Seeing that he couldn't speak Wang Jian, this Dandan's classmate began to ask about the red gem before: "Iron Pimple, what is that red thing I just absorbed with you?" Why did he melt into my heart core, you must know that it is the source of vampire energy! ”

Wang Jian saw him mention this stubble and cried poorly: "You still have the face to say, that is the source of my strength~ Deep Ruby, my transformation ability comes from him, and now half of it is given to you, do you say you should compensate me!" You give me back the ability! ”

This statement made Dan Dan a little embarrassed, and hurriedly turned into a Dan Dan and hung it on Wang's simple crotch, forehead, under the armpits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info changed Dandan and said: "Iron Pimple, you hurry up and kill the priest who added blood to the Seraphim, that's the priest I was afraid that if I didn't wait for me to gain the ability to walk in the day, the Seraphim would lose too much blood and recruit him, kill him Seraphim or let him go." ”

Wang simply listened to this and no longer bothered about the topic just now, in fact, he who divided half of the deep ruby was not as pitiful as he said, the biggest beneficiary of this binding was him, first obtained the vitality of an old bat that had lived for 1,500 years, and then gained the ability to transform sustainably.

Although this dark ruby disappeared after fusion, it can still use high-level blood sacrifice transformation, and at the same time use its own endurance and physical strength as consumption to carry out sustainable transformation, this transformation strength is based on three times the value of his own strength attribute, and his stamina and physical strength are estimated to have eggs to carry him on his back is endless.

This time the fusion made Wang Jian directly enhance nothing, but the long-term growth can be said to be not small, such a good thing is estimated to be this time, Wang Jian adjusted his mentality, knowing that he would never squeeze the balls under his armpits, and his movements were not as distorted as before.

After returning to normal and carrying the bucket and mop that he had put down earlier, Wang simply walked straight to the middle candle circle at the end of the corridor facing the two cells on both sides, and was about to approach when he was stopped by a free militia from Horgan Town and a sword-wielding Uk mercenary.

They stopped Wang Jianjian and didn't have any other thoughts, but before they could get close and find his blue face, Wang Jianjian threw out the whipping peasant hammer stick pinned to his waist, and directly smashed the heads of these two guys.

In fact, he can also do this technique of making the weapon hit the two in an arc and then fly back into his hands, but it is estimated that it is difficult to have attribute bonuses. Therefore, he likes this kind of move that he can do but still has skill attribute bonuses, which is beautiful and powerful.

He was pondering the principle of this gladiator's skill, not to mention that it really made him figure it out a little, just by virtue of this progress, the attribute of his weapon principle increased by three points for no reason, I think it was the benefit that he realized this little thing brought him, after all, the understanding of weapons will always be directly manifested in combat effectiveness.

The pastor who was watching the excitement in the distance didn't react to what was going on at all, he saw a person who was working being harassed by two idle people, but in an instant, the plot was reversed, and the person who worked fought back, and the neat counterattack directly shattered his leisure to watch the play.

As an eighth-level priest, he can actually resurrect these two guys, but this spell casting material is too rare and expensive, which is originally something that no one can afford a total of three people, whether lying or standing, but this spell casting material is by his side.

A fifteenth-level priest can avoid most of the spell casting materials, but the eighth-level human priest who has just learned the resurrection technique is not a goblin shaman, they must use the flesh and blood of an extremely precious seraphim as the casting material, and this seraphim is here to use what he wants.

The priest was accustomed to the beating nature of these people, and knew that they were all masters who did not agree with each other, so he did not seem to suspect Wang Jianjian, in fact, the premise of all this was that he saw Wang Jianjian enter their leader's room, and being able to walk out of their leader's room means that he must not be an outsider.

The priest actually didn't see how Wang Jian killed people just now, if the hired swordsman who was just chatting and the female Ukrainian mercenary who used the long sword were here, it is estimated that they would be able to see that this person made a skill that only a sixth-level gladiator could learn, and this kind of skill could not be possessed by one of them who was a miscellaneous person.

