Feeling the swishing coolness behind his back and the corresponding hot pain on his skin, Zhao Yun was a little stunned, and he began to understand why he was desperately trying to win that championship in the first place.

Along the way, the Treasure Pavilion bullied him, the black shadow bullied him, Zhao Zilong bullied him, Xiaolong bullied him, and finally owed an unknown amount of high-interest loans, and even the only spear in his hand saw blood for the first time.

He held the silver dragon spear and tried to lean on the shelf to slow down, but there was a stinging pain in his back, and finally he squatted there helplessly, very disheartened and cold.

Suddenly, there was a soft roar from the silver dragon spear, which sounded like the little dragon who had just bullied him, and what was even stranger was that he seemed to understand the meaning of this roar:

"Little girl, you got a big bargain and are still wiping your tears, do you know how valuable the gun in your hand is, it's not an exaggeration to buy this half of the Treasure Pavilion, you just gave 1000 purple gold coins to have it, you should secretly have fun!"

Zhao Yun blinked, he didn't understand what was going on for a while, he looked at the silver dragon spear in confusion, and only heard another dragon roar, "It's strange to see it, the mud can't support the wall." ”

This time, Zhao Yun no longer thought it was an auditory hallucination, and the blazing fantasy soul cultivated by the two worlds immediately worked, and the whole process was automatically made up by the brain.

... Xiaolong is a machine spirit, the silver dragon stab and the cloud piercing gun were originally a pair, the two together exceed the Xuan-level weapon, before the silver dragon thorn scratched me the process of dripping blood, and then the tail of the gun pierced itself and then sucked blood is synchronous.

... That's why the gun now recognizes me as the Lord, so I can understand the language of this instrument.

... If it's really a weapon that exceeds the Xuan level, 1,000 purple gold coins is definitely worth it, could it be that the bad luck I thought before was actually a big luck?"

"Roar (I'm sorry to hit you, you're right, but the current Silver Dragon Lance is at most a saint-level.)

However, there are still 2 main parts of the Silver Dragon Lance that have not been fused, and if you find and fuse, it will be an artifact at that time.

Also, you can't make me confess the Lord yet, but only cooperate as equals, unless you really have the ability to use me.

In the end, I am not a complete machine spirit, I am the product of the remnant soul of the original machine spirit after self-replenishment, and you can find the original machine spirit to fuse together to be a complete machine spirit. ）”

Zhao Yun was not annoyed when he heard it, he just smirked vigorously.

He is not stupid, although he said that there are still parts that have not been completed, but recalling the entire trial process, he began to feel that he was slowly approaching the Seven Killing Dragon Spear located on the fifth floor, and the so-called remaining two parts should be in the back two layers, and he naturally still has a chance to get them.

... Two more floors, I am also the one who owns the artifact, the artifact used by the cold and arrogant goddess Zhao Zilong.

Thinking of this, he asked the silver dragon spear in his hand with great interest:

"I said Xiaolong, you obviously just roared, how can you express such a long content, can you teach me, I think it's easy to talk like this." ”

The Silver Dragon Lance fell silent.

......

Five minutes later, Zhao Yun snorted and left the elf sculpture room with two bloody scars on his face, and secretly warned himself in his heart as he walked, don't tease the little dragon who can't joke.

Came to the familiar cliff, pressed the fingerprint in the familiar place, harvested the corresponding translation note, and began to read quickly:

"Dragon Bridge Section 4"

"Longqiao two turns, forge ahead"

The content on the front is meaningless, he quickly turned over the paper, there was a serious text behind it, and he sighed in his heart that his luck had returned to normal, and he continued to browse quickly:

"This level tests combat effectiveness, let's fight, brave people who break through the level, use your body and energy to rush to the opposite side. ”

"Arriving at the foundation on the other side of the bridge is worth 60 points, 30 points for less than 5 minutes, 10 points for less than 10 minutes, and 10 points for more than half an hour. 3 points for killing an enemy, 11 points for killing a small boss, 10 points for leaving the three-dimensional range of the bridge 10 meters, 30 points for leaving 30 meters, and failure for 100 meters. ”

"The enemy level is determined according to your level. ”

It seems that this is a very violent level, Zhao Yun is holding a silver dragon gun, but his heart is full of fighting spirit, new marksmanship, new weapons, it is a good time to kill the Quartet.

... By the way, let off the puff in the stomach just now.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun straightened his waist and was about to step forward in the scattering of Mars, but suddenly paused.

