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Huang Yitian, Fu Datang, fighting the Immortal Sword, fighting Warcraft... Everything starts from inheriting and surpassing Superman. If the first game of the game tells the story of blood and tears, then the second game where Yan Feihuang habitually modifies the data to the extreme is a rebirth against the odds. Yan Feihuang clicked on the attribute interface, looked at the tens of millions of lives and the upper limit of internal strength, and glanced at the people in front of him, Ning Daoqi, Shi Zhixuan, and Fu Cailin. Then, he smiled... If it weren't for the 300 million internal energy in his body, would he still be standing here? Ye Gucheng on the left, snow blowing on the west gate on the right, Yan Feihuang standing in the middle thought so. "Little Plum, the first shortcut to crushing the water monster, level 9999." Azeroth, looking at the towering Sargeras in front of him, the young man sighed: "So this is you." Then he glanced at his 99.9 Billion magic value, "Then, do you know the real me?" Planet Al looked at the surging ocean of hybrids with his eyes: "Eamon, my ten thousand trillion nether energy promises not to kill you."