The sky was a strange dark red. It was as if this was not the sky. It was just that the dark red clouds were very low, giving people a very oppressive feeling.
Dozens of cultivators in red armor waved long whips with sharp thorns in their hands, driving a group of slave miners in ragged clothes who were carrying pieces of dark red ore in baskets on their backs.
A small piece of ore in the basket weighed more than a thousand pounds, which was enough to suppress these slave miners who were only in the Qi Refining Realm.
"Hurry up, don't dawdle. Do you want to die?" A short-haired man with erect hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes looked very fierce. He waved the whip in his hand.
With a bang, it hit a slave miner who fell to the ground. The slave miner screamed and was rolled by the whip. The thorns on the whip pierced into the slave miner's body. In the blink of an eye, the whip was full of flesh and blood, exuding a strange bloody luster. The middle-aged man who was rolled by the whip had become a pile of skin and bones.
In the blink of an eye, a fresh life was gone.
"If you dare to be lazy again, you will end up like this person!" The short-haired man waved the long whip in his hand and looked at the frightened slave miners with a complacent look on his face.
The slave miner carried the dark red ore and walked up along the rugged mountain path under the supervision of the supervisor. He came to the edge of a white pool with rolling magma and threw the dark red ore into the white pool. There was a burst of bubbles in the white pool. Under the urging of the supervisor, the slave miner picked up the ore again after a while, but he was corroded by the white slurry and screamed. His hands were full of holes, and his hands were completely corroded by the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm. At this time, the miner directly kicked the young cultivator whose hands were corroded into the white pool.
There was a shrill scream in the pool, and the young cultivator disappeared after struggling for a while. Even his bones had turned into a tumbling bubble. As for the sunken ore, it was naturally picked up by the slave miners behind.
In the crowd of slave miners, a silver-haired young man with the same ragged clothes was soaking the dark red ore in the white pool according to the supervisor's request. His movements were much faster than others.
"Hey, you are a newcomer. You don't even have injuries on your hands. It seems that you are a very powerful Physique Cultivator." At this time, the supervisor on the top of the mountain, a horse-faced young cultivator saw that the silver-haired young man did not have injured hands like the others, and he was slightly surprised.
"Newcomer, rank three Physique Cultivator." The silver-haired young man was naturally Lu Xiaotian.
As early as ten days ago, Lu Xiaotian had woken up........................................................ when he woke up............................ .............................. ........... His body automatically absorbed the medicinal power of the Blue Frost Nightshade Pill when he was heavily injured, and his body automatically recovered while he was unconscious. When he woke up, he had recovered most of his strength. The supervisors in front of him were only Qi Condensation Stage and a few Foundation Establishment Stage. Naturally, they could not stop him. Originally, he wanted to catch a few supervisors and interrogate them about the situation here. He also tried to find a way to leave this place. But after walking around a few times, he found that there was a mysterious restriction around. It seemed to be formed naturally, but it was used by people. Once he tried to pass through the restriction, it would not take long before he was discovered and people came to search for him. He avoided all of them.
When the supervisors found him, they only treated him as an ordinary outsider. They did not say anything and captured him as a mining slave. Lu Xiaotian was pondering whether to capture one or two when a shocking aura flew across the sky. From the respectful expressions of the supervisors shouting "Blood Gourd Ancestor", Lu Xiaotian knew that this area was overseen by a Jin Dan cultivator. He had just escaped from Zhou Tong's hands and suddenly encountered a Jin Dan cultivator again. There was no transportation formation here for him to escape again. In fact, Lu Xiaotian could not even find the transportation formation at this time.
Once he alerted the Jin Dan cultivator again, he would only have a dead end. Fortunately, he had already put away Di Kun before. Otherwise, if the Blood Gourd Ancestor found out something was wrong, it would not be good. The mysterious restriction here, coupled with the Jin Dan cultivator, he dispelled the idea of looking for a way out.
Fortunately, he used the Breath Holding Technique to suppress the mana in his body. Therefore, it was very logical that he was captured and became one of the mine slaves like the others. The mining slaves here were no different from livestock. If they resisted, they would be executed by the supervisors. Lu Xiaotian mixed in with the team, his performance was lukewarm.
"Well, your strength is not bad. Do more work. If the supervisor is pleased with you, you can also become a high and mighty supervisor in the future." The long faced youth was very satisfied with Lu Xiaotian's obedient attitude and did not say anything superfluous. He patted Lu Xiaotian's shoulder and said.
"Many thanks for the guidance of the supervisor." Lu Xiaotian's face showed a rare smile.
"Well, you can go now. Continue to work hard." The long faced youth nodded.
Lu Xiaotian walked down the hill and happened to see an old man whose beard and hair were almost all gone. His face was very old, and his body was trembling under the dark red ore. Lu Xiaotian felt that the old man was somewhat familiar.
However, the old man whose face was like old tree bark saw Lu Xiaotian's extremely bitter expression. Because he bumped into Lu Xiaotian, he was a little absent-minded. His body became unstable and he staggered to the ground.
"Old thing, you're trying to cheat again!" The long faced youth's face was gloomy as he strode forward. The mine did not need useless people. Once they lost their value, they could only be executed!
"No, no, Supervisor, I know him. He is a cultivator who came through the teleportation array. He has two magic tools in his hands! One is the Demon Binding Rope, and the other is a black magic tool. " The withered old man lost his composure and shouted. If his bitter eyes could kill, Lu Xiaotian would have died several times over.
It was actually Weng Zhihan! Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. However, when he thought about it, it was quite normal. Before he entered the Forbidden Blood-colored Ground, Weng Zhihan had tricked him into the abandoned underground palace. He wanted to use the materials on him to forge the Demon Binding Rope, then use the Demon Binding Rope to kill him and take his belongings. His intentions could be said to be sinister. If he had not been careful at that time, the one who would have died would have been him.
He did not expect that Weng Zhihan would still be alive after more than 20 years. However, after escaping from the teleportation array to this damned place, he probably did not have a good life. After being tortured for more than 20 years, he was still alive. It was just like the old saying that a person's life was not long.
"What, you have magic tools on you?" Not only the long faced youth, but the other supervisors also revealed greedy and fearful expressions. For a Qi Refining cultivator, magic tools were no different from killing weapons. Moreover, this silver-haired youth in front of them actually had two.
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