Elder Hai was beheaded, and the guards and disciples of the Guiyuan Sect who witnessed this scene around them were all heartbroken, and their fighting intent dissipated in an instant, and they no longer entangled with the mine slave monks who fought with him, and they all turned around and fled.

Forum The nearby miner monks saw Yuan Ming's heroic performance in killing Jiedan, and at this time, it was as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

One by one, they shouted excitedly, and went to kill the fleeing guards.

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As these people chased and fled, soon, the news that Elder Hai had been killed spread throughout the entire mine, and the already almost one-sided battle situation collapsed even more rapidly at this moment.

Yuan Ming saw that the battle situation was decided that he didn't need to make any more moves, so he ordered Hua Zhi and the others to disperse to help the mine slaves, while he himself put away Elder Hai's body and storage bag and lowered it to his four-story building.

From top to bottom, he searched the hides of Elder Hai's residence, but perhaps because this place was only Elder Hai's residence in the mine, not his private cave, there were not many good things in the building, and after some searching, there was not much worth paying attention to.

Soon, Yuan Ming came to the basement through the secret door, which was the place where Elder Hai spent the longest time on weekdays, where a lot of elixirs and spiritual liquids of unknown purposes were stored, as well as books that recorded his experimental experience.

Yuan Ming took all of this, and then walked to the cold ice house where the stumps and severed arms were stored, even though he already knew what was inside, he couldn't help frowning.

He skipped the room and continued onwards to the deepest part of the hall.

Of the countless cages, only the demon remained, and there was nothing left of the cages that once held the monks.

Yuan Ming looked around, because Elder Hai often fed the flesh and blood of the losers, although the demon beasts here were imprisoned, they were not fierce, in order to prevent these demon beasts from escaping and causing trouble, he directly started to kill them one by one.

Then, he manipulated the artifact to destroy everything in the place, destroying the pillars that supported the basement, and finally returning to the surface before the basement collapsed.

Losing its support, the four-story building shook and eventually collapsed.

The dust and mud smoke from the collapse of the high-rise building in the center of the mine swayed upwards with a loud sound, and was illuminated by the firelight everywhere, like fireworks to celebrate the liberation of the miners, and like the afterglow of the sunset, representing the end of the rule of the Guiyuan Sect over this place.

In the second half of the night, the riots in the mine gradually subsided, and the monks of the Guiyuan Sect fled to death, and now the only thing left in the mine is the mine slaves who were captured by them.

The monks who had regained their freedom could have left, but most of them, having vented their anger, spontaneously stayed, just to meet the benefactor who had fought alone and given their freedom to them.

Behind them, hundreds of mortal miners.

Yuan Ming stood on the ruins of the four-story building, looking at the monks and mortals gathered around the country, looking at their faces with gratitude, amazement, or inquiring, and slowly spoke:

"When I first embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, like you, I was also a Shuanglu of a certain sect trapped Qiao, trapped in the mountains of Huihui, and was not allowed to be free."

"During the countless days and nights of my captivity, I have been thinking about breaking free from the shackles and regaining control of my life and future, but how difficult it is to rebel, and those enslavers will paralyze us by all means, corrupt us, and make us indulge in the favor that has leaked from their hands, accept the rules they have set, and willingly accept slavery towards the future they have deliberately left behind, which will never be realized."

"Fortunately, like you, I have received the help of a responsible person not only to get rid of my slave status, but also to have the cultivation and strength I have now, I am grateful to her, but I often wonder, why did she help me? Was it just because she had read the words I had written when I was mortal? ”

"And today, I stand here, looking at you, reminiscing about the past, and finally figured out the answer."

In the crowd, Xu Che looked at Yuan Ming on the ruins, and there was a light in his eyes.

And Yuan Ming also looked at him at this time, nodded slightly, and then continued:

"The immortal road is long, our generation of monks are desperately cultivating, either for longevity, or for status, or for dignity, in the final analysis, but it all comes from the yearning for a free world, since the heavens can't trap us in mortal bodies, naturally there won't be any monks who can imprison us under iron chains!"

"Some of you may have become numb to reality, but there are many more who have not been tempered by the shackles, and still dare to show their fangs and roar against those who stand in their way."

