Swish!
Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying flew away from the second city they discovered.
The camera turned back and saw the tens of thousands of soldiers who had just been released from the sealed state. All of them had lost their armor and were lying unconscious on the ground with bruises all over their faces.
In fact, they were quite lucky. Fortunately, Gou Sheng did not have any equipment that could hold a large number of creatures. Otherwise, they would not only lose their equipment, but also themselves.
Speaking of which, could the Tianyuan Prison Pagoda not be installed?
It could be, but the space was limited.
Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, Jun Changxiao decided to only take away the equipment and weapons.
Of course.
Some people would be puzzled. The Mowang Tribe was tall and strong, and their armor was also very big. How could the disciples who were robbed wear it? This problem was not within the scope of Jun Changxiao's consideration because it was up to Fan Yezi.
In short.
The sect did not raise idle people. They had to play to their strengths.
"Patriarch!"
After flying for a while, Yao Mengying said excitedly, "There's another city in front!"
"Let's go!"
The two sped up and soon stopped above the third city.
In terms of scale, this city was obviously bigger than the previous two. There were many weapons on the city wall. It should be an important place in the Mowang Territory.
"Tsk, tsk."
Jun Changxiao landed on the city wall. Looking at the cannon-like weapons, he said, "It looks like a field cannon."
Take it!
Take it all!
Gou Sheng did not hesitate at all. He took the hundreds of weapons scattered around the city wall into his space ring. Then, he looked outside the city and saw another military camp!
"Wow!"
Yao Mengying said in surprise, "There are so many soldiers!"
The previous two cities had tens of thousands of soldiers in the military camp. This military camp had 50,000 soldiers.
Jun Changxiao grinned.
To others, these Mowang Tribe soldiers were very dangerous. But to him, they were no different from treasures!
Swish!
Swish!
The two landed on the stage.
There was still a special handprint on the wall behind, which meant that it could be activated by touching it.
Strangely enough, in the barracks of the second city, Jun Changxiao had raised his hand and pressed it, but it didn't have any effect. Later on, it was Yao Mengying who successfully revived them.
The system guessed, "It should be because of the Innate Holy Demon Body."
"Lass."
Jun Changxiao said, "Go ahead and trigger it."
"Yes!"
Yao Mengying walked over, but just as she was about to place her palm on it, Gou Sheng stopped her. "Wait a minute!"
"Hu hu!"
Jun Changxiao flew up and released his True Spirit power, lifting up the petrified soldiers and sending them to the wilderness.
With the previous two experiences, he could more or less determine that the soldiers here were definitely at the first transition level. If all of them were to be revived, he might not be able to handle them. Therefore, he had split up in advance and defeated them one by one.
The System was speechless. "Why don't we just set up a formation to seal them off?"
"That makes sense!"
Jun Changxiao was suddenly inspired. He turned around and flew back. Then, he began to set up formation flags and set up a formation. In an instant, a light barrier was formed, sealing off the petrified soldiers.
After working for half a day, the 50,000 soldiers in the barracks were all split up.
"Lass."
Jun Changxiao shouted, "Release the seal!"
"Pa!"
Yao Mengying pressed her palm on it, and ripple-like energy rippled again.
"Ka ka ka!"
"Ka ka ka ka!"
Their bodies cracked, and rocks fell off.
However, when the Mowang soldiers regained their senses, they found themselves in the light barrier. Question marks appeared on their faces.
Where am I?
What is this place?
"Everyone."
Jun Changxiao slowly appeared above the light like a creator and said, "You should be able to understand human language, so please throw away your weapons and take off your armor as soon as possible. Otherwise … I will come personally."
The Mowang soldiers naturally wouldn't listen to him obediently. They immediately released a strong demonic aura and raised their weapons.
"Not cooperating."
Jun Changxiao shook his head. "Then I will have to come personally!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Not long after, the 10,000 soldiers all fainted on the ground. Their armor and weapons were all taken away.
Jun Changxiao went to other isolation arrays. Finally, he stood on top of the city tower and sang loudly, "We, the people, are so happy tonight!"
Yao Mengying covered her ears and blocked her hearing.
He was so skillful that it made one's heart ache.
Fortunately, the array successfully isolated the sound from the outside world. Otherwise, the tens of thousands of Mowang soldiers lying inside would definitely be fatally injured even if they were already unconscious.
…
After obtaining another 50,000 sets of armor and weapons, Jun Changxiao didn't leave the city immediately. This was because he found a foundry near the barracks. So, he walked over curiously.
Entering the huge factory, there were all kinds of foundry facilities.
"These should be used to produce equipment." Jun Changxiao walked to a foundry and saw that the mold inside was very similar to the shape of the armor. So, he confirmed his guess.
The System said, "Such a big foundry is enough to show that the Mowang Tribe has an extremely high level of craftsmanship and great ambition."
"So."
Jun Changxiao spread his hands and said, "They were destroyed by the Ten Major Immortal Sects and the various clans."
The soldiers were powerful and well-equipped. If they went out to do something big, the various sects and forces would definitely not be able to handle it.
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao realized that Yao Mengying and the other eight possessors of the Innate Demon Body were teleported to the Mowang Territory. Could it be a plan of the Buried Moon Pavilion to prepare for the resurrection of the Demon Lord?
"Very likely."
The System said, "After all, these well-equipped soldiers are too powerful. If they appear in the Upper Realm, it will definitely bring a great catastrophe."
"Haha."
Jun Changxiao smiled and said, "Since I'm here, how can I let them do as they wish?"
"Swish!"
He turned to look at the camera and stroked his black hair coquettishly. "Please call me the little prince of trouble."
…
Since he found the foundry and so many foundry facilities, with Jun Changxiao's style, he would definitely put them all into the Space Ring.
"Patriarch."
Yao Mengying stood in a room that looked like an office and said, "There are many books here!"
"Oh?"
Jun Changxiao walked in.
There were rows of bookshelves in the room, and many ancient books were placed on them. He casually took a book and opened it to read, but it was filled with messy words.
"This is the language of the Mowang Tribe." The System said.
"…"
Jun Changxiao opened the Technique Pavilion and found that it could not be used to match, so he said with certainty, "It's not martial arts."
"Nonsense!"
The System was speechless. "The books in the foundry must be related to forging!"
Jun Changxiao flipped through a few more pages. Some of them were drawings of armors. Because he could not understand the words, he did not know what the remarks meant.
The System said, "This is the method to make armors."
"You can understand it?"
"Of course, I can easily decipher any text in front of me."
"Awesome."
Jun Changxiao kept all the books into the Space Ring.
With the foundry table and the books on forging armors, he could place them in the sect and let Fan Yezi try to forge them. This way, there would be no need for retirement.
"Patriarch!"
Yao Mengying shouted, "There are many blueprints on the table!"
Jun Changxiao leaned over with interest and found that there were drawings of different styles of armors, and there were remarks in the language of the Mowang Tribe on each part.
"What is this?"
"From the literal translation, it should be the second generation of armors."
"What?"
Jun Changxiao was surprised. "The Mowang Tribe is very good at researching equipment."
Needless to say, he would definitely take it!
…
On the Foundry Peak, after Fan Yezi finished the last batch of Diablo parts, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and panted. "It's finally done. I can finally rest for a while."
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