Looks like you're here to send me an artifact. ”

When Xu Zhi drilled into the ruins, he felt that the direction he had entered was slightly offset.

It was a collision of spiritual guidance that took him out of the place he was supposed to be.

If Xu Zhi is unwilling to accept this kind of treatment, he only needs to have a mental collision with the other party when entering, and he can get out of the direction guided by the other party.

Compared to the last time he entered the Dragon Ruins, Xu Zhi had obviously noticed something unusual.

He didn't make the slightest change, and then he heard Deken's familiar voice.

"Not bad," Xu Zhi nodded, "I'm also looking forward to your dragon mushrooms here." ”

Looking up, Xu Zhi saw Deken, and also saw many goosebump-haired old mages.

At this time, everyone was manipulating the crystal ball in their hands, and the crystal ball was constantly showing the state of the entrants.

This made Xu Zhi start to designate people on his side.

"There are only nine of you, and the rest are intruders."

At this time, everyone was still waiting in place, and did not act privately, which was in stark contrast to the other entrants.

Deken said casually, stretched out his hand, and a portal in this field was already lit up, and the crystal dragons who had been prepared for it roared and stepped on the portal and immediately shuttled through.

Clearly, Dekkon didn't like the interruptions of outsiders.

Several of the old mages let out an eerie dry laugh.

Trapped in this bitter cold place for thousands of years, their mentality is no longer as good as that of normal people, usually like dead wood, and occasionally there are some limited activities that make them seem happy, and dissecting outsiders is obviously a hobby for some of them.

At this time, Xu Zhi also dealt with Palatin, who was in charge of the alpine fortress. Jia arched his hand.

If he had enough time this time, he would have to use the magical powers that these old mages were good at.

The talents of the junior brothers and sisters are not like Gu Yuxi, who can predict the future, and they should not feel that kind of pain when they are formed.

If anyone is willing, he will also help a little.

And Xu Zhi needs Deken's assistance.

Three years have passed, and he is not the grandmaster who did not have the intention of sticking back then, and he has more understanding at this time.

If the scene of the ruins colliding with the big world can be presented again, the artistic conception of stick art will obviously improve to a certain extent.

He sat on the ground at this time, and with the continuous entry and exit, the huge long sword, the huge shield, the helmet like a bathtub, and the armor several meters long were dragged out by Xu Zhi one by one.

This huge set of armor weighs a ton and is very much wearable.

Only when it is transformed into an artifact can it have the qualifications to be controlled.

"I didn't expect to see a complete accessory for this artifact."

Dekkon stroked the massive Titan Sword, his face looking extremely satisfied.

Aside from being a little older, the parts remained the same as he had seen before.

"I heard that this artifact needs to be worn on the Titan's body and constantly bathed in thunder and lightning to form," Xu Zhiqi said.

"That's right" Deken nodded: "That's the most normal way to fuse, but if it's strong enough, there's nothing wrong with bathing in thunder and lightning by yourself." ”

Decon unbuttoned his coat, and in an instant, his body swelled.

From a two-meter-tall human, it quickly rose to three meters, and then to four, five, and six meters......

It wasn't until his head hit the ceiling of the hall that he hunched his back.

Xu Zhi also began to see the other party's flashing blue legs at this time.

"I didn't expect you to be a lamp god," Xu Zhidao said.

"It's just a half-blood, you can switch between the god of lights and humans."

Deken buckled the Titan armor, put the Thor's helmet on his head, held the Titan Sword in his hand, and lifted the Guardian Shield, he felt it, and then put down many accessories and retracted back into human form.

"It's not in vain that I've been waiting for you for the past few years."

This was obviously a successful inspection, and Decan was very satisfied.

The first time the two met and interacted not much, everything was in mutual investment, and now they have gained some basic trust.

At this time, Deken waved his hand, and some old mages suddenly began to shuttle through the portal to pick up people.

Some bottles and cans were also taken out by Decken.

"You've collected so many dragon mushrooms."

Xu Zhi looked at all kinds of blue, yellow, black, red, purple, and green dragon soul grasses, and felt that Deken was too responsible, how many relatives of the dragon had died, and how many dragons had died under him back then.

"It's quite quick to go to Xiaolong's place to find mushrooms, and pull some around."

"This thing is not worth much, the poor spiritual energy of the dragon is too little, and relying on the digestion of dragon mushrooms to obtain it is not as stable as cultivation."

It seems that he has studied the way Xu Zhi and others use it, but Deken seems a little unimpressed, and he doesn't look down on the way Xu Zhi and others obtain spiritual power at all.

