Under the setting sun in the evening, Yang Bo walked out of the mine, carrying a full of medium-grade celestial ore, dumped it on the original mine pile at the entrance of the cave according to the instructions of the supervisor. Received the wages of a primary spiritual stone for one day's life and cultivation.
The pale faces of the mine slaves showed an unhealthy paleness. And those overseers and guards all had wheat-colored skin and were full of energy. Sitting in the south center of the cave entrance, the left and right guards stood sideways behind Fengju Linjiang, the fat head and big ears raised by the mine slaves, with a face full of flesh. The leader sitting on the wooden chair recklessly looked at the mine slaves who were handing over to the mines.
Suddenly, I heard a scream from the depths of the spirit mine. The voice was very familiar. It was the oldest mine slave Zhang. He once saved the life of the manager Fengju Linjiang, and was the only mine slave worthy of his respect among the slaves in the No. 3 Immortal Stone Mine in Fengyuan Town.
The bee gathered in Linjiang's heart, and the sitting body soared into the air, flying towards the place where the screams were made like a flash of lightning. The mine slaves at the entrance of the cave were all overthrown, and they fell to the ground hundreds of feet away and fainted. Rushing into the mine, a five-meter-wide path, almost in the blink of an eye, the energy released by his figure instantly plowed hundreds of feet of irregular gully.
When Fengju Linjiang appeared at the end of Xianshi Mine, thirty guards and ten supervisors behind him, standing behind him with silver guns and immortal weapons, they were surprised to find a stranger in their surprised expressions. . Very ugly weird. There is a wrinkled face like a corpse for thousands of years, facing the hole in the open brain of the old mine slave named Uncle Mo, swallowed by the thick lotion of brain matter from the old man. The head of the mine slave land poured into the mouth of the weird man.
"Ah!" The ugly man with the face of a ghost threw away the body of the old miner like a rag bag with one hand, raised his head to the sky, and let out a comfortable moan.
Things happened so quickly that Fengju Linjiang and his men had no time to stop them. Almost at the same time they saw this scene, the old mine slave who had just survived. Already dead.
boom! Feng Ju Linjiang's brain was congested, and then his eyes were red, and he suddenly shot his hand in the blink of a thought. Almost at the same time that the weird man raised his head, he slammed a palm on the man's shoulder, and the palm of his hand bloomed like a lotus flower. . Palm air enters from one side. Burst out from the other side.
boom!
The weird man only had time to show a surprised expression on his face, and then he was slapped in anger by Fengju Linjiang. Knocked into the air like a rag bag, flew dozens of somersaults in a row, hitting the ground far away, standing on tiptoe, Fengju Linjiang immediately followed up again at the speed of the No. 3 Immortal Stone Mining Area.
The weird man had no blood flowing out of his palm, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He bounced up almost immediately when he hit the ground, and quickly turned sideways, facing the bee-ju-linjiang. , A strange look appeared in the green eyes, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that the commander-level bee-ju-linjiang's fatal Juman Xianyuan palm was about to imprint on his body, the smile on this weird man's face increased, he stood with his hands and made no resistance at all, just at the last moment. , The smile on the man's face quickly converged, and then suddenly opened his arms and began to stretch, and then stretched again, until it turned into a ten-meter-long arm, dancing wildly towards the opponent.
How fast the bee gathered in Linjiang, almost when he opened his arms in terror, his right hand was already turned into a knife, carrying the volatile Xianzhang early silver Xianyuan sword, directly through his left chest .
"Ah!" It was Fengju Linjiang who fell to the ground with a heart-piercing scream from his eyes wide in horror.
I saw Fengju Linjiang's body pierced all over the monster's arm splitting into a fleshy whisker, blood spurting wildly, and rolling back and forth on the ground.
Dozens of his subordinates flocked to each other and shot together. In the early stage of dozens of immortal chapters, the immortal force attacked and smashed at the monster man.
Between the monster man's thoughts, he pulled out the fleshy roots from Fengju Linjiang's body, and counterattacked these men like a thousand-handed spider.
Bang bang bang! With dozens of continuous explosions, the monster man was forced to stop a hundred meters away. A hundred-meter-long gully was plowed on the ground.
At the same time, puff puff puff puff! The sound of dozens of hard objects piercing the flesh came out.
Ahhhhhhh! After dozens of screams! Feng Ju Linjiang's subordinates fell to the ground and screamed.
The monster deceived himself and flew, and when he approached the guards and overseers, his nose stirred, as if he smelled the smell he was interested in, and his mouth showed a weird grin. Throwing down the severely injured Fengju Linjiang and his men, the lightning flew out of the mine, and after a slight pause at the entrance of the cave, the two pedals shot up and went into the temporary residence of the mine slave's abandoned mine. Grabbing Yang Bo's shoulders, the pointed nails fell into the tender flesh of the shoulders and hooked on the shoulder blades.
