Old Pei looked calm, and the female man cultivator had an amazing recovery. It seemed that as long as he expected, fire lines appeared on the golden cone, and in a blink of an eye, bound the female man cultivator into a ball.

"The malaria here is extraordinary. Let me find it. I will gather all the half-step god-turning cultivators in the mine. Do not go with the Yin God." Old Pei explained, and while waving his sleeves, the golden cone and the female man-cultivator disappeared, leading the group back.

Boss Zhou's respectful face sank, his face sank sharply. He witnessed the power of the middle-aged woman taking action with his own eyes, and three half-step gods must join forces.

"If you have something to gain, I can give you the secret method of waiting for the Yang Shen Chapter." Old Pei glanced at Boss Zhou and added indifferently.

For Mr. Pei, he had been transformed into a god for many years, and the secret technique of the Yang Shen Chapter was nothing, but it made Mr. Zhou stiff and ecstatic. He saw the hope of transforming into a god.

Mr. Zhou was transformed into a god halfway, but he was actually still in the real state of being out of the body. Compared with the real god, he knew the difference best.

The difference between half a step is a world of difference. There are so many out-of-body realms in front of the gods, and they have no power to beat them to death. This statement is not an exaggeration.

If hundreds of out-of-body monks persist in practicing hard, they will eventually condense a ray of sun power and transform into a god half-step, but only this is the case. Often, among the hundreds of half-steps, it is difficult for one person to truly transform into a god.

"I have gone through fire and water, and I will never refuse." Boss Zhou looked solemn and fell to the ground.

If he died in the black miasma, Boss Zhou would not resent Mr. Pei. Of course, he was not an ignorant villain. Without the great benefit of being a vain, there would always be a price between gains and losses.

Opportunity is right in front of you, it depends on whether you dare to fight. The great way needs to be forged with blood. Once it transforms into a god, it will last for a thousand years, and the immortality of the soul will be immortal.

In the spirit mine, a large group of mine slaves held a poisonous demon diamond in their hands and searched for the traces of the dwarf. The dwarf must die!

Among the mine slaves, disabled mine slaves are the most active. These people lack arms and feet and have a huge hatred. They just wait to catch the short man and use the poisoned demon drill to vent their hatred in their hearts.

Deep in the pit, the carapace was buried deep in the soil and rocks. Tu Yue converged her breath and did not dare to move.

With her demonic bloodline, she could hear dozens of times that of ordinary people. In recent days, the buzzing sound in her ears has not stopped. She knew that it was the drill bit turning.

At this time, Ye Xuan naturally didn't know that the dwarf was cursing him. He was rushing to the underground cave with a spring breeze on his face. The storage bag that was originally hollowed out by Tu Yue has now become fuller.

It is said that it is free refining weapons, but the magic weapons refined are always biased, sometimes good and sometimes bad. The mine slaves are not idiots, and they send some ore crystals and refining materials, and they tacitly understand each other.

"Master Ye, you are here, and you have exchanged for the mineral crystals needed for the Miasma-Cultivation Pill, and it has actually doubled."

"For the blessing of Master Ye, we have magic weapons to mine, but they obviously don't give us a way out."

As soon as Ye Xuan arrived, several mine slaves came up, all with resentment. Ye Xuan looked inward. There were hundreds of mine slaves surrounding him in the huge underground cave, confronting the guards.

"Twenty ore crystals, exchange them for a miasma transformation pill." The guards looked confident and killed the mine slaves.

They don’t believe that the mine slaves dare to take action. They just need to give these dogs hope to make them want to live, and just hold them on.

The stalemate between the two sides did not last long. In the end, the mine slaves compromised. Ye Xuan took all this in his eyes. The mine slaves dared not speak out. If it weren't for the God-turning God to take charge again, a big war would have long since begun.

"Master Ye is here, and I have to thank Master Ye. The harvest of mineral crystals in our mining area has doubled." The big-headed monk who was guarding had a smile on his face.

Ye Xuan had a expressionless face and took out the mineral crystals casually. His eyes flashed over the big-headed monk in front of him, and looked at the cave in the distance. On the lounge chair outside the cave, Manager Ding was holding a beautiful woman, which was so comfortable.

"Oh, there are a lot of master mine crystals."

The big-headed monk's smile remained unchanged. He had collected Ye Xuan's five hundred ore crystals. After he put away the ore crystals, his smile disappeared instantly.

"Two hundred ore crystals, exchange for ten miasma-making pills."

"What did you say? Your eyes grew to your butt? The five hundred mineral crystals given by Master Ye, you said they were two hundred mineral crystals." Before Ye Xuan could speak, the mine slaves couldn't help it.

The big-headed monk looked calm and swept the eyes of the mine slaves and threw out a jade bottle.

He jokingly said: "Weapon refining master, right? Do it well in the future. Our manager will take care of you."

The mine slaves were so angry that the guards could deal with Ye Xuan in this way. It was too much to double it. They even opened their eyes to tell lies without restraint. They were obviously confident and did not dare to take action.

To everyone's surprise, Ye Xuan did not get angry, but instead smiled slightly, but anyone could see that Ye Xuan's smile was a bit cruel.

"Your head is good." Ye Xuan looked directly at the big-headed monk's head. He looked at it really round and rolled. It should be very good to twist it off and kick it as a ball.

The big-headed monk's pupils shrank, and he looked at Ye Xuan's eyes full of murderous intent, and his neck suddenly became cold. His eyes subconsciously dodged. When he came to his senses, Ye Xuan had already swept away the jade bottle.

On the recliner outside the cave, Manager Ding squinted his eyes, looked at Ye Xuan's back as he left, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This kid may have hidden his cultivation. He seems to be in the early stage of his physical out-of-body stage and his strength is comparable to mine. However, with the god-transforming seniors, you can squeeze them at will. If you don't believe that they dare to make a fortune."

"I've given the power to give you a try. I'll talk to him now." Tang Yun's body was slim, and she stood up and smiled charmingly.

Manager Ding raised his big hand, pinched Tang Yun's softness, and said, "The half-step transmissive mine slave in the mine has been ordered to investigate the underground miasma recently, and it has caused me to need someone. If this kid doesn't know how to lift him up, he will use him to fill the pit."

A figure passed by the mine cave, and Ye Xuan was also sneering. Manager Ding was perfect in his body. He could indeed be comparable to him a few days ago. However, now, Ye Xuan has been in charge of six dragon elephants, so it is not difficult to destroy him.

The next moment, his spiritual consciousness scanned the back and three figures were seen by him. Ye Xuan Fei's body suddenly stopped, stopped in place, and looked behind him with an expressionless face.

Under the dim firelight, a woman chased after her, and the two Yin Gods could not hide. They thought they were self-righteous, but in fact they still could not escape his spiritual consciousness. They were all perfect for leaving the body, and they were obviously malicious.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please stay." Tang Yun gasped and caught up with Ye Xuan who stopped.

When the person approached, Tang Yun looked extremely tired and sweating profusely. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, her jade hand slid a half circle on her chest while she teased her.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is very good at body movements, but it's very hard for me to chase after me."

Tang Yun took out a folding fan, swayed the folding fan with her jade hand, panting continuously, her chest was full and up and down, and the white hemisphere was very dazzling under the fire.

Ye Xuan looked coldly, frowned, and gusts of fragrant wind blew on his face. The direction of the fan was movable was unbiased, just facing him.

"If there is no need for anything, I will not be with you." Seeing that the slut was not talking about the matter, Ye Xuan turned around and left.
Chapter completed!