"You're right," Xu Zhi nodded and said, "It's just that our outsiders have too short a lifespan to survive like you." ”

If he could live for a thousand years, Xu Zhi felt that his spiritual power should be quite strong.

He took a bottle of wine, stuffed the dragon soul grass into it and shook it, only to see people start to drill through the portal one after another.

"Find a place to sit at random, and drink hard when the Dragon Soul Grass melts," Xu Zhi raised his hand and said.

"Hahaha, ga~"

Li Duohuang looked at Tanu who was talking to Xu Zhi, and she seemed to understand something.

I knew that these two goods knew each other, so why did they run away so quickly and miss the follow-up medicine.

Fortunately, this time she believed Xu Zhi and followed, looking at the various containers containing wine and dragon soul grass in front of her, her breathing couldn't help but be a little short.

She had seen the genius earth treasure, and she had also seen the dragon soul grass.

But she had never seen the appearance of making this big medicine into a banquet, and she could let several people drink it at will.

Even the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Palace does not have such extravagant behavior.

Not only her, but also the calm Tuo Guhong was surprised.

Only the Yan family seemed to be used to it, and their expressions were calm about the scene.

Some people even began to operate the Mental Power Combat Method, expecting a good start when absorbing it for a while.

"Kind of interesting, this is your outside wine?"

Deken didn't have much interest in Dragon Soul Grass, but he had a hint of interest in the spirits that Xu Zhi kept taking out.

Not only him, but also some old mages were constantly licking their tongues.

After Xu Zhi handed over a bottle, Deken sniffed it slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then took a sip.

"What's the name of this wine?" asked Deken.

"The exclusive liquor in our kingdom seems to be a variety of burnt knife wine."

Before he came, he asked for some good wine with a high count.

Xu Zhi looked at Deken's reddish face, and a flash of water in his eyes, feeling that he was not in much better condition when he drank it.

"You guys are too energetic for burning knives and wine."

Deken shook his head, only to feel that his throat was filled with an explosive blast of flames, and his weak stomach quickly rolled up, and his head was also warm.

It's a painful but painful feeling.

The psychedelic effects of alcohol are far faster than the magical scenes they can decipher.

Faintly, Deken seemed to see his mother, whom he hadn't seen for many years.

He shook the bottle, took a few more sips, and began to hold the bottle and cry bitterly.

"I haven't had any wine than I am."

Looking at Deken, who was crying bitterly, Xu Zhi felt that he was in a much better state after being drunk.

"It's rare to see Lord Deken crying and humiliating, come and make a record."

Palatin, who was so idle, screamed, and the old mages suddenly came over.

"This wine works better than magic."

While relying on the crystal to make records, an old mage also took a bottle of wine from Xu Zhi's hand and began to pour the first sip.

The initial impact was not obvious, and after half a bottle of wine, his body also staggered.

"Hahaha, I feel like I can punch through this damn old world with one punch."

The old mage was mad and juvenile, holding a staff in his left and a wine bottle in his right, and scolded bitterly against the ceiling.

"Lao Tzu wants to become a god."

"I want to ask you why you want to make our good world like this."

"Lao Tzu wants to know a truth."

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to be your marionette, I don't want to be shackled by the destruction of the world, locked in this world......"

His angry scolding was accompanied by dull sobs, and some of the old mages couldn't help but become silent, even Palatin, who was recording Deken, stopped.

"We've been trapped here for a thousand and ninety-two years," Paladin asked in a low voice.

"Yes, we don't have much left to live," the old mage responded.

As he spoke, he saw that the old mage, who had been drinking heavily, had a crooked body, and then stopped the words in his mouth and sat down slowly with his staff.

"Esquil was paralyzed by the wine, and he died in a drunken dream."

Someone whispered.

No matter what kind of reputation he had during his lifetime, and how superb his means were, when the life limit comes, he will inevitably be powerless to be the sky, become a touch of loess, and there will be nothing after his death.

The old mages seem to have become accustomed to death.

Esquire's death is relatively happy.

Some of the old mages pursed their lips vigorously, stopping the little desire in their mouths.

With a little magic flame ignited, Esquire's body quickly began to burn in the firelight.

"Our world and your world seem to have reached the limit," Palatin said.

"Limit?" Xu Zhidao.

"Escape, detachment, fight...... There's not much time left, and there aren't many options! ”

He sighed slightly.

In the firelight, he also seemed to see his fate.