At this time, the battlefield in Huaming District was full of corpses of illusion demons.

In other words, that is the magical material everywhere.

Although the army would go to the battlefield from time to time to collect the corpses of victims and those illusion demons, the war has been fighting for more than twelve hours, and there must be corpses of illusion demons everywhere, and some are the materials left on the illusion demons.

These things fell into Su Ming's hands, which were a large number of chips.

If the war is over and the space and manpower are available in Longyao City, then 80% of these materials will have to be taken away by them.

"no!"

As if he could see countless chips flying away from his eyes, Su Ming couldn't sit still.

He ran out of the room and headed straight to the battlefield.

......

This is a battlefield far from the camp and defense line.

The phantom demons attack from time to time, but from time to time they will usher in a large number of spiritual art bombardments, which will make most of the phantom demons die here before they can reach the front line where professionals are located.

This is the farthest distance that the sorcerers on the other side of the defense line can attack with spiritual skills. The illusion demons who reach this defense line must first survive the indiscriminate bombardment of large-scale attack-like techniques released by the sorcerers, and then they can reach the position of the pros and fight with the hunters as forwards.

Therefore, there are no human corpses here, but only the broken limbs and bones of the illusion demons that have been destroyed by a large-scale attack spiritual technique.

At some point, a figure jumped from the sky, landing heavily on the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust here.

"Ahem, I failed to show off, but fortunately there is no one here."

Su Ming coughed from the smoke and dust while waving his hand, looking like he was choked by the sand.

But the next second, looking at the broken limbs and bones of the audience, Su Ming's eyes began to shine.

"The wings of the Screaming Demon...the fragments of the Blade Demon...the skin of the Shadow Demon...the heart of the Troll?"

Su Mingqing was very happy when he pointed out the same magical materials.

"There are the scales of the rotten water demon here? It looks like the color is still a mutant? That's so valuable!"

"The skin of the black-hearted demon? The main material of the contract book! There is a lot of demand!"

"Is this the venom of the poisonous rubber demon? It may be quite valuable in the underground market!"

"What kind of material is this from the illusion demon? Forget it! Take it all!"

This wave is undoubtedly a great harvest.

Su Ming was rushing to collect the magical materials on the battlefield, and threw them all into the golden finger backpack, no matter whether they were valuable or not.

Anyway, the space of the gold finger backpack is not limited, so Su Ming naturally puts it as much as he can.
Chapter completed!