All this was seen by the seraphim, who was sitting in the coffin and bleeding into the basin beside him, and saw that the priest was going to draw blood from the basin of blood that the protective array had entered, and immediately created an opportunity for the king to kill him.

Just when the priest was about to walk into the protective shield and not fully walked in, Wang simply walked to a very convenient position and began to use this skill for the third time tonight, and at this moment, the Seraphim rarely said a word to the rebel pastor, attracting his attention.

"Do you know why you always pause for a little and a half seconds before casting?"

This sentence completely attracted the attention of this traitor, since he betrayed the church, all his cultivation has relied on himself, and in his last consciousness he still thinks that this angel is moved by his healing, and is full of joy waiting for the guidance of the seraphim, but unfortunately he does not want to think that the seraphim will not understand why he is treating himself?

The priest with a broken head fell to the ground and died, only the forbidden formation in front of the Seraphim spun in a circle and disappeared completely, the Seraphim reluctantly stood up, smiled at Wang Jian with gratitude, waved his hand and put down the three rune stones about gladiators that he had obtained during his long cultivation, and nodded after counting them as a thank you, and turned around weakly and used a teleportation technique to disappear into the moment.

And at this moment, Wang Jian didn't have the heart to pick up the five runes and a pile of gold coins on the ground, and the politics and law that controlled the Six Days of Heaven disappeared, and this part of the ability to isolate information had completely dissipated, and there was a basin stand poked on the side of the coffin, and a copper basin the size of a basin was placed on the shelf, which was what attracted him the most now.

Because this copper basin was filled with a full basin of at least fifteen gallons of Seraphim's blood, he felt that his heartbeat was speeding up at this moment, and looking at this basin of blood, he suddenly had a feeling that the evil blood cup was about to come out of his body, and there was also a force in his heart to support him to drink that basin of blood.

He released the Evil Blood Cup and made him hover over the blood basin, thinking that it would absorb the blood in the basin, but Wang Jian received a prompt: "Do you allow Wang Simple Evil Blood Cup to absorb the Seraphim Copper Basin to upgrade itself?" ”

At first, when he saw this prompt, Wang simply refused, because he had no money. Whether it's the gods or the game currency, he has a feeling that if he chooses to agree, then the equipment on his body should be worth selling in the store.

He really understands that this moment will make all the good equipment that he has been inlaid in this task for so long disappear and the good things that he went to the blacksmith to inlay 2100 once and 2100 once, this is definitely designed like this, and he must be cleaned every time to complete an enhancement.

Gritting his teeth and agreeing, Wang Jian's heart was broken at this moment, seeing that he finally obtained a full set of gladiator three inlay equipment, a slave two-handed axe, two hand axes and a set of hammer sticks and shields, all of which disappeared in front of him one by one.

Even the war horse that cost more than 8,000 ruby-inlaid saddles and more than 2,000 gold coins to buy disappeared, and this blow to him was really not small, which is equivalent to a few decades of luck, once he returned to the pre-liberation period, and now he really only had this one piece of clothing left from head to toe.

The reason why he didn't leave the Belvern area was just to mix up more equipment and experience here, and now that he has experience, the equipment is completely gone, and he can't strengthen his weapons without a single gold coin on his body, of course, he has to have weapons that can be strengthened.

Then look at how much this evil blood cup that he has obtained with such great effort, this evil blood cup with bursts of golden light flashing in the air and the blood basin below not only attracted the balls hanging under his armpits, but also attracted a pair of disheveled level 7 mercenary swordsmanship masters and level 5 female uk mercenaries.

When the two of them suddenly saw such a scene, they were attacking, but when they saw that the stranger standing next to him was actually their employer, the two immediately put away the attack and were a little embarrassed, and they knew that they were embarrassed when they were at work and did something else that caused something bad to happen.

