Don't say that the other party is a monk in the foundation building period, just tear out his throat and shout, Shan Thirteen is difficult to fly even if he has wings, so he has to secretly condense all his backbone and prepare for a fight to the death.

"Hmph, why do you want to fight with me?" the red-haired monk said disdainfully, "If it weren't for your little effect, with your cultivation, I would have killed you with one finger." ”

Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better, Shan Thirteen's eyes rolled, and he understood, the other party had the idea of hitting the crystal mine, hehe, it seems that this Happy Island is not a monolith, such a huge spar is a red eye, and it is not strange to have one more red-haired monk.

At the moment, he said respectfully: "The juniors have nothing else to do, they just have a lot of strength, but please ask the seniors to command?"

The red-haired monk threw something to Shan Thirteen and said, "I just like smart people, you just have to fill this Qiankun bag every day when you are mining." ”

Shan 13 Yi looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand, it was a medium-grade Qiankun bag, and the space inside was half a cubic meter, and if it was filled with spars, there would be tens of thousands of them.

My good man, this red-haired monk's appetite is too big, isn't it true that he is not afraid of being discovered every day?

"Little baby, why are you scared?"

The red-haired monk turned his momentum far away, and all of it was pressed on Shan Thirteen's body, and Shan Thirteen's "panicked" expression changed, and he immediately shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid, the juniors just don't know how to hand it over to the seniors?"

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about this, your benefits will be indispensable at that time. ”

As soon as the words fell, the people had already left, leaving the stunned Mountain Thirteen in the tunnel.

Three days later, the crystal mine was born, and the miners were crazy one by one, even if they sealed the veins, they still fought hard, and there were many casualties.

Ten monks from the foundation building period appeared, looked at each other and smiled, put Shan Thirteen and the others in shackles and handcuffs, and guarded them strictly, and then left together.

Shan 13 saw the red-haired monk and noticed his gaze, which contained warning and expectation, more of a reminder.

As the red-haired monk's gaze scanned, Shan Thirteen found a lot of people, including ** Fei, all standing with dignified expressions.

Shan Thirteen shook his head and sighed, he was inexplicably caught in the mining here as a coolie, he never thought that it was a crystal mine, so rich, the monks who guarded it were all ready to move, could it be that the person in charge of Happy Island had no foresight to prevent trouble.

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, as if I was caught in an invisible vortex and couldn't extricate myself.

The tools in his hand kept knocking, and large pieces of spars fell, and Shan Thirteen quickly put some small pieces into the Qiankun bag, and continued to mine as if nothing had happened.

And the corner of his eye was a glance at the ** Fei of the same team, his every move was observed exactly the same, and every knock would also charge some, which was much less efficient than Zhishan Thirteen, and it was estimated that the meridians were sealed.

The ten monks of the foundation building period appeared from time to time, nominally for inspection, but in fact they were mostly monitoring each other, and the red-haired monks looked obviously helpless, and there was no chance to get out at all.

At the end of the day, the bags full of Qiankun collected were only less than one-tenth, and once they were almost discovered by the guards who guarded them.

"Stop, gather outside the cave!"

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded in the tunnel, which shook everyone dizzy, and several people with lower strength fell to the ground, breaking a lot of places on their bodies.

It's just a shout, it's so strong, it is estimated that it is the strength of a powerful monk.

The square was silent, the miners were driven to one place, the guards guarding the mine were in one place, and the surrounding area was a uniform soft-armored monk, with a murderous aura in their eyes, and there was a great gesture of drawing their swords against each other.

"What a big dog's guts, the second team of island protection, did you take me, Xie Changhua, the commander of the island protection, in your eyes?" One person was in the air, and his whole body exuded a cyan light, like a blooming green lotus in the night sky.

In the face of the strong Xie Changhua, the ten monks in the foundation building period were silent, besieging each other in a circle, the brilliance of the Dao magic weapon rose, and the condensed momentum greeted Xie Changhua head-on.

The invisible battle began, the aftermath of the strong wind, blowing everyone to the ground, Shan Thirteen retreated only by chance to see ** Fei's figure is constantly retreating, very close to the mine.

Haha, this person really has a problem, and then Shan Thirteen also moved towards the entrance of the cave, this move, there are no less than ten people with the same thoughts, each doing their own thing.

Bang Bang –

Xie Changhua and the ten foundation building monks started a battle, and the chain mail guards and soft armor guards also fought fiercely, and many absenteeism was deeply affected by it, and they all made a mess and fled in all directions.

Before Shan Thirteen could enter the cave, he was targeted by a soft-armored monk who was chasing after him, and with a wave of his hand, he hit his back with a wave of true qi.

Poof—

Shan 13 forced out a mouthful of blood by himself, fell to the ground, and his body twitched a few times before he stopped moving.

The soft-armored monk glanced a little and chased into the mine.

Bang –

Boom –

The whole mine was in full swing, no, some people fell, three of the ten foundation building period monks who joined forces to fight against each other had already fallen, and the remaining seven people were in danger, especially the red-haired monks, whose blood-stained robes were all falling down at the moment.

It was clear that the red-haired monks' side was at a disadvantage, and many of the soft-armored monks had already rushed into the mine, and Mountain Thirteen seized the opportunity to kill one and change his clothes.

The tunnel where the crystal mine is located is in full swing, and Fei Fei is fighting five soft-armored monks alone, and he is still at ease, and he doesn't take the opponent in front of him in his eyes at all.

These five people are all six-fold cultivators in the Qi training period, and they are even more skillfully coordinated between their every move, but they are still not the opponents of ** Fei, how many means are hidden in this ** Fei.

Shan 13 grabbed the big knife he picked up, slashed at a monk wearing chain armor, and used all his strength to activate the spirit snake coiling hand, and at a fast speed, he had already put the spar on the ground into the Qiankun bag, but the stagnant phantom was able to slash at the opponent, and the fight was good.

No one noticed the small movements of Mountain Thirteen, and after a while, nine of Mountain Thirteen's ten moves were to chop the crystal ore, and the unknown chain armor monk became the best cover.

Phew-

A fierce sword aura came from behind him, Shan Thirteen lowered his head and flashed, and the sword light hit the chainmail monk opposite, and a Six Yang Leader flew out like this.

Poof—

The blood splatters from the Broken Monk's neck slowed down for a few breaths before they burst out, forming a scarlet mist of blood.

Shan 13 turned around and looked, the person who shot was ** Fei, looking at himself with a smile, and a strange sword light shot out from under his feet.

A touch of blue light, first a little starry, turned into a light fan in the process, and when it arrived in front of Mountain Thirteen, it was like a big net, sealing all the retreats of Mountain Thirteen, and catching turtles in the urn.

Whoosh –

At the foot of the thirteenth mountain, a soft-armored monk's body and himself fell off the bag, and was wrapped by the light net, and there was a sizzling sound, and the air was full of the smell of barbecue.

It's such a domineering true qi, and it has the weird ability to burn!

When I looked at the thirteen lights of the mountain, there were only two of them left in the tunnel, and the Qiankun bag was almost full, there was no need to fly to death with **, and with a shake of his feet, he retreated towards the outside of the cave.

The top priority is to escape from the mine and escape from Happy Island, otherwise this bag of spars will be in vain!