The old driver of the infinite world

As the saying goes, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind, but at a high altitude that neither of these two have noticed, a goshawk with rich hunting experience is hovering here to overlook the overall situation, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

For reincarnators, their greatest reliance is their familiarity with the plot, so they can always cut in at the most critical node to gain benefits.

But for the plot world, these outsiders are a bunch of shit, whether they do good or evil, they always end up messing everything up.

If the original history is changed, then the world will no longer be the original world.

Seeing the three figures suddenly appearing from the shadows, Serena felt bad and wanted to retreat. She quietly glanced at Michael who was held in the hands of the man in black like a little chick, and then quietly went to Backed away, wanting to take advantage of the night to escape from this place of right and wrong.

But how could the reincarnators do what she wished? Yang Xuelin took out a silver dagger with a slight glint from her storage bag, and then took a stride forward and rushed forward in the blink of an eye. In front of Serena, the dagger stabbed out, reaching her throat.

"Enchanted weapon!" Serena's face darkened, obviously knowing that this dagger was unusual and would cause huge damage to dark creatures, so she raised her two guns and prepared to kill the opponent in advance with firepower, but continuous pulling of the trigger was also impossible. No bullets were ejected from the chamber, and only then did he remember that the magazines had already been exhausted in the corridor on the fifth floor.

Seeing that the short sword was approaching, she quickly put away her two spears, and then stretched out her hand to wipe it in front of her body. A blood-red silk thread oozes out from her palm, and a British long sword with a simple and simple appearance like red crystal is formed in an instant.

The next moment, the long sword met the short blade, and the clear clang like a wind chime spread far and wide in the silent night.

But after a face-to-face meeting, Serena was able to block it with ease, and even kicked Yang Xuelin in the abdomen during the gap between moves, causing her to back up again and again.

After all, he is an old goblin who has lived for hundreds of years. Apart from the ability of the blood race, the biggest trick is the long lifespan. After years of accumulation, even ordinary martial arts will gradually sublimate and become Not normal anymore.

Don't you see that Di Shitian, whose talent is inferior to that of a dog, has also created the Sacred Heart Jue after more than 1000 years of precipitation.

At this time, Serena was like a female swordsman, holding the blood-red long sword with both hands, standing among the enemies, looking left and right, her mind wavering.

Just now, she actually had a chance to kill her opponent, but the sudden gaze from the man in black made her heart palpitate. She knew that if she killed the woman in front of her, she would die too.

And for some reason, he suddenly felt that if he used the ultimate move, he would definitely die in front of the opponent.

Selina suppressed the panic in her heart, and slowly turned her head to meet the gaze of the man in black, but she didn't dare to look too much after just a glance, because the coldness in those eyes under the sunglasses made her Like falling into an ice cave.

Obviously, this is just a warning, a terrible warning.

And she also understood what he meant.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xiaohuo, Yang Xuelin, and Lin Juntian stepped forward and started beating together.

Serena suffered from the warning from the man in sunglasses, she didn't dare to kill the killer, so she could only become a training partner obediently.

On the other side, seeing the female vampire being so sensible, Wang Xiaoming smiled lightly and focused on the werewolf king Lucien.

This old wolf is very strong, with rough skin and thick flesh, but also awakened some wind attribute talents, even a marquis-level vampire may not be its opponent.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the wolf king who can cause the disaster of werewolves in the age of blood clan domination in the middle ages. Even the three elder vampires can't do anything to it.

But then again, no matter how strong Lucien is, he is definitely not the enemy of the three elders joining forces, but the three of them are afraid of each other, for fear that the other party will take advantage of the opportunity, so there is a chance for the rise of the werewolf.

After all, for a long time, werewolves were just slaves of vampires.

At this moment, Lucien looked coldly at the man in black and Michael in his hand, slowly transforming into a werewolf form, and in a blink of an eye, a tall and fierce upright giant wolf appeared in front of everyone.

