Celestial being

Eight years ago? Immaculate City? Girl in white?

These three nouns flashed through Chen Shang's mind, and the face of a naughty girl vaguely appeared in front of his eyes.

He had been a womanizer since he was young, and used his family's power to capture ordinary women from time to time. Later, mortal women could no longer satisfy his appetite, so he began to turn his targets to some powerless low-level Sansun nuns.

And he also has a habit of directly killing the women he has abandoned at first to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future.

The girl in the white dress had just stepped into the path of immortality. Her naughty yet pure temperament, as well as her stubborn and disobedient temper, left a very deep impression on him. Now that he had seen her, he would not let her go. .

Chen Shang carefully recalled that the girl's appearance was somewhat similar to that of Feng Ling in front of him. Could it be that they were father and daughter?

His heart sank, but he said: "Fellow Daoist Feng, I don't know what you are talking about. I grew up in Wugou City, but I left there more than 20 years ago and joined the Guiyuan Sect. , and I have never been back in these years, you must be mistaken."

"Really? Let me think about it for you." Feng Ling slowly turned the long blue knife, and the sharp blade cut Chen Shang's internal organs.

"Ah..." Chen Shang let out a shrill scream.

"Now, have you remembered?" Feng Ling paused with the long knife in his hand and asked slowly.

"I really don't know what you are talking about? I am the direct descendant of Chenjiabao in Wugou City and a disciple of Guiyuan Sect. You can't kill me..." Chen Shang begged in pain.

"Haha, you really have a big background. You must have done such crazy things a lot. Was it this hand that did it?" Feng Ling showed a cruel smile on his lips, stepped on Chen Shang's right hand with one foot, and stepped hard.

With a "pop" sound, Chen Shang's entire palm shattered into a puddle of flesh, and his bones were trampled into pieces.

In the midst of Chen Shang's screams and horrified eyes, Feng Ling's foot stepped on his other hand, crushing it into pulp as well.

Chen Shang screamed heartbreakingly again, looking at Feng Ling with eyes full of fear and despair.

He could see that Feng Ling didn't care at all whether he admitted it or not, he just wanted him to die slowly in pain and torture.

"I found out that you were the murderer five years ago. In order to avenge my daughter, I have been watching you all the time for the past five years, but you are too timid and have been hiding in safe places, even in this mine. Inside, there are also the Guiyuan Sect disciples who are huddled in front of them. If someone doesn’t help me this time, I don’t know how long it will take for me to get my revenge!” Feng Ling said slowly, stepping on Chen Shang’s knee with the sole of his foot, and stepped on it hard.

Chen Shang's leg bones were shattered, and he screamed and fainted from the pain.

"We don't have much time left, it's almost over." Huazhi's voice sounded in Feng Ling's ears.

Feng Ling was silent for a moment, then pulled out the long blue knife and slashed it with his backhand.

Blood light burst out, and Chen Shang's head flew out.

"I have abided by the agreement between you and the Lord and helped you complete your revenge. What about the things you promised?" Huazhi continued to ask via voice transmission.

"Don't worry, I have already made arrangements. Just follow the plan." Feng Ling put the long knife back and said.

"Okay." Huazhi responded, and her voice completely disappeared.

A sound of exclamation came from the front, but it was several Qi Refining Period guard disciples who were patrolling the dormitory area. They vaguely heard the movement and rushed towards here.

"Well done, let's bury him together!" Feng Ling's eyes flashed with hatred, and he immediately rushed towards him with a knife.

These monks in the Qi Refining Stage were Feng Ling's opponents. In the blink of an eye, they were all dead on the spot.

After killing several enemies in a row, Feng Ling calmed down a little. He grabbed the storage bags of Chen Shang and several Qi Refining Stage monks and went straight to the dormitory.

Deep in the dormitory area, in a larger room, more than twenty monks and slaves in the foundation building period are gathering here. She Yu, Xu Che, and Wulu are all there.

Everyone was silent and seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, the ground in front of him cracked open, and more than a dozen purple-black vines shot out, wrapping around the neck rings of everyone in the room.

Everyone in the room was slightly commotion, but did not dodge.

A powerful demonic force poured in from the vines, destroying all the restrictions in the neck ring like a ravage.

The neck rings of more than a dozen people shattered and fell to the ground.

All kinds of lights lit up on these people, and all their mana was restored.

"Let's take action as agreed before!" A bald man said, and a dozen people who had recovered their mana ran outside.

The vines of the flower branches shot out again, wrapped around the neck rings of the remaining foundation-building monks, and also broke them open.

Zuo Qinghui, She Yu, Xu Che and Wulu were all among these people. She Yu and Xu Che had bright yellow lights rising from their bodies, and they were practicing earth-attribute skills.

These people also ran outside to remove the neck collars of other monks and slaves.

She Yu, Xu Che and Wulu were also about to follow, but were stopped by Zuo Qinghui.

He waved his sleeves, and light flashed from the ground, revealing two more magic weapons and two earth escape talismans.

"There are many protective magic formations in the cave. She Yu, Xu Che, you all practice earth-attribute skills. These two magic weapons and the Earth Escape Talisman are for you to use to help the master go up and destroy those formation eye stone pillars." Zuo Qinghui said that when Huazhi removed his neck ring just now, he sent his storage magic weapon over.

When She Yu and Xu Che agreed, they took out the magic weapons and talismans and immediately escaped underground.

Zuo Qinghui turned to Wulu and was about to assign him a task.

