After taking care of the young dragon lizards and the ruins guards, only the ruins guards flying around in the sky were left.
Not only is that thing as annoying as a fly, but it also has extremely thick health.
For novice players, it is extremely unfriendly.
Jiang Ning remained calm and took out Kungannir, the gun of destiny, from his backpack.
The effect of this gun is that it is sure to hit once thrown.
Although using Kungannir to deal with the ruin hunters is a bit overkill, it feels like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
But now is also a good time to test the power of Quunganir.
While Shen He and the others couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the ruins, they didn't have to explain how the weapons came from.
Jiang Ning raised his hand again and threw the spear of destiny in his hand.
It was obvious that the same strength and skills were used, but Jiang Ning could clearly feel that the power of Kunggang Neil was far greater than that of the Black Rock Spear.
Kungannir turned into a black light and headed straight towards the ruins guard, causing a strong sound of breaking through the air.
After all, it is the weapon of God King Odin, and its lethality is extraordinary.
The relic hunter hovering in the air does not know that danger is coming. After all, it is a cold machine without emotions and is only responsible for executing killing orders.
It will only run the program according to the set programming.
Facing Kungannir with a strong aura of death, the ruins guards detected the danger and adjusted their movement speed and irregular flight trajectory to avoid the attack.
However, no matter how it dodges, it is in vain.
Once Kungunnir is thrown, it is sure to hit.
Click, click, click.
The distance between the two sides continued to shorten, and finally Kungannir penetrated the body of the ruin hunter.
It was obviously a huge flying iron sheet, but at this moment it was as weak as paper. Let Kungannir destroy the armor inch by inch.
It’s not that the defense of the relic hunter is weak, but that the killing power of Kungannir is too strong. Even the relic hunter is still vulnerable to it, and instantly turns into a pile of scrap metal, without even any room to struggle. No!
"Okay, we can go in." Jiang Ning calmly took back Kungan Nier, turned to face the people outside and said.
The only guardians of the ruins are the ruins guards, the ruins hunters, and two young dragon lizards.
Now that all enemies have been cleared, there is no threat to the ruins.
He observed the situation inside the ruins and wondered whether he should light a few torches to increase visibility.
"Brother, is it really safe now?" Xiang Ling walked into the ruins and looked around carefully.
It's really like the story Tian Tiezui told, the ruins are full of dangers, and if you don't pay attention, your life may be lost!
Now Xiangling is convinced. She no longer has the excitement and joy before the adventure, but only nervousness and apprehension.
It feels like walking on thin ice. I don’t know whether I will make it ashore or fall into an ice cave.
"Hand in hand, I'm afraid I'll get lost with you!" Xiang Ling said quickly.
Humans have an instinctive resistance to darkness, and the environment in the ruins is full of unknowns, making Xiangling feel insecure at all.
If she accidentally got separated from everyone, she would probably be frightened and cry, right?
No, no, we still have to hold hands so we don’t get separated.
"Xiang Ling is right, let's hold hands to prevent getting separated." Jiang Ning said plausibly.
He thought about lighting a trade torch, but Xiangling's proposal was obviously better.
"Sister, it's too dark here, I'm holding your hand." Jiang Ning said righteously.
"Okay." Shen He nodded slightly and stretched out his hand.
To be honest, this is the first time Jiang Ning holds Shen He's hand.
Unlike what he imagined, Shen He's fingers were not callused due to years of practice.
On the contrary, Shen He's little hands were smooth and delicate, just like a young lady who came from a wealthy family and whose fingers were not wet with spring water.
"Jiang Ning..."
In the darkness, Shen He gently called Jiang Ning's name.
"Senior sister, what's wrong?"
"I don't want to be separated from you, so can you hold me tight?"
"Okay. I promise you."
The four people groped for a while in the dim environment, and finally found the precious treasure box and the gorgeous treasure box.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining two hundred rough stones]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining two hundred rough stones]
As the system sounded, another four hundred rough stones came into the account.
Although I did a little tiring work during my trip this afternoon, fortunately, I harvested 1,300 rough stones, so it was not a loss after all.
After that, the four returned to Liyue Port.
It was already sunset when we arrived at Liyue Port, and Xiang Ling immediately separated from Jiang Ning and his group.
Because she made an agreement with Grandma Ping to come back and continue today's practice after the expedition is over.
"Master, I'm here!" Xiangling was calling Grandma Ping from a long distance away.
Grandma Ping, who was watering the glazed lilies, stopped what she was doing and looked up.
"It turns out Xiangling is here. How was your game this afternoon?"
In Grandma Ping's view, the so-called adventure that children take out is actually a game.
"Master, I went to Cuijue Slope with my elder brothers and sisters this afternoon and entered the ruins." Xiang Ling looked very excited.
Although I was frightened at the time, looking back now, it was still very exciting.
"The ruins of Cuijuepo? So that's where you went."
Grandma Ping has an impression of Cuijuepo and knows the seal there.
"Yeah, let me tell you about my afternoon experience."
Grandma Ping nodded happily: "Okay, okay, you speak slowly and I listen slowly."
Not long after, Xiang Ling told Grandma Ping everything that happened in the afternoon.
"Master, can I become as powerful as my big brothers and sisters in the future?" Xiang Ling raised her head and asked curiously.
"It will definitely be possible, I have confidence in you." Grandma Ping nodded in response. She has always been an encouraging educationist.
"Then let's start today's practice."
"Speaking of which, have you thought about what weapons you want to learn?"
"arms?"
Xiangling hesitated for a moment, and a picture of Jiang Ning holding a spear flashed in his mind.
"Master, I want to learn how to shoot! Is that okay?"
"Learning to shoot? Of course."
"There are many types of guns, but they remain the same. There are three basic skills in marksmanship: blocking, nagging."
Grandma Ping's tone was gentle and she came gracefully.
Her figure overlapped with that of Zhenjun Liuyun from many years ago.
At this time, Xiang Ling was just like Jiang Ning and Shen He, listening attentively.
The gears of fate began to turn.
I'm walking the same path you walked.
"Speaking of guns, do you know any famous guns?" Grandma Ping asked with a smile.
"I know!" Xiangling nodded repeatedly.
"Barrett! Big brother told me!"
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