Because of a certain guy who has been very reliable on weekdays, but dropped the chain at a critical moment, Wang Rui had to use the resurrection coin again, you must know that Wang Rui has not used this thing for a long time since he came to Mojia Dazhai.

And Wang Rui can guarantee that this resurrection coin was a little entangled for a while when he resurrected him, and finally simply repaired the otherworldly version of the zero machine that was damaged by the use of the space ripper.

Driving the zero machine, which is as brand new as it has just come out of the workshop, Wang Rui can only sigh that the quality of the things in the Discipline Administration is really excellent.

Of course, it is very likely that the IQ of this resurrection coin is not enough, and it is impossible to distinguish which one is Wang Rui's body.

However, after Wang Rui noticed where he was teleported, he was in no mood to complain about how to use the gold finger in the future to maximize the cost performance.

Reflected in the radish version of Wang Rui's eyes is like a national 5A-level tourist attraction swept by a typhoon above level 12, and this once beautiful mountain range can be vaguely seen is collapsing and disappearing from the edge at a rapid speed.

And the sword grandson Wang Rui was looking for was surrounded by a bunch of weapons, and was pierced by a black shadow with a dark red weapon.

For the scene in front of him, no matter how Wang Rui looked at it, it looked like he made a cameo appearance as a reinforcement who was always late, and the one who was reinforced left a last smile. You can discuss with the bento box whether to add more eggs.

"Is it late?" Wang Rui sighed and said with mixed feelings.

"What's late? Why are you here? Sun Xiaoxiao's tone didn't sound like he was hurt at all, but he was surprised by the identity of the reinforcements. But then after seeing what way Wang Rui relied on to appear on the stage, he was relieved:

"It turns out that you can actually drive this thing, plus your God Realm, it's right that Juzi arranged for you...... Alas. Sun smiled and suddenly sighed.

Except for a few people in the Mo family, no one in the whole world can understand the meaning of Sun Xiaoxiao's sigh, which can be described in one sentence as no one in the Mo family.

There is no one in the Mo family here, not that the Mo family has always been like the Legalist soul warlock has always been the rhythm of two or three kittens, although the number of Mo family disciples in the establishment has always been large. However, after experiencing a catastrophe hundreds of years ago, the current Mo family lacks a sufficient number of top powerhouses.

The 36E female man Tifa's generation does have a lot of geniuses, such as the guy who took a bath with dragon fire. But it will take time for them to grow to the kind of players who are at least the starting point of legends in the field.

If it was a few hundred years ago that the Mo family met Yuri, the king of spirit absorbing monsters. Marin came out and jumped, and there was an eighty percent chance that the plural Mo family's sword crushed the octopus's head roundly.

And unlike now, in order to be entangled in how to resist the spirit of the king of the spirit sucking monsters, the mind control zhì that kills the following legends. In the end, I had to send Wang Rui, a novice who relied on God's foreign hanging, over.

Sun Xiaoxiao gave up the road of breaking ten thousand laws with one sword. Embarked on the road of field legends, and these are also a large part of the reasons.

"But you look like you're going to burp!"

Wang Rui's words revealed that his actual lack of experience was a little pitiful, which made Sun Xiaoxiao, who still had a little expectation for this unexpected foreign reinforcement, sigh again.

"I'm not going to stop ......cooking so easily," Sun Xiaoxiao said as if he had been pierced by the Dark Sword God's sword.

"Uh...... Makes me worry in vain. Wang Rui noticed that although the black shadow gave Sun Xiaoxiao a sword, it seemed that this time was not what the black shadow wanted, and at the same time as Sun Xiaoxiao and Wang Rui were talking, the half-demon dark sword god tried hard to pull out his inheritance artifact blood-red teardrops from Sun Xiaoxiao's body.

"There's no need to worry...... Ahem," Sun Xiaoxiao continued to maintain a neutral appearance. As a result, a mouthful of blood coughed out, showing that he was stabbed by a sword, and he was not as easy as he seem.

