The tunnel of the Spirit Stone Mine suddenly collapsed, causing all the monks who were mining in it to be buried deep underground.

Because of the suddenness of the incident, although there are people like Zhou Yang who made a correct response in time to save their lives, there is no lack of unlucky luck who happened to be crushed to death by hundreds of millions of sediment and buried alive in the ground.

Even the survivors did not dare to stay underground any longer, and fled to the surface to learn more about the collapse of the mine.

It's just that these people just escaped from the ground, and before they could take a look at the outside world, they were immediately killed on the spot by a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

Jin Peng's body hung high in the sky, his eyes fixed on the ground, as long as a human monk appeared, he would be killed by its thunderbolt.

After killing seven or eight monks who had escaped from the ground in a row, no one came forward again.

"Is there only such a small number of people? This doesn't match the number of entrances to those mines!"

It looked at the charred corpses on the ground that had been scorched by the thunder, and a thoughtful look flashed in its eyes.

With its wisdom, by comparing the entrance of the mine cave that had been exposed to its eyes before, it naturally knew that the number of people in the spirit stone mine was definitely more than the few people who died under his hands just now.

However, there is a special force field in the spirit stone mine, even with its cultivation, it can't sense where those people are hiding underground, and it can't do it if you want to carry out a fixed-point strike.

Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, it finally muttered with regret in its eyes: "Forget it, even if there are still a few ground mice hiding underneath, don't think about continuing to dig spirit stones in a short time, this seat can't afford to delay your precious time for their few ground rats!"

After saying that, it waved its claws at the corpses on the ground, put away all the storage bags on the corpses and swallowed them into its abdomen, and then flapped its wings and returned directly to the Broken Cloud Mountains.

In this way, it was not until three or four days later that the monks who survived by luck quietly escaped from the ground.

These people fled to the ground, and when they saw the corpses of the monks who had been scorched by the thunder, their faces showed a look of palpitation, and then they quickly left the place without waiting for a moment.

Zhou Yang waited for seven days before escaping to the ground.

After encountering the collapse before, he actually wanted to escape to the ground immediately to understand the situation.

But then when he thought about it, he felt that it was inappropriate.

What if he had escaped to the ground and understood the situation?

Regardless of whether it was a human monk or a demon beast attacking the mine, it must have malicious intentions towards them who were mining, and he went up to understand the situation clearly, a battle was inevitable.

In that case, it is better to stay underground for a few days to cool down the matter.

At this time, he escaped from the ground, and when he saw the charred corpses, he didn't know that he had escaped a murderous disaster!

"The path of cultivation is really dangerous step by step!"

He let out a long sigh of joy on his face, and when he threw even a flying sword, he was ready to leave this place of right and wrong immediately.

However, at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed, and he looked at a place behind him and shouted, "Who is there to spy on Zhou?"

Before the shouts fell, the flying sword he threw in the air was already a flash of sword light, and it instantly shot towards the place where his eyes looked.

Suddenly, a crimson flying sword broke through the ground and flew out, blocking Zhou Yang's flying sword.

Then the yellow light flashed, and two more figures appeared in Zhou Yang's sight.

"It's you!"

Zhou Yang looked at one of the two, the pupils in his eyes shrank, and he couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

It turned out that one of the two people who spied on him was the yellow-faced middle-aged man who discovered the spirit stone mine that day.

And after he was surprised, his face sank, and before the yellow-faced middle-aged man could speak, he looked at the two of them coldly and asked, "What do you mean by this, two Taoist friends, why are you secretly spying on Zhou?"

Hearing his question, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and then the yellow-faced middle-aged man turned grim and shouted: "Boy, since you found out, we won't talk nonsense with you, hand over the high-grade spirit stones you dug from the spirit stone mine, and we will let you live, otherwise don't blame the two of us for being polite!"

"Oh, do you know that Zhou has a high-grade spirit stone in his hand?"

Zhou Yang's face froze, and he looked at the yellow-faced middle-aged man with surprise on his face, and an incredible look flashed in his eyes.

The yellow-faced middle-aged man's hideous look was obviously not deceiving him, but he really didn't know how to confirm that he was carrying a high-grade spirit stone, which made him very curious.

You must know that his high-grade spirit stone is in a storage bag, and it is also contained in a jade box.

Coupled with the fact that this kind of treasure has its own spiritual power and does not show the slightest breath, it stands to reason that even some Jindan stage monks who have practiced special pupil magic may not be able to see through it in person.

"Hmph, now it's Guo asking you, do you hand over the high-grade spirit stone?"

The yellow-faced middle-aged man was obviously reluctant to tell Zhou Yang how he knew that he had a high-grade spirit stone on him, and directly gave him an ultimatum with a cold snort.

When Zhou Yang heard this, he immediately sneered and said, "Since you know that it is a high-grade spirit stone, don't you think your question is ridiculous?"

"You ......"

