Before they could react, they stretched out their hands and instantly grabbed the necks of the two people.

In front of everyone, the two of them were like shriveled eggplant, and they became fucked by humans in a flash.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other people turned around and ran away.

But no matter how fast they are, can they be faster than the weapon spirit?

When they turned around and ran two steps, they had already fallen into the hands of the spirit.

As expected, he turned into a mummy in the blink of an eye.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This is the legendary pig teammate.

They are praised for their failures and are more than defeated!!

Do these people really know what they are doing?

Why didn't she get started?

It’s because she is no match for the spirit of the weapon!!

Even she is no match for the spirit of the weapon. What can these guys do when they come over?

Although their mind is good, they may need help!!

But, at such a time, standing still is already a big help, okay?

Now, it's OK!!

All previous efforts have been wasted!!

Why do you have to have a few living people here, the guy with the spirit of the artifact?

Of course it is to supplement your nutrition!

What about now?

Get what you want!!

The few of them rushed up, which was equivalent to giving the guy a shot of chicken blood and hanging a bottle of nutrient solution.

Originally, Feng Chenglin had already gained the upper hand when fighting and killing.

But these people are suffering...

have to!!

The spirit of the weapon is resurrected with full blood!

It's so good to fight again!!

Although those guys who helped were kind-hearted, they also paid their lives for it.

But Ling Luoyu still couldn't help but complain: When he didn't understand anything, can't he be a quiet audience?

As a quiet and beautiful man, isn’t he fragrant?

Why do you have to take your life and give your opponent a head and provide supplies?!

It's so fatal!!

After absorbing the lives of two people, the spirit of the artifact became even more arrogant.

Looking at Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu's eyes were filled with violence and blood.

In his opinion, these two people must die here today, otherwise, he would probably have no tomorrow.

Therefore, no matter what, the culprit will be killed.

The spirit of the weapon tilted his head and moved his body.

From beginning to end, his eyes locked Ling Luoyu.

Feng Chenglin realized something was wrong: "San Young Master, this guy looks like he will definitely get you today!"

"He is not stupid, so he will not let me go!"

Not to mention, this weapon spirit itself is very smart.

He knows to avoid the most important things and knows what his weaknesses are.

Then he must also know that she, Ling Luoyu, is the master of this game.

If you kill her, then Feng Chenglin and others will lose their backbone.

For this game where the backbone is lost, the spirit of the artifact can completely win the final victory with its absolute advantage.

If she is a spirit of the weapon, she will find a way to get rid of herself as soon as possible!!

Feng Chenglin held the soul blade in his hand, crossed his head slightly, and comforted him.

"San Young Master, don't worry, I'm in front of you, let alone a spirit of the weapon, even if there are ten or eight clones, I will knock them down..."

I really don’t know what the weapon spirit is thinking. Even though I know it’s not his opponent, I actually want to attack Ling Luoyu. How could it be possible?

As long as he is there for a day and he is still taking a breath, he will never let anyone hurt Ling Luoyu a little bit.
Chapter completed!