Chapter 291: Being crushed by the breath of a super god-level magic weapon

"All for you."

Ye Yun laughed, as if watching a comedy, and he felt extremely happy.

In mid-air, with a wave of his magic hand, all the hundred god-level smoke poles fell down.

The short old man used his magic power to turn into two big hands and suddenly hugged all these god-level tobacco poles.

He held them all in his arms, looking left and right with a silly smile on his face.

Suddenly there were more than a hundred god-level smoking rods, and he didn't know how to describe his mood.

I just felt that my brain was buzzing and chaotic, and my thinking seemed to have stopped.

A god-level magic weapon is extremely rare in the divine land.

And it’s incredible that he gained so much in one fell swoop!

The short old man stroked each cigarette rod with his hand, as if treating his little lover, and murmured to himself: "From now on, I will use a cigarette rod to smoke every day, and you must serve me well."

I saw that the short old man was already going further and further on the road to collapse.

Ye Yun was ready to add more fire.

"I also have a god-level smoking pole here, do you want it?"

Ye Yun asked with a smile.

"Any more?"

The short old man suddenly trembled and became a little more awake than before.

When he sobered up, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Could it be that he had been under an illusion just now?

How could someone in this world have so many god-level tobacco poles, and also give them to him for free?

This is absolutely impossible.

The short old man immediately pinched his thigh with his hand, feeling a sharp pain in his thigh.

It doesn't seem like a hallucination.

But he was not sure, so he raised another cigarette pole and hit his head hard.

boom!

Suddenly a big bump hit his head, almost bleeding.

The short old man was shocked to realize that he was not under the illusion, and everything in front of him was real.

His physical body at the divine king level is extremely powerful, and he can only be injured if a god-level magic weapon hits his head.

The short old man swallowed hard and looked at Ye Yun.

At this moment, there was a storm in his heart.

It’s hard to imagine... Who is this young man in white?

One person collected more than a hundred god-level smoking rods.

In this place of God's Land, even god-level experts are like ants compared to him.

Not on the same level at all.

Horrible, this guy is so terrible!

When he thought of this, the short old man quickly stamped the ground with his foot, and saw the large formation of the Tongtian Ancient Road swaying and rumbling.

As long as he is willing, this formation will unleash its strangulating power at any time.

"Why are you bothering? I still have a lot of tobacco sticks that I want to give to you?"

Ye Yun saw the formation suddenly moving and smiled indifferently.

"Stop lying to me. How could you still do it? This must be a trick on your part. You wanted to sneak attack while I was distracted, right?"

The short old man said with a sneer.

"Then you really think too badly of me. How could I do such a stupid thing?"

Ye Yun laughed and stretched out his hand, and in an instant, a colorful cigarette pole appeared in front of him.

This time, a thousand cigarette poles of various colors appeared.

Every kind of tobacco rod is at least god-level.

And there are some super god-level cigarette rods hidden among these cigarette rods.

Ye Yun believed that with the old man's eyesight, he might not be able to identify it.

Looking at the god-level tobacco poles filled with all kinds of lights in the sky, the short old man once again felt that poverty limited his imagination.

Damn it!

At this moment, he just wanted to blame the sky, the earth, and the air.

How could there be such rich people in this world? !

If you collect more than a thousand god-level magic weapons, you can still understand it.

But where can I collect these more than a thousand god-level tobacco rods?

"How about it? Is a thousand pieces enough?"

Ye Yun asked with a smile.

Although his smile was extremely warm, it conveyed a sense of wealth and wealth.

"I……"

The short old man stared straight at the god-level cigarette poles in the sky. At this moment, his throat was choked and he could no longer speak.

Everything in front of him subverted his three views.

He needs time to digest.

"If it's not enough, there's more, I'll give it all to you..."

Ye Yun waved his hand, and various rays of light shot into the sky.

In an instant, thousands more cigarette rods came out, and these cigarette rods were all of super god level.

The super god-level cigarette rod is even more difficult for this short old man to identify.

Because this has exceeded the limitations of this world.

Thousands of super-god-level treasures floated in mid-air, exuding an unimaginable aura, covering them like a huge mountain.

Ye Yun smiled lightly and pressed down gently with his hand.

These thousands of super god-level cigarette rods, plus the thousand cigarette rods from before, suddenly closed up like a big net and fell in the direction of the short old man.

"Wow, so many...why so many god-level tobacco poles? Am I dreaming? Haha, these are all mine."

The short old man had not yet realized that the crisis was coming.

He actually reached out and touched these god-level tobacco poles in a daze.

As thousands of super-god-level tobacco rods gathered together, an unimaginable force gathered together.

The extremely violent force squeezed the short old man.

puff!

Accompanied by a dull sound.

The body of the short old man was suddenly crushed by the aura released by thousands of super-god-level treasures.

Pressed into a ball of blood mist.

Until his death, the short old man was still immersed in that ecstasy, unaware of the approach of death.

At this moment, the thousands of super-god-level smoking poles were only about ten feet away from the short old man.

This distance of about ten feet is enough for a great monk in the Divine Lord Realm to be squeezed out.

"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant. Since you want it, I will give it to you. It's a pity that you don't have such a big appetite..."

Looking at the blood mist, Ye Yun smiled calmly and waved his hand.

The blood mist turned into particles and disappeared instantly.

Ye Yun grabbed all the cigarette rods with his big hand and put them back into the warehouse.

These god-level cigarette sticks originally seemed to him to be useless, but he didn't expect that this time he would achieve handstand skills.

Ye Yun was still very happy.

There is a storage ring floating in the courtyard.

It is the relic of the short old man.

Ye Yun reached out and grabbed it, throwing it into his storage ring without even looking at it.

This god-king realm storage ring should have a lot of good things.

But it was of no use to Ye Yun.

The best thing this old guy has is the emperor-level bronze cigarette rod in his mouth.

In Ye Yun's eyes, those were all rubbish.

He waved his hand, and a ball of light floated out of the room.

Jiang Hengyue, whose face was originally tense and frightened, stood in the ball of light, and suddenly saw the familiar figure in white opposite him. The corners of his eyes suddenly became sore, and he felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"Master, you saved my life again."

As the light ball's defensive mask disappeared, Jiang Hengyue knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

The moment she was captured by the powerful old man in the Divine Lord Realm, Jiang Hengyue thought she was dead this time.