The First Sword of the Earth

This Lan Huilin operated as fiercely as a tiger, and the two were divided into two mines...

This so-called alliance suddenly became a joke, and it would be difficult for the two of them to meet each other, let alone doing things together, it is difficult to say a word or two.

But Wang Daochang would not really take the magic tricks she gave him, and later if conditions permit, he would also help.

After all, the enemy's enemy can sometimes be counted as one's own friends. Not to mention that the two of them have been in the same cage for more than two hundred years. If conditions permit, this person, Wang Daochang, is also very loyal.

In a word, it is ‘conditions allow’.

Going around for more than two hundred years, it seems that everything is back to the starting point of being caught here.

The difference is that Wang Sheng took a few steps forward and found two ways to continue to improve his strength. ——The power of stars, the air of blood evil.

Next, he just had the opportunity to enter the mine, looking for the place where the blood is rich, and using the method of arranging the cloud in his body to get plenty of vitality for himself.

In this way, the external conditions for the improvement of the cultivation base are actually not too restrictive. The only restriction is the speed of Wang Sheng's enlightenment.

It may not take thousands of years to get out of trouble.

Sitting in a wooden cage, Wang Sheng was running the fairy tactics passed by Lan Huilin. Yaoyun examined the thousands of words of celestial tactics word by word, and quickly discovered the ‘cat and greasy’ in it.

This fairy law, there is a special law that can be investigated and broken.

Wang Daochang thought about it a little, and felt that this two-door sacred law of hiding and breaking is good, and it can also be used as a ‘token’ for mutual identification.

It can also be seen that there must be a huge force behind Lan Huilin, and this force has already set its sights on Tianfengmen.

I feel that as long as I am patient enough, I might be able to watch a battle.

Soon, an immortal soldier came and threw a wooden sign engraved with'Tianzi 30' on him, and said coldly: "Wear this brand on your body. From now on you will be Tianzi thirty. If it is a brand Lost, you are afraid that no one will know where you died."

After that, the fairy soldier turned and left.

Wang Sheng held the wooden sign in his hand and saw the simple prohibition portrayed behind the wooden sign. ——This prohibition has only one function, which is to increase one's own breath so that it can be sensed by others.

Sitting here for a long time, Wang Sheng suddenly felt that a few pairs of eyes had been converging on him.

Following these gazes and searching, Wang Daochang discovered that there were several ‘mining friends’ in Yuanxianjing who had been observing himself.

And these people are all infected with a lot of blood evil spirits, and they are obviously old drivers who have been here for a long time.

Why are they looking at themselves?

Wang Sheng didn't want to understand at first, but after he went to the mine, he suddenly realized.

He just rested for a short half day, and two monks with the coercion of the true fairyland, with dozens of fairy soldiers, arrived in front of this wooden cage.

These two true immortals, one is dressed as a scribe, with a paper fan dangling in his hand, always smiling;

One was wearing armor with a majestic face, with a machete across his waist, and his eyes as sharp as a knife.

The scribe of True Wonderland said: "Everyone, the time has come, it's time to go to the mine."

The words seemed to say, ‘The time has come, it’s time to ask questions’.

Thirty Tianzhao miners got up slowly. The Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth was just a simple distinction. It was not that these 30 were the elite of the miners. The four mining teams were actually the same.

Wang Sheng consciously walked at the back, and some of the immortal soldiers around him would look at him with a little pity. Obviously, they felt that the monks in the early days of Flying Fairyland went to the mines and died directly. It's no different.

Thirty people stood on a large plank one by one.

Dozens of immortal soldiers were waiting in battle, and more than a dozen immortal soldiers came and took off their handcuffs and fetters, allowing them to restore their own cultivation skills.

Only in this way, they can use the fairy power to wrap themselves underneath, resist the invasion of the blood evil spirit, and will not be directly into the body by the blood evil spirit.

The two true immortals were also familiar with driving, each lifted the chain on the side of the wooden board, and then slowly lifted the wooden board into the air, and fell towards the black hole on the side of the mine.

Soon, the big plank was like a ‘true fairy elevator’, stuck with the excavated wall of the cave falling continuously.

Everyone is an immortal, it is natural to see things in secret, and everyone immediately has immortal power to resist the blood evil aura visible to the naked eye, and the various immortal lights are dazzling, and this place is also shining brightly.

After the last blood mine riot, the blood evil aura everywhere in the mine became stronger.

Wang Sheng should be the one with the most relaxed mood among these miners, although his immortal power is the most ‘thin’ at this time, and his cultivation base is also the lowest.

After all, these blood evil spirits, which were regarded as highly poisonous by monks, were nothing but sweets and tonics in Wang Daochang's eyes, and they were the key to the rapid improvement of one's cultivation level.

After more than two hundred years of enlightenment, Wang Sheng's Dao realm has actually surpassed the real cultivation base at this time. Then, as long as he has plenty of blood evil energy, he can quickly improve his cultivation realm.

The late Fei Xian is not far away.

And three months is enough for him to take this step.

Stopping his thoughts, Wang Sheng turned his head and looked around.

