Yang Zilei's eyes sank, but he ignored the burly man, and continued to fly over the next ancient tower with the Thunder fighter.

Huh!

However, at this time, another blade light that radiated powerful power swept across the void and blasted on the ancient tower.

"boom!"

There is no doubt that the ancient pagoda collapsed suddenly amid the heavy sound and turned into a pile of rubble.

The huge metal clock naturally fell to the ground again and was snatched by a group of sect disciples.

Yang Zilei's eyes sank. The target of the sword light just now was obviously not the Thunder fighter, but the ancient tower where he was about to take the bell.

It is not difficult to see that this guy is deliberately finding fault!

"Boy, since I haven't gained anything, don't you want to get the slightest benefit from my knife!"

The burly man gave a grin, his sword pointed at Yang Zilei's thunder fighter, his actions were full of provocation and joking.

Hearing this, Yang Zilei's eyes flashed with coldness, without any nonsense, with a finger move, he directly pressed the black button on the console.

"boom--!"

In the next second, the missile blasted at the burly man with violent energy fluctuations.

At such a short distance, with the launch speed of the bullet, it was almost in the blink of an eye.

The burly man was on the top of the tower at this time, and he had no escape!

Looking at the huge thunder bullet that was violently plundered, a trace of fear emerged in the eyes of the burly man, he hurriedly raised the knife crossbar, and a body guard aura appeared on the surface of his body.

However, even a strong person in the Spirit God Realm could hardly resist under the power of missiles, let alone a half-step Spirit God Realm.

So when the guide-bomb exploded, the burly man's aura hood suddenly collapsed, and the whole person was completely swallowed by the terrifying thunder energy storm, and exploded to pieces.

call--!

A terrible energy storm swept away madly. Within a hundred meters of surroundings, all the buildings were shaken to pieces.

In a short period of time, this area of ​​the ancient ruins became extremely empty.

And the disciples of the sect below who only had the cultivation of the gods of transformation were all shocked to vomit blood and fly upside down.

"Why bother."

Yang Zilei landed on the ground, and at the same time retracted the Thunder fighter into the system space, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

For this kind of ancient building that existed for thousands of years, it was destroyed in an instant, and Yang Zilei actually felt a little intolerable.

Of course, this kind of intolerance was only a fleeting moment, and Yang Zilei's attention soon fell on the ruins, the huge metal clock that had fallen everywhere.

Although some giant clocks burst into two halves under the power of guided missiles, this did not affect Yang Zilei's conversion into strengthening points.

In this way, under the horrified gaze of the group of sect disciples in the distance, Yang Zilei searched for the ancient clock among the ruins, as if completely settled in a state of excitement.

Looking at this scene in a daze, those sect disciples all swallowed secretly, and no one dared to go up and pick up the bargain, lest they would end up like that burly man.

After all, the powerhouses of the Half-Step Spirit God Realm were all killed in an instant, and they had the confidence to resist.

As for some of the sect disciples who had harvested giant clocks just now, Yang Zilei looked like a collector obsessed with ancient clocks. He was so scared that he turned around and left, for fear that the ancient clocks they got would also be robbed.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for devouring 200,000 catties of high-grade metal'Bronze Bronze' and gaining 20 million strengthening points."

After a while, Yang Zilei found the last giant ancient clock from the ruins, swallowed it, and increased 20 million strengthening points again.

"76 old metal clocks, 1.5 billion strengthening points!"

Counting the results of this record in his mind, the smile on the corner of Yang Zilei's mouth became brighter.

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