Write endless spring and autumn sorrows, endless thoughts. Xianyang Ancient Road is fragrant grass, and the Han Palace cactus is a dream of immortality. The long dark night, the tears in the eyes, the frosty day, the wind, the rain and the snow, the empty tiredness, the haggard alone. A lifetime of exile, a lifetime of weeping.

- "Lin Luoyu Words"

"Help me catch that black shadow, and I must not let him enter the boy's body." Lin Luoyu pointed to the black shadow and said.

"The light shines!" Without saying a word, a glowing ball of light appeared in his hand, instantly illuminating the entire house.

The black shadow immediately had nowhere to hide, and he seemed to be frightened, and froze in place, not moving for a long time.

"What's going on?" Nameless opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and when he saw the dark shadow at his feet, he seemed to be doused with cold water, and suddenly came to his senses.

"It's the shadow of a dark nightmare! Come out, Strafing Guns! Nameless's eyes froze, and in his hand there was an extra crimson pistol, the body of which was smooth and smooth, glowing like a ruby.

Click......

Nameless pulled the trigger, and beams of red lasers came out of the gun, hitting the black shadow on the ground.

The black shadow seemed to be hell-aware, using both hands and feet, and crawling on the wall and the ground in a panic, extremely fast. But the lasers emitted by the light and shadow strafing guns were like eyes, and the black shadows followed wherever they went.

Suddenly, the whole room was full of light and shadow, and the light of black and red kept flickering, like the brilliant and changeable neon lights on the stage, dazzling people.

"Wow."

Lin Luoyu was stunned, he felt that the gun in the nameless hand was simply a divine weapon in the heavenly realm, and it should be okay to kill gods when encountering gods and killing Buddhas when encountering Buddhas.

Finally, the black shadow couldn't run, and was directly hit by the red light behind him, turning into a raging flame, and wisps of black pungent smoke.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!" The cold light in Nameless' eyes was even worse, and he took out a small dark green ball and threw it towards the thick smoke on the ground.

Thorn -

After the ball fell to the ground, it turned into a green mist, and the fog wrapped all the black smoke inside, even if there was a trace of black smoke that escaped, it was chased and dragged back by the mist, just like the police catching a thief, very tense and exciting.

The black smoke entangled in the fog struggled desperately, and there was a "knock knock" crash in the air, as if two people were wrestling together and fighting to the death. The end result was an overwhelming victory for the fog, beating the black smoke to the point of dying, lying on the ground, crying and crying, especially pitiful.

"Say, who sent you here?" Nameless sneered and walked up to the humanoid black shadow turned into black smoke and asked seriously. Next to him was a big man in the shape of a green mist, looking majestic and imposing.

"It's our king, the Dark Nightmare who sent me." The black shadow slumped on the ground, sobbing in reply.

"Damn, you want to steal my dreams while I'm sleeping, damn it!" Before Nameless could finish speaking, he took out a piece of golden rune paper and pasted it on the black shadow.

"Wait." As soon as Lin Luoyu wanted to dissuade him, the black shadow screamed, turned into a puddle of black water, and died.

"Why did you kill him, leave a living mouth and ask about the situation." Lin Luoyu said a little regretfully.

"By the way, why didn't you say it earlier, I do things more impulsively, and I often do it as soon as my mind is hot, regardless of the consequences." Nameless also had some remorse.

Lin Luoyu was directly speechless.

"By the way, kid, how did you have that pistol and that little ball? They are all special spiritual weapons, and sometimes it is difficult to buy them in the market even with money, let alone ...... With all due respect, you don't look like a rich man either. With his hands behind his back, the sword soul walked up to Nameless and asked in a hoarse voice.

"This ......" Nameless rolled his eyes, and he thought to himself: Oops, I have exposed my weapon, why am I so impulsive?

"It's just something I picked up in a cave when I was playing in the mountains, so I guess someone forgot it there." Nameless had no choice but to lie, hoping to be able to fool the past.

"Hehe, little friend, we don't say secret words, even if you really pick up these spiritual weapons, you definitely don't know how to use them, because only the people who make them know how to use these spiritual weapons." The sword soul's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the nameless eyes deadly.

"Because there is a manual next to it, I only ...... when I see the text on the manual" Nameless's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and subconsciously stepped back.

"Instructions? Hahaha, little friend, you can't fool me, let me ask you, how many words do you know so far? If I'm not mistaken, you're afraid you won't even be able to write your own name, right? The sword soul stroked his white beard and said indifferently.

"How do you know I'm illiterate?"

"Your room is almost empty, not to mention books, not even a pen to write in. If my guess is correct, you spend all day building spiritual weapons in the basement of your home, right? ”

Sword Soul's words hit the nail on the head, and Nameless was shocked when he heard it: "How do you know I have a basement?" ”

"Because of the old man's eyes, he can easily see through objects, whether it is dirt or steel, I can see everything behind them."

Seeing that he couldn't cover it up anymore, Nameless directly confided to him: "After all, you woke me up in time just now, and you saved my life, so I'll tell you this secret, but you must not tell others." ”

"The old man has always been true to his word, and I promise to keep this secret for you." The sword soul looked at the nameless with a determined gaze.

"I won't say that either." Lin Luoyu said.

"Then come with me."

Nameless removed the straw from the ground, revealing a square stone slab. After moving the stone slab, there was a dark secret passage inside, and Lin Luoyu and Sword Soul, under the leadership of Nameless, followed the dark passage to a basement.

"Fireball!" The sword soul spread out his right palm, and a little orange-red spark suddenly burst out, and then it burned into a vigorous fireball, illuminating the entire basement in snow-white.

"Wow, that's amazing, old man, have you reached the spirit master level?" Nameless asked with great admiration.

Lin Luoyu wanted to laugh in his heart, how many levels of spirit master is there? Levels 1-10 are spirits, levels 11-20 are spirits, levels 21-30 are spirit masters, levels 31-40 are spirit sects, levels 41-50 are spirit emperors, and levels 51-60 are spirit saints, he has already reached level 1 of spirit masters, that is, level 21, and the sword soul is a figure of the same era as the Hades Sword, and his level may have already reached the realm of spirit saints, and even ...... Probably more than that.

"Hmm." The sword soul just nodded and didn't speak.

"These are the materials I use every day when refining spiritual weapons, including ferro-tungsten, carbon steel, synthetic metals, fibers, silk, polyethylene plastic, the rhizomes of the broken intestine grass, the petals of the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, and the internal organs of the tiger...... Anyway, there are all kinds of things, and that's what the Spirit Bible tells me. Nameless introduced them to the sacks stacked in the basement one by one.

Artifact Bible?

Neither Lin Luoyu nor Sword Soul had ever heard of this word, and their hearts were moved.