... The wound on the back has healed on its own, but the clothes are a little awkward.

With such a thought flowing in his heart, he groped for the ring and struggled for a while, and seemed to suddenly have a decision, gritting his teeth and setting up the white cloud changing room.

A minute later, he changed into a high-end fitting Yinglan costume given by Yanping, and he suddenly felt very satisfied, the well-fitting cut, the soft but straight material, and the vague energy fluctuation connotation, this is an excellent set of clothes that take into account both appearance and defense.

After carefully tidying up the leader, straightening his coat, and then bending down to pat the non-existent dust on his sneakers, he suddenly felt a sense of incongruity and was slightly stunned.

Straightening up and thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have caught the key.

... Even if the sneakers are an excellent style of the light luxury brand Denwielu, they still don't match the equally excellent British outfit.

Secretly determined to buy a pair of leather shoes of the same brand, Zhao Yun reached out and lifted the spear inserted beside him, and was stunned again, and then strode onto the dragon bridge not far away.

In an instant, the darkness behind him surged, the lights in front of him were bright, and four black shadows appeared in a row not far away.

... Here comes the old man.

Seeing the enemy appear, Zhao Yun joked in his heart, and then stepped forward in high spirits, for a moment, he seemed to feel like Zhao Zilong who was climbing the mountain, and the spear in his hand unconsciously learned to adjust the position of the scene at that time.

After a few more steps, the four figures on the opposite side were activated, they all looked exactly the same, they were of similar height, their faces were full of mosaics, and their bodies were surging with almost the same energy fluctuations, only the weapons in their hands were different.

The figure at the head is armed with a large knife, and the three behind him are holding long sticks.

At this time, Zhao Yun stroked his abdomen with his left hand, unbuttoned his coat, and poured energy into the silver dragon spear with his right hand, only to feel that the energy was transparent and smooth, and the body of the spear immediately glowed with silver-white light, and a feeling like an arm making a finger arose.

... Good silver dragon!

He applauded in his heart, and as soon as the tip of the gun in his hand was raised, a faint dragon chant sounded in the air, which was the newly learned coiling dragon marksmanship, and with this silver dragon spear, it seemed that there were some special bonuses.

At the sound of the dragon's groan, the figure at the head had already rushed closer, and the dagger in its hand was dazzling, and if you were not careful, you would ignore the almost transparent sharp sword implied in it.

The big knife instantly reached the top of Zhao Yun's head, and at the same time, the three figures that were slightly lagging behind had also arrived, and the three long sticks struck his left shoulder, right waist and crotch without any glory.

In the face of such a dense attack, Zhao Yun did not panic, twisted his waist slightly and turned around, the silver dragon spear in his hand was gently raised, accurately blocking the big knife in the chaotic light, and then the energy was swallowed, and the silver dragon spear was like a magnet to firmly absorb the big knife.

The step was wrong, and at the same time as letting go of the two long sticks without wind, the silver dragon spear in his hand sucked the big knife and turned it, and the big knife slashed uncontrollably on the last long stick, and the knives and sticks collided, and the two figures shook their whole bodies and wanted to retract in a hurry.

But it was easy for them to come and want to leave, but it was difficult for them to leave, after Zhao Yun's spear led the big knife to cut the long stick, his footsteps turned lightly and turned around, and he moved forward smoothly for half a minute, and the spear drew a silver arc in the air with the shock of the knife and stick exchange, and in a clear dragon groan, he swept the figure of the big knife that intended to retreat.

With a pop, the figure and the broadsword dissipated into smoke without resistance, and there was no trace of it.

Speaking of it for a long time, in fact, in an instant, four figures besieged, and were smashed by Zhao Yun one by one, and the three retreated and one dissipated.

And after this round, Zhao Yun not only roughly figured out the strength level of the other party, but also killed one in a gesture, and suddenly his heart was stirred, and he quietly gave birth to a strong self-confidence of "I am awesome".

Immediately, without waiting for the other party to besiege again, he stepped forward, the silver dragon spear in his hand became more and more handy, the coiling dragon marksmanship became smooth from a little jerky, the footsteps shook the silver spear and stabbed, and then went down to the second city in an instant, and the two figures turned into ashes and dissipated.

After the three kills, Zhao Yun only felt that his thoughts were all over the body, and his footsteps changed, like a blessing to his soul, and he inadvertently mixed the longitudinal cloud ladder he had figured out in the Panlong marksmanship, and suddenly people flew like catkins, and people floated behind the last figure.