Chapter 6462: The King’s Treasure is just one word, trench!

Chapter 6462 The treasure house of the king is just one word, trench!
Qin Yichen took Ezio to leave the temple, retreating hundreds of miles away, and then stopped.
Ezio was full of excitement.
"Wind, we have so much gold, we can do a lot!"
Qin Yichen glanced at Ezio, hesitated for a moment in his heart.
"This gold is extremely important to you?"
Ezio nodded quickly.
"These gold can be exchanged for a lot of Dao Jing. With the resources, I can use a whisper to try to find members of the Brotherhood. It was impossible for me to come here alone."
Ezio's eyes lit up, just looking at his expression, knowing how much he expected in his heart.
Qin Yichen smiled.
"Use it, I have got what I want."
As he said, Qin Yichen waved the Xuanbai Mad Blade in his hand.
This is his goal.
With the experience of cultivating in Three Thousand Taoist Courts, Qin Yichen knew very well that strength was the key to everything.
Without strength, everything is empty talk.
As for things like gold or Dao Jing, he really didn't like it.
Seeing Qin Yichen didn't joking, Ezio felt grateful.
"Thanks a lot."
Qin Yichen waved his hand.
"You go to your business first, and we will meet here in about ten days."
Ezio was puzzled.
"Feng, you won't go with me, what are you doing here?"
Qin Yichen turned and looked in the direction of the temple, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Of course it is, watching the show!"
Qin Yichen was able to think of outsmarting for the first time, thanks to the old of Three Thousand Dao Ting, who had dealt with them more, he would be affected more or less.
But people in this world are different. The strict hierarchical system and the sharing of blood-based rights have destined most people's identities that cannot be changed.
It gave birth to countless creatures similar to Nethagar.
They don't need to do anything, or even understand anything, just have a blood relationship. The first solution to a problem is to fight.
Gilgamesh has always been arrogant, and it is even more impossible to use this "three abuses" method.
Therefore, they will definitely fight.
Today Gilgamesh had already shown hostility towards himself, although it was only a slight movement, he left first.
But this is not a good sign.
Qin Yichen wanted to know the upper limit of Gilgamesh's strength, and where it was.
He had to prepare for Gilgamesh's rebellion.
Ezio naturally didn't understand what Qin Yichen was thinking, he hesitated, and decided to use a secret signal first, trying to summon the members of the Brotherhood in this star field.
"Feng, be careful, then I will go first."
After speaking, Ezio escaped into the shadows.
Qin Yichen sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and heard a roar before carefully examining Xuanbai Kuangblade.
"Come so fast?"
Qin Yichen raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
I saw Gilgamesh glowing with golden light, standing proudly above the temple.
"Smugglers, hand over the king's treasure, and forgive you not to die."
Nethagar lying in the warehouse was awakened by the roar, turned into a black dragon, and rushed out of the warehouse in a blink of an eye and came to Gilgamesh.
In the process of rushing up, it did not forget to kill the warehouse.
Worthy of being an old money fan.
Gilgamesh swept across Nethakal with disdain.
"Mongrel, who allowed you to stand at the same height as this king?"
A fierce light appeared in his eyes, and behind Gilgamesh, a golden circle appeared, a piece of gold surging like a wave.
Among them, various Taoist soldiers quietly showed their lineup.
Nethakal suddenly spread his wings, his scales clinging to his body.
"You are Gilgamesh! That demon!"
Gilgamesh nodded silently.
"For the sake of your knowledge of this king, it will make you die faster."
With a wave of his hand, the three Taoist-level spears behind him slammed into Nesakal.
Relying on being the body of a black dragon, Nesakhar was extremely powerful, and coupled with the guardianship of the dragon scales, he was even more scrupulous.
He straightened his chest.
Cang!
With a crisp sound, the Dao Soldier-class spear bounced off, and a trembling was particularly pleasing.
Nesakal retreated several steps, his face full of disbelief, especially when he saw the conspicuous scratches on the pile of scales on his chest.
There was a panic in my heart.
"what is this!"
"The magic power of the devil?"
"My body of the black dragon, how could I be injured."
Nesakal was full of disbelief.
Gilgamesh saw Nethagar shot down several meters by himself, overlooking the black dragon.
"Miscellaneous, your blood has stained my Taoist soldiers."
The scarlet eyes were clearly fierce.
The left hand around the chest was raised. Behind Gilgamesh, countless clusters of light emerged. Looking around, they were densely packed, I don't know how many!
Nay Sagar was shocked in his heart, no matter what the situation was, he turned his head and fled down.
Only one long spear hit him before, and his dragon scales were too much to bear. So many spears were pierced down unless the dragon scales were twice as hard! There is the possibility of hard resistance.
Poor Nasagar, a black dragon, the most difficult invincible defense in the eyes of ordinary people, is like a plaything in Gilgamesh's eyes.
Nay Sagar's heart is called a grievance.
To be restrained to death.
It's a pity that the talent can't hold back. If you can learn the blessing of the Holy Light, there is still room for struggle.
But he didn't, and now he can only do his best to dodge in the sky.
Qin Yichen in the distance caught everything in his eyes.
"It seems that the previous outspoken decision is correct. The defense of Nethargar is stronger than I expected. If I take a rush, I won't be able to take it down without three or five hours."
Qin Yichen knew how strong Gilgamesh's attack was. But he did not expect Gilgamesh to control so many Taoist soldiers at once.
This is simply a word, huh!
Well-deserved local tyrant!
It was the first time even Qin Yichen had seen this attack method of smashing people with Taoist soldiers.
This is not the cheap flying sword of the ordinary sword repair ambassador, but a real Taoist soldier!
Nesakal was able to withstand the attack of three spears, and this defense was already a metamorphosis.
"Unexpectedly, Gilgamesh was still hiding very deeply. No, he didn't hide it as deep as he showed it now."
Qin Yichen thought of this, and suddenly felt that Gilgamesh was outrageous.
When confronted with him earlier, he hadn't seen him use such methods, even if he had a rival who seemed to be of similar strength, he would not be willing to show his true ability.
Behind the arrogance, with a bit of scheming.
But now, he took out his cards very casually.
The truth made Qin Yichen a little speechless.
Do you want to hide or do you not want to hide?
Recalling Gilgamesh's words, Qin Yichen suddenly understood.
Just because Nasagar is not worthy to contaminate his Taoist soldiers, the firepower is on?
The bombardment of mosquitoes probably means that.
Qin Yichen was also speechless for Gilgamesh's performance.
"Sure enough, the gods are right, he is a mad dog."
Just as Qin Yichen slowly sorted out his thoughts, and ran wildly in the sky, Nethagar, who wanted to get rid of Gilgamesh's attack, was still a step slower after all.
Suddenly, the roar of Taoist soldiers resounded across the sky, and dazzling white light gushed from the temple.
Very dazzling.
"Who is it that dare to cause trouble in my temple?"