Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1785 Killing Aoying and exploding the equipment
  Zhang Yan's face spattered with blood, covering half of his face.

"Boom."

Naoying's body fell down very lightly and slowly.

There was a drop of blood on the tip of Zhang Yan's god-killing spear, and it fell into the sea.

Aoying's eyes were always wide open in surprise.

Zhang Yan killed Aoying.

At this time, Zhang Yan still maintained the same demeanor as if he had just landed after rising.

Zhang Yan froze in place.

Feel the waves flowing around you.

"Ding--"

In the silence, the long-lost sound of the system filled the air.

Only then did Zhang Yan twist his neck.

Turning around blankly.

A thousand-year-old peach danced in front of Zhang Yan.

"This is."

Zhang Yan reached out to pick it up.

Zhang Yan looked at the equipment given to him by the system.

A line of orange luminous handwriting appeared in front of Zhang Yan bit by bit.

Zhang Yan looked at it carefully.

"Thousand-year-old flat peach."

Zhang Yan was delighted.

The equipment given by the system after killing Aoying.

Zhang Yan took the thousand-year-old flat peach in his hand and sniffed it.

"The flat peach itself has the effect of extending lifespan."

"Then the thousand-year-old flat peach must be more effective."

Zhang Yan was happy.

He glanced at the canyon that was now a ruin.

The corpses of shrimp soldiers and shrimp generals fell in a mess.

Naoying was completely out of breath.

Zhang Yan glanced at the gold and silver jewelry still scattered beside the small valley.

The treasures in the sack were scattered by the chaos.

Ao Lie and Aoying did all the tricks for the sake of it, and they were really willing to contribute all the treasures they had hidden in their palaces.

But neither of them thought that Zhang Yan would win this game. Zhang Yan sighed.

He took the sleeve corner of his clothes and simply wiped the blood off his face.

"The fight for the position of Prince Beihai after this is destined to not be so smooth."

Zhang Yan thought about how angry he would be when he woke up tomorrow morning and didn't see Ao Lie come back to report after waiting for a long time.

Immediately the canyon will send soldiers and generals, and Ao Lie will know that Aoying is dead.

The old Dragon King will also know about the death of his son.

Zhang Yan thought as he walked to the side of the jewelry.

Zhang Yan continued to pick up the sack just thrown aside.

Continue to put on these pearls, emeralds, gold and silver jewelry with an expressionless face.

The light of the night pearl shone faintly on Zhang Yan's face.

Zhang Yan is very tired now.

After almost picking up the pearls scattered on the ground, Zhang Yan picked up a few wrapped sacks on the ground.

Lift your arms upward.

Several other sacks were significantly heavier.

Zhang Yan struggled.

Zhang Yan picked up the God-killing Spear and slashed through the remaining intact sacks.

The weapons in the sack clattered to the ground.

Zhang Yan pursed his lips.

"This is Ao Lie's trick."

Zhang Yan kicked away these cold and false iron tools.

Many daggers clashed together.

Zhang Yan identified several more sacks one after another.

Throw aside the sacks that were fake and turned into weapons.

In the end, it was sorted out and sorted out.

Just put a bag of good gold and silver jewelry.

Zhang Yan was speechless.

Zhang Yan no longer stayed in the canyon. Now he had to rush to the pastry shop before dawn and throw the bag of gold to the shop owner to repay the debt he owed to him.

Zhang Yan grabbed the sack, put away the God-killing Spear, crossed his body, and a giant dragon walked freely through the sea water.

Zhang Yan came to the pastry shop and put a note on the sack. As soon as the sack was thrown away, the person disappeared in a flash.

(End of this chapter)