the loom back to Europe......"

"We searched for a long time, and it wasn't until 30 years ago that we found a large tomb in Belgrade. ”

Jin Rui recalled what he had said when he met the group of people from the Assassin Alliance, and finally understood the origin of the Sky Weaving Machine.

In the ancient tombs found in Belgrade, there are also frescoes of the Celestial Weaving Machine.

Is the Weaving Machine from China or a foreigner?

"When we were digging the grave, we met a group of Assassins who suffered heavy casualties and were ultimately defeated, with only one part to be obtained. ”

Jin Rui asked quietly, "Where is the thing?"

Hai Wei coughed and hissed, "At my brother's disciples." ”

"What's his name?"

"Qin Wei!"

Jin Rui was shocked.

Holding his breath, he said coldly: "The heir of the Jieling Sect, Qin Wei." Isn't that right?"

Hai Wei looked back at Jin Rui, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

"You ......"

Jin Rui smiled coldly: "You and the blood piercing are the true descendants of the Jieling faction, right?"

Hai Wei nodded and covered his chest.

"Your brother's blood is just for the sake of weaving the heavens, so he formed a gang and prepared to destroy the world. Isn't it?"

Hai Wei looked at Jin Rui sideways, coughing up blood, and said in a trembling voice: "I know who you are." ”

"The mysterious people who besieged my brother last year are your ......"

Jin Rui's hand should be on Haiwei's skull, indifferent, deep in his eyes, and the killing intent rises.

"Where's the armillary machine?"

Hai Wei said lightly: "Can you tell me, who are you?"

"What is the use of the Sky Weaver and the Armillary Machine?"

Jin Rui did not answer this question.

Hai Wei breathed a sigh of relief, tried to calm the scattered true qi in his body, and hissed, "That's evil, eternal darkness. ”

"As long as the Heavenly Weaver and the Armillary Machine are combined, the whole world will ...... Destruction!"

Jin Rui asked in a deep voice, "Where is the armillary machine?"

Hai Wei shook his head: "No one knows." ”

Jin Rui put his five fingers on Haiwei's head, and said coldly: "You are a great grandmaster, rare in the world." It's a shame to kill you. ”

"But, you, must die. ”

"Because, you, are a blood-piercing thorn!"

Hai Wei raised his head and looked at Jin Rui, revealing a bleak smile and a low breath.

"You...... Exactly...... Who?"

Haiwei couldn't imagine that he would be defeated by Jin Rui, but he could clearly feel Jin Rui's killing intent towards him.

Now he is still Jin Rui's opponent.

With his eyes closed, he said slowly.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Let me ...... Die...... ...... White ......"

Jin Rui attached himself to Hai Wei's ear and said softly: "If you want to destroy the world, I will kill you all." ”

After speaking, the endless magic power was exhausted, and Hai Wei's head was instantly pinched and exploded.

Lift Haiwei's body and grab it in the air!

Flesh and blood are blurred, and fragments are everywhere.

A huge wave hit, and in a second the ground was clean.

A generation of great masters!

So what!

There are no dead bodies!

At noon the next day, Jin Rui and his entourage of nine people had arrived in the capital of the Buddha Kingdom.

Last night's upheaval didn't affect the mood of the group in the slightest.

After the rest of the catastrophe, when the bloody Jin Rui appeared in front of the five girls, the little girl and Zeng Keke were the first to throw themselves into Jin Rui's arms and cry loudly.

Lin Zitong and Qiao Qiao quietly walked behind Jin Rui, quietly leaning on Jin Rui's back, tears raining down.

Only Lan Jingyi stood there in a daze, afraid of the restraint in her heart when she wanted to step forward, tears couldn't help but roll, but she didn't dare to flow out.

It's a pity that Li Shuli's third ancestor has long been out of news, and he doesn't know where he went.

Jin Rui didn't care, this kid kept it and cleaned it up slowly.

In a great battle last night, the Great Grandmaster was beaten into a pig's head by Jin Rui's melee combat.

If he hadn't known about Hai Wei's relationship with the Blood Thorn, Jin Ruishu would definitely not have killed Hai Wei.

That's the Great Grandmaster!

The old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years, but his heart is in China when he is abroad.

But kill it, then kill it!

Playing melee with your brother!?

Ji Pengju can fight with the sect master, and the great grandmaster is nothing.

However, he also won a miserable victory, his abdomen was pierced by the true qi of the palm knife, and he injured his large intestine, and he is still in the stage of self-repair.

In the end, the palm hit his chest, even though he was an extremely powerful witch body with an eight-star quenching body, but this palm also displaced.

But the strength of his heart was beyond Jin Rui's imagination, he only knew that it was the Twelve Witches who gave up his life to save himself, but Jin Rui would never have thought of it.

His heart not only condensed the essence and blood of Blind Po Li Wu's life, but also condensed all the essence of plants and trees in the entire Shenlong Valley.

The thick layer of invisible air covering his heart emitted waves like waves when he was hit hard, dissipating wave after wave to resist the heavy blows of external forces.

But the palm of the Great Grandmaster's life's work was enough to destroy a building, the sternum was broken by three, and the protective shield of the heart only dissipated most of the strength.

The heart directly faced the impact of the Great Grandmaster, and immediately shrank by half, almost shattering.

After meeting with Erdan and his party, they were so frightened when they saw Jin Rui's tragic condition.

Jin Rui waved his hand and asked the three soldiers to dig out the heavenly soldiers' backpacks from the ruined villa full of silt.

After stuffing a lot of natural treasures, by now, the sternal joint is healing, and the heart is only half back to normal.

The god machine dug it out and covered it with mud, and it was full of missed calls from Kaido's dead fat man.

reported safety to the dead fat man, and Jin Rui chartered a plane to rush to the Buddha country.

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None of this has anything to do with Jin Rui.

Now Jin Rui is lying by the exclusive pool of the Presidential Suite on the top floor of the Mandarin Oriental Hotel on the banks of the Mekong River, quietly healing.

At the same time, he is also slowly digesting the martial arts experience and experience of fighting with the great grandmaster.

Qiao Qiao sat beside him obediently, peeling jackfruit for himself, and Qiao Qiao, who looked focused, didn't seem to notice that Jin Rui was secretly aiming at him.

The heartless little girl has been having fun in the pool for a long time.