Interstellar Counterattack Becomes a God

A mental power bag is easy to do, and it is easy to wait for Fengdie to fly in, but when Xiao Luo seals the bag, every time Fengdie hits the wall of the bag, he feels his head twitching, and it hurts that he hurriedly put Fengdie away again. come out.

Most of the people around are like this too, only one or two are still clenching their teeth, but the blue veins on the forehead are violent, and the appearance of gnashing teeth makes Xiao Luo have to sigh that Zhiwang is really lifelike. However, Mo Miao continued to weave bags and catch wind butterflies like a okay person.

Xiao Luo counted, there were a total of eight mental power fluctuations, which meant that Mo Miao had already caught eight wind butterflies, and Wu Ling already had two.

Can't admit defeat, Xiao Luo, you are the strongest. Xiao Luo cheered himself up while knitting another bag.

After Fengdie entered this time, he kept shrinking the bag. As the bag got smaller and smaller, Xiao Luo suffered more impact. Finally, after the bag was small enough, Xiao Luo separated many spiritual threads from the wall of the bag to tie Fengdie's five flowers, killing Fengdie.

Seeing the motionless Fengdie, Xiao Luo was satisfied, while the people around him were still struggling, Xiao Luo thought about it or said, "I suggest you kill Fengdie."

After speaking, he ignored other people's reactions and went to catch the butterfly on his own.

They were shocked again. It was obvious that they were in a competitive relationship. Why would they help their competitors?

In fact, for Mo Miao, if his opponent is strong, he will be stronger, and his opponent is a good medicine for his improvement. For Xiao Luo, they weren't opponents at all, so they should take care of Shen Chu's younger generation.

When the sun was about to turn to the south, Sammo Hung appeared, "Now you can put it in the bottle."

Everyone scrambled to squeeze toward the bottle, but was blocked by an invisible barrier in front of the bottle. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Sammo Hung patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that this kind of activities that cannot be carried out at the same time are queued according to the serial number of the badge. 0001 is the first and 0500 is the last. But you guys Don't worry, you will count points and re-ranking every week, so try to earn points."

The crowd quickly dispersed, especially those who were happily squeezed at the back of the serial number, moving the fastest, and they felt hot on their faces.

Mo Miao was the first to release twenty dead wind butterflies, plus twenty points. Wu Ling came second, adding 15 points, and Xiao Luo added 19 points.

Only one point worse than Mo Miao, next time I work hard, Xiao Luo decided to surpass Mo Miao in all future projects and convinced him.

Five hundred people listened a lot, but in fact they were not many, and the calculations were completed in a short while.

Sammo Hung looked at the data passed, and he was very satisfied. Among a few old friends, his results were ranked second, and he was just a little bit behind the first. Maybe he would catch up next time.

Sammo Hung said: "You guys have worked hard. The top five in this morning are Zheng Qiu 22, Mo Miao 20, Xiao Luo 19, Wu Ling 15 and Wang Wang 14. Congratulations to you all for getting a spiritual soothing potion. , Now it has been distributed to everyone, please check."

Sure enough, a potion appeared in Xiao Luo's hands, which was a bit different from what Xiao Luo had drunk before, with a little green sparkle inside.

Others looked at the medicines in their hands enviously. Xiao Luo didn’t know the goods, but it didn’t mean that others didn’t know the goods. They had the latest medicines, and they were only distributed on Zhinet. In reality, because of raw material problems, they can only be provided to certain ones. Specific person. And the price in the smart network is also sky-high, and I didn't expect it to be distributed here.