Returning From Level 900

Some things are very precious to the natives.

But for Wang Wen's team, it was very ordinary.

Like [Daluo Good Fortune Pill], you can buy an ordinary item with a few thousand points, not to mention going to the item market to buy it.

Even if Zhu Xingguo's own skills are interchanged with his left and right hands, he can easily make hundreds of them - the seventh level [Advanced All Things] has a cooldown of 12 hours, and 6 pieces can be copied out of thin air each time, and each of these 6 pieces can be sold into [ A separate record is generated in the Equivalent Exchange], and the seventh-level [Equivalent Exchange] can buy back 64 times each record, which is equivalent to 6x64, which can produce 384 per 12 hours on average.

These more than 300 pieces are all purchased with points, and it is only one million points.

The fact that the team has an average family of more than 100 billion is a drop in the bucket.

Ever since accepting a fox as a tool spirit.

Wang Wen seems to have a lot of affection for the local aborigines.

In his eyes, he no longer looked at the natives as if looking at cold numbers.

There will also be very little concern for the same kind.

Giving [Daluo Good Fortune Pill] to middle-aged people is the external expression of this emotion.

Thankfully, there are no tower climbers by his side at the moment.

Not even the spirit fox was there.

Otherwise, you will probably drop your jaw and stare.

Wang Wen didn't even realize it.

He took out another [Daluo Good Fortune Pill] without caring, and asked in the middle-aged man's ghostly eyes, "What's the effect? ​​Do you want another one?"

The middle-aged man shook his head again and again, stretched out his hand and said, "No, no."

Wait until you notice your actions.

He quickly retracted his hand, nodded and waved, "Okay, okay."

Wang Wen: "..."

youth:"..."

Middle-aged people feel as if their brains have lost their function.

"It's not necessary." Wang Wen shoved [Daluo Fortune Pill] into his hand: "Just treat it as a jelly bean, don't be nervous."

The middle-aged man almost didn't cry.

Just felt it.

One bite will heal your damaged muscles.

Even many old injuries are showing signs of recovery!

Where in the world is there such jelly beans? !

He really didn't dare to take this one again, and if he took it again, he felt that he really had to sell himself to be able to pay it off.

On the other hand, the young man next to him was flushed with excitement.

It is difficult to extricate yourself from being addicted to the "superior mode" in your own understanding.

As far as his mood at this moment is concerned, if he becomes an emperor, it is estimated that he can even give the throne directly.

Of course, it seems that something even more exciting will happen to him if he is really sent to the throne.

Because there is a high probability that Wang Wen will refuse with disdain.

Then in the eyes of young people it becomes:

Don't even want the throne?

How tall should this man be?

The world is not beautiful, the emperor is not worthy of being a god?

Young people cannot understand.

Middle-aged people are even more incomprehensible.

Wang Wen's inadvertent behavior made these two local natives come up with all kinds of strange thoughts.

Seeing the middle-aged man holding "jelly beans", he was unwilling to eat and even more unwilling to refuse.

Young people are really unbearable.

He tried to say to Wang Wen: "Master, this is too expensive, we deserve it, or we should exchange it with money and things, you can quote a higher price as much as possible, Xiao Wang has nothing else, money and things. There are still some."

Wang Wen looked at him strangely: "Forget about money and things, even gold is not worth much, these medicinal herbs are not inexhaustible, but they are enough. If you two like it, you can give it to you." How many. What's the matter with you?"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the young man's face full of hysteria, and his mouth kept moaning with a guttural sound of "oh oh oh".

Young people feel that they simply love this "superior model".

I have been talking about money, and people have not been rude.

There are so many.

Wang Wen frowned.

Think about it.

Reached out and threw a [Purification] to him.

The other party did not show any signs of being "purified", and was still "oh".

until awakened by a middle-aged man.

The young man wiped his saliva.

Looking at Wang Wen, who had long since ignored him and began to observe the ground, he pursed his lips and said softly to the middle-aged man, "Commander Yun, do you think this medicinal pill is too common or is it too high for someone to give it away so easily? give?"

The middle-aged man analyzed it through the elimination method: "This medicinal pill can restore the damaged muscles and veins in my body, and even the old wounds have signs of healing. It is absolutely extraordinary! It must be too high!"