The yellow-faced middle-aged man's complexion changed, as if he didn't expect Zhou Yang's answer to be so arrogant, and he was so angry that he couldn't finish his words for a while.

At this time, another monk beside him who had never spoken a word, that is, an old man with a goatee who had previously released a red flying sword to block Zhou Yang's flying sword, suddenly looked at him with a dissatisfied face and said:

"Look, the old man told you before that since you decided to do this kind of thing, you shouldn't hesitate to be lucky!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and end up this kid, let's continue to squat on the next person!"

Before the voice fell, the old man with a goatee pinched his hands, and directly threw a third-order middle-grade spell "Fire Dragon Technique" towards Zhou Yang.

Being able to release a third-order mid-grade spell in just a few breaths shows the strength of this goatee old man.

In fact, the cultivation of the old man with a goatee is indeed as high as the ninth layer of foundation building, and he is not a person like Zhou Minghan who has just arrived at the ninth layer of foundation building, but a powerful character who has stayed in this realm for more than twenty years.

It was precisely with the support of this old man with a goatee that the yellow-faced middle-aged man dared to shout and threaten Zhou Yang, a monk with a seventh-layer foundation, with the cultivation of the sixth layer of the foundation.

Now seeing the old man with a goatee doing it, the yellow-faced middle-aged man also turned ruthless, and then he picked up a big yellow axe and slashed at Zhou Yang.

It's a pity that these two obviously don't know how powerful the people they are facing.

Zhou Yang saw that the two of them made the first move, and suddenly there was no scruple in his heart, only to see him shake his hand, and then sacrificed the old patriarch Zhou Minghan to protect himself with the defensive magic weapon shield refined by the materials on the "Gold Devouring Beast", and then slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist and released the Eagle Lion Beast.

"Third-Order Top-grade Demon Beast!"

As soon as the eagle lion beast appeared, the powerful momentum of the third-order high-grade demon beast fiercely shocked the two people who were doing it opposite, and the yellow-faced middle-aged man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise with a great change in complexion.

The old man with the goatee was even more shocked in his eyes, and shouted again and again: "Stick your hands, withdraw first!"

After speaking, he pinched his hands, and the yellow light on his body flashed, and he was about to use the "Earth Escape Technique" to escape.

A person who can use the seventh-layer cultivation of the foundation to subdue the third-order high-grade demon beast as a spiritual pet must not be judged by the superficial cultivation.

The old man with the goatee knew this deeply, so when he saw that things had changed, he decisively gave up the idea of killing people and grabbing treasures, and wanted to go first.

It's just that although he acted decisively, he still underestimated the enemy's means.

Since Zhou Yang has done it, how can he let people escape?

I saw that his eyes widened, and the invisible needle of divine consciousness instantly pierced into the sea of consciousness of the old man with a goatee, and then the "earth escape technique" that he was about to launch on his body instantly dissipated due to the loss of the master's consciousness control.

At the same time, when the old man with the goatee screamed "ah" and hugged his head and screamed, the Gripenmon had already obeyed the master's order and directly spit out a wind blade to cut off the neck of the old man with the goatee.

In the blink of an eye, a ninth-level foundation building monk who was only one step away from the Purple Mansion fell silently under the hands of Zhou Yang's master and servant.

This scene immediately stunned the yellow-faced middle-aged man.

"You, you, you...... Are you really a foundation monk?"

He pointed at Zhou Yang with a shocked expression, and his trembling voice asked the question in his heart.

Before meeting Zhou Yang, he and the old man with the goatee had already teamed up to kill several foundation building monks who were also mining in the spirit stone mine, and he couldn't be more clear about the old man's strong strength.

However, he never thought that the powerful old man with a goatee would be killed by Zhou Yang so easily, and he didn't even have time to escape!

This shocked him at the same time, but he couldn't help but wonder if he was dazzled, the handsome young man in front of him was not a foundation building period monk, but a purple mansion period monk disguised.

"If Zhou is a Purple Mansion monk, how can Cao Laozu not see it? Don't talk nonsense, tell me how you know that Zhou has a high-grade spirit stone on his body, Zhou only abolish your cultivation and spare your life, otherwise he will blame Zhou for being ruthless under the sword!"

Zhou Yang looked at the yellow-faced middle-aged man with a cold look in his eyes and said, he didn't have any pride because he killed a ninth-layer foundation cultivator in seconds.

No one knows his strength better than himself, and during the foundation building period, one-on-one, he is now almost invincible!

Now, as long as he didn't face the siege of four or five late-stage foundation building monks at the same time, he could almost walk sideways in this realm.

When the yellow-faced middle-aged man heard Zhou Yang's words, his face changed, and then he looked at him with a look of resentment and said angrily: "It's good to only abolish cultivation! Then you might as well kill me!"

After speaking, his face turned fierce, and he suddenly reached out and slapped the storage bag on his waist with a palm.

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