Ding Dong, like the sound of a stone sinking into the sea, Wuchen and Su Xiaorong disappeared in place.

Outside the spatial enchantment, Lei Kun's face was solemn, and his eyebrows were full of worry. However, when he thought that Su Xiaorong had also entered it, Lei Kun's frowning brows stretched slightly.

Not to mention that Lei Kun couldn't see through Su Xiaorong's strength at this time, just the name of the little princess of the Great Su Dynasty was enough to be underestimated. Like this kind of descendant in transcendent strength, his person is bound to not be an ordinary person, otherwise the family behind him will not let him be in danger.

Su Xiaorong seems to be quite close to Wuchen, so there is no need to worry too much about Wuchen's safety.

However, although his life was unharmed, Lei Kun still had no intention of leaving here, but after giving an order to the guards outside the forbidden land, he sat here cross-legged.

And just when Lei Kun had just lowered his figure, Wuchen, who was pushed into the gap in the space by Su Xiaorong with a palm, had just stood firm.

His eyes were dim, and although Wuchen had been mentally prepared for a long time, he was still slightly nervous about the situation where he couldn't see his fingers.

It wasn't until Lei Yuan appeared in his palm that a small area around him lit up, and his heart was a little settled.

Darkness, darkness boundless!

Although he could already see, the darkness a few steps away in front of him was still difficult to dispel, and in the darkness and boundlessness, the piercing whistling sound sounded frequently, like sharp blades whistling by, crisscrossing and cutting this space mercilessly.

A sharp sound came, Wuchen suddenly felt a chill in his face, and hurriedly turned around to avoid it, but there was a crisp sound behind him.

Bite!

Hearing the sound and turning around, Su Xiaorong's outstretched hand had not yet been put down, the index finger and middle finger of her right hand were differentiated, and the aftermath was still lingering on the end of her green fingers.

Obviously, just now, the spatial blade that made the dustless face door cold was broken by Su Xiaorong's finger

"What should I do?" There was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, shocked by Su Xiaorong's strength, and at the same time, he did not forget that he came here to be instigated by him.

"Of course, take out your precious thing, otherwise if you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to find such a place again!" Su Xiaorong glared and said, as she spoke, she didn't forget to glance at the black lock on Wuchen's wrist.

"I'm really curious about what kind of treasure you have hidden, if it weren't for Miss Ben's secret method of detecting spiritual treasures, she would have been deceived by your kid!"

Turning a deaf ear to Su Xiaorong's muttering, he raised his right wrist after a little thought.

Although the Black King had talked about the extraordinariness of this thing when he got the primeval message, remember not to be known, but for Su Xiaorong, Wuchen had an extreme trust for no reason, and even Wuchen himself didn't know where this idea came from.

With the flip of his wrist, the primeval remnant slowly flew out of it and landed in front of Wuchen's body.

After absorbing the essence of a few Blood Demon corpses, the Ancient Legacy had obviously changed a lot, but it was still far from being restored.

At least in terms of breath alone, it is far inferior to the mysterious sea bowl that Su Xiaorong used that day.

Just as Wuchen had just taken out the Ancient Voice, Su Xiaorong also hurriedly stepped forward and took a few steps closer, staring at the Ancient Legacy for a long time, and it was not difficult to find a flash of surprise in his pupils.

However, the surprise only existed for a moment, and Su Xiaorou then shook her head and said, "It's a pity!"

"What's a pity?" Wuchen frowned, puzzled.

She was the one who said that this space Gangfeng could repair the damaged magic weapon, and now it is she who says it is a pity, such inconsistent statements really make Wuchen very puzzled.

And seemed to feel the doubts in Wuchen's heart, and after shaking his head, Su Xiaorong suddenly looked up at Wuchen Zhengse and said: "If the instrument spirit is still alive, it is not difficult to repair it as before, but it is a pity that there is no breath of the instrument spirit in this guqin, isn't it a pity or what?"

Although what Su Xiaorong said was reasonable, it didn't fully agree with Wuchen's voice at the moment. After absorbing the blood and qi of Venerable Blood Luo, Wuchen had personally felt an inexplicable call, which was obviously somewhat contrary to what Su Xiaorong said about the dissipation of the instrument spirit.

However, Wuchen did not refute Su Xiaorong's remarks, and there was no time to refute them.

Another sharp sound of breaking wind struck, and this time Wuchen suddenly felt the cold in his heart, and hurriedly dodged, at the cost of a hole more than a foot long on his chest, which was avoided.

To put it bluntly, the space Gangfeng is a series of spatial blades, crisscrossing the cracks of this space, and the traces are nowhere to follow, and naturally they are not something that Wuchen can control at this moment.

Therefore, at the moment, the only thing that Wuchen can do to restore the ancient legacy is to wait.

Fortunately, the spatial blades here were very dense, and it didn't take long for a gust of wind to fly again.

This time, he finally got his wish and shot at the ancient relics, and the dustless eyes suddenly released light, wanting to see if this space Gangfeng could bring substantial restoration effects to the ancient relics.

However, what made Wuchen a little stunned was that just as the spatial blade was about to shoot on the surface of the primeval relic, Su Xiaorong on the side suddenly made a move.

The jade hand was covered with a layer of light that seemed to be substantial, and with a light tap, the spatial blade flew out.

"What are you doing?" Wuchen said in surprise, but in exchange for Su Xiaorong's slashing of his head and face.

"Do you want to destroy this qin?!" Su Xiaorong jumped to her feet, her hands crossed her hips and pointed to the ancient remnants below, "With its current appearance, I'm afraid it will completely fall apart if it can't catch a few gusts of wind!"

"Then what do you say you want to do" Wuchen was shocked in his heart, and he really broke out in a cold sweat for his reckless move, but then Su Xiaorong's answer did not ease Wuchen's mood, but his face suddenly became ugly.

"Draw this space into your body, swim around your body to cushion it, and then transfer it to this object. ”

Su Xiaorong said lightly, but Wuchen's face became more and more gloomy the more she listened, and in the end, she was so gloomy that she almost dripped water

"Are you sure I can take this space Gangfeng?"

"It's not that you want me to come?" Su Xiaorong asked rhetorically, "If you are afraid, Miss Ben can send you out now, it's a pity for this baby, alas"

Speaking of this, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Su Xiaorou showed a trace of regret on her face.

Hearing Su Xiaorong's words, Wuchen also fell silent in an instant.

"Continue or quit?" Wuchen was entangled in his heart, but the scene when his mother left him suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Su Yi", a word that is both familiar and unfamiliar, an unbearable experience. "I'll go with you and let them go." "Let the dustless and hard to give up, full of grief and indignation!

Only by becoming stronger will the tragedy not be repeated.

"Go on!"