"This king thinks so too." The young man's eyes were full of ecstasy: "I'm afraid I didn't really meet an immortal!"

Wang Wen, who was being discussed in front of him, looked at the ground intently, and controlled the energy to move forward a certain distance along the battlefield.

I saw a tent lined up horizontally in the dark shadow in the distance.

It's different from what's on the border.

It's dark here.

There is hardly any light.

Wang Wen pointed to the tent and asked the middle-aged man, "Are these the enemies who came to attack?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "The most powerful general in the North Country is known for his ferocity and brutality. He never leaves a living room wherever he goes. The soldiers under his extremely strict army are all fierce and hard to deal with."

Wang Wen nodded.

A stream of energy is split into giant feet.

Kicked over the largest tents.

The camp below suddenly sounded dense shouts and gongs.

There were torches all around.

Countless figures poured out from the tents.

The spear and halberd are neatly dressed in hand and armour, as if they have been on guard for the night attack of the opponent.

But when people Wu Yangyang gathered in the camp, they did not find the shadow of the attacker.

The crowd wondered like ants who lost their food for no apparent reason.

One of them was a tall man with deep armor and a sturdy physique. Surrounded by a group of equally sturdy soldiers, he walked to the overturned tent to check.

"Fly" could not be seen clearly in the air, and the middle-aged man made no sign.

Wang Wen naturally didn't know who those people were.

There is no progress above the head of the person who only sees the ground.

And this group of people is really insidious, and the largest tents are actually full of dummies dressed in straw clothes.

No real person slept in it at all.

If there are really unlucky people who come to attack the camp at night, I am afraid that they will not be able to rest their eyes.

Wang Wen waved his hand to turn his giant feet into giant hands, pinched the tall man and lifted it into the air.

The man struggled desperately at first.

He was stunned when his body left the ground.

All the soldiers were also stunned.

Leng Leng raised his head and looked at the night sky.

In the absence of light, the three Wang Wen who were in the air could not be seen at all.

He could only watch his generals "fly up" and disappear inexplicably.

The middle-aged man saw a figure rise in front of him.

The black lacquer can't see the appearance.

But from the shape of the other party, you can tell that the person in front of you is by no means an ordinary person.

At least Kong Wu is strong and courageous.

In the middle of the night, he was suddenly raised in the air and did not urinate.

You can also pretend to speak calmly and ask questions.

For example, at this moment, the person is saying: "Where is the holy shot, I will not know where to offend, please forgive me if I have offended you."

Wang Wen didn't answer and asked, "Are you the commander of this army?"

The man said ambiguously, "What will be the matter of seeking the Lord?"

See his slick look.

Wang Wen smiled: "If you are the general, then we can discuss the surrender, if not you will die."

The other side was startled again, and asked extremely puzzled: "Who are you? Why did you intervene in the war between the two countries?"

Wang Wen shook his head and stretched out his hand to introduce to the dark figure behind him: "Introduction, this is the prince."

The opposite was stunned: "Which prince?"

The young man snorted.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth to show his identity: "Open your eyes and see clearly, it is my Royal Highness the Second Prince who is standing in front of you!"

A few people just talked in the dark.

No matter whether you open your eyes or not, you can't see each other's face clearly.

On the other hand, the other party heard the middle-aged man's voice, and said suddenly: "Dare to ask if the famous Southern Dynasty Wu Sheng Yunmu is currently?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Wen but said nothing.

The fight just now, which he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes, hit him greatly, how could he have the nerve to admit the title of "Martial Saint".

Wang Wen didn't care about that either.

Carrying the tall man, he continued to ask, "So are you the general? Surrender or not?"

The other party laughed several times.

Finally, he sighed and said, "There is no hope that there are immortals in the Southern Dynasty who will help our army to win. If we drop early, we may still be able to get some small officials."

He bowed his hands to the young man in the shadows: "In this case, Second Highness, from now on, Su Su will only be your horse's head!"

The youth's tone was overjoyed: "Su? You really are General Su Sheng Su?!"

"It's right here." Seeing that the other party knew his name, Su Sheng was a little proud.

