Chapter 268: fighter

As soon as the imperial city was broken, one hundred thousand dragon blood warriors screamed straight into the palace in the core area, the Golden Temple.
There, King Yan controls the court.
However, in the middle of the road, it was intercepted by the most elite force in the palace, the ‘Yulin Army’, and the close combat suddenly broke out in the imperial city.
At this moment, on the steps in front of the gate of the Golden Luang Temple, Yan Hong in a golden robe stood with his hands in his hands.
He stared at the large number of enemy troops with piercing eyes, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
Until now, Yanhong couldn't believe that Hualong City, which was regarded as a small place, could hit all the way here, straight into the palace.
And now, this army is like a sharp blade, resting on his neck.
It took him only half a year to take over the throne, but he abruptly ruined the Yan clan's power of a thousand years of foundation.
And all this is because he offended a person.
Thinking of this, Yan Hong smiled miserably.
At this moment, he was already a little regretful, and he shouldn't want to invade Hualong City and covet the Xuanling iron ore veins in the Michuan Mountains.
"King Yan, stay with the green hills. Don't be afraid that there will be no firewood. Let's run away first."
"Yes, we still haven't occupied more than a dozen cities. As long as we flee there and gather the army to regroup, we will retake the palace in the future."
Next to him, the remaining three generals defended the country and persuaded.
"escape?"
Yan Hong's eyes were cold, "With Hualong City's weapon-killing weapon, no matter which city he flees to, he can't resist it."
Speaking of this, he looked absolutely cold and said: "Xuanjian Wufu has promised to intervene in this war. If we can stay here until they come to rescue and then kill Yang Zilei, there is hope of maneuvering. "
"Sorry, you have no hope."
However, at this moment, a voice sounded abruptly.
Yan Hong and the three generals who protect the country suddenly changed their complexions, their eyes swept around, but there was no sign.
As everyone knows, Yang Zilei, who is like an ant, is wearing an Ant-Man uniform and is standing on the ground beside Yan Hong's feet, with a scarlet cannon in front of him.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a small flame cannonball sprang up from Yanhong's feet, and then quickly enlarged.
boom--!
Before the four of them had time to react, the shell suddenly exploded.
Yan Hong, who was the first to bear the brunt, exploded to pieces in an instant, and the three guarding generals next to him were also shocked by the screams and slammed into the distance. Under the engulfing of flames, they instantly burned into three scorched black ones. Corpse.
Yan Hong and the three generals who protect the country are both powerful in the Nine Tribulations Realm.
If you use the body protection aura, maybe you can save your life.
But he never expected that Yang Zilei would have a high-tech gadget like Ant-Man battle suit, and he would have appeared in front of him without knowing it!
Moreover, Yang Zilei was able to attack at such a safe distance by relying on his immunity to arms and weapons.
Otherwise, the terrible power of the shells will inevitably be affected.
"The monarch of the dignified dynasty, this storage ring should be quite predictable."
Yang Zilei swept his eyes and saw the palm of his hand falling beside him, but he saw a golden ring on his finger.
This severed palm is exactly Yanhong's stump.
Yang Zilei picked up the gold ring and looked at its craftsmanship and spiritual energy fluctuations. It was obviously the kind of rare high-level storage ring!
Spiritual consciousness swept in quickly, and his eyes lit up.
Yanhong has a wealth of wealth far beyond Yang Zilei's expectation. In this ring, the number of ling spars alone has reached one hundred thousand.
If converted into gold, it is equivalent to tens of billions of value!
Such a huge sum of money makes people stunned!
But think about it, two months ago, in the Hundred Dynasties Competition, the Great Yan Dynasty won the championship, plus it was the organizer, all the money went into Yanhong's pocket.
It is understandable that Yanhong alone has this wealth.
Immediately, Yang Zilei found a large pile of profound spirit iron from the ring, about 200,000 jin.
"Ding, the conversion is successful. Congratulations to the host for obtaining 20 million + enhancement points."
Yang Zilei moved his mind and swallowed it directly without hesitation.
And his system enhancement point has also increased to a value of 20.6 million.
During this period of war, most of the profound spirit iron mined from the veins was exchanged for arms by him, so he himself had no inventory.
The profound spirit iron harvested at this time actually made his strengthening points full at once.
As he continued to explore, Yang Zilei discovered many rare and exotic treasures, but they all passed by.
As for the martial arts cheats, Yang Zilei didn't even take a look, and then assigned them to Li Hu.
At this time, the battle between the Dragon Blood Legion and the Imperial Forest Army had come to an end.
Unsurprisingly, the Dragon Blood Warrior equipped with the weapon killer naturally ended the battle quickly and took control of the entire palace.
In this way, the imperial power of the Great Yan Dynasty was truly completely destroyed.
"Ding, congratulations to host Yang Zilei for completing the task."
"Reward 10 million enhancement points."
"Three lucky draw opportunities are awarded."
With the introduction of the system's electronic synthesis sound, Yang Zilei's enhancement point value also suddenly increased to 30.6 million.
However, now that there is a steady supply of Xuanling iron ore veins, Yang Zilei has not much reaction to the strengthening points.
What he values ​​most is the three chances of lottery.
This is the main purpose of his war.
"First come a lottery."
Yang Zilei couldn't wait to say silently.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for not getting anything."
"There are still two chances to draw, please keep working hard."
Soon, the system's voice sounded, but when he heard the result, the smile on the corner of Yang Zilei's mouth suddenly stiffened, and there was also a hint of iron on his face.
No prizes, congratulations!
Yang Zilei could not help but cursed inwardly.
Unexpectedly, just as soon as the lottery was drawn, a precious opportunity was lost.
If you don’t get the same in the next two times, isn’t it a waste of time?
"Continue to draw, use it twice together!"
With a little emotion, Yang Zilei issued another system command.
After being quiet for a while, the sound of the system sounded again.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting a Falcon fighter."
"Ding, congratulations to host Yang Zilei, for drawing a hundred years spiritual energy cultivation card."
The moment the sound rang, Yang Zilei's retina revealed a light curtain that only he could see.
It is an arrangement panel similar to a storage compartment.
In the front row of small grids, he shows the various firearms he has now, as well as the equipment of the Ant-Man battle uniform.
In the second row, a cool silver fighter and a golden repair card appeared.
Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of information flooded into Yang Zilei's mind.
That kind of feeling, as if divine enlightenment, made him feel that he has instantly become a highly skilled pilot!
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