The entire southwest and southwest regions of Cangfu fell into the quagmire of war, full of blood and fire, countless cultivators were involved in it, died on the meat grinding ground, piled up one mountain after another of white bones and corpses, and at the same time, one after another bright stars in this monstrous catastrophe, rose rapidly, shining brightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. []

This is a golden world of heroes competing for deer.

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In a certain hidden area on the edge of the ancient mining area, hundreds of cultivators gathered at this time, some of these cultivators were lone rangers, some were elite disciples of the other two domains of Cangfu, and some people from second- and third-rate sects.

They came here for only one purpose, that is, to take advantage of the battle between the two major coalition forces, sneak in from this small road, and fish in troubled waters.

This path leading directly to the interior of the mining area, more than 100 of them are not the first batch, and of course it cannot be the last, in this war-torn time period, everyone wants to make a war profit.

Time passed slowly, but the hundreds of people who stayed here always stood scattered everywhere, holding swords in their hands, watching coldly, and their expressions were secretly vigilant.

This path is very rugged, and all the way through, there are black boulders towering, and in the distance, there is a magic mountain that is enveloping the space.

The ancient mining area, Heng Gu existed, he spanned several vast state capitals, like a prehistoric beast, lying across this vast world, wanting to devour all the intruders, even if a supreme entered the innermost, there would be unimaginable calamities.

However, the path they chose, although it bypassed the meat grinding ground of the two major coalition forces and could be directly entered, was extremely dangerous, full of all kinds of unbelievable demons, and if they were not careful, they would be doomed, so they were waiting until there were many people before entering, so as to minimize the unknown danger.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen to come here one after another, two of them were fat and thin, the fat man had a fat head and big ears, wearing a big coat, like a Maitreya Buddha, and there was always a harmless smile on his face, but in his narrow eyes, a stream of light flashed from time to time, but it showed his extraordinary scheming.

The other is a thin teenager, with black hair and a shawl, bright and bright eyes, and a sleepy black rabbit coiled over his shoulder, one fat and one thin and one rabbit, this combination looks extremely weird.

Seeing that the people were almost coming, in the crowd, a middle-aged strong man walked up, carrying a huge axe on his shoulder, the muscles all over his body swelled, the green tendons were bulging, rolling and wriggling, and wisps of terrible blood emanated from him, and the evil aura was pervasive, and at a glance, he knew that he was a ruthless man who had drunk the blood of many strong people.

The strong man's wolf-like eyes carefully glanced around, and said indifferently: "Everyone, the contemptible man is called a brute tiger, but he is a lone ranger, presumably everyone came here for only one purpose, that is, to avoid the blockade of the two major coalition forces, secretly break into the mining area, and plunder endless concentrates and yuan stones. ”

The strong man and the tiger paused, and then said: "But the mining area is very mysterious and dangerous, devouring the sky and the earth, except for the area controlled by a few major sects, it is relatively safe, and the rest are death Jedi. ”

"Your Excellency, we all know this, all the cultivators in the entire Cangfu, who doesn't know the mystery and danger of the mining area? But no matter how dangerous the place is, there will be a glimmer of life, and this path is probably the only way to survive. ”

Hearing the strong man's words, the rest of the cultivators in the crowd spoke.

The brute tiger nodded: "Then I will no longer beat around the bush, although this route is a way of life, but there is a lot of demonic fog inside, killing and ambushing, if there is no guide, it is easy to get lost, and fall into a place of ten deaths, so I specially invited a guide this time." ”

"This guide has been in the mining area, mining for Xuantian Pavilion for five years, most of the situation inside is very familiar, I believe that with his guide, we will be able to minimize the danger, but if we want to ask him to help, we must pay a reward, 10,000 yuan per person, if you feel that you can stay, you feel unacceptable, you can go alone."

After the brute tiger finished speaking, an old farmer in his fifties walked out from his side slowly, holding a dry tobacco in his hand, coarse linen clothes, and his hands were full of calluses.

"Everyone, I am the guide this time, you can call me an old knife, say in advance, entering the mining area, it can be said that it is dangerous, if you are not careful, you will die without a place to be buried, if you want to go into the troubled waters to fish, you must be prepared to die."

"The words have been finished, and you feel that you want to go with me, leave Yuanshi, and feel that 10,000 yuan stone is more important than your life, please feel free."

After the old knife finished speaking, he picked up the dry tobacco, and smoked it with a blank face.

After hearing this, many cultivators showed hesitation, 10,000 yuan stone, for them, the disciples of the second- and third-rate sects, or the lone ranger, can be described as a huge amount of money, and they took it out like this, but their hearts hurt to death, but when they thought that they could dig countless mineral essences and yuan stones in the mining area, they had to bow their heads.

"Okay, I'll pay for the wealth and danger."

One by one, the cultivators gritted their teeth, took out storage bags from their waists, and they were still on the ground with a bang, and Yang Han and Zhu Jiujie were also mixed in it, 10,000 yuan stone was just a drizzle for the two of them, and they thought it was worth it to be able to use this 10,000 yuan stone to avoid some dangers.

The old knife picked up all the storage bags, a hundred of them, weighed them in his hand, and then stuffed them into his waist, and then with a wave of his big hand, he went straight into the depths of the path.

"Everyone follow closely, on the road, no matter what you see or encounter, don't act rashly, otherwise don't blame me if you die."

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The crowd had crossed the path covered with boulders, and after half an hour, the front suddenly opened up, and there was nothing in the endless wasteland, and the earth was as red as blood, as it had been since ancient times, as if it had been dyed red by the holy blood of antiquity, and had not been brown to this day.

The sand was everywhere, and a gust of wind blew, stirring up the billowing red wind and sand, and there were even a little blood-colored boulders standing among them, lonely like a tombstone.

"This place is so desolate that I can't even see a ghost, and I really thought there were some terrible demons lurking, but that's it."

Seeing this scene, a cultivator in the crowd sneered, it was the first time he had entered this place known as the Death Jedi, and naturally he didn't understand the danger it was deeply hidden.

"Shut your mouth and be cautious about what you say and do here, or get out of my team."

The old knife suddenly turned around, unusually furious, and then bowed respectfully to the front.

"If you want to die, you'd better go alone, don't drag us down."

The brute tiger on the side also spoke, staring at the cultivator, his breath surging.

"Isn't it just just talking about it, and I'll see what scares you."

Although the cultivator was frightened in his heart, he still had a hard mouth.

"Whatever?"

The old knife snorted heavily: "Two years ago, a team of fifty people also entered the mining area from this road, among which there were as many as seven or eight masters in the later stage of foundation building. ”

The sharp eyes of the old knife were like a real knife scraping towards everyone: "One by one, they disappeared one after another, and in the end, somewhere else, there were a few survivors, and they saw piles of blood-stained bones piled up in them, and the clothes and ornaments on them were these cultivators." ”

"So scary?"

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

"Sword Breaking Brahma"