The dark bronze face of the leader in black turned cold, and he became more and more indifferent, stretched out his palm, and hung above the deep ditch, and the bloody wreckage shattered into crumbs between his fingers scattered down the abyss, until he disappeared into the dark giant mouth that could no longer be seen.

"This ......"

The young black-clothed people watched the blood Ling being destroyed and thrown into a bottomless deep ditch, with no room for recovery, and their hearts were in pain like a knife, and their pupils were bloodshot, and their flesh was in pain.

All this was just the blink of an eye, there was no time to react and stop, and the piece of blood that they regarded as a treasure in their eyes was rudely ruined in this way, and the man's indifferent face did not move a little, and he didn't even blink an eyelid.

They dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, they just secretly regretted deeply, after leaving Xueling, they knew how dependent they were, the progress of cultivation was so slow that they couldn't detect a single change, and the black qi in their bodies seemed to be frozen, and a layer of dead ice was formed.

They are in turmoil, no matter how manic and depressed they are, they can only be helpless, and in many cases, some people can't even endure it halfway through cultivation, and take the initiative to give up the maddening boredom and loneliness.

After tasting the sweetness of Xueling's cultivation of his own body, who could be satisfied with such an unbearable snail-like slow progress? Not to mention, they were all people who only fought for today.

Someone was thinking about the intentions of the man in black who led the way, and his eyes lit up and he understood the meaning of his actions.

This is telling them that if they are satisfied with their work in the future, they are expected to get blood again!

With the blood in their hands, they firmly believe that it will be completely different!

Becoming stronger is the instinct and inertia to live.

None of the people who can live to this day are stupid people, and after a few breaths, the light in the eyes of all the young black-clothed people has become extremely hot and hopeful, and among those who are obsessed with this, there is even a faint look of madness on their bodies.

The leading man in black coldly took the fanaticism of everyone into his eyes, understood what he meant, and knew what they should know, and without superfluous movements, he turned away, turned into a jumping black shadow, and went out of the pit in a rise and fall.

The fanatical look on the face of the young man in black had not yet faded, his heart was excited, his mood fluctuated obviously, and he was a little difficult to suppress. It's hard to control the kind of anguish that you don't understand that you don't know from your own experience, and that you finally have to get rid of the endless torture of penance, and that you have accumulated over the years.

I didn't even notice the departure of the leading man in black, but after the leader in black flew away, the remaining man in black, who had always stood still and pretended to sleep, finally moved.

"Why are you still stupid! Hmph, why don't you let me go out and dig into the hole to find ore!"

One of them looked at the hundred platforms exposed on the platform, showed a hideous sneer, and drank in a deep voice, and his tone was calm.

"Do you want to give you a ride, huh?!" he rolled his eyes a little more, and his expression was extremely violent between his words, and he asked coldly.

The young man in black was shocked, frightened in his unprovoked murderous intent, like a fang-like aggressiveness, panicked in his heart, hesitated and cowardly, and did not dare to make a sound.

The man still didn't let them go, and he didn't let them go, and he sneered and swept over everyone until they made their scalps tense and felt the cold blow through their necklines.

Sen Sen's sneer had not yet fallen, but everyone only felt a faint attack, and their hands and feet did not obey the call, and he waved his hands and feet off the ground, suspended in mid-air, and was sent out of the pit by shouting in his mouth.

Ji Ge snorted, fell heavily from the sky, and the qi and blood that smashed head-on to the stiff ground in his chest rolled, and he couldn't help but turn black in front of his eyes, but although the man's words were clear, he was light and heavy, and his hand was obviously strong.

He frowned and stroked his stuffy chest and got up, coughed a few times, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, shook on the high-turned crust, and stood firm.

Looking back at the huge pit, there were still people who were slapped from the pit with their hands and feet, and their bodies were swept by a black light, and they fell out of the pit in embarrassment, and their mouths, lips and teeth were eaten into the soil.

Ji Ge stared at the few small black dots that were still faintly visible, it was the man in black who sent them out, but the man in black who was the leader didn't know where he went.

He didn't know when his secretly tense body relaxed at this time, it was the reaction of his body to the moment he was looked at by the leader in black, although there was no threat or malice, but the clenched palm was already wet.

Ji Ge turned around silently, and wordlessly landed his eyes on the basket that was quietly placed next to his feet, which flew out with him, and everyone had it, as if they would never leave it.

