Chapter 32

Su Ziyang incarnated as mieba with a horn in his hand.

He bought it from the mall for a million gold coins.

"Woo..."

After the horn sounded, it turned into light and disappeared.

Now, the killing temple can also attack the silent city.

"Kill!"

With a wave of his hand, Su Ziyang followed thousands of golden guards behind him and ran quickly to the silent city.

"Boom!"

Every step he stepped on the ground would make the ground buzzing and dusty.

"Look!"

Onlookers looked up, their pupils contracted and their faces were shocked.

"I'll go! Thousands of golden guards look so spectacular!"

"I can't breathe just because of their momentum!"

"It's terrible. Are all these golden guards invited by the imperial guild?"

"The consortium behind them is really not generally rich!"

Such a sound keeps ringing.

Everyone's face was full of envy.

Under the gate.

Emperor batian looked at thousands of jinjiawei with a happy face.

"President, a thousand golden guards are coming!"

"Great, President, it's worth the money! This bully has his word!"

"Yes, President, it must be a piece of cake for us to capture this city."

Some people like others worry.

The silver army guarding the silent city changed greatly when they saw this scene.

Above the commander's forehead, he fell in a cold sweat. He shouted, "array!"

inside the city.

On a high platform, the city Lord Fu Kun looked at the water crystal in front of him, looked calm and smiled obviously.

The crystal ball reflects the war situation of the west gate of the silent city.

I saw that more than 20000 silver army moved quickly.

They lined up and prepared for the battle.

Two hundred meters away from them, thousands of golden guards stood together with great momentum.

"Kill!"

Su Ziyang waved his right hand.

"Yes, my Lord!"

Mei Caicai stepped down and stood in front of Jin Jiawei with a serious face.

"Attack!"

May could just give a big drink.

"Wow..."

Jin Jiawei moved together.

"Hum..."

Their long guns seemed spiritual, floating in front of them and trembling.

The air seemed to crack and distort.

"Get up!"

They drank together, like thunder, shaking through the traces of the sky.

All the long guns moved together.

They whirled and danced rapidly in the sky, stabbing tens of thousands of golden lights.

These golden lights form a long golden gun..

Then, the long gun formed by the golden light fell like a meteor shower, twisting the air and frightening the world.

The target is directed at the silver army.

"Defense!"

The leader of the silver army roared.

"Hum..."

More than 20000 silver shields immediately covered everyone.

"Whew..."

The shrill explosion continued.

In the blink of an eye, ten thousand gun lights fell on the shield of the silver armor army.

"Bang..."

The shield was made of pieces of paper and burst in an instant.

Shield fragments, splashing around.

Seeing the debris flying all over the sky, the players of the imperial guild couldn't help numbing their scalp, stood in place and forgot to move.

"It's terrible!"

"It's amazing!"

"Boss, we're going to be hit by the aftershock!"

"Boss, what should I do? It's too late to go offline!"

"Run!"

The people of the imperial guild are in a mess.

"Boom..."

The sky shaking sound.

continuous.

"Xiao..."

The shock wave of debris shrouded the people of the imperial guild.

Whenever they are touched, whether they are silver soldiers or players, their bodies burst.

One by one, died miserably on the spot.

Some people, even without screaming, turned into light and shadow and rushed straight to the sky.

"Damn it, mieba, you..."

Before the emperor batian finished his words, he was hit by dozens of pieces and left the world.

"Boom..."

Terrible explosions kept ringing.

The dust rushed into the sky. Soon, it wrapped up a group of silver armor troops and disappeared.

Ding, experience + 200

Ding, energy + 2

……

A series of wonderful sounds sounded.

Su Ziyang stood in place, his mouth slightly raised.

At this moment, he opened the experience pool, gained experience and increased it tenfold.

However, the energy remains the same, which is pretty good.

After one wave, more than 40000 energy was obtained.

all around.

It's quiet.

The onlookers stared at the players.

When the dust cleared, when they saw the bodies of the silver army everywhere.

"Hiss..."

The sound of sucking cold air came one after another.

Soon.

"How strong! With one blow, he slaughtered tens of thousands of silver soldiers!"

"It's terrible. Silver armor and gold armor are not at the same level!"

"Yes, look at them, you know they haven't tried their best!"

"What? All the people of the imperial guild are gone? Have they entered the city?"

The cry of surprise kept ringing.

When they saw some purple light on the ground, fine awns appeared on each face.

The impulse to take it for yourself hovers in everyone's chest.

"A lot of equipment and gold coins. These NPCs can't pick them up, can they?"

"If you pick it all up, you'll be rich!"

Greedy eyes, keep sweeping.

Everyone is waiting for Jin Jiawei to leave.

However, no one left.

Su Ziyang came forward and began to pick up gold coins.

As for the equipment, he didn't bother to pick it up.

A moment later.

More than 5000 people came from the West. These people were all players of the temple of killing.

"Here comes the man who killed the temple?"

"What are they doing?"

The onlookers looked puzzled.

However, Feng came forward with a smile and looked at Su Ziyang with a smile on his face.

"What, do they know?"

"Is it difficult that these golden guards are invited by the temple of killing gods?"

"It seems! Look, the wind is picking up equipment with a smile!"

"So it seems that the people of the imperial guild are only cannon fodder. The real siege is the temple of killing gods?"

The crowd nodded and stared at the scene.

"Hiss..."

There were bursts of cold breath again.

This wave of operation made them admire it.

They looked at Feng and smiled. After picking up the equipment, they stepped up in front of mieba, "thank you, sir!"

"You're welcome. If you want to thank Han Xing, he invited me." Su Ziyang said.

Once he said this, he envied Jingguang for a long time.

"Cold star is really awesome. You can invite such people!"

"We can't understand the operation of the cold star boss!"

"Can't learn! Can't learn!"

Envy, envy

All kinds of eyes are written on each player's face.

The players of the killing Temple glanced around and showed their pride.

"Well, you all go back!" said Su Ziyang.

"Yes, my Lord!"

The wind smiled and waved his right hand. More than 5000 people quickly retreated.

Like other players, they stood in the distance and began to wait and see, like a melon eating crowd.

Such a scene strongly stimulates the eyes of other players.

"Looks like they're not going to help?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

"Cold star boss, how strong is it? Doesn't he have to attack the city himself?"

His face is full of bitterness and sorrow.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, a sound sounded.

Players look for prestige and their faces change greatly.

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