Jiang Feng followed everyone and finally came to a valley.

There is a huge deep pit here. The corridors under the deep pit are intertwined, layer by layer, unknown how high. As soon as you look down from above, you feel dizzy.

Of course, this is also because everyone's spiritual aura was suppressed. If the spiritual aura was not suppressed, everyone present could fly, and these altitudes would not feel at all.

At this time, there were almost tens of thousands of prisoners here. Jiang Feng really didn't expect that there were so many people locked up in this prison mountain.

"Remember, wait and be obedient and don't argue with others. As for the collected spiritual sand, you can also exchange it for some food. Although you don't eat it, it can at least maintain your vitality. Otherwise, you will starve to death, which will make you laugh to death."

Qin Long was reminding Jiang Feng.

After the Linggang was suppressed, the people present were basically the same as ordinary people. Therefore, they also needed to eat, drink, defecate and urinate.

Jiang Feng looked around and found how the so-called spiritual sand was formed. To put it bluntly, it was the endless magic weapons in the prison mountain that had faded away the essence of the magic weapons as time passed. These essences were precipitated and condensed, and finally soaked the underground rocks into a sand and gravel ore rich in spiritual energy.

Now collect these gravel ores and can be reused.

After following Qin Long and getting the tools to dig spiritual sand, you can work.

Just as Jiang Feng followed the queue and came to several disciples of the divine palace to get things, the disciple who was in charge of sending tools looked at Jiang Feng, frowned and asked, "Look at you, the new one? What's the name?"

"Gao Shou!" Jiang Feng said lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the air around him seemed to have become quiet, and the disciples looked at Jiang Feng together.

Their eyes were full of gloom!

"You are Gao Shou? I heard... you have come to our God Palace before to challenge the genius disciples of our God Palace, and also slapped many of our junior brothers in the face. Is this a matter?"

Jiang Feng nodded: "That's right!"

After saying this, the expressions on the faces of the disciples became even more ugly. The first one sneered: "Haha, I really didn't expect that a master like you could actually come to our Prison Mountain! Not bad, not bad!"

Jiang Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He took the sand mining tool and turned around and prepared to leave.

The voice of the disciple came from behind him: "Boy, I am Ji Zimo! Remember my name, and in the future... I will often ask you to reminisce about the past, hahaha..."

The threatening meaning in the other party's words is undoubtedly revealed.

Jiang Feng didn't care about this guy's threat at all.

Who was Jiang Feng’s opponent before? The divine beast Qilin that has been withered for millions of years, Piaomiao Yuanjun, the giant in Tongtian Realm, cannot make Jiang Feng retreat. How could he take this threat of small garbage seriously?

If this guy really doesn't open his eyes one day and seeks death, then killing him will be without any psychological burden for Jiang Feng.

Seeing Jiang Feng being targeted like this, when he arrived at a deserted place, Qin Long came over and whispered: "I said, boy, you seem to be quite famous."

Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head and said, "It's just a fictional reputation! I used to pick all the major temples by myself and defeated all the talents of these temples, so they all felt unhappy."

"Haha, it's amazing! It's amazing!"
Chapter completed!