"Momma, it's so scary! Fortunately, I ran fast!"

The soldier grinned in pain as he touched the place he had photographed by Xu Chongbao.

The appearance of the two little guys was like a farce. Although it did not cause any decisive blow to Xu Chongbao, it also helped Duanmu Ming get a chance to breathe. More importantly, it completely interrupted Xu Chongbao's attack rhythm.

Duanmu Ming pointed his toes, and the golden light released by the artifact fell on Xu Chongbao again, but the other party's expression was no longer panicked.

The first time was panic, the second time was a little uncomfortable, but the third time he was completely prepared.

When his body suddenly sank, the spiritual power in his body surged to offset the sudden weight, and then blocked Duanmu Ming's attack, which was completely orderly.

"The artifact is mine!"

After blocking the opponent's attack, Xu Chongbao stretched out his right hand and grabbed Duanmu Ming's wrist. After seeing the knife falling off from Duanmu Ming's hand, his mouth opened and his eyes were full of excitement.

He threw Duanmu Ming out with a swing, and then chased towards the falling artifact.

At this time, the sword in Jun Qianxi's hand suddenly broke free and rushed towards the place where the knife fell.

The two magical artifacts collided again, and two beams of gold and silver rays tangled and soared into the sky.

Duanmu Ming and Jun Qianxi were shocked suddenly, and several lines of words appeared in their minds at the same time.

Stars? Shallow moon?

The two of them clearly heard the shouts, which were actually the name of the sword.

They once tried to name swords, but they caused their dissatisfaction, and it turned out that they had their own names.

At this time, a loud dragon roar and a loud phoenix chirping sound rang out in the sky.

Dragon and stars, phoenix shallow moon!

It was actually a weapon spirit! There was an instrument spirit in the artifact, but they didn't even notice it.

When Jun Qianxi saw the phantoms appearing on the sword, the memory images of the two instrument spirits flashed in his mind, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red. It turned out that there was a kind of love in the world called living and dying together.

At this time, her sea of ​​consciousness had returned to peace, and the red light was obviously unable to break through the stone tablet and lie dormant again.

She had a little toe and appeared in the air almost at the same time as Duanmu Ming.

The two reached out and held their weapons again. Their souls were shocked at the same time, as if they had merged into one, and they could clearly hear the other's voices.

"Xiao Xier, is it okay!"

Duanmu Ming raised his hand and wiped the blood on her lips, his eyes full of pain.

"Ming, where was he injured?"

Jun Qianxi held his hand, and his spiritual power quickly merged into his tendons, warming the almost dry tendons.

"A magical artifact, another magical artifact?"

After being bounced away by the light of the artifact, Xu Chongbao wandered around in the distance.

After discovering this fact, no matter how calm he is, he cannot hide his excitement.

"Swords, all of them are mine!"

He roared and rushed towards the two people who were hugging each other like crazy.

Duanmu Ming and Jun Qianxi looked at each other, and both raised the weapons in their hands at the same time and waved them forward.

The two attacks were strangely merged together, and the dark night sky was illuminated by light again, and Xu Chongbao's figure gradually disappeared in this light curtain, with no residue left.

The merger of swords is the top attack of two magical tools. Only two people who truly love each other and are willing to sacrifice their lives for each other can be released.
Chapter completed!