Chapter 761: The Airplane and Ning Zhewan

Wen Wen curled his lip and arrived at the rooftop of a nearby building.

He had been quite happy, but now his good mood was ruined by that voice.

Even if Wen Wen wanted to find the source of the voice, without a location, he had no idea where to start looking.

The world is so big, just saying "come find me," even an immortal couldn't do it.

However, all of Wen Wen's dissatisfaction vanished the moment he saw that black airplane.

The plane was only eight meters long in total, with folded wings. At first glance, it looked completely black, but the sunlight made it shine with rainbow-like hues.

Wen Wen stroked his chin and said, "Hmm, multicolored black, meets my requirements."

Under the folded wings on both sides hung three missiles each. Each missile was a high-grade modified version, far more thrilling than regular cloud bombs. If it hit, even a Disaster Intermediate Sequence monster wouldn't get off easy.