"Follow me back to court." After a night's siege, the snobbery around the Yanlong empire was basically swept away. The territory of the Yanlong Empire at least doubled and gained a certain position in the principality.
"By the way, I've got four gift bags. They haven't been opened yet." Ye Hao looked at the system space, this harvest, suddenly saw the four big gift bags in the space.
"Ding Dong, do you want to open the gift bag?"
"Yes."
"Ding Dong, congratulations on getting 100 packets of lollipops."
"Lollipops... No more?" After waiting for a long time, Ye Hao was stunned. He thought he could get something good, but he only got a hundred packets of lollipops: "forget it, I'd better leave a Mo'er. I don't know how the girl's life is. Has she gone home?"
"Open another gift bag for me. If it's another lollipop, I'll kill you." Ye Hao threatened to the system. Although he knew it didn't work, at least he comforted his little heart.
"Ding Dong, congratulations on getting the mask."
Wanhuan mask, which can be transformed into anyone's appearance, is a necessary tool for killing people and pretending to be forced to escape.
"It's good. I'm running out of Yirong pills. It's really a good time to send pillows when I'm sleepy." Ye Hao looked at the space, and the mass of water is almost the same thing, should be the magic mask.
"Good luck, keep opening it for me." Ye Hao continues to say to the system.
"Ding Dong, congratulations on getting 20 sets of level 4 spirit weapons."
"I went to get rich." Ye Hao thought excitedly that his equipment was only a fourth-order artifact. He even gave 20 sets this time, and his combat effectiveness could be improved several grades.
"Keep going." Ye Hao has become addicted to opening the gift bag. He doesn't intend to keep the last gift bag. With an excited and nervous mood, he continues to say to the system.
"Ding Dong, congratulations on getting the fifth level spirit tool carriage, Tianlong throne (can be upgraded), Feilong Temple (seal), and Wuhuang peak elixir (one incense stick)"
"Personality explosion." Ye Hao never thought that the final gift package would be so awesome, and Ye Hao, the five tier spiritual vehicle, ignored it. Ye Hao looked at the dragon throne.
The dragon throne is made of the skeleton of a whole dragon. It can be upgraded to the God level. The emperor's exclusive throne can increase the national fortune, increase the emperor's aura, suppress people, and start defense.
"This is just for me." Ye Hao looks at the throne of Tianlong in the space. The skeleton of Tianlong radiates golden light. The head of Tianlong is majestic. He looks ahead and exudes the breath of king.
At a glance, Ye Hao was very fond of it. The throne of the Heavenly Dragon is equivalent to an artifact. It is also a rare thing in the world.
Ye Hao looks at the flying dragon temple. Ye Hao finds that the breath of the heavenly dragon throne is similar to that of the flying dragon temple. Ye Hao guesses that the flying dragon temple, which can't be seen at a glance, may also be made of the bones of the flying dragon.
At the thought of this, Ye Hao smacks his tongue secretly. The system is really big.
However, the temple of Heavenly Dragon can't be used by itself at present. Even if it can be used by itself, it can't be maintained with its current strength. In addition, the Tianlong temple has its own flying function, which can also float in the air at ordinary times. It also has some attack arrays, powerful defense arrays, and a team of 100 people puppets. They are generally the strength of Emperor Wu, and the strongest even reach the level of martial saint.
Ye Hao wants to summon the Dragon Temple immediately. It's exciting to think about the 100 puppets of Emperor Wu.
The peak pill of Emperor Wu is a temporary strengthening pill, which can make people improve their strength to the first level of Emperor Wu in an instant. After using it, there are no side effects.
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"Bang ~"
"Hum, waste, so many people can't even deal with a Wuling realm." Just when the Lord of Sirius was almost killed, the black robed Emperor Wu finally appeared. With a cold snort, he immediately flew Nangong Wentian out and smashed a huge hole in the huge wall.
"See..." the Lord of Sirius breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he was seriously injured, and the night Sirius fell to one side.
"Enough, where is the dragon?" Black robed Emperor Wu interrupts the Lord of Sirius. His breath sweeps the whole capital, but he doesn't find the breath of the Dragon: "don't tell me, people are running away."
The black robed old man's eyes flashed a smear of poison, and his murderous opportunity oppressed the Lord of Sirius.
Sirius immediately knelt down on the ground, shaking said: "adult spare your life, small also did not find the breath of the dragon."
The black robed emperor's sleeve moved, and his martial power formed an air current, which wrapped Nangong Wentian and flew over. The black robed old man grabbed Nangong Wentian's neck and forced him to ask: "if you want to live, tell me where the dragon's master is."
"Poof."
Nangong Wentian opened his eyes and looked at the black robed Emperor Wu with disdain. A mouthful of blood vomited on the black robed Emperor Wu's face: "I want to... Know... Dream."
"If you really want to die, I'll make you a puppet." The black robed Emperor Wu holds Nangong Wentian's head in one hand and uses a secret method to refine Nangong Wentian into a puppet.
"Ah ~"
Nangong Wentian feels that his soul is being extracted by the black robed Emperor Wu, making his life worse than death.
"Well, say it or not." It's unimaginable to see Nangong asking for heaven's pain, the crazy size of the black robed Emperor Wu, a little Wu Ling who dares to offend his majesty and is made into a puppet.
"I..." Nangong asked the sky. He was sweating like rain.
"What? I want to say it. " The black robed Emperor Wu is sure to eat, and Nangong asks the sky. After all, this kind of pain is not like death.
"Say... You... Uncle..." Nangong asked the sky that he would rather die than surrender.
"Unforgivable, today I must refine you into a puppet, leave you a trace of soul, torture you every day." The black robed emperor was furious, and his hand speed was accelerated, constantly extracting the soul of Nangong Wentian.
Nangong Wentian had a clear consciousness at the beginning, and slowly his eyes became empty.
"Lord Li, what should we do? General Nangong is going to die." The officials looked at Nangong asking the sky, with tears in their eyes and anxiety in their hearts.
"If only the LORD would come back." Some people think of Ye Hao's slapping Nangong into the sky, and they talk about it.
Only Li Hong and Zhou knew what was going on. Instead, they expected that Ye Hao would not come back because the black robed emperor was too powerful.
The breath of the black robed Emperor Wu, oppressing them, could not breathe.
"That is... Lord long, the Lord has come back." When the people raised their hands, they were depressed. Suddenly someone saw the shadow in the air and cried out excitedly.