Some things are very precious to the natives.

But it is very ordinary to Wang Wen's team.

Ordinary props like [Da Luo Creation Pill] that can buy one with just a few thousand points, let alone go to the prop market to purchase.

Even if Zhu Xingguo's own skills are exchanged with his left and right hands, he can easily create hundreds of them - the seventh level [Advanced All Things] cools for 12 hours, and 6 can be copied out of thin air each time. Each of these 6 can be sold into [Equivalent Exchange] to generate a separate record. The seventh level [Equivalent Exchange] can be bought back 64 times, which means that 6x64 can be made on average 384 every 12 hours.

All of these more than 300 pieces are bought with points and only one million points will be earned.

With the average of the team's wealth of over 100 billion now, it's a drop in the bucket.

Since I took the fox as a weapon spirit.

Wang Wen seemed to have more emotions towards the local natives.

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

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

Giving the middle-aged man the [Da Luo Creation Pill] is an external manifestation of this emotion.

Fortunately, there are no tower climbers around him at this moment.

Even the spirit fox is not there.

Otherwise, you will probably be shocked and your chin will be glaring.

Wang Wen himself seemed to have not realized it.

He took out another [Da Luo Creation Pill] without any concern and asked in the middle-aged man's eyes like a ghost: "How effective is it? Do you need another one?"

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

Wait until you notice your actions.

He quickly withdrew his hand and nodded while waved his hand: "Okay."

Wang Wen: "..."

youth:"..."

Middle-aged people feel that their brains have lost their function.

"No need." Wang Wen stuffed [Da Luo Creation Pill] into his hand: "Just treat it as a sugar bean, don't be nervous."

The middle-aged man almost cried.

I just experienced it.

Take one pill and you will get rid of your damaged tendons and veins.

Even many old injuries show signs of recovery!

Where is this kind of sugar bean in the world?!

He really didn't dare to collect this one again. If he collected it again, he felt that he was only left to sell himself to make it clear.

However, the young man next to him was flushed with excitement.

It is difficult to extricate yourself from the "expert model" that you are obsessed with in your own understanding.

As for his mood at this moment, if he became emperor, he would probably even be able to give the throne directly.

Of course, it seems that something that will make him more excited when he really gives him the throne.

Because Wang Wen will most likely refuse disdainfully.

Then in the eyes of young people it becomes:

Don't even want the throne?

How tall should this person be?

Is the emperor who is not beautiful in the world not worthy of being a god?

The youth cannot understand.

Middle-aged people can't understand it.

Wang Wen's inadvertent behavior made these two local natives think of all kinds of strange ideas.

Seeing the middle-aged man holding the "sweet beans" and he was reluctant to eat them, he was even more reluctant to refuse.

Youth really feels unbearable.

He tried to say to Wang Wen: "Master, this is really too expensive. We feel guilty. Otherwise, you should exchange money and goods. You can quote as high as possible. Xiao Wang has nothing else, but there are still some money and goods."

Wang Wen looked at him with a strange look: "Forget it, even if gold is not worth much. Although we can't get all these elixirs, they are enough. If you two like them, you can give them a few. What's wrong with you?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man looking ecstatic and dying, and kept moaning with his mouth "Oh oh oh" in his mouth.

The young man feels that he loves this "expert model" so much.

I have been talking about money myself, but I have never cared about it.

It's really too much.

Wang Wen frowned.

Thinking about it.

He reached out and threw a [Purification] for him.

The other party showed no sign of being "purified" and was still "oh".

Until it is awakened by middle-aged people.

The young man then wiped his saliva.

Looking at Wang Wen, who had long ignored him and began to observe the ground, pursed his lips and said to the middle-aged man softly: "Master Yun, do you think this elixir is too ordinary or too high that he would give this thing easily?"

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

"I think so too." The young man's eyes were filled with ecstasy: "I'm afraid I didn't really meet an immortal!"

Wang Wen, who was being discussed in front, focused on the ground and controlled his energy and moved forward a distance along the battlefield.

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

It's different from the scene within the border.

This is a dark place.

There was almost no light.

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

The middle-aged man nodded: "The most powerful general in the North is famous for his fierceness and cruelty. He never leaves any survivors wherever he goes. The soldiers under the extremely strict army are all ruthless and difficult to deal with."

Wang Wen nodded.

A stream of energy was divided into a giant foot that turned into a sky.

Kicked over the largest tents with one kick.

The camp below suddenly heard a dense shout and gong ringing sound.

Torches lit up in patches around them.

Countless figures surged out from various tents.

The guns and halberds were neatly dressed in their hands, as if they were always on guard against their opponent's night attack.

But when the crowd gathered in the camp, no sign of the attacker was found.

The crowd was as confused as an ants who had lost food inexplicably.

Among them was a tall man with deep armor and strong body. He walked to the overturned tent to check in surrounded by a group of equally strong soldiers.

"Flying" cannot be seen clearly in the air, and the middle-aged man did not make any statements.

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

Only the people on the ground saw no progress above their heads.

And this group of people is so insidious that the largest tents are filled with dummies made of straw clothes.

There is no real person sleeping in it.

If there is really a bad guy who comes to the camp at night, he will probably not be able to die in peace.

Wang Wen waved his hand and turned Tongtian's huge feet into giant hands, pinching the tall man into the air.

The man struggled desperately at the beginning.

He was stunned after his body left the ground.

All the soldiers were also shocked.

He looked at the night sky with his head raised.

Without light, Wang Wen and the other two were completely invisible in the air.

I could only watch my general "ascend" and disappear inexplicably.
To be continued...