However, Ulu, who was standing next to him just now, disappeared.

Zuo Qinghui was startled. He had been sensing the surrounding situation with his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't realize when Ulu disappeared.

However, he didn't pay too much attention and flew outwards to join in the action of removing the neck ring.

One passes two, two passes four, four passes eight...

In a very short period of time, forty or fifty mining slave monks were freed and regained their magic power.

Breaking the neck ring requires mana from the Foundation Establishment stage, so those Zuo Qinghui and others chose to rescue were all Foundation Establishment stage monks.

The magic weapons brought by Huazhi and Feng Ling who came later were distributed, but it was still far from enough. Only a few people had magic weapons, and most people were still empty-handed.

Even so, forty or fifty foundation-building stage monks are already an extremely impressive force.

Zhou Peng was among the first batch of people to be rescued. However, he did not feel much joy in being freed from the restraints of his neck ring. Instead, his expression was full of anxiety, even mixed with a bit of confusion.

At this moment, the Guiyuan Sect monks in the hollow underground in front finally noticed the strange movement in the dormitory area. A dozen Foundation Establishment Stage monks and dozens of Qi Refining Stage monks rushed over.

Zhu Si and Liao Zhong, who had just left not long ago, were among them.

Zhou Peng had been imprisoned by the Guiyuan Sect for many years. Deep down in his heart, he was already in awe of the guarding disciples of the Guiyuan Sect. When he saw a large number of Guiyuan Sect monks coming to kill him, their faces were full of murderous intent, and they suddenly showed fear.

There were many monks like Zhou Peng, and they all showed fear on their faces and backed away, with no fighting spirit at all.

The morale that had just been raised immediately fell to the bottom.

"A monk will never be a slave, kill!"

Feng Ling, however, had already anticipated the current situation. He shouted loudly and activated his blue sword to face the leader Zhu Si!

Behind him, there were also a few close followers who were sparsely following Feng Ling, and they were also urging them to use the magical weapons they had just obtained, and followed Feng Ling to attack the front.

Facing Feng Ling's offensive, Zhu Si made a seal with both hands without thinking. Suddenly, silver light flashed all over his body, and he shot out nine small silver swords. Each one was full of silver light, and the momentum was overwhelming.

After these small swords circled for a while, they fought with the blue long swords.

Zuo Qinghui knew that this was a critical moment. If he could not mobilize the will of these mining slaves to escape, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

"Fellow Taoists, my master has entangled Elder Hai. As long as we defeat these Guiyuan Sect monks, we will immediately be able to escape from the clutches of Guiyuan Sect. By then, the sky and the earth will be big enough for us to roam. What are you still hesitating about? A monk will never be a slave and fight for freedom!" Zuo Qinghui also roared and raised the blood star tube.

The blood star tube bloomed with dazzling blood, and a blood-colored projectile shot out, hitting the other leader, Liao Zhong.

Liao Zhong had already seen the power of the blood star tube and was very afraid. He hurriedly raised a black gold shield and a large yellow flag and stacked them in front of him to block it.

The spiritual power on the black gold shield and yellow banner fluctuated strongly, and their grades were obviously not low.

The blood-colored projectile hit the black gold shield outside, making two soft "puff" sounds, easily penetrated the two magic weapons, and continued straight towards Liao Zhong.

Liao Zhong's expression changed wildly, and he hurriedly moved sideways. At the same time, the white light on his body shone brightly, forming another white light mask around him.

There was a soft "chi" sound, and the blood-colored projectile easily broke through the white mask again, hit Liao Zhong's chest, and merged into it.

A blood hole the size of a bowl was corroded into Liao Zhong's chest, and it was still expanding rapidly. Not only the skin and flesh, but also the bones were melted wherever it passed.

Blood flowed from all the orifices on his face, and he fell to the ground. After a few twitches, he lost his breath, and his body quickly turned into a pool of pus and blood.

The nearby Guiyuan Sect monks were all shocked and their faces were full of horror!

Zuo Qinghui was not surprised by this. He had studied the blood star tube for more than a year and had completely mastered the secrets of this magical weapon.

This barrel can melt the corpses of monsters and condense them into blood-colored projectiles with powerful corrosive effects and store them in it. Its power is unparalleled.

There are now four blood-colored pellets in the barrel. The blood pellet Zuo Qinghui used to attack Cui Wuran was the corpse of a second-level monster.

At this moment, in order to boost morale and strive to kill with one strike, the earliest one was shot, which was suspected to be a blood pill transformed by a third-level monster. Even a monk in the pill formation stage may not be able to block this blood pill, let alone Liao Zhong.

Puff puff!

The ground nearby cracked, and dozens of thick vines shot out, overwhelmingly rolling towards the Guiyuan Sect guards who were frightened by the blood star tube.

"A monk will never be a slave! Let's go!"

"A monk will never be a slave! Kill!"

When the other mine slaves saw that the people headed by Gui Yuanzong were killed, they suddenly became alert. They roared and activated their magic tools and spells, and rushed forward to kill him.

The number of foundation-building monks on the Mine Slave's side was already advantageous. With the addition of Huazhi, Zuo Qinghui and others, the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were at a disadvantage and immediately retreated.

However, under the command of several foundation-building monks from the Guiyuan Sect, the disciples of the Guiyuan Sect gradually stabilized their position. Although they were at a disadvantage at the moment, they were not in danger of being defeated immediately.

At the same time, some guard disciples came from around to join the battle from time to time, and the two sides reached a stalemate for a while.