Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying flew away from the second city they discovered.
The camera turned back and saw that the 10,000 soldiers who had just been released from the sealing state were all without their armor, and they were lying on the ground unconscious with bruises and swollen faces.
In fact, they were relatively lucky. Fortunately, Gou Sheng didn't have the tools to accommodate a large number of creatures. Otherwise, not only would they lose their equipment, but they would also lose themselves.
By the way, can’t the Tianyuan Prison Tower be installed?
It's possible, but the space is really limited.
Therefore, after weighing the matter, Jun Changxiao still planned to confiscate only the equipment and weapons.
Of course.
Some people may wonder why the Demon Clan is so tall and their armor is so big that a disciple can wear it if they steal it? This issue is not within the scope of Jun Changxiao's consideration, because Fan Yezi needs to consider it.
all in all.
The sect does not support idle people, it must give full play to its own strengths.
"metropolitan!"
After flying for a while, Yao Mengying said excitedly: "There is another city ahead!"
"Walk!"
The two sped up their flight speed and soon stopped over the third city.
Judging from the scale of this city, it is obviously larger than the previous two. In particular, there are many equipments set up on the city wall. It must be an important place in the Demon Realm.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jun Chang smiled and landed on the city wall, looking at the equipment similar to the barrel, and said: "It feels a bit like a field gun."
Take it away!
Take them all away!
Gou Sheng was not polite at all and put all the hundreds of equipment scattered around the city wall into the space ring. Then he looked outside the city and saw another military camp!
"Wow!"
Yao Mengying was surprised and said: "So many soldiers!"
The military camps in the first two cities have a capacity of 10,000 people, and 50,000 people are stationed in this important military area.
Jun Changxiao grinned.
To others, these Demon Soldiers are very dangerous, but to him, they are like treasures!
"brush!"
"brush!"
The two of them landed on the general stage.
There is still a special fingerprint on the wall behind, which means it can be activated by touching it.
Strangely enough, Jun Changxiao had raised his hand to press them in the second city military camp before, but it had no effect. Later, it was Yao Mengying who successfully revived them.
The system guessed: "It should be due to the innate holy demon body."
"Girl."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Go and trigger it."
"Um!"
Yao Mengying walked over, but just as she was about to put her palms on her, Gou Sheng stopped her again: "Wait a minute!"
"Hoo ho!"
Jun Changxiao flew up, released the power of his true spirit, lifted up the petrified soldiers one by one, and then sent them to the wild.
With the experience of the previous two times, he could roughly conclude that the strength of the soldiers here must be at the first level. If they were all resurrected, they might not be able to handle it, so they separated in advance and defeated them one by one.
The system was speechless and said: "It's better to just arrange the formation to block them in advance."
"That makes sense!"
Jun Changxiao was immediately inspired, turned around and flew back, and then began to plant formation flags and draw lines, instantly forming a barrier of light, sealing off a large number of petrified soldiers.
After working for most of the day, all the 50,000 soldiers in the military camp were dispersed.
"Girl."
Jun Changxiao shouted: "Unlock it!"
"Crack!"
Yao Mengying pressed her palm up, and ripple-like energy rippled again.
"Kakaka!"
"Kakakaka!"
The body breaks and stones fall off.
However, when a soldier from the Demon Clan regained his mind, he found that he was in a place of light, and all of them had question marks on their faces.
Where am I?
What is this place?
"Everyone."
Jun Changxiao slowly appeared in the sky like a creator, saying: "You should be able to understand human language, so please throw away the weapons in your hands and take off the armor as soon as possible, otherwise... I will come in person."
Naturally, the soldiers of the Demon Clan would not obey orders obediently. They immediately burst out with strong demonic energy and raised their weapons.
"Not cooperative."
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: "The only way is to come in person!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Soon after, ten thousand soldiers lay unconscious on the ground, and all their armor and weapons were taken away.
Jun Changxiao went to other isolation formations one after another, and finally stood on the tower with a great harvest, singing loudly: "We, the people, are so happy tonight!"
Yao Mengying covered her ears to block her hearing.
Skilled in making people feel distressed.
Thanks to the formation's success in isolating sounds from the outside world, otherwise the tens of thousands of Demon Clan soldiers lying inside, even if they were unconscious, would inevitably suffer secondary fatal injuries.
…
After acquiring another 50,000 armors and weapons, Jun Changxiao did not leave the city immediately because he discovered that there was a foundry near the military camp, so he walked over curiously.
Entering the huge factory, there are all kinds of casting facilities.
"These should be used to produce equipment." Jun Changxiao walked to a casting table and clearly saw that the mold inside was very consistent with the shape of the armor, so he confirmed his guess.
The system said: "Such a large casting workshop is enough to show that the Demon Clan has extremely strong casting skills and extremely ambitious ambitions."
"so."
Jun Changxiao spread his hands and said: "They were destroyed by the ten major immortal sects and various tribes."
The soldiers are strong in cultivation and well-equipped. If they want to go out to do something big, the various sects and forces will definitely be unable to bear it.
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao realized that Yao Mengying and eight other innate demon body owners were transported to the Demon Realm. Could it be the plan of the Moon Burial Pavilion to prepare for the upcoming resurrection of the Demon Ancestor?
"Very possible."
The system said: "After all, these well-equipped soldiers are too strong. If they appear in the upper world, they will definitely cause huge disasters."
"hehe."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Since I have come in, how can I let them get what they want?"
"brush!"
He turned his head to face the camera, stroking his black hair angrily, and said: "Please ask me to cause trouble for the little prince."
…
Now that the foundry has been discovered, and there are so many foundry facilities, with Jun Changxiao's style, all of them must be included in the space ring.
"metropolitan."
Yao Mengying stood in a room similar to an office and said: "There are many books here!"
"oh?"
Jun Changxiao walked in.
There are rows of bookshelves in the room, and there are many ancient books on them. I picked one up and opened it to read, but it turned out that there were messy words written on it.
"This is the writing of the Demonic Clan," the system said.
"..."
Jun Changxiao opened the Kung Fu pavilion and found that it could not be used for matching, so he affirmed: "It is not martial arts."
"nonsense!"
The system said speechlessly: "The books in the foundry must be related to casting!"
Jun Changxiao flipped through a few more pages, some of which were sketches of battle armor patterns. Because he couldn't read the text, he didn't know what the notes meant.
The system said: "This is how to make a battle armor."
"Can you understand?"
"It's necessary. Any text can be easily deciphered in front of me."
"ox."
Jun Changxiao put all the books into the space ring.
With the casting platform and the books on casting armors, they can be placed in the sect in the future and let Fan Yezi try to refine them, so there is no need for retirement.
"metropolitan!"
Yao Mengying shouted: "There are many drawings on the table!"
Jun Changxiao approached with great interest and found that there was a different style of armor painted on it, with notes written by the Demon clan on each part.
"What's this?"
"Literally translated, it should be a second-generation battle armor."
"Shall I go?"
Jun Changxiao said in surprise: "This Demon Clan is also very good at researching equipment."
Needless to say, I will definitely take it!
…
On the Foundry Peak, after Fan Yezi made the last batch of Diablo parts, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted: "It's finally done, and I can finally rest for a while."