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Six hundred and fortieth chapters strong man

There are quite a few people in the mine, most of them look haggard. They are difficult to supplement their own losses, and even monks in the Taoist realm cannot stand it.

Of course, if it is just an ordinary labor action, this is a mine cave of Heitian Ore. Under the influence of the power naturally emitted by Heitian Ore, the entire mine has greatly increased the consumption of monks.

And it has a strange force that destroys the functions of the body.

In this case, monks in the realm of Tao cannot maintain their long-term life.

Therefore, every Taoist cultivator here has a bad expression, which is completely different from the ordinary Taoist cultivator who is above the Taoist cultivator.

A cultivator in the realm of Tao is considered to be on the upper level even for the entire vast universe.

I never thought that one day I would be arrested and become a miner.

Qin Feng's eyes turned and walked to a miner who seemed to have not been here for a long time.

This is a young miner with a high-top, thin lips and a handsome appearance, but he looks depressed and confused. He waved his hoe and knocked heavily on the black ore.

when.

Mars splash.

A deep crack appeared on the black sky ore and was not completely removed.

He waved his second hoe and continued to beat the black ore, and finally got a piece of it.

"How long have you been here?" Qin Feng came to the young man.

The young man looked up at Qin Feng, and then continued to dig the black ore in confusion.

Qin Feng looked at the young man, thought for a while, and spoke again: "You were also arrested? Didn't you think you were leaving?"

The young man looked at Qin Feng again and continued to dig the black ore, as if he didn't care what Qin Feng said at all.

Qin Feng was quite helpless.

He changed another place and looked for another miner.

The situation seems to be the same.

No matter which miner he looked for, the other party ignored him at all.

Qin Feng even asked why he was unwilling to escape, but the other party sneered and continued to dig the mine.

It reveals a strange and decadent aura.

"The problem with this mine is really big."

Qin Feng frowned and thought about what to do.

"Don't ask."

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside Qin Feng.

Qin Feng looked beside him and saw a middle-aged and strong monk with dark red crystals on his skin, which was very magical.

He waved his hoe and hoeed it down with a hoe. A piece of black ore was dug out. The weight was no less than three thousand kilograms.

Qin Feng's eyes moved.

What a strong body.

This middle-aged strong man has a absolutely extraordinary physique, and may even be stronger than himself.

Qin Feng walked towards the strong man: "Do you know the situation in the Black Gold World now?"

The strong man looked at Qin Feng indifferently and continued to mine.

piece.

Two pieces.

Soon there were tens of thousands of kilograms of black sky ore.

Qin Feng asked again: "With your body, if you are not a specialized body refining cultivator, you will at least reach the middle stage of the Daoyuan Realm. Such cultivation should be impossible to be caught."

The strongest Black God Eighth Team that had dealt with Qin Feng before was the early stage of the Daoyuan Realm. In Qin Feng's opinion, the methods were also very ordinary and did not have the ability to fight beyond the level.

Since that's the case, the strong man in front of him would not be arrested.

The strong man is silent.

Qin Feng thought for a while and lowered his voice, "I want to leave here."

The strong man stopped, looked at Qin Feng, and said, "I can't leave."

"Can't leave?" Qin Feng was puzzled,

"The chain on our hands and feet is called the Soul-Closing Lock, which can block a person's true energy and soul. It has an amazing power called the Heart of Destruction."

The strong man raised the soul sealing lock in his hand.

"If we escape, this destructive heart will play an instant role and can directly destroy a person. Even the perfect cultivator of the Daoyuan Realm cannot withstand the power of the destructive heart."

"This kind of destruction is in the hands of the Black Soul Diagram of the Black God Eighth Team. The Black Soul Diagram only requires one thought to easily solve us."

The strong man glanced at the miners around him and said, "Do you know why these people are like walking corpses, unwilling to talk too much, and only know how to mine?"

"That's because they knew it was impossible to escape. A monk from Daoyuan Realm wanted to escape, but was killed by the Black Soul Picture with an idea."

"Some monks who had just entered the mine like you, were taught a lesson one by one, had to stay here."

"We are high-ranking monks, but under the influence of the Soul-Closing Lock, we are no different from an ordinary person."

Qin Feng asked, "But you seem to be different from them."

The strong man said in a deep voice: "I have something more important."

"What is more important?" Qin Feng stared at the strong man, always feeling that the strong man in front of him was extraordinary. At least the race should not be human race, but a kind of alien race.

Such a powerful body is not something that ordinary aliens can do.

"What's going on in that huge city in the north?" Qin Feng asked.

"North?" the strong man thought for a while and said, "Are you talking about the holy city?"

"Holy City?" Qin Feng was puzzled.

"The holy city where the Black Gold Clan is located is the place where the Black Gold Clan nobles live. It has the best resources and the best place to practice in the Black Gold World."

There was a hint of anger in the strong man's eyes.

"In the holy city, the Black Gold Clan is the master, and other races are just slaves. Any race needs to obey the management of the Black Gold Clan, and all those who violate the order will be killed."

Qin Feng said: "It's really overbearing."

The strong man smiled and said, "Overbally? The Black Gold Clan is not just overbearing."

Qin Feng asked: "How strong is the Black Gold Clan? Or, what is the power of the Holy City? Are there any Taoist realm cultivators?"

The strong man was stunned when he heard this, stared at Qin Feng for a few glances, and smiled and said, "It seems that you want to enter the Holy City? But you can't leave here at all. Even if you know the situation in the Holy City, what if you do? Just dig honestly."

when.

The strong man waved his hoe.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "If I take you out of this mine, will I tell me about the situation of the Holy City and the Black Gold Clan?"

The strong man stopped and continued to look at Qin Feng.

...

dark place.

Two monks from the Black God Eighth Team were paying attention to Qin Feng’s situation.

"Haha, exactly the same."

"Yes, the monks here just came in and thought about how to escape. After a few days, they would give up completely."

"How could the Hutu Mine let them leave so easily?"

"If you hit a wall, no one should communicate with him."

"A perfect cultivator in the Dao Ling Realm is nothing."

“He communicated with Shaq.”

"Shake, this thorn has not given up."

"We can't let the two communicate too much, let's stop him."

The two monks walked out and walked towards Qin Fengyang and Shaq.

The tall monk shouted, "What are you doing? Go to mine for me quickly. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Qin Feng looked at the two monks, smiled, turned his head and said to Shaq, "I will just treat it as you agree."
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