Momen, a 100,000-zhang long supership, is waiting to pass through a huge spatial passage.

In the core control room of the giant ship, a real person in a blue robe said to Mo Wanfang next to him: "Big nephew, what's going on this time? My eighth-order mountain-swallowing giant ship, but it has a heavy task, why did it suddenly intercept it? What about the loss of the sect?"

"Uncle Thirteen, that little loss is all small money, don't care. Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly.

"What?small money?" Uncle Thirteen was immediately unhappy, and shouted: "The Tushan giant ship can carry thousands of mountains at a time, and the carrying capacity is the first in Momen, I go back and forth, and the difference in price earned alone is as much as three million small spirit beads, which is still a small amount of money?"

"Removing some expenses on the road, as well as the dividends of each family, in fact, it will also pay about one million net profits for the sect. Mo Wanfang said without hesitation: "For Momen, this is small money. ”

"Then you should sue me, how much benefit can you get by mobilizing my giant ship this time?" Uncle Thirteen said unconvinced.

Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly and said, "It's a matter of confidentiality, I can't say it, but anyway, if you run for thousands of eight hundred years, you may not earn it!"

"Are you kidding me?" Uncle Thirteen was taken aback and said, "How is this possible!"

"It may not be, just look at it!" After Mo Wanfang finished speaking, he pointed ahead and said, "Okay, the space passage is stable, let's go!"

"Okay, I want to see what is so valuable!" After the thirteenth uncle finished speaking, he immediately controlled the giant ship to drive towards the space channel.

In a short time, the Swallowing Mountain Giant Ship passed through the space passage and came to a sunny place, and immediately, the monks on the entire battleship were all stunned by the scene in front of them!

Mountains hundreds of zhang high, all piled up by cannonballs, endlessly, like a long dragon, you can't see the end at a glance!

"Suck ~" Uncle Thirteen immediately gasped and said, "So many cannonballs? Why didn't I know that Momen had a manufacturing task for this thing? How many people would it take to make this?"

"It's not Momen's, it's Fang Lie's private property. Mo Wanfang explained, "Don't say it, hurry up and load it, start from this end and fill it up!"

"Okay!" Uncle Thirteen hurriedly agreed, and then began to control the giant ship.

I saw that the bow of the giant ship, that is, a huge dragon head statue, suddenly opened its mouth, and then shot out a divine light, enveloping a mountain of cannonballs.

Immediately, the one flickered slightly, and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, it was directly moved to the interior of the giant ship by some special spatial dao method.

In fact, the Swallowing Mountain Giant Ship is not known for its combat effectiveness, but a special warship specially used by Momen for transportation.

It not only has a huge storage space, which can fit thousands of mountains, but also has a special space throughput capacity, which does not require manpower and laborious relocation, and can instantly load huge goods into it, and can spit it out at any time and place it in a suitable location.

Because a large number of spatial supernatural powers are involved, the materials consumed by this giant ship are very precious, almost equivalent to more than five times that of warships of the same level.

And even with the financial resources of Yimomen, only three ships can be produced in total. However, two of them were lost a long time ago, and now only the one in front of them remained, which was one of the most important eighth-order warships in Momen.

While loading the cannonballs, Uncle Thirteen couldn't help but ask, "I said eldest nephew, although these cannonballs are valuable, they are not as mysterious as you say, right?"

"Hehe!" Mo Wanfang said with a smile: "Usually, these things are indeed nothing, but don't forget, now is the critical moment for Kunlun to face the super demon tide." With such a large number of physical shells, it is obvious that they can be sold for sky-high prices!"

"The physical cannonball is so expensive, at least ten times more expensive than the divine channel method released by consuming spirit stones and spirit beads, they obviously have a huge amount of spirit stones, spirit beads, why do they need this thing? Isn't this stupid?" Uncle Thirteen said puzzled.

"Do you know, this magic tide is not trivial, the first line of defense was broken on the first day, our fleet of 10,000 warships in Momen, there is no idle effort, we can only keep firing, the spiritual energy stored in the Yuan Qi furnace is quickly consumed, and then, almost every day, more than 200 million small spirit beads will be burned!" Mo Wanfang sneered: "This great demon tide will last for several years, no matter how rich the Kunlun two sects are, they can't bear such financial pressure?" Besides, the mountain protection array also needs spirit beads, and the monks' recovery and other expenses are all astronomical, and their little reserves are simply a drop in the bucket, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold it for half a year!"

"Where did they get the money to buy so many shells?" said Uncle Thirteen in confusion.

"I don't have the money to buy it, so I can only exchange. Mo Wanfang said with a smile.