"A dignified sword, he would use such a trick!" The shrill voice of the Dark Sword God came from the dark shadows.

It turned out to be a girl. Wang Rui, who broke into Sun Xiaoxiao's heart and played soy sauce in the world, thought so.

"What's next? For those who are controlled by magic weapons, no means are counted. Sun Xiaoxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Jianzi, who did not continue to chat with the reinforcement Wang Rui, held the blood-red tears inserted in his body with his hand and continued: "If your enchantment is because of it, then its historical mission is now over!" ”

Sun Xiaoxiao's palm holding the blood-red teardrop was pierced by the sharp blade of a deep bloody wound, and the hot and bright red blood flowed from the palm of the hand to this dark elf inheritance artifact bit by bit, and the blood flowing out of the chest converged, gradually turning the originally dark red magic weapon bright and bright little by little.

"What are you doing? Wait a minute? No! You can't do this! This is the last legacy of our dark elves, and you can't do that! The Dark Sword God, who was aware of the change in the weapon in his hand, said in an extremely panicked tone after being surprised at first.

"Legacy? It's no longer qualified...... I don't think you Dark Elf sages want their precious legacy for their people to become as filthy as they are now. Sun Xiaoxiao, who continued to sacrifice the artifact with blood, looked like he was going to renovate this demonic weapon, and said to the frightened Dark Sword God.

"I curse you! If you dare to do that! All the dark elves will curse you! Curse you, whether you live or die, and you will be tormented forever in purgatory! The Dark Sword God, who realized that he couldn't stop what Sun Xiaoxiao had done, cursed in vicious language.

"I don't remember you saying these words, the real thing you should be to let go of the weapon in your hand and attack it again with another sword." Sun Xiaoxiao stared at the dark sword god who was still unwilling to let go of the blood-red teardrops in his hand even if he touched his own blood, as if he was in contact with strong sulfuric acid, his entire arm was smoking.

"No...... Don't ......" In the frightened voice of the Dark Sword God, Sun Xiaoxiao, who had already turned the blood-red teardrops from dark red to bright red, put both hands on this dark elf inheritance artifact.

Then with a gentle break, this artifact, which had been passed down for many years, turned into pieces in a burst of glass shattering.

After the blood-red teardrops were forcibly destroyed by Sun Xiaoxiao using the means of blood sacrifice, the black mist wrapped around the Dark Sword God's body retreated at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, revealing the extremely painful face of the Dark Elf female swordsman.

"Ah......h

The magic weapon that became fragments, before it could fall to the ground, turned into a burst of subtle black mist in the air, and finally converged together, and suddenly rushed into Sun Xiaoxiao's body.

And Sun Xiaoxiao, who was the target of the attack, did not react and let this black mist enter his body, which made Wang Rui nervous again, but after waiting for a long time, Wang Rui did not see the scene of his comrades being possessed by demons and turning into the second stage of the boss, Sun Xiaoxiao didn't even have a normal reaction, as if the black mist was just an ordinary light and shadow effect.

"Done?" Wang Rui looked at the guy who disappeared into the distance and seemed to be the dark sword god surnamed Han, and asked with a smile at the gorgeous Sun Xiao.

"It's just a gatekeeper, and the real boss hasn't come out yet." Sun Xiaoxiao discarded the remaining blood-red teardrop fragments in his hand, and replied with his gaze on the wound that was rapidly healing in the palm of his hand.

"The curse or something, no problem, right?" As long as you are not blind, you can see that after the blood-red tears shattered, there was a very uncomfortable black smoke that entered Sun Xiaoxiao's body, Wang Rui asked with some concern.

"Cursed? Hehe......" Sun Xiaoxiao smiled at a classic phrase, and said to the ruins of Sarajevo that reappeared in his eyes after the world of his mental image dissipated:

"Hopefully it will find a good place in the curse I'm carrying."

"......" (To be continued......)