"Big brother is right!" The green-armored young man said as if encouragingly, "Lord Fengling is a Origin Extreme True Demon, and now he only needs to be able to ascend to the realm of Xuan Demon with the perfection of the Spatial Law Imprint, and this Heavenly Immortal is against the sky, and he will die today!" ”

"Yes, we can hold on to the formation to ......"

The blue-eyed and white-haired Heavenly Demon said half of it, and swallowed the rest of the words, his eyes widening at the young man in white dragon shorts standing beside him.

"Hello, little monsters!"

Su Poman's eyes narrowed, like two rounds of upside-down horizontal moons, with a shallow smile on his face, he was hanging in the formation and raised his hand to greet the demons very friendly.

The green armored young man looked like a mortal had seen a ghost, and hurriedly looked back at the formation, and found that there was nothing missing in the formation they had arranged.

"The formation is no problem, how did he get in?"

Si Ming's reaction was very fast, a surging white light flashed in his child's hole, and after confirming that the person in front of him was not an illusion, he immediately used the escape technique to open the formation and hurriedly escaped; The rest of the people were not slow to react, they could defeat the existence of the Silver Bull Formation Spirit at once, and their strength would definitely be able to easily kill them in seconds, and they hurriedly fled out after reacting.

In the blink of an eye, the demons scattered as birds and beasts.

"That's all gone? It's boring...... Master is in a good mood today, so he won't kill evil, but all the bloodstained gold here will belong to me, hehe! ”

Su Poman looked at the more than a dozen Heavenly Demons who had escaped, and did not chase them, with his current ability, he was not afraid of attracting stronger existences to retaliate at all, and even subconsciously expected those escaped Heavenly Demons to attract more powerful existences, so that he could use 'Adaptation Evolution' to obtain stronger defense.

With the ability of 'Psychic Teleportation' and 'Infinite Resurrection', no one can keep him if he wants to leave, and no one can completely kill him or seal him.

At this time, Su Poman can completely do whatever he wants and let himself go.

His eyes swept down, and the situation in the mine suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Hey, there are so many immortal people who have become miners here!"

In the mines that extend in all directions below, the people of the immortal clan who drive the jade-colored crane's beak hoe are digging the metal in the pit with difficulty, the cultivation of these immortal people is generally not high, most of them are only at the level of the early stage of the Yuan Immortal, and a few can only reach the middle stage, and behind them stand a demon clan supervisor holding a black whip of the black whip.

Ding~

When the hoe collided with the ore, a cloud of sparks emitted, and one of the immortal men in tattered black robes turned pale, and the fairy infant became more illusory after being shocked, and his body staggered and paused.

"If this continues, I'm afraid my realm will fall to the immortal level......" The black-robed man smiled helplessly.

Syllable!

Before he could react, a pitch-black whip shadow slammed heavily on his back, the force was so heavy that his immortal body also hit him black, and he almost fainted.

"Hmph, hurry up and mine, don't want to be lazy!"

The demon cultivator with a pig's head showed a fierce look in his eyes, and rebuked loudly.

"Don't fight, don't fight, sir, you dissipate your anger, I'll dig now, dig now!"

Although the black-robed man was beaten, he still got up quickly with a smiling face, and while running the exercises to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, he squeezed the fairy infant to squeeze out the mana and inject it into the crane's beak hoe in his hand.

At this time, he had long since lost the resentment and anger he had just been arrested, and had completely accepted his fate from his heart.

Since he was caught in this dark place, he hardly stopped to rest, and was forced to mine in the mine every day, at first he didn't think about resisting or trying to escape, but after seeing several bloody suppressions in other mines, the hope in his heart slowly disappeared.

The black-robed man dug expressionlessly, a little desperate in his heart, he thought that if someone rescued him now, then he was willing to sacrifice his soul immediately, and it would be better to be a slave than a miner here.

It's too hard to live here, it's not a place for people at all!

The ore in the pit is very hard, and it is very laborious to dig with his strength, and every time he digs, it will form a kind of anti-shock force, and it is difficult for the monks below the immortal level to withstand this kind of anti-shock force, so most of the miners here are immortals who have been captured by the demon clan from the border, or some demon monks who have voluntarily come here to work for their cultivation resources.

The Immortal Clan and some low-bloodline demon clans are responsible for digging, and there are other demon clans with slightly better status who are responsible for transporting ore to places outside the mine in storage utensils, and there are also some demon clans outside who are responsible for counting and recording the work.

Undoubtedly, the hardest and most tiring part of these processes is the excavation work.

Unlike those demon monks who came voluntarily, these immortals were slaves, with no personal freedom at all, and they only had half a day a month to recover their mana.

The long-term and high-intensity labor made many of them tired, and their mana was squeezed to the extreme, and even some of them were constantly falling into the realm, and even the immortal infant dissipated and became mortal cultivators.

Here, once the realm falls below the immortal level, it is a dead end, and the immortal will be eaten alive by the demon cultivator, and the end will be extremely miserable.

The mine stretches very deep underground, stretching tens of thousands of miles from the open entrance to the bottom, and if mortals come to dig it, I am afraid that just going down to the mine will make them tired to death.

Because of the existence of the isolation formation, the movement of the outside world did not reach here, and the excavation work was still carried out in an orderly manner among the dozens of mines in the mine, with whipping and screams coming and going, and the blood-stained gold ore was packed in a kind of storage demon with green skin bags, and then these green skin bags were piled together and transported out of the passage by truckloads.

In the square outside the mine, a demon cultivator with a rat tail sat next to the green leather pocket like a mountain, he had a lake of flesh and blood in his mouth, and he didn't know what flesh he was chewing, and he was crossing Erlang's legs at this time, squinting his eyes and enjoying the moonlight shining on his body.

Every time a cart full of green leather bags came by, he would draw a light stroke on the green jade board on the table.

"The flesh and blood of this immortal clan is really delicious, how can only half a palm be enough to satisfy your cravings......"

The srat-tailed demon's dark nails gently touched the table next to him, closing his eyes and carefully tasting the sweet taste of flesh and blood in his mouth, with a look of enjoyment.

After carefully cleaning the minced meat between his fingers, his face showed a look of aftertaste, and after a while, he suddenly straightened up, stared at one of the mines and shouted: "Fox San, quickly see which immortal clan can't hold on, hurry up and help him more, feed him a few whips, I'll wait for a lot of snacks tonight!" ”

"Okay, Aoo-sama, just look at it!"

There was a wicked laugh in the cavern, followed by a whiplash, followed by a wail.

"These immortal realm cultivators are really miserable, I have flown to the area shrouded by the demon star before, if it weren't for my strength exceeding that of ordinary Yuan Immortal cultivators, and I can fly, I'm afraid the end won't be good......"

Thinking of this, Su Po's eyes were full of cold light, and his body swooped down directly in the air, tearing open the isolation formation, and let out a fierce roar from his mouth-

"Filthy demon clan, give me death!"

The sound was like thunder, directly throughout the entire mine, including the mines thousands of miles down, and this sound could be heard clearly.