"Exchange, what to exchange?" Uncle Thirteen frowned and guessed: "They are going through a hard battle, the consumption is extremely huge, and they don't have enough materials and magic weapons for themselves, so it's impossible to take them out?"

"Unless it's those high-level treasures that don't work. Mo Wanfang smiled: "With your cleverness, you must be able to guess it, right?"

"Huh?" Uncle Thirteen was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed, "Didn't you exchange those eighth-order demon gate treasures with us?

"This pie was really eaten by him~" Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly: "These broken things are the amount he has accumulated for forty years, but they can be exchanged for several eighth-order magic weapons, my God, I have been cultivating for 200 years, but I have never encountered such a good thing!"

"Haha, no matter how powerful he is, he is not your son-in-law?" Uncle Thirteen laughed and said: "This kid has made a fortune, he must not forget about us, right?

"The sect must be beneficial, after all, over the years, Fang Lie has ignored this place, whether it is the construction of this place, or the control and cultivation of demons, it is all handled by me, the old man, that kid is completely the shopkeeper!" Mo Wanfang said with some annoyance, "Sometimes, I feel like I have become his kid's housekeeper! If it weren't for my father's strict order, I would have left it alone!"

"It's a shame that you didn't let go, otherwise, where would you have met such a good thing!" Uncle Thirteen said admiringly: "It's better to teach him that the old man has a vision, and he started to lay out forty years ago, so that he can accumulate so many shells." I just don't know if it's enough. ”

"It's definitely enough!" Mo Wanfang said lightly: "It has been estimated, and it may consume seventy to eighty percent of the inventory." But it doesn't matter, the production of shells here is terrifying, and it is accelerating as the number of gold-eating rats increases. Don't look at the amount of consumption now, you can make up for it again after ten years. ”

"Good girl, can we use up such a large amount?" Uncle Thirteen said strangely: "Although I know that I need to save some cannonballs as hole cards, but accumulating so much, isn't it a waste of materials? ”

"I don't know what my father thinks, but I think he seems to have planned for a long time, anyway, we will definitely not lose money on these things, but will make a lot of money!" Mo Wanfang affirmed.

"I understand, the wisdom of the old man who taught him is indeed not something we can guess!" Uncle Thirteen immediately smiled: "Anyway, this time it can be regarded as a big profit, and it is really not easy to pit the two sects of Kunlun!"

"Hehe, they deserve it, who called them such bastards before!" Mo Wanfang also laughed.

At this time, the Mountain Swallowing Giant Ship was almost loaded, and a whole thousand mountains of cannonballs, including various cannonballs of the first to fifth ranks, were all stored inside by it, and they were fully loaded.

Next, the Swallowing Mountain Giant Ship opened out of this Middle Thousand World, and then passed through the Guò White Bone Breaking Gate and appeared directly in the Momen Station of Kunlun Mountain.

At this time, there were already nearly 10,000 Kunlun disciples waiting here, and they were all monks who had been ordered to come to pick up the goods.

When the Mountain Swallowing Giant Ship appeared, everyone was taken aback by its huge size, even Fang Lie was full of awe of this kind of big guy bigger than a mountain, this is the essence of Momen, the strongest transport warship, in its heyday, it could carry tens of thousands of monks, tens of millions of puppets, and fight everywhere for Momen!

After the arrival of the mountain-swallowing giant ship, there was no nonsense, and immediately according to the instructions given here, it began to swallow mountains of cannonballs one after another, and steadily put them on the vacated ground.

When hundreds of millions of cannonballs appeared in such a shocking way, the monks present were also deeply shocked.

The half-immortals who had already gotten the news were also observing this side with water mirrors, and many of them showed solemn expressions.

"The background of Momen is really unfathomable, we have never heard of them making a large number of physical cannonballs, but they can take out so many of them quietly!

"I heard from the real people of Lanshan that Momen will supply enough for 10,000 warships to use for a year! This number is too terrifying, isn't it? Even if it is made by millions of disciples of Momen without sleep, it will not be possible to complete it for thousands of years without a few hundred! But they don't seem to take it seriously at all! This is too strange!"

"Yes, under normal circumstances, such a big killer weapon must be used as a hole card to hide desperately, who will show it lightly? or even sell it to others? What is Mo Qianhiro doing?"

"Who knows, if we can guess the old fox's intentions, then won't we become old foxes?"

"Haha~" A group of people laughed along, but in the smile, everyone hid a trace of deep jealousy, and secretly made up their minds that they would never fight Momen if they had nothing to do, lest they would face so many shells one day!