"Get out of all your storage bags!"

It was the man who was the leader among the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect who spoke.

Chang Shan saw that the cultivators beside him took out their storage bags, got a storage bag out of his waist, took out the ground-splitting stick, hesitated for a moment, and took out another storage bag from his arms.

"Put the storage bag in the bowl!"

Hearing the order, all the outer sect disciples stepped forward in groups of three or five in turn and threw their storage bags into a dark golden bowl in the hands of the leader of the Giant Sword Sect.

In the cultivation world, the storage magic weapon is generally divided into grades according to the size of the internal space, and the larger the space inside the storage magic weapon, the higher its grade.

A low-grade storage artifact can be packed into a low-grade storage artifact, however, a lower-grade storage artifact occupies the same amount of space inside a higher-grade storage artifact as a low-grade storage artifact.

The Qiankun bowl can hold thousands, or even tens of thousands of storage bags, how much space is there?

Chang Shan imagined it for a moment, and his heart was surprised.

I don't know if Chang Shan thought too much, when he threw his two storage bags into the Qiankun bowl, he felt that the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect had all glanced at him.

After receiving everyone's Qiankun bags, the disciples of the Giant Sword Sect gave everyone a new storage bag, which was used to hold everyone's loot.

Obviously, the Giant Sword Sect did this because it was worried that the outer disciples would privately dig spiritual mines.

With the new storage bag, Changshan put the floor splitting stick into the storage bag.

After handing out the new storage bags to the group, the leading man pointed out to them the location of the entrance to the mine.

The entrance of the mine was not too far from where everyone was, and they hadn't seen it before, but there was a ridge between where they were and the mouth of the mine.

When he arrived at the entrance of the mine, Chang Shan waited until everyone had entered before he entered.

The mine can only be used by two people to enter and exit at the same time, but because there are many forks in the mine, there is no one in front of Changshan after entering for a while.

On the wall of the mine, every few steps, there will be a clear mark, marking the direction of exit, so although the mine is very branched, people who enter the mine do not have to worry about not finding their way out when they want to get out.

Before entering the mine, Chang Shan thought that the aura in the mine was rich, but after entering the mine, Chang Shan found that the aura in the mine was even thinner than outside the mine.

"Spirit Stone Mine and Spirit Vein, what's the difference between the two?"

While Chang Shan was thinking wildly, he saw a corpse around the corner more than three feet in front of him.

Chang Shan's eyes shrank slightly, hesitated, and walked towards the corpse step by step.

The corpse was dressed in rough clothes, with a basket and a mineral by his side, and it was obvious that he was a miner who was responsible for digging spirit stones.

Because the corpse was not lightly decomposed, Chang Shan observed for a while, but he did not see how the miner died.

Although this corpse was just the corpse of a miner, this corpse made Chang Shan nervous a lot.

In the next two hours, Chang Shan encountered two more decomposing corpses and a team of seven people, but still did not encounter a single soul-sucking centipede.

Chang Shan's true yuan was almost not consumed, but his spirit was a little tired, so he found an intersection, sat down cross-legged and slowly ran the true yuan.

When he fully recovered, Changshan continued to walk deeper into the mine.

After walking for a long time, Chang Shan was thinking about which road to choose at a herringbone intersection when a glimmer of light suddenly appeared more than thirty zhang in front of him.

"Soul-sucking centipede?"

Chang Shan's heart trembled, he took a deep breath, took out the ground-splitting stick, and slowly moved towards the location where the glimmer of light was.

After walking a few steps forward, the light in Chang Shan's eyes changed from a trace to a large patch.

Chang Shan took a dozen steps forward, and in that large piece of light, he saw thirteen centipedes with a body length of three or four feet and a white and transparent body.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chang Shan would never have thought that there really were white and transparent creatures in the world.

"If you go further, I'm afraid you can see the internal organs of the sucking centipede. ”

Just as Chang Shan was about to move forward, the sound of extremely light footsteps sounded in his ears.

"Why are you so unlucky!"

Chang Shan frowned, turned around, and saw two middle-aged men dressed in black at the intersection where he was before.

In the cave, people's eyesight was greatly affected, but after only twenty paces away, the two of them saw Changshan relatively clearly.

After looking at each other for a moment, Chang Shan pretended to be calm, turned around, and walked forward slowly.

Although the footsteps behind him had disappeared, Chang Shan didn't look back until he reached the place two feet in front of the spirit sucking centipede.

Looking back, Chang Shan's face suddenly changed drastically, and five zhang away behind him, there were eight cultivators standing impressively.

"How did they completely eliminate their own footsteps?"

Seeing that the eight cultivators sneered at him, and walked towards him, Chang Shan's face changed again, and in a hurry, he walked towards the eight cultivators.

Walking in front of the eight cultivators, Chang Shan turned sideways.

The middle-aged man in the lead stopped in front of Chang Shan for a moment, glanced at the ground-splitting stick in Chang Shan's hand, and walked over to Chang Shan with an indifferent face.

