"Why isn't there a superb?"

Jun Mo didn't move, so he asked weakly.

In the belly of the giant tree, Jun Mo received more than a dozen control soldiers, but there were two high-grade control soldiers, and most of the other dozen or so were mid-to-high-grade generals, and there were even three king soldiers, but he was not the one who was the controller, and he could use the best control soldiers at this stage.

The best control soldiers!

Once he has it, even if he has some controllers with equal strength, or even slightly higher strength, Jun Mo can even rely on the advantage of the control level to directly eat the other party.

"The best control soldier?"

A faint and invisible light flashed in Jun Tian's eyes, nodded and smiled: "Of course there is, if you can really simulate, Dad is not afraid of you taking it!"

As he spoke, Jun Tian shook his hand, and dozens of top-grade control soldiers appeared in mid-air like flowing water, and Huaguang Dasheng immediately suppressed the previous batch of high-grade high-quality control soldiers.

"Hey, hey, that's right,"

Jun Mo was overjoyed, and with one move, he saw a set of superb control soldiers composed of twelve dark red seven-inch short arrows, and if he grabbed it in his hand, he would take it into his pocket.

"Wait!" Jun Tianfang suddenly shouted.

"What, Dad, you regret it."

Jun Mo was taken aback by his father, and couldn't help blurting out when he saw that the best control soldier in his hand was about to fly away.

"Fart!"

Jun Tian was furious, and almost slapped Jun Mo at him: "Lao Tzu has something to say first, you have to personify it for me and the old man, and this thing will belong to you!"

"It's not easy!"

Jun Mo grinned, holding six dark red short arrows in each hand, and raised them slightly.

The peak mental power of the two-star controller spurted out from the palm of his hand, surging towards the short arrow, and through the short arrow, twelve identical mental power long arrows were personified.

One!

Two, three......

Seven, eight...... Eleven, twelve!

In the blink of an eye, twelve dark red arrows three feet long and thick with a finger were personified by Jun Mo with all his strength, floating in front of the shocked Jun Tianfang and Old Man Jun out of thin air, exuding a cold and bloodthirsty aura, as if they were about to penetrate everything in front of them.

"The best control soldiers, the mental energy consumption is really extraordinary!"

Jun Mo exhaled, and quickly calculated the mental loss of the twelve long arrows in his heart.

Twenty percent!

Successfully simulated and formed this set of superb control soldiers composed of twelve long arrows, which almost consumed 20% of his mental strength!

Anthropomorphism, fortunately, it is only anthropomorphic, if you really want to attack, Jun Mo's current insignificant mental strength can only shoot one arrow in this set of superb control soldiers, and all of your mental strength will be consumed.

"Okay! This set of "dark blood" is yours!"

Old Man Jun's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he suddenly slapped his thigh in the middle of the sound, ignoring his son's feelings, and directly slapped the board for his grandson.

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Jun Mo grinned, only to understand that this set of twelve dark red short arrows was called "Dark Blood", and then he flipped his hand and directly put "Dark Blood" into the heart knot space, and in mid-air, the long arrows that were simulated by mental power also disappeared out of thin air.

"Dad, can I pick a few more?"

Jun Mo was still unsatisfied, thinking that if it went on like this, he could at least choose four top-quality control troops, attack and defend, and directly equip them in place.

"Don't pick!"

Old Man Jun suddenly waved his hand, a seven-foot knife with blood dripping, a pair of dark gold leather boots for running away and a piece of gold silk soft armor broke through the sky and fell into Jun Mo's hands, all of which were the best control soldiers!

"These guys are almost enough for you kid to burn buns for a while!"

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Jun Mo was overjoyed, looking at the old man with a strange face, his heart was hot, sure enough, the old man knew his heart best!

"You bastard, bring these guards with you in case you need them!"

Jun Tianfang, who looked helpless, shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen control soldiers turned into streamers and fell into Jun Mo's hands.

"Thank you, Dad!"

Jun Mo's heart is warm, these control soldiers are all in a group of four, two attack, one defense and one escape, there are two sets of medium and top grades, Daddy is not willing to lag behind, learn from the old man, and began to pile up equipment, and now he is finally armed to the teeth.

"Thanks, get out!"

The old man glared, and waved his hand again and again: "Find a place to practice by yourself, if you lose too ugly after ten days, these things will be handed back to Lao Tzu!"

"No hurry, no hurry!"

Jun Mo waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Dad, this business has just begun!"

"What's the business, you little bastard?"

The old man blew his beard and glared, raised his hand and was ready to slap it.

"Hey, hey!"

Jun Mo grinned, his big hand immediately rolled, his heart rippled, and one by one the beast pills appeared in the air like flowing water, no less than a thousand.

"It's ...... You've slain such a beast!"

The eyes of the old man and Jun Tianfang were about to pop out, and the old man roared even more: "All of them are five-star, six-star beast pills comparable to the control generals!

"That...... Old man, after you left, I accidentally bumped into a four-winged flying tiger, and as a result, I accidentally fell into a cave while running and climbing, and then found that there were beast pills everywhere, and it happened that the senior brother found me, so I pondered, such a good thing, naturally I want to bring it back to strengthen my Jun family, so I entrusted the senior brother, and casually caught dozens of horses back, that's it, you know. ”

Jun Mo was talking nonsense, and his face didn't blush.

Originally, Jun Mo was going to directly throw out 10,000 beast pills to strengthen the Jun family, but in the end, he was worried that it might be too big and too shocking, so he deliberately reduced it to a thousand, and then borrowed Xiong Xiaomeng, a cheap elder brother, as a shield, and even explained the matter of Jiaoma, which can be described as more than one stone.

In fact, a mere thousand five- or six-star beast pills are only a very small part of Xiaoxing's huge snack library, but for the current Jun family, it is an extremely huge windfall, and if used properly, it is enough to make the strength of the Jun family more than double.

"Fart! This thing can be picked up if you stumble!" Jun Tianfang shouted without hesitation.

"Heaven release!"

The old man glared and looked at his son very dissatisfied: "Mo'er is blessed with deep blessings, and there are thousands of opportunities, let you accept it, how can there be so much nonsense!"

"Dad, you're right!"

Jun Tianfang nodded again and again, waved his big hand, and accepted all the beast pills.

"Grandpa, let's get down to business now!"

Jun Mo looked at Old Man Jun, his eyes flashed: "Are those old bastards who didn't die that hurt you?"

"That's what you're talking about?"

Jun Tian was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, he slapped it on the table, and shouted: "Nonsense, who the hell told you!"

"Mo'er!"

Jun Tianfang's face also changed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Grandpa's business is not something you can think about now!"

"Grandpa, Dad, don't be so impulsive, okay?"

Jun Mo suddenly grinned: "But my senior brother asked me to ask this?"

"Ahem! ahem!"

The old man was suddenly choked with a breath, coughed violently, and even the corners of his mouth overflowed with dark red blood.

"Grandpa!"

"Daddy!"

Jun Mo and Jun Tianfang were taken aback by Qi Qi, Jun Tianfang waved his hand in a hurry, and his mental strength was like no money, and he sent it towards the old man's body.

"Little things, it doesn't matter!"

The old man stretched out his hand and put Jun Tianfang's hand away, looking at Jun Mo, his eyes showed an unprecedented light:

"Mo'er, tell grandpa and your father, what does your senior brother mean by asking?"

PS: Today, Monday, as usual, the credibility of the city lord is so timed, quantitative, three chapters, five chapters are more out.