More than half a month has passed, and the entire mine is still operating in an orderly manner.
But the guards in front of the ninth mine were nowhere to be seen.
Here, it seems to have been forgotten again.
But on this day, Master Wuluo came again, because today was the time for him to collect the immeasurable Geng Gold that had been tempered throughout the quarter.
Naturally, Old Demon Wuyun would not do this kind of trivial matter himself, but he could not trust others, so Master Wuluo could only do it himself.
Even the heavily armored half-saint in charge of the mine does not have this qualification, and cannot even leave the mine.
In front of the stone palace, Master Wuluo counted the harvest in the storage bag and was quite satisfied.
Naturally, the heavily armored half-saint tried his best to please him, hoping to fool him, but he didn't expect that Master Wuluo had a very good memory.
"What? Dead!"
Master Wuluo's eyes widened, and his expression darkened.
"Young master, please calm down. It's true that Long Aotian only had his name and was too weak. He was imprisoned for just one day and there was no movement..."
The heavily armored half-saint tried his best to explain.
More than half a month has passed, and even if he stayed in it, he would go crazy even if he didn't die.
Those two grandmasters must have died long ago.
"What a waste!"
Master Wuluo snorted coldly, apparently scolding even the heavy-armored man.
The heavily armored half-saint could only apologize again and again and squeeze in some benefits, hoping to calm the young master's anger.
Otherwise, this male doting young master could kill someone if he gave Old Demon Wuyun a few pillow blows.
"Just die, they're just two losers."
Master Wuluo waved his hands impatiently, and then said coldly: "But remember, you'd better pay more attention to what I tell you in the future, otherwise next time..."
At this point, Master Wuluo suddenly paused.
The heavily armored half-saint who was bowing his head to confess was also very strange. Following Master Wuluo's gaze, he turned his head and looked behind him, almost making him jump in fright.
Behind him, a young man and woman were walking steadily.
The man's figure is tall and straight, as plump as jade, while the woman's is delicate and sweet, with an outstanding temperament.
Aren't they the two grandmasters imprisoned in the ninth mine?
But a closer look revealed that not only were the two of them unscathed, but they looked as calm as if they were taking a leisurely stroll under the gaze of everyone, which was simply unbelievable.
"Did he turn into a ghost and run away?"
The heavily armored half-saint was stunned.
Master Wuluo was also very surprised. He didn't believe that these two people could stay intact in the ninth mine for more than half a month.
But a closer look revealed that the other party was indeed alive.
Moreover, without the guards to activate the restriction, how did the two of them get out?
For some reason, looking at the other party's playful eyes, Master Wuluo suddenly began to feel uneasy.
"Oh? What a coincidence."
Su Chen spoke first, breaking the calm.
"You, you...who are you?"
Young Master Wuluo opened his mouth and asked with a sudden glance.
He is not stupid either. The two people in front of him are definitely not masters in cultivation, but if they can hide it from him, they must be semi-saints.
"Dead people don't need to know that."
Su Chen smiled faintly, then pointed at the storage bag in the other person's hand and said, "Hand it over voluntarily, and you can keep the whole body."
At this moment, everyone around was stunned.
what's going on?
But Master Wuluo stared, shocked, and subconsciously grabbed the storage bag tightly.
"You have been eyeing this thing for a long time, haven't you?"
He roared angrily: "Who on earth are you!"
Others don't know what's in the storage bag, but he knows it all.
Anyone who can keep an eye on this thing is definitely not a good person.
But he could be so stupid as to lure a wolf into the house, which is simply a shame and a shame.
However, Su Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and just winked at Bai Jinnu.
boom!
Bai Jinnu's whole body of holy power exploded like a sea and a tide, causing the void to tremble.
Moreover, her eyes were extremely cold and full of murderous intent, making Master Wuluo's scalp numb as she stared at him.
At this time, there is no need to pretend, just show your cards.
"Half...half saint!"
Master Wuluo exclaimed, and quickly shouted at the people around him: "Go on, kill her, kill her!"
The heavily armored half-saint reacted first and was about to step forward to stop him.
Whoops!
A dazzling sword light burst out with terrifying murderous intent, instantly cutting open the space.
Poof!
The heavy-armored man paused in his steps, looked down in disbelief, and saw that all the heavy armor on his body had been cut neatly, and then he lost consciousness.
Cut half a saint in half with one sword!
This scene directly frightened all the guards who wanted to rush forward.
Even half-saints were killed instantly, and kings and even masters like them were like ants.
"Seventh level semi-saint?!"
After sensing the other party's terrifying cultivation level, Master Wuluo was so frightened that he lost his soul.
He and the heavy-armored half-saint were only second- and third-level half-saints.
In terms of strength, a casual cultivator like the Heavy Armored Half-Saint who relies on his own accumulation is much stronger than someone like him who relies on external forces to forcibly improve his cultivation.
However, in front of the other party, it is still as papery and can be destroyed easily.
"slow!"
"You can't kill me."
Facing the murderous Bai Jinnu, Master Wuluo didn't even have the courage to escape, so he could only move out the backstage: "I am the godson of Saint Wuyun. If you kill me, my godfather will definitely not let him go. Yours!"
"Hmph, the old devil can't even protect himself. You'd better go down and wait for him."
Bai Jinnu's footsteps kept moving, and she was about to strike with a sword, but she was suddenly enveloped by a huge holy power.
Boom!
The sky seemed to have collapsed, and the huge clouds pressed down, seeming to annihilate everything.
"Um?"
Su Chen looked up, and there was a strange look in his eyes: "You came so fast?"
"Godfather?!"
Master Wuluo looked at the endless clouds in the sky and suddenly became ecstatic.
"I knew my godfather would definitely save me."
"Haha, my godfather is here, you can't run away, you will all die, haha..."
Young Master Wuluo immediately pointed at Su Chen and Bai Jinnu and laughed incoherently.
So what if you are a seventh-level semi-saint? Below the saints are all ants, they can be killed with a flip of your hand.
"save you?"
Bai Jinnu sneered, knocked Master Wuluo over with a single blow of her sword, and stepped on him directly to the ground.
She understood that it must have been the death of the Yaksha ghost that alerted Old Demon Wuyun, otherwise the other party would not have arrived so quickly.
Su Chen was very calm.
From that holy power, he could easily tell that the other party was still in the saint realm and had not broken through to the holy king.
"You've come just in time, I've long wanted to learn the martial arts saint's clever tricks!"
Su Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and a strong fighting spirit emerged from his body.
Except for those saint-level insect beasts without intelligence, this was Su Chen's first confrontation with a martial arts saint, and he was looking forward to it.
It's just a good way to verify what your own strength is.