Wang, who was already very unhappy, saw that the first reaction of these two people was to go up and blow them up, and find some compensation from them, at least there must be a weapon, although it can be turned into the form of Cowlix without restrictions, but it is indeed a bit too much to fight with people with two hands empty.

Just as he was about to make a move, the Dandan, who had the same heartbeat as him, grabbed him: "Iron pimple, don't get excited," he looked at the two people again, and said: "This is my contractor, you two will follow him in the future, you must listen to him, otherwise he may screw off his head anytime and anywhere." ”

A good paragraph, with the three headless corpses on the ground, really made these two people fight for a while, even if the level 7 mercenary swordsmanship master thought that his strength was good, he was unwilling to do anything with this thin man who didn't know what kind of profession he was, after all, these people died a little too miserably.

Since the owner had something to say, the two looked at each other, hired a swordsman to take the lead in kneeling on one knee, and the two of them bowed their heads to the ground and shouted in unison: "I have seen the owner, the small one must be smeared with liver and brain, and he will die and live up to the owner's grace!" ”

Hearing this, the king was simply numb for a while, he really didn't expect that this kind of mercenary was so servile, and he actually called him the owner, as if he was as obedient as a cat and a dog in the house, and this kind of obedience made him feel a chill for a while.

Maybe it's because of the powerful forces, maybe it's because of Dandan's personal strength, maybe it's because of the desire to beg for eternal life, this seventh-level swordsman who is about to reach the eighth-level great sword master has completely become Dandan's slave, and he is even more loyal than the blood slave he had at the beginning.

Because the desire to become a vampire hangs him, hangs him more and more loyalty, and only by constantly becoming more loyal can he become the immortal existence, such a caries quenching is a good knife loyal to you, but once his demands are not satisfied, or you make him understand that his demands are not satisfied, it is a sharp blade inserted into your back.

The blood cup that was spinning in the air still hadn't fallen, but Wang Jian hoped that he could spin a little longer, thinking that if he turned a little longer, wouldn't the effect of strengthening be better? Looking at the two swordsmen kneeling in front of him, he suddenly wanted to ask for some interest first.

"That bearded man, I see you have two swords on your back, you should be a good hand with a long sword, what is the short sword for? Are you still good at dual-wielding swordsmanship? Wang Jian's words are quite clear, in fact, he is stunned to ask for a sword.

After all, it is impossible for a swordsman of this level not to be able to dual-wield swordsmanship, even if the main force uses a two-handed long sword, it is estimated that he will pull out the short sword at his waist at any time to engage in a thrilling battle game. Such a person can be called a perfect swordsman.

But in the face of the new owner stunned to ask for the sword on his waist, this swordsmith with long sideburns and beard did not hesitate, and directly untied the sheathed blade from his waist and handed it over with both hands.

The swordsman hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Wang Jian signaled that he had no problem reaching out and picking it up, and at first glance, there was nothing special about the attributes, the sword of forgetting (0/3), price: 646, physical damage: 91~145, level: 9, physical attack: 42~53, weapon damage physical: +5% strength, minimum assembly level: 5, +4% to attack, recovery spell: +8, followed by three unembedded gem holes

Turning over to look at the hilt of the sword, there is a hole in the counterweight ball, and there is a hole on one side of the sword, thinking that this is the location of the assembly of the enchanted gem, after seeing the attributes of this sword, Wang Jian handed his hands back to the bearded swordsman, and motioned for him to hand it to him again.

The swordsman was dazed by him, but he still held his hands high above his head again, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Wang Jian, as if he was waiting for him to reach out to take it, for fear that he would let the sword fall to the ground again during the handover, which was indeed a more conservative and reasonable way.

Wang Jian once again reached out to take the sword, but this time he did pick up the sword steadily, the nephew looked carefully at the three gems on the street, and then looked at the attribute panel of the sword, and suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and a mouthful of old blood was so hung that it spurted out.

The sword's attributes have completely changed...... (To be continued.) )