In the stone hall of the Iron Armor Demon Tribe in the distance, one after another the Iron Armor Demon entered the stone hall one after another, each with a bowl of mysterious black juice, and after his strength was improved, he walked to the stage and stood still. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Guo Qingyang didn't continue to pay attention to the mysterious rituals of this ironclad demon tribe, but quickly used his brain, thinking about how to catch these ironclad demons.

It's definitely not going to work.

With Guo Qingyang's current strength, as long as there are more than ten ironclad demons against him, he can only win narrowly.

On the square under the high platform, there were nearly two hundred ironclad demons, and if Guo Qingyang rushed up rashly, he would definitely die without a place to be buried.

What's more, in the stone hall, there was an old ironclad demon with strange methods that surprised people, so that Guo Qingyang couldn't see his strength clearly, maybe if he was not careful, he would be hit.

So, get closer to the past and attack with individual missiles and rockets stored in the storage space?

After thinking about it for a while, this method was given up by Guo Qingyang.

For the same reason, these individual missiles and rockets are powerful enough to inflict massive damage on these Iron Demons.

However, Guo Qingyang is only one person after all, and the damage output per unit time is limited after all, and once these ironclad demons are dispersed, the lethality of individual missiles is simply not enough.

What to do, what to do?

Guo Qingyang used his brains with all his might, and he was really reluctant to give up such a rare opportunity.

Those ironclad demons were all gathered in a small square, and if they could have a powerful covering attack weapon, they would be able to wipe out most of them at once.

A high-powered covering assault weapon?

Guo Qingyang's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he suddenly remembered something.

His consciousness quickly scanned through his storage space, and then a flash of surprise flashed across his face, and he couldn't help but slap his head lightly.

"Damn, how did I forget this?"

In the storage space, a missile launcher about nine meters long revealed its hideous face, which was the strategic-class missile vehicle that Guo Qingyang had obtained from the arsenal of the US military base in the previous mission world.

On the launch rack of this missile car, there are a total of eight coarse Lightning Type 1 missiles, which should be enough to bombard the ironclad demons gathered in the distant square.

You must know that as the most advanced vehicle-mounted missile of the US military in the mission world, the attack radius of the Lightning 1 has reached 50 kilometers, and the shortest attack distance is about 2,000 meters.

Using the Lightning Type 1 to deal with these less than two hundred Iron Armor Demons is really a bit of an overkill.

But what is a missile vehicle compared to completing the task at hand?

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Guo Qingyang's mouth, and his figure quietly retreated, until he retreated to a small hill three thousand meters away before stopping.

With a wave of his hand, a hideous war beast was released by Guo Qingyang, and on the launch rack in the body, eight huge round-headed missiles were like a weapon of death to harvest life.

Guo Qingyang quickly climbed into the operation room in the car, opened the control center computer inside, and groped up little by little.

Although he has never used this kind of war weapon, Guo Qingyang's current mental strength is far beyond ordinary people, and with the skills of proficient English, he can also operate it decently.

What's more, the original batch of missile launchers was brought together with the operating instruction manual.

Three thousand meters away, the mysterious ritual in the stone hall was still continuing, and at this moment, the number of ironclad demons who had entered the stone hall and drank the black medicinal juice had reached as many as half.

Only about half of the black medicinal juice in the stone tripod remained, and the tripod was still steaming.

The old ironclad demon was reaching out to scoop out a bowl of medicinal juice, ready to hand it to an ironclad demon warrior who had just entered the stone hall, when he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and the movements in his hand suddenly stopped, and a pair of dim yellow and black eyes looked around, his face was full of doubt.

The ironclad demon warrior didn't know what was going on, waiting for a pair of blood-red eyes to look at each other, and his brain was directly confused.

The old ironclad demon shook his head in confusion and continued to hand over the stone bowl filled with black potion in his hand.

The Iron Demon Warrior grinned, took the stone bowl and prepared to raise his head and drink the potion.

At this moment, there were suddenly a few sharp hiss in the distant sky, and the old iron-armored demon was startled, and quickly raised his head to look ahead, and saw four fires rising from a hill in the distance, and then flew towards the side of Gaotai Square at a gallop.

Guo Qingyang was reluctant to launch all the missiles, he thought that four was enough.

One was aimed at the stone hall on the high platform, and the other three flew towards the square under the high platform in a zigzag shape.

The reason why he wanted to consume a valuable missile to attack the stone hall alone was because the old ironclad demon was extremely secretive, which made Guo Qingyang feel jealous, if he couldn't bombard it, he would definitely encounter great trouble if he wanted to get rid of the ironclad demon who had not completely died.

The Lightning 1 missile was fast, soaring to twice the speed of sound in the blink of an eye after taking off from the launch pad, and it was getting faster and faster.

By the time the ironclad warriors gathered in the square reacted, they had no time to dodge, and could only watch as the four huge missiles plunged headlong, followed by a loud bang and a violent explosion so strong that it could destroy anything to pieces.

Looking at the huge fire rising from the square in the distance, Guo Qingyang's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, knowing that he had succeeded, he quickly put the missile launcher into the storage space, and then blessed himself with a magic talisman, his body moved, and he quickly ran forward.

The magnificent stone hall was hit by a lightning type missile for the first time, and in the violent explosion, it was directly blown up and collapsed, huge stones flew everywhere, and the fire and gunpowder smoke shrouded all within a radius of 100 meters.

And the square that was hit by three missiles at the same time turned into purgatory in an instant.

Most of the ironclad demon warriors who couldn't react were instantly killed and injured by the high temperature and strong shock wave generated by the explosion, and those ironclad demons who were at the center of the explosion were directly gone, and they were completely vaporized by the terrifying high temperature.

Guo Qingyang saw from a distance that a large number of stumps and broken arms were carried into the air by the violent explosion, and they were scattered everywhere within a radius of several hundred meters.

That's the power of technology! (To be continued.) )