The monster man took Yang Bo into the cemetery deep in the wilderness, and came to a black ancient tombstone densely covered with runes, chanting a spell that Zhao Feng could not understand. Wow! The tombstone moved horizontally to the left to reveal a two-person hole. The monster carried his cat by the waist and flew into the depths of the cave. In the center of the tomb illuminated by green phosphorescent beads, it stopped beside the primitive black rune coffin. After the two entered, the tombstone outside the cave automatically returned to cover the entrance of the cave, which was very weird.
The monster man standing next to Yang Bo spilled a light green mist from his body, squeezing it into Zhao Feng's pores like a tired bird homing, when the mist was completely submerged in his body.
"I need your flesh and blood, and your soul! Give it to me, give it to me!" A jerky voice sounded in Yang Bo's mind.
The sound of the monster's mind made Yang Bo tremble and his feet tremble. There was a bitter smile in my heart, and I became a mine slave. The whereabouts of the fiancée was unknown. This monster actually wanted all of me.
Thinking of this, the unyielding will in Yang Bo's bones appeared in his mind. His eyes were blood-red, and he calmly turned his head to look at the monster angrily and said, "Go to death!" After cursing, Yang Bo turned around and raised his hands to insert the monster's neck and strangled it. . Yes, he is going to strangle him!
This radical move made the monster man petrified and stood upright, being pinched by his neck, stunned on the spot!
Yang Bo's excitement seemed to activate the dragon pattern pillar deep in his mind, and a golden dragon-shaped light flew out of his forehead, covering the head of the evil spirit.
Ahhh!
In the three desperate screams, the monster evil spirit was covered by the big dragon pillar golden light, and even the dregs were swallowed.
After Long Zhu had done all this, it naturally turned into a golden glow, flew back to Yang Bo's forehead and knew the sea silently, as natural as going home.
Watching all the incredible things that happened in front of him, at this moment, Yang Bo's Dragon Pillar in the Sea of Knowledge actually passed to him: "Master, there is a Nine Spirits Pagoda hidden in the west corner of the Sea of Knowledge. If it breaks through the nine floors, With the enlightenment from the space in the Nine Spirit Pagoda, the cultivation of Nine Spirit Roots can use the blood of the dragon descendants to build one's own fairy pagoda, and be nourished by the rules of the fairy world. Achieve the state of the fairy god and get out of the predicament."
Yang Bowen was grateful in his heart, he would say thanks, but he didn't respond, so he had to give up.
Without hesitation, Yang Bo's Spiritual Sense entered the Sea of Consciousness space and swept the western corner area. A nine-spirit pagoda hidden behind the veins group, the size of the eye of a needle, was spinning in the dark. Released a faint nine-color divine light that is not easy to detect by divine consciousness.
Yang Bo was easily wrapped by a yellow soul glow and entered the first floor of the tower bottom. Inside, a green seed smaller than the eye of a needle revolved in this small divine consciousness space. Yang Bo divine consciousness actively communicated with this magical green. The seed, after ten breaths, the seed responded, flying out of the sea of knowledge space, lightly floating and touching the right palm of Yang Bo in the real world, with a feeling of retracting the consciousness, opened his big hand and looked at the one falling in the palm of the palm. Seeds flashing with green light, at this moment, the seeds suddenly came in and said: "Master, I am a wood spirit, don't eat me, I can help you to forge the spirit seeds in your body, but the wood spirit needs several materials to succeed. ."
"Oh? Mu Ling? Don't worry, I won't eat you. What materials do you need?" Yang Bo asked in surprise when he stood on the tomb.
"One drop of dragon blood, one dragon beard, two drops of tears from the thunder eye, one eel bone meal, one blood lotus flower, and a ball of fairy cow dung. That's all for the master, and the wood spirit can cast vitality for you in your dantian. The wood spirit root. As long as the wood spirit root blooms, even if it is successful, even if the owner died and disappeared, the wood spirit root can rejoin the body of the master through its own magic, which is equal to one more life, and also has healing and communication The function of the wood creatures. At that time, any genius and strange treasure medicinal material owners can sense and track them." Mu Ling said.
"It's so magical, huh, thank you, Mu Ling. It's just that I don't have the snow lotus flower and the fairy cow dung. I just came to this fairy dream and fairy world continent, and I can only find it slowly." Yang Bo preached depressedly.
"Master, you don't need to worry, take your time, Mu Ling will live in your alchemy palace in the future, but he needs nourishment from stalactites. I hope the master will help me." Mu Ling said weakly.
"Stalactites? How much practice do you need every day? Wood Spirit?" Yang Bo heard this, his heart shuddering, subconsciously nervously recalled.
"Not much, not much, just a handful of your hand every day. Master, are you not so stingy?" Mu Ling said aggressively.
"What? So many, a handful?" That's at least ten kilograms. According to the price of the spirit stone in the Profound Sky Continent, you can buy a city. Yang Bo was terrified to preach the Tao.
"Master, for your strength, for your relatives and lost fiancée, for you to return to your soul's hometown, Mu Ling thinks the master is worth the price, what do you say? My good master?" Weak Fudge Road.
Yang Bo felt that this wooden spirit was not simple. He turned around and flicked his master's stalactite baby, but thinking of the three separated wives and relatives and friends, he reluctantly replied weakly: "Okay."