Vindictive Continent.

On a mountain cliff, a medicine refining furnace was burning.

A white-robed young man methodically put in medicinal materials and refined medicinal properties.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The Dan furnace exploded suddenly, billowing black smoke coming out.

"Damn, alchemy has failed again!"

"It's the third time!"

A young man in a white robe wiped his little black face, and his face was ugly.

In the Nadan furnace, a trace of pitch-black medicine residue can be faintly seen.

and a pungent medicinal smell.

If nothing else.

This furnace of elixir has been refined.

If you eat it.

I'm afraid I'll be poisoned.

The power is comparable to dichlorvos.

"Alas, I've been owing three months of medicine money, and I still haven't refined the pill!"

"What should I do?"

Xiao Yan sighed.

He was a college student on Earth.

As a result, I was careless, and when I was playing the mobile game of Breaking the Sky, I finally made five kills.

Suddenly, the phone exploded.

Directly blew him up.

Then, he crossed in a daze.

Moreover, this is still a world of fighting.

What's even more bizarre is that his name is also Xiao Yan, which sounds the same as Xiao Yan.

It's just not the same way it is written.

What's even more amazing is that both of them are waste materials.

Xiao Yan was despised in all kinds of ways in the Xiao family.

And Xiao Yan was sold to a black mine in Yunlan Sect, mining day and night.

No one knows if he's dead.

On the first day of crossing, he was bought to mine.

There's no one left.

However, with his previous life's understanding of Dou Po Firmament, Xiao Yan also quickly cultivated to the ninth stage of Dou Qi.

Then, he cultivated to the rank of fighters.

Became a one-star fighter.

However, it is not a coincidence.

His cultivation is like a deflated ball, and he can't get his cultivation back.

Directly from a one-star fighter, he changed back to a fighting spirit.

This result naturally made Xiao Yan unacceptable.

Xiao Yan, who originally wanted to escape from prison.

I feel that the future is uncertain, and I can't escape in this life.

Let's be a salted fish.

"In the blink of an eye, it's been many days since I crossed over from Earth, and I don't know how to go back?"

"It's been so long, why is it still a fighting spirit?"

"I'm even more wasteful than Xiao Yan, the waste of the Xiao family!"

Xiao Yan sighed and said.

After his cultivation fell, he practiced penance for several days.

But there was no progress at all.

is still hovering in the fighting spirit.

Gloriously became the No. 1 waste that broke the sky.

Heads in waste.

is even worse than Xiao Yan of the Xiao family next door.

After all, Xiao Yan still has the spirit of a three-stage fight.

Xiao Yan didn't even have two paragraphs.

There is only one fighting spirit.

It's a bit worse.

After his cultivation was hopeless, Xiao Yan was ready to follow the path of an alchemist.

I am going to redeem myself by refining some low-grade cheap pills.

But what he didn't expect was that he had already blown up three times in a row.

You must know that these medicinal materials were all stolen by him.

Right now, Xiao Yan has lost three months' worth of medicine money.

If only those traffickers come back.

Don't give Xiao Yan to death yet!

……

……

"Alas, it would be nice if I cultivated to the Ninth Rank Dou Qi."

"Coupled with the low-level Yellow Rank exercises I stole and refining the fire, I will soon be able to cultivate into a fighter!"

"When the time comes, you can escape from this hellish place!"

Xiao Yan glanced at the red cover cheats in his arms, his fists clenched, and there was a hint of perseverance.

He has been in the Douqi Continent for a long time.

Only from the old Wang next door.

Sneakily got a copy of the Yellow Order low-level exercises.

It couldn't be more miserable.

As the saying goes.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Xiao Yan is only fighting for a while.

Mo said he had escaped from here.

Even if you can become a fighter.

I don't know it's the Year of the Monkey.

I also want to rely on a yellow-level low-level exercise to turn over.

That's impossible to drop.

Let's be honest and make a salted fish.

……

……

In the evening, the owner of the Yunlan Sect's black mine returned.

Seeing Xiao Yan, not only did he not work hard.

actually stole a lot of elixirs, and also refined a furnace of dichlorvos to come out, and beat Xiao Yan on the spot.

"Little brute, Lao Tzu asked you to take good care of the medicine field, remove insects and pull weeds or something, you little brute, you dare to steal medicine?"

"Son of a bitch, he actually broke Lao Tzu's alchemy furnace, see if Lao Tzu doesn't die!"

"Even if the refining is successful, who will eat the-like thing?"

"What you don't eat for dogs, do you eat it or Lao Tzu?"

The boss of the black mine is a fighter with a strength of about three stars.

On the spot, he took out a whip and beat Xiao Yan fiercely.

Draw it to the point where it is covered in blood.

"Humph!"

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, even though he was drawn all over his body.

It's not silent.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had been beaten.

It's just gone.

This black mine boss won't really kill him.

After all, he still needs to dig black mines!

"Little brute, whip you three hundred lashes today and teach you a lesson!"

"If you dare to commit it next time, Lao Tzu will break your two legs!"

The boss of the black mine seems to be tired.

Throw down the blood-stained leather whip, scold, and shout.

It seems that killing Xiao Yan is like killing a wild dog.

Not at all taken to heart.

As for Xiao Yan, he looked firmly at the direction in which the black mine boss left.

His fists were clenched, his eyes were very calm, and he didn't seem to see a trace of fluctuation.

……

……

At night.

When all the black mines, black workshops are closed.

Xiao Yan was handcuffed and handcuffed, came to a bright place in the moonlight, and began to meditate and practice.

Whenever the moonlight rises in the dead of night, it is the time for Xiao Yan to cultivate.

Although the time is very short, it is Xiao Yan's only means to turn over.

Xiao Yan didn't believe it, with his talent, he would still be stuck in a mere piece of fighting spirit.

Even Xiao Yan can counterattack.

Xiao Yan didn't believe that he would have no way out.

"Buzz!"

Soon, on the surface of Xiao Yan's body, there was some milky white fighting energy.

Slowly warmed Xiao Yan's muscles and bones, as well as muscles.

However, this milky white vindictive.

Come fast.

Go fast, too.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yan finally cultivated the fighting spirit.

It hasn't entered the body yet.

And it was gone.

"Strange, why does my vindictive spirit always disappear?"

Xiao Yan stopped cultivating, frowned, and looked at himself.

There is a bit of incomprehension.

It stands to reason that with his talent and perseverance.

You shouldn't be trapped by the spirit of fighting.

Right now, he has been cultivating for half a month.

But he is still hovering in a fighting spirit.

There is no change from when I first crossed over.

"Damn, is Lao Tzu really a salted fish?"

Rao is Xiao Yan's calmness, and he couldn't help it, and scolded on the spot.