It can be seen that there are many horizontal deep holes around the vertical passages, and there are strong blood evil spirits inside them;

These deep holes can't see the end at a glance, they should have been dug out by miners.

The entire blood mine, its structure is like an ant nest, and I don't know how many years the Tianfengmen has been digging this place, and how many casual repair miners have died.

Wang Sheng has been estimating the height of his fall. For two hundred years, he has also been near the "spire" at the bottom of the blood mine.

According to his estimation, they have fallen to two-thirds of the total height, which means that most of this blood mine has been excavated...

Because the blood mine has a cone-shaped structure as a whole, this is far more than two-thirds.

哐!

The plank stopped, and these thirty miners shook their bodies, and the two true immortals were directly above them with their chains. They were always separated from them by a certain distance, apparently to guard against being attacked by a group of these miners.

"From today, within three months, you will have to find at least three medium-grade blood essences, or 30 ordinary blood essences, or a spiritual grass, or equivalent.

If you can't find it, just leave you here to fend for yourself. "

Among the 30 miners below, more than a dozen have just arrived. At this time, a few others were a little angry, raising their heads and glaring at the two true immortals.

There were also a few people who simply sat down with their legs crossed, expressing in this way that they would rather die than surrender.

However, the old miners quickly selected various tunnels, guarding each other and guarding each other. First, seven or eight people left first and entered different caves around, and then seven or eight people separated a distance and walked separately. Into the cave

After that, three or four people stood around Wang Sheng's body, with ‘great kindness’ in their eyes.

Wang Sheng:...

A big hand suddenly fell on Wang Sheng's shoulder, Wang Sheng frowned and looked at this palm, Yao Yun's thoughts had already penetrated into his heart.

‘In the middle of Yuan Wonderland, among these miners, one of the top three in strength. ’

Wang Sheng glanced backwards, and suddenly saw that this was an old Taoist with a thin body and gray hair. He was dressed in an earthy-gray Taoist robe. His eyes changed from the previous hazy eyes and his eyes were very sharp.

"Dear fellow daoists, it is better to give the poor Dao a face," the old Dao said lightly, "this son will give up to me."

At the same time, the other three people who were paying attention to Wang Sheng nodded their heads when they heard this, obviously not wanting to conflict with the old man named Gai, and each took a step back.

"Thank you," Gai Laodao arched his hands, and then pushed Wang Sheng, his voice rather harsh, "Go."

Wang Sheng raised his head and glanced at the two true immortals, and found that they were sitting on the edge of a tunnel more than 100 meters high. They had already set up the black and white chess game, and did not care about the things below.

The weak and the strong are the common rules in this ancient battlefield or in this endless starry sky.

Wang Sheng finally understood why he had been paid attention to before.

Obviously, because of the lowest cultivation base, he became a ‘tool man’ used by Yuanxianjing miners.

The opponent wants to use him to search for blood essence or elixir by entering the area rich in blood evil spirit, so that he can avoid the erosion of blood evil spirit.

Simply put, it is to let Wang Sheng do two jobs and withstand double the attack of the blood evil spirit.

If Wang Daochang is just an ordinary fairy in the early stage of Flying Fairyland, he is caught by Tianfengmen and thrown into mining, and then exploited by the "miners" who have a high level of cultivation. It is estimated that he will be destroyed by blood evil within a few years. .

This is killing one's own life, and just like Tianfengmen, it has become one's own enemy of life and death.

Wang Sheng turned his head and glanced at the old man named Gai, and said calmly: "I know what you want me to do, so you don't have to confine me."

"Count on your knowledge."

Gai Laodao sneered and followed Wang Sheng in the back.

But Wang Daochang said that he didn't feel too much pressure, and he watched everywhere in the tunnel, watching the bones that can be seen everywhere on the side of the road.

Wang Sheng said with emotion from the bottom of his heart: ‘How many sins have been made this day. ’

‘If the two armies are facing each other and fighting for the forces behind them, they should be regarded as heroes,’ Yao Yun said indifferently, ‘this day's wind gate, this is the foundation of self-harm and luck, and it will definitely suffer backlash. ’

‘But to bring down this Heavenly Wind Gate, it’s still too far away just by my current cultivation base...they don’t say there are a few gods. ’

Yaoyun said: ‘It’s a heavenly immortal at best. If you have cultivated into a golden immortal forever, how can you stay in this corner?

You be careful.

According to our previous calculations ~www.readwn.com~, the skeleton of the strong man who formed so much blood and evil spirits should be in the bottom area. There may be something weird here. ’

Wang Sheng smiled indifferently, but there was some expectation in his heart.

After that, he thought of a veteran following behind him.

‘Yaoyun, can the blood of evil spirits stop those two true immortals from spying? ’

‘Should be able, and these two people should ignore the miners fighting. ’

"That's good," Wang Sheng began to patrol his surroundings, looking for a place with a nice view for the old man behind him to bury his bones.

But then, Wang Sheng thought again that the old way behind him might be the person who knows the blood mine best.

"cough!"

Wang Sheng coughed and was already thinking about how to talk to this old way.

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