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Chapter 1639 Cut off a pair of your wings, can you still fly to the sky?

After two years, Epic Mission 6 was not only successfully completed, but also reached a completion rate of 1000%, setting a record.

Let’s not talk about the rewards. Breaking through the peak from a low position alone is so terrifying. Not to mention that he is a bad guy, he is simply sorry for the entire upper realm warriors.

"really."

Jun Chang sat on the roof with a smile on his face, clasped his hands together, and the breeze blew away the regenerated black hair that looked like it had been permed and dyed, revealing a face like a knife, saying: "The process of becoming stronger is so simple and unpretentious.

dull."

The system promptly sent a heated complaint: "For a person like the host, without relying on mission advancement, it would be a huge miracle to be able to break through King Wu in the lower realm."

"Am I proud?"

"..."

It is true that Gou Sheng has grown up so far, and most of his level improvement has come from epic missions and experience tokens, but he actually also has difficulties. He is in charge of the entire sect, is both a father and a mother, and then upgrades in the traditional way, how can he still complete the main mission?

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao jumped down in front of the sect's main hall and said angrily: "Ten Immortal Sects, I'm waiting for you!"

After reaching the peak of his realm, his tone of voice changed.

this.

Very useless.

However, after skillfully opening the mall, I saw the newly-given right to purchase the supreme product with a price tag of 22,000 reputation points. I couldn't help but yelled: "Damn, I'm going to pay another 2,000!"

"Ding! The host spent 22,000 reputation points and obtained the supreme product x1, which has been transported to the space ring."

"Ding! Sect reputation value: 9000."

No matter how expensive this thing is, Jun Changxiao must buy it.

He didn't touch it right away, because just like a lottery, it depends on luck and timing. If he had time tomorrow, he would have to bathe and burn incense before opening it.

"The hundred tons of ore as a reward should be useful."

Jun Changxiao thought about it before getting up and heading to the Formation Hall.

"Huh?"

"The sect leader has returned to his original appearance!"

On the way, the disciples stopped and started talking.

"Why."

Hua Meigui also saw it, shook her head and said, "She still looks cute as a child."

"..."

Jun Changxiao heard the words and twitched the corner of his mouth.

In fact, he did not expect that continuous breakthroughs in realm would lead to physical recovery.

"Master."

After entering the formation hall, Jun Changxiao took out a piece of brilliant ore and said, "Come and see the quality of this object."

Old man Taixuan put down the drawing in his hand, came over to take a closer look, and said in surprise: "What is this?"

"Tianling Quenching Mine."

"Tianling Quenching Mine?"

Old Man Taixuan has some knowledge of various types of ores in the upper realm, but he has never heard of this name.

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Can it be used to build warships?"

The epic mission rewards hundreds of tons of ore. The first thing he thought of was the battleship. After all, his master mentioned before that he needed high-grade ore.

"Go and ask Hall Master Fan."

Old Man Taixuan said: "It depends on the quality."

He is obsessed with formation research and is not very proficient in minerals.

"OK."

Jun Changxiao went to the foundry hall again. The reason why he had to go there in person was because Fan Yezi would be busy until late at night casting the second-generation armor every day, and he had no time at all except eating, drinking and having diarrhea.



Foundry Hall.

The smell of metal permeates the air.

Junjun Changxiao walked in from outside.

Fan Yezi was concentrating on studying the mold, and the moldy steamed buns on the table had long been dried.

Gou Sheng stood in front of the door, a smile gradually forming on his lips.

He likes to see employees busy because it allows him to see himself working hard for the sect and worrying about the sect.

"puff!"

Fan Yezi vomited blood.

I am responsible for the mecha battle armor, and I study it day and night, which can be described as a real effort.

Seeing this, Jun Changxiao felt deeply remorseful and silently called Sun Bukong over. While responsible for giving him a full body examination, he told him to work harder and strive to complete the year-end target.

Encouraged by his boss, Fan Yezi studied even harder until he fainted again and again and was rescued at the table again and again.

If a sect is to be successful, it cannot do without the unpretentious and boring lazy work of its employees.



"metropolitan!"

"Your ore is a good thing!"

Fan Yezi held a piece of Tianling quenching ore, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

As an expert in casting, you can feel the quality of this item just by touching it. There is no problem in refining weapons or protective gear.

"Can we build a battleship?"

"Build what?"

"Battleship."

"The kind of Eternal Number?"

"good."

"..."

Fan Yezi rolled his eyes and said: "It is not easy to make a complete battle armor from a piece of ore that weighs two or three kilograms. The sect master should not want to make a battleship."

"The materials are there."

"How many?"

"One hundred tons."

"One...one hundred tons?"

Fan Yezi's eyes widened.

He has a high understanding of the ores in the upper world. Although he has never heard of the ores in his hand, the level is at least not inferior to the immortal level. The sect leader actually has a hundred tons. This...

"Stop being ridiculous!"



"Boom!"

In the large warehouse used to store ore on the Foundry Peak, Jun Changxiao waved his hand, and hundreds of tons of Tianling Quenched Ore appeared out of thin air, with a scale comparable to a small mountain.

"Oh My God……"

Fan Yezi's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Jun Changxiao asked: "I want to use this kind of ore to make a warship, do you think it's okay?"

"OK!"

With so many high-quality ores, as long as the technology is superb, in Fan Yezi's opinion, it is not a problem to build ten warships, let alone one!

"but."

He said with a solemn expression: "The ten Immortal Sects will attack at any time, why not make the ore into weapons and equipment?"

"Okay."

Jun Changxiao is not in a hurry to build battleships. It would be great if they could be converted into equipment to enhance the sect's hard power.

Fan Yezi said: "The sect has ready-made battle armor machine tools and a complete battle armor system. As long as the plan is set up, the third generation of battle armor can be built in a short time!"

"How strong is it?"

"It's definitely better than the second generation!"

He is very confident, which comes from the high grade of the ore.

"OK."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "I'll give you fifty tons of ore and make a third-generation armor as quickly as possible."

"Where's the other fifty tons?"

"Of course it's used to cast mechas!"

"This works!"

The raw material level of Diablo is not very high, but its super defensive power is attributed to the internal formation system. If it is cast with Tianling quenched ore, the level will definitely rise several steps.

Jun Changxiao asked old man Taixuan, and of course he had no objection after learning.

As a result, the Foundry Hall was even busier than before. Many members of the Formation Hall were sent to participate in the research of armors and mechas, even those who cleaned the latrines, so as to achieve substantial progress as quickly as possible.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The sounds of painstaking efforts echoed in the factory.

Jun Changxiao stood in front of the crack in the door and saw the disciples still working hard with hanging bottles. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

this.

That's life.



The Eternal Sect is busy, and the ten Immortal Sects are not idle either.

According to preliminary estimates, it will take about one or two months to seal the stone statue clan and dragon clan.

"snort."

The leader of the Lingtian Immortal Sect sat in the main hall and sneered: "Jun Changxiao, if I cut off a pair of your wings, can you still fly into the sky?"



Dragon Domain.

Jun Changxiao sat in the Dragon Palace and said: "The ten major immortal sects are targeting the Eternal Sect. You don't need to worry about this matter. I will deal with them beautifully."

Depend on!

How did this guy get in?

Of course it relies on the main battleship of the Star Spirit Realm.

Such technological products can be forcibly flown to the lower world, and blending into the small world silently is naturally a piece of cake.

In this case, the top ten Immortal Sects outside were extremely busy, but they still could not stop Jun Changxiao from maintaining contact with the two clans. In the end, it was nothing more than... trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but in vain.


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