The coldness from his knees made Chen Weiming feel that the spar in that place had loosened somewhat, and he was overjoyed, and after glancing, he found that the place where Zhou Ping's back was in contact with his knee had begun to spar. Although this girl has the power to restrain the power of Yuan Jing, it is a pity that her cultivation is too low, and it can only prolong the time.

After connecting the crystallization together, the meridians of the two seemed to be connected together, and Zhou Ping obviously did not urge all the true qi like Chen Weiming did, and let it wander around in his body, so that the true qi entered his body.

The chance to survive was in front of him, Chen Weiming was polite, and immediately urged the true qi to stay away from his knees, causing a hole of true qi to form in the meridians of that place, causing Zhou Ping's true qi to pour in at a faster speed.

The amount of true qi is limited, so the speed of Zhou Pingjing's petrification is naturally accelerated. If it were anyone else, they would have panicked at the moment and made some messy movements. But Zhou Ping was obviously frightened, and curled up motionless beside Chen Weiming, as if he didn't feel that his body was crystallizing at all.

A little more, a little more, don't move, don't move...... Chen Weiming kept shouting in his heart, calculating the amount of true qi in his heart. He didn't know how much he needed to change the balance in his body, only the more the merrier.

Zhou Ping also did not move as he expected, but the good times did not last long, and soon five Yuan Infant Monks came over. Most of the inside of the mine has been contained, and they need to make sure everything is okay.

Yuan Jing's strength was not enough to make them afraid, and when they turned a corner, they saw Zhou Ping hugging in a ball at a glance.

"Haha, there's still Hina!"

A primordial monk's eyes lit up and he laughed out loud. Cultivation is not desperational, and it is even said that some practitioners have more desires than ordinary people, after all, the pursuit of stronger power is not for the sake of purifying the heart and having few desires.

Zhou Ping is extremely delicate, and there is a sense of pity that I see, which is easy to make a man's heart move. At present, the entire mine is almost controlled, and such a woman in the foundation building period is not at their own discretion.

Several people walked towards Zhou Ping, but Zhou Ping was already a master of the six gods, and he didn't feel it at all. For so many years, although he has suffered a lot with his father Zhou Yuan, after all, his father is also a monk in the Yudan period, and he has not done anything too much, and he has always been protected.

Today, I finally saw the cruelty of the cultivation world, and now that my father is not around, I don't know what to do, and I am even more worried about my father's comfort.

She was at a loss, but Chen Weiming was from time to time. This life-saving event could not be interrupted at a critical moment. I feel that the amount of true qi needed is still a little short, although these few Yuan Infant Stage cultivators may not find out that this humanoid Yuan Crystal is actually a person because of the power of the Yuan Crystal around them, but once Zhou Ping is dragged away, I am afraid that he will also be dead.

Seeing that the three of them were getting closer and closer, Chen Weiming couldn't care if he was exposed, so he immediately urged the feng shui technique, mobilized a cloud of leyline qi to gush out, and killed him like a poisonous snake.

"Whew!"

This is the ore vein, and after the marriage of the leyline qi, although Chen Weiming can't mobilize too much spiritual power to deal with it because he needs to fight against the power of the Yuan Crystal in his body, it is enough to form a terrifying attack force.

I only heard a whirring sound, and the Yuan Infant Monk who was walking in the front was hit, and before he could scream in pain, he was bombarded on the stone wall in the distance.

"Huh!?"

The other two were stunned, not knowing what was going on, and looked at each other.

"Pulse?"

One muttered, thinking that it was the pulse that those mining slaves had said, after all, he didn't think that this woman could have any extraordinary means.

After a little hesitation, the two continued to walk towards Zhou Ping, regardless of the person's condition.

Chen Weiming urged a ley line of qi to kill again, hovering extremely fast, like a tornado storm, and the two Yuan Infant Stage monks only had time to exclaim in surprise, and they were directly bombarded on the stone wall.

Chen Weiming in the Yuan Infant Stage, if there were enough leylines to mobilize, even the Void Netherworld Stage cultivators would be difficult to fight. Although there is only one leyline here, it is in the leyline, making it unimaginable for him to improve his combat power, and the three Yuan Infant Stage Cultivators are simply no opponents.

After landing, the two infant monks opened their mouths wide and wanted to make a sound, but because of the extreme discomfort in various parts of their bodies, they couldn't shout at all, so they could only make a whirring sound and keep gasping for air.

But this thumping sound still attracted the attention of the monks in other places, and someone shouted in this direction: "What's wrong?"

Even shouted three times, but no one responded. The man who shouted immediately shouted, "Come on, the situation is not right here!"

As he spoke, he cautiously walked in the direction of Chen Weiming.

Where will Chen Weiming care about him, the situation has become like this, and it is impossible to stop it when it is discovered, and the only way to get as much true qi as possible in a limited time is to try to get enough true qi.

The monk who came over was only in the realm of the Dan stage, and after turning the corner, he saw the situation in front of him at a glance, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Three infant monks lay under the stone wall, curled up in a ball, trembling all over, and a woman in the foundation building stage hugged each other, shivering.

This situation is too weird to understand why the three people on their side have become like this, what can three Yuan Infant Stage monks, one Foundation Building Stage monk do?

With a puzzled face, extremely puzzled, it was clear that his strength was stronger than the other party, but he didn't dare to go over at all.

Zhou Ping also looked around with a puzzled look on her face at the moment, not knowing what was going on.

The fierce battle was coming to an end, but it was not completely over, they were still tense, and after hearing the shouts here, a large number of monks rushed over.

"What's the situation?"

A monk with a powerful aura rushed towards him at great speed, and streams of true qi surrounded his body, like a shield of wind, blocking all the power of Yuan Jing outside. The strength surpassed everyone else, and it was actually an Empty Netherworld Monk, no wonder the battle ended in such a short time.

After seeing the situation in front of him, the Void Monk frowned, waiting for someone to explain to him. But everyone looked at each other, and no one could say anything.

"Little ...... Small...... Heart!"

The first infantile monk who had fallen recovered slightly at this moment, gritted his teeth and snapped out a few words. It must not be a coincidence that this has happened twice in a row.

Be careful...... Be careful of a girl in the foundation building period?

Everyone frowned, and the gaze that looked at Zhou Ping became intriguing. There is no one else here, and it is naturally this woman in the foundation building period that the Yuan Infant Monk should be careful about, but what basis does she have?

The Void Monk frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and raised his hand, generating a huge suction. He didn't dare to get too close, worried that there was a problem, and wanted to suck Zhou Ping over.

Chen Weiming was at a critical moment, how could he let him get his wish.

In an instant, a stream of leyline qi gushed out, facing the suction. (To be continued.) )