After traveling for eight years, you said that I am a villain?Panic

At this time, Jin Dazhong was so shocked by the battle in the distance that he almost fell to the ground.

He didn't expect people to be able to play such a gorgeous and cool skill.

I thought that after I had superpowers, I would be superhuman.

The people who led the big stick regained the lost ground, drove away and even beheaded those demons.

Then expand the territory and complete the feat of unifying the world.

In the end, he led his men out of the blue star and became the overlord of the universe.

Unexpectedly, this super power of mine is like a firecracker at best.

Look over there, there are streaks of sword energy.

Shave scrapped cars into pieces of scrap iron.

The hard concrete road on the ground was plowed into shocking ravines.

too scary! ! !

So violent! ! !

Too fucking inhuman! ! !

Are you so special that you are not a scene from a fantasy novel over there in Longguo?

Is it?

Dragon Kingdom's fantasy novels are not novels at all?

but autobiography?

Thinking of this, a plan slowly took shape in Jin Dazhong's mind.

A crazy, bold, shameless and wretched plot was quietly revealed.

Kim Dae-jong, whose eyes were full of wisdom, raised an inexplicable smile.

At this moment, Wang Moyi felt that his stomach was about to explode.

The problem of spiritual energy in the body is solved.

However, he overlooked a problem.

A big problem.

His mental strength couldn't keep up.

Fighting in reality is not a game,

With a small hand, press the button.

skills can be played out.

After fighting for so long, Wang Moyi felt very tired.

It's like being up all night for a week, completely gutted.

"Master!!!!"

A figure appeared in the distance.

It was the elder of the Demon Race who was following Wei Muxin.

Wang Moyi couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Among those present, only he has the lowest cultivation base.

At this time, the opponent joined another old clapper.

This? ? ?

Do you want Young Master Wang's life?

At this time, he looked at the rebels on Kim Dae Jong's side.

Although all kinds of brilliant skills are also playing non-stop.

It's just that power, it can be used against ordinary demon soldiers and demons.

But to deal with these masters, I'm afraid they can only be like a lighter, hitting a chicken.

[Do you want to draw a lottery? 】

Wang Moyi fell into a dilemma.

In the past, the lottery draw was quiet, so find a good time.

It's a frenzied fight right now.

I'm afraid I won't be able to get something good.

After firing a few more sword qi,

Wang Moyi felt that he couldn't take it anymore.

The consumption of high-intensity fighting spirit power is too great.

The main reason is that his cultivation base is too low.

[Smoked,! ! ! 】

A familiar interface appeared in Wang Moyi's mind.

This time there was no time to take a closer look, so Wang Moyi clicked impatiently.

The big turntable started spinning again.

Wang Moyi had never felt that the turntable was turning so slowly before.

I just found out today that this dog is so f*cking tormenting.

How good are you at opening a blind box?

[No, why is the color of the turntable different this time? 】

As soon as Wang Mo looked at the big green turntable, a big fool floated in his heart.

He had a bad feeling.

His eyes drifted to Zhuge Qingzhou.

Zhuge Qingzhou, who had just suppressed his injuries, stood up, but he still hadn't recovered.

A big hand clapped again.

"Nima!!!"

After a roar, Zhuge Qingzhou, like fallen leaves in the wind, crossed a beautiful parabola and crashed into a building.

Immediately, the seven orifices were bleeding, and the eyes were full of stars, and he struggled for a long time without getting up.

He simply gave up struggling, and simply lay down on the ground to heal his injuries.

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for using a lucky draw opportunity and getting a big cigar. The product has been put on the store shelves. Welcome to the host to buy!"

Hearing the system's notification tone, Wang Moyi was a little confused on the spot.

Big cigar?

What the hell?

Is this something that can appear in the fantasy world?

and also?

When did this broken system become, become, become so down-to-earth?

Still here to buy?

Looking at the big thick and long brown cigar in his hand.

Wang Moyi was speechless.

In the gap between the fight, he even took the time to turn over.

Almost fell to the ground!

[Fuck, you stupid x system, come out and explain!What is Wang Moyi's big cigar? 】

Looking at the large golden characters on the cigar, Wang Moyi was speechless.

I saw a line of big golden characters printed on the thick and long cigar.

It's really bling.

It really shines a golden light, and it's so fucking dazzling.

While Wang Moyi was about to curse a few words, the system notification sounded again in his head.

"Ding dong, Wang Moyi's big cigar, produced by the system, must be a high-quality product. Efficacy: quickly restore mental power, refresh the mind, and quickly eliminate people's troubles and fatigue. It is a must-have at home and the best choice for looting."

Wang Moyi shut up immediately.

He picked up the cigar, rubbed his fingers slightly, and a flame appeared.

He took a deep breath.

A puff of fragrant and cool smoke penetrated through the nostrils, and then bursts of coolness emerged from the back and rushed to the head.

Wang Mo suddenly felt that the confusion in his head was reduced by half, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

"shuang"

Wang Mo laughed out loud.

A cloud of turbid smoke spewed out from the mouth and nose.

The fatigue from before was almost gone.

But in the next second, Wang Mo stared dumbfounded at the smoke he emitted in front of him.

I saw thin smoke floating in front of Wang Moyi, and a line of golden characters loomed.

"Wang Moyi's Big Cigar"

[What the hell? 】

Wang Moyi looked at the scene in front of him speechlessly.

His face trembled a few times.

He looked at the big cigar in his hand.

He looked again at a line of large characters that could not be dissipated for a long time.

Wang Mo immediately cast his eyes on the system in admiration.

This sound and light effect,

So fucking explosive.

After eating a few mouthfuls of ham sausage, Wang Moyi took a few mouthfuls of big cigars again?

At this time, Wang Moyi felt an unprecedented spirit.

It seems that playing for a few more days and nights will not be a problem.

Zhuge Qingzhou and others also discovered Wang Moyi's different outfit.

Jin Dazhong saw the big cigar in Wang Mo's mouth from afar.

Looking at the man in front of him, he was actually smoking a cigar so leisurely in such a tense fight.

Immediately want to display the plan in mind early.

After the black mist youth punched Wang Mo a few times, he suddenly felt bad.

He has a lot of fighting experience, and he found that Wang Moyi's mental strength can't keep up, and the rhythm of fighting is also slowing down, but why is he doing it again now?

Is this kid doing it again?

but,

He can't do it himself! !

He is just a stream of energy left on Wei Muxin's body, and it is almost reaching its limit now.

The elder Huashen who joined later was like a mad dog, and the violent energy was vented out without money.

It's just that most of them were blocked by the broken little clock above Wang Moyi's head.

Seeing that Wang Moyi was about to be exhausted, who would have thought that this kid would suddenly become lively again.

The old man felt a little bitter in his heart, he saw the cold eyes of the young man in the black mist sweeping towards him.

"It's over!!!"

As soon as the two words appeared in his mind, the black mist youth turned into a puff of thick smoke, and entered the old man's body from his mouth and nose.