The young man approached Wang Wen and said happily, "This man is a famous general in the Northern Kingdom. Tonight, he captured the enemy's leader without hurting anyone, and our morale will definitely be boosted. The royal father will definitely reward him with great joy!"

Wang Wen recalled the progress on the heads of the soldiers in the border before, and responded casually.

He was not looking for someone to surrender at all for the emperor's reward.

Just wanted to make progress a little less dead.

Of course, it is also possible to destroy all the troops that came to attack.

But now there is no upper limit on energy, it is better to save a little.

He held Su Sheng down to the ground and asked the other party to arrange the surrender of the entire army.

The young man next to him was still overjoyed and excited: "It's really great! With this kind of generals in charge of the army, the sergeants of my dynasty will no longer be tired, and I will have greater confidence to fight and win when I go to other countries. As expected of an expert, tonight’s action should be a great achievement!”

Wang Wen looked at him: "Do you like this person very much?"

The young man replied: "Of course! This is the famous general of the Northern Kingdom! All the countries around him have the desire to seek talents with him. It is a godsend to fall into my dynasty today!"

Speaking of which.

He glanced at Wang Wen.

He changed his words and said, "It's all thanks to the expert! Xiao Wang would like to thank the emperor for the father!"

Wang Wen nodded.

Looking down at the "Famous North Country General" below, he immediately shrank into the crowd and hid himself in the crowd.

After a while.

A group of men in cotton clothes of the same color, all stripped of their outer armor, fled.

The rest of the soldiers put out their torches with all their might.

The camp fell into darkness in an instant.

Wang Wen said to the dumbfounded young man behind him: "It seems that the famous general of the Northern Kingdom is not very trustworthy."

The young man was very annoyed: "Su Sheng, the cannibal demon, is such a despicable person!"

Wang Wen waved out a large transparent barrier to surround the camp.

While condensing a few bright little suns, they were thrown over the camp to be responsible for lighting.

These little suns of pure energy are not like the energy consumed by the creation out of thin air, which can only be manipulated by five shattering elements or scattered and cannot be recovered.

Small suns of pure energy can be recycled.

Just like the little sun of energy kept in Zhu Xingguo's side, it can be absorbed back into the body as an energy supplement.

Wang Wen has not attacked with Little Sun for a long time.

Not to mention the waste of energy, the power is not easy to control.

You can't win without blowing up.

It's easy to hurt yourself more easily.

Now it's a good use for lighting.

The amount of energy dissipated during lighting is not much.

The duration is determined purely by the amount of energy.

Better than Ren Ruanuan's [Lossless Lighting].

Wang Wen threw several small suns over the camp.

The entire camp was as bright as the daytime corners and corners.

The "cotton clothes" who fled in all directions hit the transparent barrier on their horses.

One by one fell to the ground.

Sitting in a daze.

The young and middle-aged people watching this scene in the sky can even feel their confusion and despair.

"Immortal" shot, where is there any hope of escape.

Cotton clothes are helpless.

Sitting on the ground in a daze.

Wang Wen didn't want to waste time, and swung his scepter to make an oath.

This vow is interesting.

It will make Su Sheng's head glow green.

That is to say, there will be a small green sun shining precisely above Su Sheng's head, and will follow him until the energy is exhausted.

The oath fell.

There was no green light on the heads of the "cotton clothes" of the three parties watching.

Instead, a green light appeared in a camp where the chaotic soldiers poured in.

The green light flickered, as if countless people were trying to put it out.

It's a pity that the power of the oath is not so easy to solve~www.wuxiahere.com~ The scepter kept extracting Wang Wen's energy, the green light in the tent became brighter and brighter, and finally it was so green that it almost illuminated half of the night sky.

tent door.

A soldier with a huge green light above his head walked out dejectedly.

A group of similarly dejected soldiers followed.

Su Sheng, who was wearing a green light, looked up at the sky.

"Bangdang" dropped the weapon and armor.

The serial number failed to escape the pursuit of the immortals, and this was not played by people at all.

He finally gave up the idea of ​​running away.

Surrender loudly.

The other soldiers inside and outside the camp also threw away their weapons.

in a blink.