"Your Majesty, the Source Crystal Mine has been excavated. ”

Luo Fanchen gestured towards Kang Ziqing, in front of him, Kang Ziqing's figure flashed, appearing on the source crystal mine, dark eyes scanned the entire source crystal mine, a crack opened between his forehead, surging towards both sides, a dark eye flashed with a ghostly light, and rules circulated on it.

A trace of blood fell into the demon's eye, a beam of light shot out from the demon's eye, only to see the source crystal ore rumble, a bright crystal channel appeared, both sides were full of source crystal rough stones, the body was suspended in the air, and flew into the channel, and thousands of soldiers above continued to work, preparing to mine all the source crystal ore before the night came.

The speed of his fall was very fast, and a blood-colored deep pool appeared in the sea of consciousness, with a bloody aura floating on it, and several red spars around him that shone with a blood-like color. The red spar trembled slightly, and then, it was levitated, flew upward, and landed in the hands of Kang Ziqing, who fell, and wisps of blood gushed out of it and drilled into his body.

"Very pure energy. The right hand contracted violently, shattering the red spar in the palm, a faint red mist came out of it, surging towards his body, there was a knocking sound from above, ringing in his ears, he looked upward, and a clear and cold voice sounded, "Let Luo Fanchen come down to see me." "It echoed for a long time.

After a while, Luo Fanchen stood beside him, and there was no strange look when he saw the blood-colored pool of water around him. "Do you know the pool in front of you?"

"Your Majesty, the previous sergeants occasionally encountered this kind of blood-colored pool water when they were digging the source crystal veins, but it didn't have much effect except for refining weapons. ”

Kang Ziqing spread out his palm, and a red spar fell, "Do you recognize it?" A faint red mist swirled around his palm.

"Your Majesty, we call it the Blood Crystal, it can improve the monk's physique, but if you use it too much, it will damage the monk's consciousness. ”

Kang Ziqing nodded, he also knew that this kind of spar contained a blood demon, and it would not be good if it was used slightly, if it was used too much, it would damage the monk's sea of knowledge, but this kind of blood crystal was a kind of energy that was different from the source crystal.

"Have you tried some ways to dispel the evil spirit?"

"I've tried before, but it didn't work. He still replied honestly, this kind of spar fell in his hand like a chicken rib, if it could dispel the evil qi inside, its value would increase dozens of times, they were also eager for it, but the truth did not allow for a sigh.

"Maybe you're thinking of the wrong way to use it. Kang Ziqing whispered softly, this kind of energy may only be possessed in this area, it is extremely scarce, if it is used to exercise the body has an unexpected effect, such an opportunity can only be possessed by those real warriors, as for others to use it, it is a waste.

The slash shot out from his waist and fell into the blood pool below, splashing a blood flower, and a tiny whirl appeared in the middle of the blood pool, and then, the whirlpool quickly became larger, rolling towards the surroundings, the blood pool fell rapidly, and blood crystals fell around the blood pool shining faintly red, a little weird, and an illusion appeared in front of the two of them.

However, both of them are strong-willed, and they let a faint illusory shadow flash in front of their eyes, not moving. After an hour like this, the pool of blood dried up, and circles of blood crystals fell on the barrier of the deep pool. "Collect" a storage bag suspended above the deep pool, put all the blood crystals in, sealed the hole, and fell into Kang Ziqing's hands.

He turned his head to look at Mortal Dust, "Go back to the city and take back the blood crystals by my order." ”

"The subordinates obeyed. Then, the two of them flew upwards, the source crystal mine was covered with sergeants, they put the huge source crystal rough stones into storage bags, with smiles on their faces, if they returned to the city, they could leave half of the source crystals, which made them especially excited in their hearts.

The night came as usual, however, everyone's faces were much better than before, and under Luo Fanchen's order, they quickly formed a battle formation, fell behind Kang Ziqing, and marched towards the Demon Beast Plain.

In the dark night, the army marched quickly, and fortunately, everyone's physique was much stronger than ordinary people, such a day and night march was not something ordinary people could bear, "Lingzhi" shouted out from the mouth of Luo Fanchen, and spread farther and farther in the empty plain.

"Fast March" Luo Fanchen quickly rushed forward under Kang Ziqing's signal, the speed was nearly twice as fast as before, and the faint threat in the sea of knowledge was approaching, and finally, appeared in the field of vision, like them, the remnant spirit flew quickly in the air, his eyes were full of red light, and one attack after another flew towards the military formation.

The "protection" source gas cover wrapped everyone, ripples circulated on it, chains passed through the sergeants, and fell towards a black shadow at the front, Kang Ziqing collected it all, and more than a dozen fifty zhang blades in a row slashed forward, cutting off hundreds of remnants of spirits in front, and the roar spread in everyone's ears, making people upset.

The crowd continued to march forward, preparing to hold out in this way until dawn, when they would naturally disperse. In Kang Ziqing's sea of knowledge, he didn't find a strong opponent, thinking about it, this time he would throw them away like the night before and spend the night in peace. The dim light fell, and everyone stopped their bodies and landed on the wasteland, running all the way last night, which consumed a lot of money, but they needed a little rest.

After nearly eight days like this, a number of greens appeared in front of them, and the undulating hills turned back and forth, the color was sometimes dark and sometimes light, and everyone's eyes were met.

"Your Majesty, there is the Demon Beast Wasteland in front of you, here, there are a large number of low-level demon beasts living here, although they are not as good as those remnant spirits, but they are infested in groups, and they are also a little troublesome. Luo Fanchen and Kang Ziqing were also suspended in the air, and he said to each other.

"Forward" Kang Ziqing looked ahead, there was already a herd of wild cattle in the range of the sea of knowledge, he flew towards that place, he didn't want to stay here for too long, he had always looked at time preciously.

The "formation" Luo Fanchen had experience before, and the power of the hundreds of thousands of wild bulls in front of him was no less than that of a strong man who had just been promoted to the Tribulation, but with the king here, there was no need to worry too much.

Although the Wild Bull did not have much spiritual intelligence, they had a strong sense of crisis, and the murderous aura exposed in front of them had already spread into their sea of consciousness, and flames appeared on their bodies, scorching the already somewhat dry wasteland below even more dry.

An illusory Yuan Niu appeared above their heads, quickly condensing, only to see that the Yuan Niu was covered with a black mane, the shoulder bones were high and protruding, a pair of black horns flashing towards the sky, and the blood-red eyes seemed to tear the figure in front of it to pieces, it landed on the wasteland, and with a bang out of thin air, the ground was forced down by it for several feet. A dull "moo" sound rang out over the plain.

The wild bull rushed towards the army in front, and the condensed Yuan Ox, like them, also rushed towards the army, and a pillar of fire shot towards the army, and an illusory bull head then collided with it, and the powerful force even made the void appear one after another creases, as if it could not bear the weight of the bull's head.