"I discovered a high-quality mineral vein." Shi San deliberately lowered his voice, but said every word.
Hearing the words "high-quality mineral veins", the clan leader's eyes suddenly showed a look of shock.
"Is this true?"
This sentence did not come from the clan leader, but came from outside the door. At this moment, several men wearing cloud-patterned Xuanqing Taoist robes came in from the door. The Taoist in front had a face as beautiful as a crown jade, but there was a hint of embarrassment between his eyebrows.
Somewhat fierce.
When the leader of the Black Dragon Tribe saw these Taoists, he hurriedly left the stone seat, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Welcome to the Taoist priests."
Shi San knew that high-grade mineral veins were not attractive to warriors in the mortal world, but he was careful enough to know that this small tribe, which was only established ten years ago, could develop rapidly and sweep dozens of people around it.
There are several gangs and they control several cities. Various signs indicate that there must be practitioners behind the Black Dragon Tribe.
The reason why he knew about the mineral veins was because he heard about it from this tribe, but he didn't expect to see them with his own eyes at this moment.
"It's absolutely true, there are two cultivators in the tribe, and I was there when they discovered the high-grade mineral veins." Shi San's voice was trembling.
"The sect closest to here is the Tianxuan Sword Sect. They are most likely disciples of the Sword Sect. I didn't expect that such a declining sect would have such an opportunity." The Taoist said with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.
The clan leader took advantage of the situation and blurted out: "This cultivator also injured one of our people. They relied on their flying swords, and there was nothing we could do."
The Taoist said in a deep voice: "Junior brother Ling Zhen, tell your uncle this matter first, and the others will follow me to meet them."
The Taoist named Ling Zhen nodded and left alone.
"It would be best for a few Taoist priests to take action. This time, let the villain discover this priceless mineral vein. I wonder if I can get a pill to awaken the Yuan Shenhai. This has been delayed in the realm of the Xiantian Martial Saint.
It's been too long." The clan leader said with a flattering smile, and the fat on his face was piling up.
The Taoist's eyes were stern, and he threw a bottle of pill pills at him and said, "This is for you."
The patriarch was overjoyed and immediately ordered someone to come in. The man had a ruffian look on his face and was walking with a limp. It was the ruffian young man who had been beaten and was almost half disabled. However, his injuries were obviously not healed yet. When he saw Shi San,
His face was full of anger and he shouted: "Chief, this guy is from the Qinghe tribe, kill him quickly!"
The clan leader glared at him fiercely and said: "He is now a member of our Black Dragon Tribe. Now find Yang Zheng and Mo Long, the two innate martial saints, and then bring a hundred people over to bring the Qinghe Tribe to
I leveled it."
"But... there are practitioners there, and they are so powerful." This ruffian young man is still frightened.
The Taoist said coldly: "I will deal with them myself. Since there are mineral veins there, I don't want there to be any living beings there when the mines are mined in the future."
"I understand this." The clan leader nodded.
"Then there's no problem. I'll kill them all this time, leaving no one behind!" This ruffian young man's face was full of gangsterism, and his anger was rising. He had long wanted to wipe out the tribe, but now he thought of the pure-looking Shui.
My son, there are many evil thoughts in my heart, and a sinister smile appears on my face.
At this moment, Shi San's face was still as cold as ice, without the slightest emotion, and he was already a member of the Black Dragon tribe.
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Qinghe tribe.
The old patriarch went to the ancestral hall every day to worship gods and ancestors. Although his attitude toward Yuan Futu had improved a lot because of the previous incident, when it came to the issue of relocation, his stance was extremely firm and he refused to make any concessions.
After grinding all morning, there was still no result. Yuan Futu knew not to rush, so he calmed down and took Xiaodouzi to the place where the mineral veins were located, intending to collect some spiritual stone samples and bring them back to the sect.
Xiaodouzi squatted on the ground, looking boredly at the colorful airflow surging in the gap, frowning and said: "Brother Futu, are we going to continue to use it like this?"
Yuan Futu's expression also looked a little solemn. If he continued to spend at this rate, this high-quality mineral vein would be exposed before the tribe could move. He would have to think of other ways to make the old patriarch change his mind.
At this time, another spiritual stone was rushed out by the power of the elements. Xiaodouzi hurriedly walked over and picked it up. When he straightened up, he suddenly noticed an extremely sharp sword intent falling from the sky, with a terrifying force.
The speed shot towards his chest.
Bang!
Xiaodouzi shook his fist, and the sword light collapsed, but his tyrannical body couldn't help but take two steps back.
The person who comes is not good, but his strength is extraordinary!
Yuan Futu waved his hand and used a formation to seal the gap. Looking at the sky, he saw several Taoists wearing cloud-patterned Xuanqing Taoist robes stepping on flying swords and landing in front of them.
"Two mid-stage Dharma gods, three peak Hunyuan." Yuan Futu murmured, but his face looked very slack. He seemed not to pay attention to these five Taoists at all, but then he noticed their clothes.
It felt extremely familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before. When I remembered the fragment in the dirty world, I frowned suddenly.
"This mine belongs to us, please leave." The Taoist leader said.
Xiaodouzi said doubtfully: "We obviously discovered it first, and you are the ones who want to leave."
Yuan Futu waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Why bother trying to reason with these people? They have made it clear that they want to kill people and silence them."
Xiaodouzi said in astonishment: "Why?"
Yuan Futu clenched his fist and made a crunching sound, "Because they think they have a big backer behind them, so they can do whatever they want."
"Then what do we do?"
"Just like them, kill people and silence them."
The man listened to the conversation between the two and became impatient. He directly took out the flying sword, held it in his hand, and thrust forward. A bright light suddenly appeared on the blade, shining so brightly that people dared not look directly at it.
"The true essence of light?"
Yuan Futu sneered and held the Zhuhuang Sword horizontally in front of him. As the golden elixir shook, the sword blade also released moon-white light. However, this bright essence was ten times stronger than that of the Taoist.
Two forces that were not on the same plane collided, and the result could be imagined. The man screamed, and flames burst out from his body, and he kept retreating. Blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his pupils seemed to be torn apart by the bright light.
At the same time, Xiaodouzi had swooped in like a slippery fish and shouted, "Xiang Xiang!"
The true essence of the Dharma God realm is flowing in the body, as if the meridians and acupuncture points all over the body are burning, containing unimaginable power.
Xiaodouzi's skin gradually turned red, and he bent his knees and bumped into the chest of a Taoist priest. He heard a scoff, and the clothes on the Taoist's chest shattered into pieces, and then his chest collapsed, and a heavy force penetrated through him, causing his spine to collapse.
It bulged suddenly, his clothes were torn to pieces again, and his whole body flew up. When he fell to the ground, he was already unconscious.
The biggest drawback for practitioners is the physical body!