A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

On a teleportation array within a range of three thousand kilometers, another young man in green opened his eyes.

"all the best."

"At present, the territory of the Demon Kingdom is relatively stable. There is no trouble caused by the Seven Feathers Sect and the Blood Slaughter Hall, and there are basically no golden elixirs. The A-25 can handle it."

Jiang Ding disconnected the nano-liquid robot and disappeared from the teleportation array.

It's not that he doesn't like third-level high-grade spiritual veins.

Who wouldn’t like something like this that has no side effects and can increase the speed of cultivation?

The location is too awkward.

Located in Beiyuan, the bridgehead of the Immortal Cultivation World into the Three Kingdoms, one day an old Yuanying monster appeared along the way, and everything was over in an instant.

Even the encrypted teleportation array is not necessarily safe. The Nascent Soul stage has begun to come into contact with the power of space and can teleport over short distances.

If it is not encrypted,

For example, there are a large number of escape teleportation arrays in the Blood Slaughter Hall and the Seven Feathers Sect's mountain gate. The Yuanying old monster will take pictures of them for you, ensuring that no one is missed.

After more than a dozen teleportations, tens of thousands of kilometers away, under the deep pool of Chizhong Mansion, the light of the teleportation array lit up.

"It's better to feel safe here."

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept away, he felt more relaxed and sat down cross-legged.

It can be said that except for him, no human being has been here for at least thousands of years. No one has ever known that there is such a place with a natural hiding formation and no artificial traces.

Even the old monster Yuanying,

If you didn't know in advance that there was someone here and search carefully, you would never have been able to find this place.

"Now is the time to open the treasure chest!"

"There is no need to burn incense and bathe. If you are sincere, you will be spiritual."

Jiang Ding threw out two storage bags. One was fiery red, made of some kind of animal fur, and tied with a red rope. At first glance, it was clear that the bags were crudely made, the craftsmanship was backward, and the demon clan style was clearly revealed.

The other one was made of pure black cloth, and there was a faint sound of the wailing of innocent souls, coming from the ancestor of the hundred ghosts.

"Just a lucky break."

Jiang Ding ingests the storage bag of the Red Flame Fox King with flaming red fur.

It shouldn't have been like this, but the Red Flame Fox King was captured by Taoist Tian Kuang once, so it's hard to tell how much there is in the storage bag.

Divine consciousness and sword intent poured into it.

boom!

A bright blue sun fell from the sky, and the terrifying aura of destruction, sharpness, and scorching heat spread. The not-so-mysterious layers of restrictions along the way dissolved and dissipated. The storage bag flashed with red light and became ownerless.

The consciousness swept over him.

"No surprises."

Jiang Ding looked disappointed.

In the storage bag, all the third-level items disappeared, not even a single elixir was left. The greed of the Tian Kuang Taoist was shocking, and nothing remained.

However, he did not regret rejecting Taoist Tiankuang's storage bag.

If it's not his trophy, he won't take it.

I owe you a favor for nothing.

Those two are the masters of power and have many entanglements. Their relationships are very dangerous.

Furthermore, he also wanted to find an opportunity to kill Mu Tianxue and recover the France-breaking steel bullets.

After receiving the gift, I always felt it was not easy to start.

There are quite a lot of second-level elixirs, second-level spiritual gold, animal skins, etc. left.

Added up, the value of 20 million low-grade spiritual stones should be there.

"The last one, Ancestor Baigui, don't let me down."

"Come out with the same aura that your clone used to threaten me eighteen years ago."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, taking some time to return to a perfect state.

boom!

The blue sun came again, and a mere dead object could not resist at all. The layers of storage bags that were much more sophisticated than the Red Flame Fox King's consciousness restrictions melted and broke open. The self-destruction formation was triggered, but it was destroyed before it could spread. Sweep away.

Divine consciousness poured into it.

"good."

Jiang Ding perked up.

"As expected of a man who dares to threaten the future Tianjun, he is still capable."

The first thing that catches the eye is about three thousand kilograms of Kongming crystal copper!

"In addition to the more than 2,000 kilograms seized from the demon country's treasury, as well as the dismantling of his natal magic weapon, the total is more than 8,000 kilograms."

"enough!"

"In the future, the aerial battleship coating, internal carrier-based aircraft storage space, and the expansion space for the fourth-order electromagnetic main gun array will be enough to carry 1,024 Dyson Sunglass Sword-type drones."

Jiang Ding was overjoyed and continued reading.

There are more than tens of thousands of spiritual stones, including more than a hundred high-grade spiritual stones, more than a thousand kilograms of various third-order spiritual gold, and many second-order and first-order things.

In total, it is worth about 30 million low-grade spiritual stones.

"My net worth has skyrocketed again."

Jiang Ding calculated in his mind.

"The treasures of the demon country plus the trophies of this period, not counting the gray iron stone, mercury silver spiritual gold, and sky and dark crystal copper, which cannot be sold."

"Those other fragments of magic weapons, ghost weapons, etc. are included and roughly replaced with spiritual stones."

"A total of 270 million low-grade spiritual stones!"

"The number one foundation-building rich man in the Immortal Sect is me, my dear friend."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath.

"Of course, the children of the cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, and the very powerful Nascent Soul Lord, who are especially favored for foundation building, cannot be counted. They are too strong, and whatever they miss is a goal that countless cultivators will struggle to achieve throughout their lives. "

"It's just that the spiritual stones are not enough."

Jiang Ding slowly calmed down.

"The cost of a Nascent Soul-class air-space mothership is generally around one billion low-grade spiritual stones. My air-space battleship has to match the strength of the Nascent Soul-class, and it also needs to be equipped with 1,024 sword-shaped Dyson mirror drones. The construction is more difficult, doubling the cost is quite reasonable, two billion low-grade spiritual stones."

"In addition, a large amount of fourth-level materials are required, which cannot be purchased with low-grade spiritual stones."

"While I was still in school, Xianmen did not arrange any combat missions for me. These materials cannot be reimbursed."

He looked like he had a headache.

"Let's see again. If the output of mercury, silver and spiritual gold is greater, we might be able to exchange it for fourth-level treasures of heaven and earth."

"Finally, there are the piles of ghosts, zombies, and living people belonging to the ancestor of the Hundred Ghosts..."

Jiang Ding let out a light sigh and placed his spiritual consciousness on a pile of demonic objects that were ready to be destroyed and redeemed.

Among them, each coffin contained the breath of a living creature.

The consciousness tore open some restrictions and crashed into it.

"He's an acquaintance."

"The demonic monks like these living and talented monks very much."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

Inside these coffins were the foundation-building monks of the Seven Feather Sect who were searched and captured by the Blood Soul Pursuit Arrow. The ones with the lowest qualifications were all Second Spiritual Roots, who had been placed under a Soul Restriction for unknown purposes.

Among them, the one who was treasured and placed in a separate corner was Li Qingyun, the acting head of the Seven Feathers Sect, monk Tianlinggen and disciple of the Supreme Elder!

"To build the Demon Kingdom, no, to build the Tushan Dojo, we have the initial labor force."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

Not open here.

He was afraid that he could not help but keep silent. The slight friendship in the past could not be blocked under such a principled issue involving the safety of his lair.

The teleportation array flashed slightly.

He spared no effort and flashed a dozen times in the teleportation array before sending it to the Demon Kingdom.