Most of the monks of the Lianhua clan who were mining were relatively young, with only the strength of around the Nascent Soul stage. They were enslaved by the Green Claw clan and came here to mine and act as laborers.

This spiritual mine belongs to the Five Elements Crystal Order. In addition to producing a large number of Five Elements Crystals, it can also produce a certain amount of small Tian crystals and a very small Tian crystal.

Mining is not as simple as digging out. It must be mined bit by bit with special spiritual chisels. If it is just digging up, it will easily destroy the crystalline ore.

For example, if a certain Datian crystal ore is dug, the original ore must be kept intact before it can be polished into Datian crystal.

If it is dug, it is very easy to cause the five elements of spiritual power in the Datian Crystal Ore to pass away and be directly scrapped.

Therefore, mining is a meticulous job, and it is impossible to use brute force.

The surface of the whip locks in the hands of the demon cultivators of the Green Claws was covered with a layer of sharp spikes, which were thrown on the young Lianhua tribe, and instantly the skin and flesh burst out and blood splattered.

"Damn it, a bunch of waste, hurry up! If you dig like this, you won't be able to produce many big sky crystals next year!" A tall Green Claw Clan demon cultivator cursed, waved the whip lock in his hand, and slapped at several thin and thin cultivators of the Lianhua clan.

"Bang!" A young girl from the velvet tribe tore off a piece of flesh and blood on her back, and a shrill scream came from her mouth. She was overwhelmed and fell directly to the ground.

The demon cultivator of the patrolling Green Claw Clan's God Transformation Stage not only did not have any sympathy, but instead said angrily: "Stop pretending to be dead, get up and continue digging for me! Be careful that I will slap you to death!" He shouted angrily, waved the whip lock and whipped the girl of the lying flower clan that fell to the ground.

After a few thrusts, the girl's back was already bloody and flesh, her little mouth made a hoarse scream, and tears of despair surged in her eyes.

When other monks of the Lianhua clan who were mining in the mine saw this scene, their hearts were filled with anger and gritted their teeth with hatred.

It’s a pity that they are unable to resist with their cultivation.

Once you resist, you will be dead.

"What are you looking at? Do it now!" "A bunch of waste, hurry up!" Two other Green Claw Cultivators who were patrolling the green claw tribe angrily rebuked.

"Ba!Ba!Ba!Ba!" The young girl from the flower clan was still being beaten. The blood gushed out of her back dyed the ground bright red, and her breath gradually weakened, unable to withstand this level of destruction.

If you continue to fight like this, the girl will probably die. The tall Green Claw Cultivator finally stopped. He pulled the girl's hair with one hand and said with a slight smile: "Bitch, I dare to be lazy next time, I will send you to the border of the Green Claw Clan.

There is a army of 30,000 monks who are hungry and thirsty in our Green Claw Clan. Please wait for them until death!" The girl's weak body could not stop trembling, tears had already dried up, and her empty eyes told her despair and powerlessness in her heart.

"Die!!!" A fury voice floated over the spiritual mine like thunder, with an extremely violent aura.

Immediately afterwards, a white lightsword that looked like a meteor came at an almost weird speed.

"Puchi!" In the flash of lightning, a white lightsaber pierced through the throat of the tall Green Claw Cultivator, and blood shot out like a fountain.

"Who!" Several demon cultivators of the Green Claw Clan patrolling the Spirit Mine were shocked. The cultivators of the Flower Clan who were mining also stopped one after another, with a hint of shock in their eyes.

A white light flashed by, and Shen Lang picked up the shaking girl of the Flower Tribe, pressed her right hand on her bloody back, and injected some holy Yang war energy into her body.

The girl was stimulated by the Holy Yang war energy and became a little more awake. She looked at Shen Lang who suddenly appeared with panic, trembling.

"Don't be afraid, it's your own people.

"Shen Lang said softly, a trace of concern flashed across his eyes.

"You...who are you?" "Why did you break into our Green Claw Clan's mine!" Several patrolling Green Claw Clan's God-Clan demon cultivators rushed up immediately, staring at Shen Lang with a look of fear on their faces.

More than a dozen demon cultivators of the Green Claw Clan patrolling outside the mine seemed to have noticed something was wrong and immediately flew into the mine.

Shen Lang stood up in her arms, laughed in anger and said, "Hahaha, I only know that this is the mine of the Lianhua clan. When did it become your Green Claw Clan? I dare to hurt my Lianhua clan members, you group of the Green Claw Clan wastes will all die!" As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang's face instantly became sinister, and his eyes contained a strong evil spirit.

An astonishing spiritual pressure emanated from him, and the air around him seemed to have been frozen.

The huge spiritual pressure even set off a series of spiritual power gusts, sweeping towards several patrolling Green Claw Clan demon cultivators.

"Refining...the cultivators in the Void Refining Stage!" Several patrolling Green Claw Cultivators were so scared that their souls flew out of the sky, and their eyes were wide open.

The terrifying spiritual pressure emitted from Shen Lang made their hands and feet weak and they were so depressed that they could not breathe.

More than a dozen Green Claw Clans flying into the spirit mine were also affected by spiritual pressure and their bodies were unstable. Several weak early stage patrol cultivators of the Green Claw Clan in the early stage of the God Transformation even fell directly from the air.

"Run quickly, he is a cultivator of the Lihua Clan's Void Refining Stage!" A demon cultivator from the Green Claw Clan screamed in horror, turned his head and ran away.

When they heard that it was a cultivator of the Lihua clan's Void Refining Stage, the other demon cultivators of the Green Claw clan were so scared that they turned around and fled.

Shen Lang pinched his fingers, and a large number of white sword lights surged out from him like huge waves. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the escaped Green Claw Clan demon cultivator.

"Boom boom boom!" The overwhelming white sword light swallowed them and instantly strangled them into blood mist.

In the sky, several demon cultivators of the Green Claw Clan in the late stage of the God Transformation reacted slightly faster, and in horror, they directly turned into their own body, a green dragon with a length of 1,000 meters.

Several green dragons tried to resist the flying sword lights in the sky, but they didn't even resist for half a second, and were swallowed up by the sword lights, and their huge bodies were strangled into countless minced meats.

In less than ten seconds, nearly twenty Green Claw Clan Demonic Cultivators patrolling around the Lingmine were killed by Shen Lang! The sky was filled with blood mist.

The Lianhua monks in the Lingmine were completely shocked, and a storm of waves broke out in their hearts, shocking endlessly.

The girl in Shen Lang's arms was also trembling, her blood-stained face looked extremely excited, her delicate body trembled, and her voice hoarsely: "Thank you for helping us with help, thank you for helping us revenge!" "Thank you for your help!" All the other monks of the Lianhua clan in the Lingmine fell to the ground, and burst into tears of gratitude.

Shen Lang shook his head and sighed: "You don't have to thank me! I am also a monk from the Flower Clan.

But more than a thousand years have passed, and I believe that some of the flower clan may not know me.

"I know, you are the prince consort!" "I also know that the juniors who have been lucky enough to see the prince consort in the thousand-year-old martial arts competition, and pay homage to the prince consort!" Two monks from the Flower Clan recognized Shen Lang with a very excited expression.

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