The eight cultivators were not all indifferent, and among the two cultivators who walked in the end, one of them even made a grimace at Chang Shan.

This grimace is extraordinarily arrogant.

Chang Shan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then walked forward.

Walking to the intersection, Tsuneyama stopped.

In the dark, Chang Shan's eyesight was also farther than that of cultivators of the same level, and from a distance of nearly thirty zhang, Chang Shan could see those eight cultivators, but those eight cultivators could not see Chang Shan.

When they arrived two feet in front of the group of soul-sucking centipedes, those cultivators did not immediately make a move, but stood quietly in place, not knowing what they were discussing with the secret method of transmitting sounds, or what they were waiting for.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, and eight cultivators had summoned their spirit soldiers at the same time.

The eight cultivators, without exception, were all giant swords.

After summoning the spirit soldiers, the two cultivators at the front simultaneously slashed out two yellow sword qi towards the spirit absorbing centipede that had already discovered them.

After splitting out a sword qi, the two cultivators retreated sideways at the same time, and the two cultivators behind them stepped forward sideways at the same time and swung the long swords in their hands, and the coordination was seamless.

Before the thirteen Spirit Sucking Centipedes could fight back, they were all seriously injured by the eight sword qi that the eight people had slashed out in a very short period of time.

Seeing the cooperation of the eight people, Chang Shan was shocked, but he still did not retreat immediately.

After receiving a wave of attacks, the thirteen soul-sucking centipedes fled quickly into the distance.

After the eight cultivators caught up, Chang Shan immediately followed.

Before, both Chang Shan and those eight cultivators were extremely slow, and it usually took them about a quarter of an hour to come across a new intersection, but now they rushed and passed through six intersections in a quarter of an hour.

At this time, there was only one cultivator in front of Chang Shan, and there were two light clusters in front of this cultivator, but they were two injured soul-sucking centipedes.

Compared to before, the two light clusters were significantly dimmer, and it was obvious that the two Spirit Sucking Centipedes were more seriously injured in the process of escaping.

After passing through another intersection, the two Spirit Sucking Centipedes stopped at the same time and fought with the cultivators who were chasing them.

Chang Shan moved closer and quietly observed the battle in the distance.

The attack method of the Spirit Sucking Centipede is very simple, just using the filaments they spit out to entangle the enemy.

After observing for a while, Chang Shan had a clearer understanding of the attack method of the spirit sucking centipede.

The Spirit Sucking Centipede is not poisonous, but it is good at sucking the spiritual power of cultivators, Chang Shan saw that the cultivator who was the enemy of the Spirit Sucking Centipede was very afraid of the filaments spit out by the Spirit Sucking Centipede, so he understood that the Spirit Sucking Centipede absorbed the spiritual power of cultivators through that kind of filament.

"Centipedes can also spin silk, the world's greatness is really amazing!"

While observing the battle in the distance, Changshan thought wildly, quietly waiting for the best time to be a fisherman.

After fighting for a while, Chang Shan found that one of the two soul-sucking centipedes began to use the giant sword in the cultivator's hand as his own target.

"Is this trying to destroy the spirit soldiers, is this trying to destroy the spirit soldiers, or is it going to absorb the spiritual power of the cultivators through the spirit soldiers of the cultivators?"

Chang Shan didn't think long before the battle in the distance gave him a clear answer.

After the giant sword was entangled in a large number of filaments, both the two spirit sucking centipedes and the cultivator focused their attention on the giant sword.

Sensing that the fluctuations emanating from that cultivator's body were getting weaker and weaker, Chang Shan suddenly hesitated.

Chang Shan knew what it meant to be sinister, and when he decided to be a fisherman, he decided to kill that cultivator, but after all, he hadn't really killed anyone, so now that he had the opportunity to kill that cultivator, he hesitated.

When Chang Shan hesitated, the momentum on that cultivator's body suddenly increased a lot.

"Elixir!"

Chang Shan was stunned for a moment, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Twenty zhang away, the cultivator couldn't see Chang Shan, nor could he hear Chang Shan's deliberately lightened footsteps.

Obviously, he had only shown weakness to the two soul-sucking centipedes before.

The Spirit Sucking Centipede was deceived because they were not highly intelligent, and Chang Shan was deceived because he did not have a wide range of knowledge, knowing that there was an elixir in the cultivation world that could quickly restore a cultivator's true yuan, but he didn't expect that cultivator to have taken the pill that replenished the true yuan before.

"It's more than a hundred years old, and it's still so ignorant!"

Chang Shan secretly laughed at himself, and then turned his attention to the battle in the distance.

After the cultivator replenished the consumed True Yuan with the elixir, he quickly shook off the filaments on his giant sword.

The two soul-sucking centipedes screamed and flew away at the same time.

As soon as Chang Shan was about to chase, he found that one of the two Spirit Sucking Centipedes suddenly changed direction, crossed over the cultivator at an extremely fast speed, and flew towards him.

"It's just thinking about running away separately, it's too late!"

Chang Shan's eyes flashed, and the hand holding the ground-splitting stick tightened.