Mixed Miners

Inside the huge palace, there are also dense bronze statues, the number of which is no less than 100,000, the short ones are more than ten meters, and the high ones are fifty or sixty meters. At this time, Yang Ling and others came in and immediately made a squeaking sound. Like the tide, it rushed up, and the tentacles on the head swayed wildly, like the vines of the sky drowning the entire palace.

Each of these statues should be sealed with a miner or a realm of the miner.

But Yang Ling knows that once these statues are killed, these gods polluted by the air will never survive.

"I am coming~" Ding Cong's huge purple-gold statue emerged, and the burning golden flame swept out. With numerous screams, a large number of bronze statues were directly burned to ashes. Come out a thousand square meters of open space.

"嘎嘎~~" Suddenly a bronze statue with a height of 60 meters high screamed at Ding Cong, and then slammed it on the ground. With the statue, the remaining statues followed. Everything was stunned by the hustle and bustle.

"The second child, what should I do?" Ding Cong turned around and asked a fire giant standing in the gloomy hall.

"Kill it, you are a counterfeit. If you wait until Hades to show up, you may not be able to control these guys." Yang Ling frowned.

Ding Cong nodded, and the purple-gold flame on the statue turned into a fire wall and pushed out on all sides. The entire hall flame was vacated, and the remaining tens of thousands of bronze statues were mourned in the flames, and soon turned into a group of blue stucco. .

In the burning of the flames, the entire bronze palace began to melt, the fire shines through the dome of the palace, and the golden, purple, and purple brilliance dyes most of the sky, and in the light, there is a black gas that turns into a head. The ghosts screamed in the flames, but they were quickly burned.

The "Boom" bronze palace collapsed completely, and a burst of green air revealed a large hole. Several miners with shattered and thin bones shivered in the eyes of everyone.

Yang Ling said silently for a while: "Go two people to rescue the miners in the mine, send them to a place in the spiritual world, and arrange for them to look after them!"

"Yes!", the two team members stood up and jumped into the big hole.

In the mine, how many miners Yang Ling did not know, and did not want to know, he only knew that these people were as miserable and fearful as they were.

The kind of life that does not see any hope makes him feel pity.

These miners, in the world where they live, are all God-like, but unfortunately they fall into the hands of the reapers, and life is not as good as death.

Since the reaper's trail has been discovered, Yang Ling does not intend to rush back.

The next time, through the news from all over the system, he went to several places where he found the reaper.

Time flies again and it is a year passed.

As the task of capturing the mysterious world is getting closer and closer, the contact with the genus is becoming more and more frequent, and Yang Ling receives a lot of news of conflict and fighting with the verse every day.

However, today's team of Xuanjing masters has expanded to millions, and the genius in the mysterious world is mainly dominated by the sacred gods who control the reincarnation of the shrine. Each palace is a ghost and two or three. Almost only the statues of ordinary Xuanjing strength assisted, so under the impact of Yang Ling's huge team, it almost collapsed.

In just one year, the number of Nether Gods who died in the hands of the members of the team will exceed 6,000. At this time, 90% of the task of conquering the mysterious world has been completed, and there are still three years left until the task is completed. At the same time, it is completed. The task of killing all reapers was also completed by 1.3%.

"Master, we found a passage to the underworld!"

On this day, Yang Ling is inspecting all kinds of heavenly treasures collected from the Xuanjie, picking out some materials for refining the real dragon Shenghuangdan. Suddenly a piece of information is heard in the compass in the sea of ​​gods.

Yang Ling took a moment to drop the things in his hand, and a huge golden compass behind his head turned away and disappeared.

This is a time and space interface that has long been abandoned.

It is also the edge of the mysterious world.

A huge space-time vortex keeps spinning in the void.

There is a huge palace floating in the whirlpool.

The layers of black-and-white buildings stretch for millions of kilometers, and they are as stable as the mountains in the center of the vortex, without any slight shaking.

"Master, this is at least a divine god's shrine!" said a war servant standing next to him.

The deputy god, the monk corresponding to the Xuanjing is the peak of the real Xuanjing, almost the same strength as the great elders of the nine great palaces. This strength is already very strong, and only a few of the teams can compete with it.

But this is not Yang Ling’s willingness. Because Yang Ling will attack the underworld in the next step, he must find more channels to the underworld. When the tens of billions of troops above the border will attack the underworld from all directions, he will be devastated. The speed completely crushed the Nguyen, because he felt that the two worlds of Xuan Ming could not stand up.

In the more than ten years of the recent capture of the mysterious world, the mysterious world is full of news of collapse and collapse. A space-time interface suddenly disappears with people. A large number of team members will be inexplicably accidentally Disappeared ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Who dares to marry the god's shrine! ”

Just as Yang Ling’s gods fell on the shrine, a Man of the Nguyen wearing a black armor appeared outside the shrine.

Although it is separated by hundreds of thousands of kilometers, the projection appears in the other's mind.

It is indeed a deputy god, and the length is very handsome, burly, handsome face, holding a hand painted in the sky, the exhalation of the atmosphere stirs the void, the entire interface is gently shaking.

"Guardian Yang Ling, today to kill you!" Yang Ling said faintly.

"Haha~hahaha!" The other party snorted and laughed, then shook the Fangtian painting in his hand and said, "Which Yangling is the onion, I have never heard of it. If you don't want to die, please put the nine holy palaces. The lord of the palace called, the **** can give them a happy!"

Yang Ling: ...

"I rely on, this stupid is very rampant, the second child, let me go to fight with him for three hundred rounds!" Chu Yuan excitedly jumped out and said.

"Okay, be careful!" Yang Ling nodded.

"Ada ~, eat Laozi a hammer!" Yang Ling's words have not yet lost, Chu Yuan will hand over a hammer and a drill can not wait to rush out.

I saw the void swaying, and Chu Yuan had already appeared above the Jingu Temple in the blink of an eye. The hammer went forward and slammed forward. It suddenly turned into a thunder and lightning dance, and turned into a colorful lightning-throwing lightning woven into a thunder net to the shrine. Covered down. )!!