Ji Ge looked back again and took a deep look, and regardless of the people who got up next to him, he bent down and picked up the basket on the side with his wet hand, and carried it behind him.

The basket was not as light as it seemed, and even a little heavy, pressing on the back, and the unwashed barbs on the thorns rubbed against the back, and the skin under the black clothes was rubbed with a hot sensation as soon as it moved.

But not to the point of bleeding, as soon as Ji Ge got used to it, he kicked his feet, and his body jumped down like a wind as high as the city wall.

In the rise and fall of the figure, the giant pit was far behind his head, without a trace of nostalgia, and gradually disappeared as he walked away.

Ji Ge was in the rise and fall of his body, because of the weight, not as relaxed as when he came, although he did not sink to the point of unbearable, but after walking out of a distance, he only felt as if he was carrying a living thing and slowly sinking.

I didn't look at it, but I also felt that the skin on my back should have been scraped by the thorns of the basket like iron, and the skin was red and swollen, and if I lifted my clothes to look at it, I would find that there was already blood oozing there.

The black hair on his forehead was drenched with sweat and stuck to his forehead, and as he approached the boundary of the round hole in the basin, the heat became more and more real, and the air was filled with a heavy white vapor of damp heat.

After all, he was injured, and it was too early for him to heal, and his pace gradually slowed down, and he gasped for breath in the back of his mouth.

Brushing against the area shrouded by the mist formed by the steam emitted from the round hole, many figures appeared behind Ji Ge with his head bowed and caught up, and some of them soon overtook Ji Ge and headed towards the rock wall in the distance, and it seemed that the people in the giant pit had come out.

Ji Ge was not in a hurry, he walked without hurry, his head was slightly lowered, and he seemed to be counting his steps very leisurely, if he looked at it for a while, he would find that he had always maintained a constant speed from nowhere.

There are more and more people, and the terrain on the huge basin is undulating, but there are still young and bloody figures walking among them, as if injected with long-lost popularity.

There are constantly people who throw Ji Ge, who doesn't seem to be slow or fast, behind him, and his face is blurred, but in front and behind, they are all the same in black, carrying a gray-brown thorn basket.

I don't know if it's because they have returned to their hearts, and they haven't been away for a long time and they have begun to miss the cave that has settled down, or because no one looked at them this time, they didn't feel depressed and panicked, and the time they came back was much shorter than when they went.

Ji Ge could already see the vague outline of the cave where he was sheltering on that side, it was difficult to distinguish from so many dense caves, and it took Ji Ge a lot of work to remember the general direction before leaving.

But it should be thinking in my heart and worrying about it, Ji Ge saw at a glance that it was already her own, but it was not so difficult.

The rock wall was so large that even one side of it was enough to submerge them, and the crowd gradually dispersed to the foot of the mountain on different sides.

Ji Ge's pace slowed down, his brows suddenly furrowed secretly, but his face and breathing were much calmer than when he was panting on the road before, he just slowed down for a while and paced two steps, and then suddenly picked up, the wind was blowing under his feet, and his body flashed fast like a ghost.

"Hey, you! stop...... Wait, I have something to say to you!"

The tall body of the iron slave appeared behind Ji Ge, and he couldn't react a little, trying his best to keep up with Ji Ge's pace, his mouth was dumb, and he shouted loudly in a hurry. Ji Ge had not noticed any signs in front of him, and the acceleration was too sudden at this time, and he couldn't catch up with Ji Ge for a while.

When Ji Ge heard this, he really stopped his body and waited in place for the iron slave who came up.

The iron slave rushed to Ji Ge, his breathing was a little disordered, his cheeks were red because of the sudden start, and after thinking about it, he seemed to feel uncomfortable and panicked, turned over and took the basket down.

Ji Ge had long noticed that someone behind him seemed to be secretly following him, but there were many people who didn't think much about it, and at this time he felt that something was wrong, so he had this half of a tentative move.

His black eyes glanced at the person in front of him, who was taller than him, and recognized who it was, and his gaze fell silently on the shiny prosthetic leg made of cold iron.

It's the iron slave who has also become a slave with him, and it seems that he is at odds with Zar, just what Ji Ge has seen, there have been two conflicts, and even the first time he even made a move, and he stopped after no sure chance of winning.

After a brief conversation that happened to be heard in the woods, it seemed that the gains outweighed the losses, and he owed Char a promise to make someone who Ji Ge didn't know who he was referring to.