Chapter 455

The sky presents a strange dark red. It seems that this is not the sky, but the dark red clouds are very low, giving people a very depressed feeling.

Dozens of monks in red armor waved long whips with sharp spikes to drive away a group of mining slaves with ragged clothes and dark red minerals in baskets on their backs.

A small piece of ore in the basket weighs thousands of kilograms, which is enough to suppress these mineral slaves who are only in the gas refining period.

"Hurry up, dawdle, you can't die?" a big man with short hair, erect hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes looked very fierce. The whip in his hand waved.

With a bang, it hit a miner who fell to the ground. The miner screamed and was rolled by the whip. The sharp thorn on the whip pierced into the miner's body. In the twinkling of an eye, the whip was full of blood and flesh, emitting a kind of strange blood luster, while a bent middle-aged man in the whip roll had become a pile of skin and bones.

In the twinkling of an eye, a fresh life is gone.

"If you dare to be lazy again, this person will come to an end!" the short haired man raised his whip and looked at the frightened miner slaves with a proud look on his face.

With the dark red ore on his back, under the supervision of the supervisor, the miner walked up the rugged mountain road to the edge of a white pool with magma rolling, threw the dark red ore into the white pool, and a burst of bubbles rose inside. At the urging of the supervisor, a moment later, the miner picked up the ore again, but it was corroded by the white slurry. The hands with higher cultivation were full of holes, and the hands with lower cultivation were completely corroded at the beginning of gas refining. At this time, the miner directly kicked the young friar whose hands were corroded into the white pool.

There was a shrill scream inside, and the young friar disappeared after a struggle. Even human bones have turned into rolling bubbles. As for the sinking ore, naturally let the mining slaves behind pick it up.

Among the miners, an equally shabby young man with silver hair looked numb. According to the supervisor's requirements, he soaked and picked up the dark red ore in the white pool, which was much more agile than others.

"Eh, you're new here. You don't even have any injuries on your hands. It looks like a very powerful physical training." at this time, the supervisor on the mountain, a young monk with a horse face, was a little surprised to see that the silver haired youth didn't penetrate the injured hands like others.

"New comer, three-level physical cultivation." the silver haired young man is Lu Xiaotian.

As early as ten days ago, Lu Xiaotian woke up. At that time, he was lying in a dilapidated cave. Even he didn't know how long he had been asleep. When he woke up, Emperor Kun lay beside him. This time he was hurt so badly that Zhou Tong's sword Qi still remained in his body and was not completely expelled. But fortunately, he took Qingshuang longkui pill in advance. The body automatically absorbed the power of Qingshuang longkui pill under serious injury, and the body automatically recovered when he was unconscious. When he woke up, he had recovered most of his strength. He couldn't stop him because there were only a few gas refining periods and a small number of supervisors in the foundation construction period. Originally, he wanted to catch a few supervisors to interrogate the situation here. He also tried to find a way to leave here. However, he walked around several times and found that there was a mysterious prohibition around him. It seemed to be formed naturally, but it was used by people. Once he tried to pass through the prohibition, it would not take long for people to find him and someone came to search. All avoided by him.

When the supervisors found him, they only regarded him as an ordinary outsider. Without saying a word, they arrested him as a mining slave. When Lu Xiaotian was wondering whether to catch one or two together, an amazing breath flew through the sky. From the respect of these supervisors, Lu Xiaotian knew that this area was headed by a Jindan friar, He had just escaped from Zhou Tong's death and suddenly met friar Jindan again. There was no transmission array for him to run again. In fact, Lu Xiaotian couldn't even find the transmission array at this time.

Once the friar Jindan is disturbed again, he has only one way to die. Fortunately, he had put dikun away before, otherwise it would be inappropriate to be found by the blood gourd ancestor, and I'm afraid he couldn't do the same. With the mysterious prohibition here and the golden pill friar, he gave up the idea of looking for a way out.

Fortunately, he suppressed the mana breath in his body with breath constriction, so it was natural that he was caught like others and became one of the mineral slaves. Mining slaves here are no different from livestock. If they resist the danger of work, they will be executed by the supervisor. Lu Xiaotian was not warm in the team.

"Well, you have good strength and do more work. If the foreman looks good, you can also become a superior supervisor in the future." the horse faced youth is very satisfied with Lu xiaotianshun's attitude that he has never had anything to say, patted Lu Xiaotian on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you for your cultivation," Lu Xiaotian said with a rare smile on his face.

"Well, you go and continue to work hard." the horse faced youth nodded.

Lu Xiaotian walked down the hillside and happened to see an old man with almost all his hair and beard and an old face. His body trembled under the dark red ore. Lu Xiaotian feels familiar.

However, the old man with the same face as the old bark saw Lu Xiaotian's look of extreme resentment. Because I was a little distracted when I met Lu Xiaotian, I was unstable and fell to the ground.

"Old man, you want to cheat again!" the horse faced young man strode forward with a gloomy face. The mine doesn't need waste. Once it loses its utilization value, it can only be executed!

"No, no, supervisor, I know him. He is a friar who came through the transmission array. He has two magic weapons! One is a demon rope and the other is a black magic weapon." the dry old man shouted out in a gaffe. If resentful eyes can kill people, Lu Xiaotian may have died several times at this time.

It's Weng Zhihan! Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed an unexpected look, but it was normal to recall. Before he entered the blood forbidden area, Weng Zhihan lured him into the waste underground palace, wanted to use his materials to forge a demon binding rope, then killed him with the demon binding rope, and then swallowed his belongings. His intentions were not sinister. If he hadn't been more careful at that time, I'm afraid he would have died.

Unexpectedly, Weng Zhihan is still alive after a lapse of more than 20 years. However, it must be that he didn't live well after escaping from the transmission array to this ghost place in the past 20 years. He hasn't died after suffering for more than 20 years, which is in line with the old saying that a good man doesn't live long.

"What, you have a magic weapon?" not only the horse faced youth, but also several other supervisors showed a greedy and fearful look. For a gas refining friar, magic tools are like a big killing tool, not to mention that there are two silver haired young people in front of him.

"No mistake, the little old man was chased and killed by him more than 20 years ago, so he didn't happen to escape here." Weng Zhihan looked at Lu Xiaotian with both resentment and some pleasure of revenge. How can it be powerful? It's not the same. It didn't succeed in building the foundation, and it entered this dead land.