Wang Xiaoming casually put the unconscious Michael on the ground, looked at the large beast in front of him calmly, and whispered, "That's it? Big Big Wolf is more fierce than you!"

As soon as the words fell, the upright giant wolf kicked its legs fiercely, and a pair of paws directly rushed towards the two of them, making fierce moves, directly killing people.

Even Michael, who is very important, is ready to be torn into pieces mercilessly. After all, for him, as long as he gets Michael's blood, it's better to live, and it doesn't matter if he dies.

And Wang Xiaoming looked at the giant wolf that was in front of him, and grasped it out of thin air, and a delicate and elegant long sword appeared in his hand. The sword was not out of the sheath, but he just turned sideways and stabbed fiercely at the wolf with the end of the scabbard. It hit the waist and abdomen of the giant wolf, and this place happened to have been slammed last night.

Hearing a painful whimper from the giant wolf, he twisted his body in mid-air and landed heavily on the ground.

This move made Lucien feel very familiar. The pain in his waist made him suddenly come back to his senses, and he yelled at the man in black, "Damn it, you are the witcher from yesterday!"

"Oh, I was recognized." Wang Xiaoming took off his sunglasses to reveal his true face, and replied in a neutral tone: "So what?"

Lucien is angry. Although demon hunters often set traps to hunt and kill dark creatures, they have never seen such a low-level demon hunter. Using paprika to deal with a werewolf with a keen sense of smell is not harmful, but Very insulting.

Many werewolves have not been able to calm down until now, their sense of smell and taste have failed, and they are sneezing all day long. Even if they are relieved, they have suffered serious sequelae. Knotted and snotted.

Afterwards, the giant wolf raised its head to the sky and let out a long howl, the hairs all over its body stood up like steel needles, and its original two-meter-high stature skyrocketed again until it became a real giant beast with a height of more than four meters.

The vertical pupils are dark green, the breathing is windy, and the feet are tens of inches long, glowing with a gloomy white light, which is intimidating to look at.

Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes slightly. After all, he underestimated the wolf king. Under the hands of the three vampire elders, he was able to make the wolf clan rise up.

But, that's it.

The next moment, the sword of oath and victory came out of its sheath, and with a flash of sword light, dozens of bloody wounds were left on the giant wolf's body, but after a few breaths, it returned to its original state.

The giant wolf roared in pain, its pupils were filled with anger, and its pair of claws that could easily break stones and metals crossed and slashed several air knives.

After Wang Xiaoming dodged easily, he drew a few more swords with ease, almost becoming a one-sided slap.

If it weren't for the extremely fast recovery speed of the giant wolf, he might have died of exhaustion.

Wang Xiaoming didn't resort to a killer move in order to win quickly, but leisurely wandered with the giant wolf, watching the three of them who were fighting with Serena by the way.

Although the current reincarnation people have good strengthening abilities, but without opening the gene lock, it is not bad to use two or three out of ten of one's strength.

In the future, there will be countless crises waiting for them. If they don't become stronger as soon as possible, they will die in a horror movie sooner or later.

And the best way to become stronger is to fight!
But now Wang Xiaoming has too few cards, every Samsara player with potential is invaluable, so he doesn't mind taking care of them before they grow up.

At night, a wolf howl spread far away, and gradually turned into a strange sound wave that ordinary people could hardly detect, passing through the pipes and gently echoing underground in Wudu.

The werewolf who heard it first pricked up his ears, raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, then ran away following the source of the sound.

Immediately afterwards, countless werewolves had the same reaction, running quickly through the sewers of Wudu.

Because their king is calling them.

And on a huge ship docked at a certain pier, an old man walked out of the cabin quickly with a scepter and looked into the distance, and said with an ugly face: "Who the hell? It's too big to force Lucian to call the wolf clan for support." A...death walker? Amelia?"

After a moment of silence, he dialed a number and said in a deep voice, "No matter what, we must cover up this matter."