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

Zhou Yang felt helpless in his heart.

Many people thought that the first generation of the Dragon Soul was destroyed because of exhaustion of energy.

In fact, the real situation is that when the energy was about to be exhausted, it was split in half by a master of the Demon Race.

[Is technology really inferior to fantasy?I don't believe it, if you give me time, I will definitely lead humans out of the blue star. 】

Zhou Yang looked gloomy,

You can't tell what you have,

No one would believe what he said,

After all, that thing is too nonsense.

Reality is not fiction!

However, at this time, the commotion of the Demon Race outside also attracted their attention.

It seems to be looking for a sixth child who engages in sneak attacks!

As soon as Wang Mo succeeded in the sneak attack, he stared at the sword box that the old man was carrying.

Because he felt carrying the sword box, when fighting,

Very handsome.

Wang Mo took a look at the messy battlefield, then looked left and right.

After a few seconds,

A demon wearing black armor and holding a sword came out of a private house.

"Hey bro. Jean, eh,"

"Borrowed, borrowed."

Some demon soldiers who were releasing their skills were pushed aside vigorously.

"What are you pushing?"

"Who the hell are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

"Why is your armor style different from mine? Which legion do you belong to?"

The demon slapped away the soldiers blocking his way.

"Don't get in the way and delay the big event, can you afford it?"

"Can Lao Tzu's armor be the same as yours? You cannon fodder, get out!"

The shouting and cursing changed the expressions of several demon soldiers nearby.

They were full of confidence, and the tough appearance of the backstage made them take two steps back one after another, abruptly creating a gap in the army.

And this pretentious demon soon came to the underground of the old man who refined the void,

Looking up at the missing right ear in the sky, the angry old man was about to lead his men to attack the protective shield again.

The two eyes exposed from the all-inclusive helmet are so deep, crystal clear like black gemstones, bottomless.

Unexpectedly, it was Wang Moyi who just launched a surprise attack.

No one thought that Wang Moyi would be so bold, daring to go deep into the 10,000+ army.

This is also a place that neither the old man who refined the void nor the dozen or so masters who transformed the gods could have imagined.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

What Wang Mo plays is heartbeat,

It's dark under the lights.

Oh, I'm right under your feet,

You can't think of it!

Putting away the sword, a brick fell into Wang Moyi's hands.

I looked at the sky, and then...

A figure rushed forward.Still yelling frantically.

"General, general, I found the person who attacked you! The person who knocked off your ear is over there."

Extremely fast and extremely loud.

I'm afraid that the demon soldiers in the distance don't know that the old man with the sword box seems to have knocked out an ear.

The old man with the sword box had already heightened the atmosphere to the extreme, and when he was about to amplify his moves, he was startled by a broken voice.

And this strange flower's voice was so loud that he was so embarrassed that he almost fell down.

It's not good to let go of the skills in your hands, and it's not good to keep them, it's uncomfortable!

"What's going on, where is it? Why don't you shout!" the old man with the sword box asked in a deep voice.

At this time, Wang Moyi was only tens of meters away from the old man with the sword box.

Wang Moyi held the finger of the brick and pointed north.

"There, I saw him running there!"

The surrounding demons, including the demons on the ground, looked towards the north subconsciously.

The old man also subconsciously looked to the north,

He never doubted Wang Moyi's identity.

After all, as long as you are not a brainless person, you will never dare to sneak into an army of 10,000+ to do small tricks.

This is not an army of ordinary mortals, but an army of monks.

"Where? Why didn't the old man see it? Also, where is your weapon? Why are you holding such an ordinary brick?"

The old man with the sword box stretched his neck, trying hard to find the figure that made him feel ashamed.

Wang Moyi looked at the shiny Mediterranean Sea in front of him.

this angle,

This charming light that shines,

Wang Mo's hands were itchy.

Then~~~~

boom!

There was a dull and clear sound of knocking watermelon.

Blood splatters!

There was an intimate contact between the extremely hard brick and the round head.

The old man with the sword box was still looking at the north.

The sudden blow to the head stunned him for a moment.

After a short period of silence, the old man slowly turned around.

For a moment, Wang Moyi looked at each other with four eyes, and the little eyes were almost drawn.

Wang Mo kept muttering in his heart, could it be that this old man's defense is comparable to that of Xuanwu?

shouldn't,

He raised his hand and looked at the blood stains on the brick.

The defense is broken, and there is blood!

"Ah~!!" The old man suddenly yelled frantically holding his head.

[Why is it so painful? 】

how many years

The last time it hurt like this was far away when I was a child, when I was beaten by my father, but it was far from this pain!

"court death!"

After shouting for two seconds,

The old man stretched out his right hand, trying to grab Wang Moyi.

As soon as Wang Mo raised his right hand,

lift up the bricks,

The cultivation base on his body burst out instantly.

A great force passed into the right hand,

The brick held in the right hand kissed the old man's Mediterranean hairstyle fiercely again.

A loud muffled sound resounded from the head of the old man with the sword box again.

"Oh, shit, why does it hurt so much?"

The old man with the sword box felt as if his head had been hammered by an old monster in the fusion stage.

buzzing in both ears,

The eyes are wide open, like a copper bell in the wind.

I really couldn't see what was in front of me.

Even the outline of the bastard who sneaked up on him was slowly disappearing, falling into darkness.

Before he could recover, there was another piercing pain in his head.

Yes, the piercing headache made him feel sick to his stomach,

Nausea! ! !

Slowly, a little light began to appear in front of my eyes,

Wait, that's not simply light.But the golden stars all over the sky.

Bang~~

Bang bang bang!

Wang Mo saw at a glance that the bricks had a miraculous effect,

【So easy to use?Then I'll kill you bastard! 】

One arm suddenly looks like a hot wheel,

It slapped the old man with the sword box on the head frantically.

A series of bangs sounded like a tractor.

Of course, the demons may not know tractors.

The old man was completely confused,

It's not that he doesn't resist,

But he really couldn't resist.

The devilish energy in his body was just about to be lifted up to give Wang Mo a shot,

They were smashed alive one by one by Wang Mo!

and,,

He was literally going to pass out.

He doesn't understand,

Why is he a dignified mid-stage master of Void Refinement,

People will be beaten like this.

It's not the kind of skill that is gorgeous and magically flying around,

Instead, he used brute force to shoot with a brick like a street hooligan.

and many more,

Brick!

it's that kid

The old man with the sword box suddenly remembered something,

Is this sixth son who made a surprise attack the same person as the sixth who made a sneak attack before?

For they are all equally impudent,

Same backstab!