"Brother is right!" the green-armored young man said encouragingly, "Master Feng Ling is a true demon from the source. Now he only needs to perfect the mark of the law of space to reach the realm of the mysterious demon. No matter how defiant this heavenly immortal is, he will die today." deal!"
"Yes, we can definitely survive relying on the formation..."
The green-browed and white-haired celestial demon said half of what he said, then swallowed the rest and looked at the young man wearing white dragon shorts standing next to him with wide eyes.
"Hello, little monsters!"
Su Poman's eyes narrowed, like two upside-down moons, with a slight smile on his face. He was standing in the formation and raised his hand to greet the monsters in a very friendly manner.
The green-armored young man looked like a mortal who had seen a ghost. He hurriedly looked back at the formation and found that there were no flaws in the formation they had arranged.
"There's nothing wrong with the formation. How did he get in?"
Si Ming's reaction was very quick. A dull white light flashed through his hole. After confirming that the person in front of him was not an illusion, he immediately used his escape technique to activate the formation and hurriedly escaped. The rest of the people's reaction was also not slow and they could defeat them in one go. The existence and strength of the Silver Bull Formation Spirit would definitely be able to easily kill them instantly. After they reacted, they hurriedly ran away.
In the blink of an eye, all the monsters dispersed like birds and beasts.
"You're all running away now? It's really boring... I'm in a good mood today, so I won't commit any murderous crimes, but all the bloodstained gold here belongs to me, hehe!"
Su Poman looked at the dozens of escaped heavenly demons and did not chase them. With his current ability, he was not afraid of attracting more powerful beings to retaliate. He even subconsciously expected that those escaped heavenly demons would attract more powerful beings. existence, so that he can use 'Adaptive Evolution' to gain stronger defense.
With the ability of 'teleportation' and 'infinite resurrection', no one can keep him if he wants to leave, and no one can completely kill him or seal him.
At this time, Su Poman could completely do whatever he wanted and let himself go.
Looking down, the situation in the mine suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Hey, there are actually so many people from the immortal clan who have become miners here!"
In the mines extending in all directions below, the immortals using jade pickaxes are struggling to dig out the metal in the mines. The cultivation level of these immortals is generally not high, and most of them only have Yuan Yuan. At the early stage of immortality, a few of them could barely reach the middle stage. Behind them stood demon supervisors holding black iron whips.
Ding Dang~
When the hoe collided with the ore, sparks were emitted. One of the immortal men wearing tattered black robes turned pale. The immortal infant became more unreal after being shocked, and he staggered for a moment.
"If this continues, I'm afraid my realm will drop to the immortal level..." The man in black robe said with a helpless smile.
Snapped!
Before he could react, a jet-black whip struck him hard on the back. The force was so strong that even though he had a fairy body, it made his vision go dark and he almost fainted.
"Hmph, hurry up and dig, don't be lazy!"
A demon cultivator with a pig head showed a fierce look in his eyes and reprimanded loudly.
"Don't fight, don't fight. Master, please calm down. I'll dig right away. I'll dig right away!"
Although the man in black robe was beaten, he still stood up quickly with a smile on his face. While running his skills to absorb the vitality of the world, he squeezed the fairy baby to squeeze out the mana and poured it into the pickaxe in his hand.
At this time, he had long lost the resentment and anger he had just been captured, and had completely resigned himself to his fate.
Ever since he was caught in this dark place, he had barely had a moment to rest. He was forced to dig in the mine every day. It was not that he didn't think of resisting or trying to escape at first, but he had seen it several times in other mines. After the bloody suppression, the hope in his heart slowly disappeared.
The man in black robe was digging expressionlessly, feeling a little desperate in his heart. He thought that if someone rescued him now, he would be willing to sacrifice his soul immediately. Being a slave would probably be better than working as a miner here.
Life here is too hard, it’s no place for people!
The ore in the mine is very hard, and it is very laborious to dig it with his strength. Every time he digs, it will form a counter-shock force. It is difficult for monks below the immortal level to withstand this kind of counter-shock force, so the miners here are mostly Most of them are immortals kidnapped from the border by the demon clan, or some demon monks who voluntarily come here to work hard in order to cultivate resources.
The immortals and some lower-blooded demons are responsible for digging. There are also other demons with slightly better status who are responsible for transporting the ore to places outside the mine in storage devices. There are also some demons outside who are responsible for counting and recording. Work.
There is no doubt that the most painful and tiring work among these links is the excavation work.
Unlike those demon monks who came voluntarily, these immortals are slaves, have no personal freedom at all, and only have half a day a month to recover their mana.
Long-term and high-intensity work has made many of them exhausted, and their magic power has been squeezed to the extreme. Some people are even falling into the realm, and even the fairy infants have dissipated and become ordinary cultivators.
Here, once the realm falls below the immortal level, it is a dead end. The immortal body will be eaten alive by the demon cultivators, and the end will be extremely miserable.
The mine stretches extremely deep underground, extending tens of thousands of miles from the open-air entrance to the bottom. If mortals came to dig, they would probably be exhausted just by going down the mine.
Because of the existence of the isolation formation, the movement from the outside world did not reach here. Excavation work was still being carried out in an orderly manner in the dozens of tunnels in the mine. The sounds of whipping and screams came one after another, and gold ore was stained with blood. It was placed in a kind of green leather bag storage device, and then these green leather bags were piled together and transported out of the passage in carloads.
In the square outside the mine, a demon cultivator with a rat tail sat next to a mountain of green leather bags. There was a lake of flesh and blood in his mouth, and he was chewing some unknown flesh and blood. At this time, he was crossing his legs and squinting his eyes to enjoy the moonlight. Shine upon the body.
Every time a cart full of green leather bags came over, he would lightly write on the sapphire board on the table.
"The flesh and blood of this immortal clan is so delicious. Just half of a palm is not enough to satisfy your craving..."
The rat-tailed demon's black nails gently touched the table next to him. He closed his eyes and carefully tasted the sweet taste of flesh and blood in his mouth, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
After carefully cleaning the minced meat between his fingers, a look of aftertaste appeared on his face. After a while, he suddenly straightened up, stared at one of the mines and shouted: "Hu San, look at which immortal clan can support it." I can’t stand it any longer, so hurry up and help him more, give him a few whips, and I’ll have plenty of food for dinner tonight!”
"Okay, Master Qingwei, just take a look!"
A sinister laugh came from the mine, followed by whipping sounds, followed by bursts of wailing.
"These immortal monks are really miserable. I have ascended to the area shrouded by the demon star before. If I hadn't been stronger than ordinary Yuanxian monks and could fly, I would have ended badly..."
Thinking of this, Su Po's eyes flashed with cold light, and he swooped down from high altitude, tearing open the isolation formation, and let out a sharp roar——
"Dirty monsters, all come to my death!"
The sound rolled like thunder and spread directly throughout the entire mine. The sound could be clearly heard even in the mines thousands of miles below.