When Zhou Peng heard this, his expression was also a little moved, his lips squirmed twice, but in the end he only let out an old sigh.

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"Now, everyone, rejoice, for your own victory, for the freedom of each of us." As the words fell, the entire mine was plunged into a sea of jubilation, and the monks cheered and shouted, venting their frustration at all these years of captivity, and some mortals even began to bow and worship.

Some of them blushed with excitement, some couldn't help but cry when they recalled the past, and some looked up at Yuan Ming and admired his strength and high spirits, but without exception, for Yuan Ming, everyone was grateful and revered from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt that from the monks and mortal miners in front of him, countless wishes spurted out and surged towards his right arm.

The wishing power that emerged from the monk was different from that of mortals, and every wisp of it carried a breath that was a hundred times richer than before, but unfortunately, perhaps because they did not believe in Yuan Ming, the wishing power that could be provided was not endless, and the length of time that each person could provide the wishing power varied, but there was almost a limit.

At the same time as the wish power surged, the incense burner mark on Yuan Ming's right arm also suddenly became hot, and although the thief did not appear, he still kept helping Yuan Ming absorb the wish power.

But Yuan Ming is now unable to take the initiative to use the wish power stored in the tripod, seeing this situation, he became anxious in his heart, and immediately ordered the split soul that had just flown back into his body to run at full speed, absorbing all the wish power that flocked to stealing the heaven tripod, and he sat down cross-legged on the spot, and the main soul absorbed the purified wish power of the split soul, and quickly cultivated the "Dark Moon Formula".

Before the ruins, Xu Che and the others listened to Yuan Ming's speech just now, and they all had something to talk to Yuan Ming about at this time, but it can be seen that Yuan Ming suddenly sat down cross-legged, and they were all a little puzzled.

"You don't have to worry, the Lord just had an epiphany, and he will talk to you when he has thoroughly digested the harvest of the epiphany." At this time, Zuo Qinghui came forward to explain.

In order to maintain the vitality of Zuo Qinghui's body, Yuan Ming's split soul in his body was never used easily, and at this time, he could also deal with some things instead of the main soul.

After listening to Zuo Qinghui's explanation, Xu Che and the others nodded one after another, and the doubts in their hearts were solved, but Yu Yu suddenly glanced at Yuan Ming, who was sitting, and laughed in a low voice.

"I'm also a little curious, Zuo Daoyou fought for our freedom, and for what reason is he willing to serve him as the master?"

Xu Che asked, "By the way, Zuo Daoyou, how should we call him when we talk to your lord later?" Is it still referred to as the god of the moon? ”

"The lord's real name is Yuan Ming, you can directly call yourself a Taoist friend, he doesn't care about this." Zuo Qinghui replied.

Xu Che remembered his performance that night, laughed twice, and then stopped talking.

While they were talking, Yuan Ming's cultivation had also reached a white-hot stage.

In the sea of consciousness, the mighty soul power was surging, forming a huge whirlpool, frantically devouring the will power refined by the split soul to strengthen itself.

And with the rapid growth of soul power, soon, Yuan Ming's sea of consciousness was filled with soul power, and everything, including the main soul and the split soul, seemed to be soaked in seawater, and was not under the soul power.

But in the next moment, the soul power that filled the entire sea of consciousness suddenly subsided, and the soul of Ming Ming still kept providing wish power, but the speed of the soul power fading continued unabated, and it soon retreated to half of the position.

At this moment, a circle of light as white and flawless as a full moon rose from the ocean of soul power, like the first moon of the moon.

Within the aperture, Yuan Ming's divine soul sat cross-legged, like a carefully carved jade statue, both in face and posture, it was the same as Yuan Ming.

As the aperture completely hung above the sea of knowledge, in reality, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his divine sense suddenly dispersed, instantly enveloping the entire mine.

The monks in the mine, who were celebrating their victory, immediately felt a chill all over their bodies, and only felt as if they were being targeted by some terrible being.

"Don't panic, it's just that I made a breakthrough by luck and forgot to control it for a while."

Yuan Ming's gentle voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then he withdrew his senses, and everyone's hearts were instantly relieved, looking at each other, just for a short moment of contact, their backs were wet with sweat because of fear.

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At this moment, they finally experienced Yuan Ming's strength, and there was a trace of sensitivity in their hearts.