Technology changes the life of cultivators

"No! How did he know that we retreated from here? Even if a miner confesses, it's impossible?"

Yuan Zhentian's expression became more dignified.

"There are so many passages in the No. 37 mine, but he just came towards us! That's right, that ink dragon is weird! It can shrink in size, it's a strange species! Boy, get out, it's here soon, and it's picking up Where is the tunnel you blew up!"

Is it so amazing?So what's the difference between this ink dragon and a dog's nose?
No matter how far we run, people can always follow unhurriedly, which is not good.

Ye Jianling said fiercely: "Fuck you, big brother, you have to do it with all your might! At least severely injure this Mo Jiao, which is sharper than a dog's nose? Otherwise, we will have a bad life underground! Don't worry about anything, protector!" Just follow me! I can block the golden fairy's attack now! Leave the rest to me, I will fight with it, talk about the distance!"

Yuan Zhentian also didn't bother to pay attention to the messy address of this brat who was no older than his elder brother.

He was fully alert, and said via voice transmission: "According to your calculation method, 800 meters, 500 meters, 100 meters, prepare..."

Ye Jianling flickered, and the first rocket car opened fire!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Six huge rockets wrapped in multicolored fairy power sprayed out.

That guy hadn't drilled out of the [-]-meter soil layer yet, but six rockets from a kilometer away had already drilled in directly and exploded with a bang.

The huge explosion and fire not only disturbed Yuan Zhentian's consciousness, even the masters on the top of the mountain were startled, they jumped out of the hidden formation one after another, and went straight to the No. 37 cave.

But Ye Jianling's speed was as fast as lightning, he changed a car in almost half a second, and bombed six rounds in the blink of an eye.

When he was about to do another round, Yuan Zhentian had already rushed out: "Stop, Ghost Dragon is dead!"

Ye Jianling hurriedly stuffed the rocket car back. Under the gaze of his divine sense, he saw that on the messy battlefield of several hundred feet, one end was enlarged to seventy or eighty feet, and Mo Jiao was writhing and neighing in pain. died!
No, it's dead!Yuan Zhentian stabbed it between the eyebrows with a sword that was not allowed to be fired. Haisunshou put the huge guy away, touched the ghost dragon boy like a rag doll, turned around and ran back, grabbed it. Ye Jianling ran away!

"Detonate, detonate! Block the passage soon! A large number of masters have come down!"

Ye Jianling understood the seriousness of the matter, and he made a tactic with both hands, and behind him who was moving rapidly, there were continuous huge explosions.

The explosives buried deep on both sides of the passage were detonated one after another, and the mutual crushing and collapse completely destroyed the original topography. Where can we find a trace of passage?
After going down for five or six hundred feet, Yuan Zhentian put down Ye Jianling, laughed and said, "Okay, they can't see here anymore! I can't even see the coordinates of the ghost dragon's corpse! Don't blow it up, it's more than 5000 meters away. Even if Jinxian digs the passage, he may not be able to dig in the right direction. I am dazzled just looking at your ecstasy formation!"

Ye Jianling thought about it for a while, and then stopped bombing for the time being, leaving a little more room for everyone to move around.

After that, there is no way to transport the soil outside, so I can only dig and fill the passage behind the buttocks.

I hadn't thought about it at the beginning. In fact, there is no need to bury so many explosives. If the soil layer exceeds 1000 meters, I can't do it even if I check it with my own divine recognition.

It seems that the planted radishes need to be pulled out slowly by themselves, why bother?

Relying on their powerful peak cultivation, Master Yin Gui and Jian Lingzi forcibly broke through hundreds of meters of soil, and found the ghost dragon boy who looked like a rag doll in the messy hard soil.

This is already half an hour later.

The mine veins are so difficult to dig, you don't have the cheating methods like Ye Jianling, and the innate ability like Mo Long, no matter how strong you are, it's useless.

"Yuan Zhentian, this old man wants to kill you!"

Master Yin Gui was so distressed that he was about to cry. It had been several months since the war started, and one of the golden immortals on both sides survived.

But this death happened to be the sixth elder of the Beast Master Sect!
Its combat power is comparable to that of the later stage, and the Beastmaster Sect has lost a lot this time!
The bloodstains left at the scene contained brains, and the ink dragon was dead!

Strictly speaking, Mo Jiao is more important than the Sixth Elder Ghost Dragon, its innate attributes are too powerful.

It is an existence that can grow to the level [-] desolate beast, or even higher.

It is stronger than the future of all the monks of the Beast Controlling Sect. It is a real dragon!

Jian Lingzi looked at all this with cold eyes. It took so much effort to dig a few hundred meters, how could he hunt and kill in this mine?

You dig behind, others dig in front, go around, dig and fill, fill and dig, when is the end?

Can you transport all the soil from this mine and dump it?
Even if you blackmail your 1000 million miners, you will not be able to do it if you are given another 50 years.

Jianfeng Mountain is so high, how deep is it buried underground?Ten thousand feet or one hundred thousand feet?

If the main vein of the Dragon Soul was so easy to find, it would have been excavated by the predecessors long ago, so can it still stay in the present?
Now that the only trace-finding weapon - Mo Jiao is dead, what pressure can it exert on Yuan Zhentian?
Only by waiting, when they run out of stock and take the initiative to come out to find food, will they have a chance of revenge! "Fellow Daoist Yin Gui, please be sorry! Let's gather our people and quickly hollow out this mountain to be serious! The pressure from the Five Elements Sect in the past has suddenly shifted to our shoulders. We must defend the high-level desolate beasts in the inner circle, I have to prevent other sects from coveting, and I have to guard against the counterattack of the Five Elements Sect, when I think of these, I feel a little bit burnt!"

Those who can cultivate to the peak of Golden Immortal are all cunning and cunning with extraordinary minds.

Master Yingui forced himself to calm down, he put away the tattered corpse of the ghost dragon, performed a freezing technique, and stuffed it into the storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist Sword Spirit, the old man's considerations are a bit off! It seems that the mountain protection formation must be rebuilt! The monsters in the inner circle are really not something you and I can confront directly. There is no formation to hide and protect, and there may be nothing. I can't get it! Forget it, I will report to the suzerain of this sect, and send the formation master over as soon as possible!"

Jian Lingzi nodded, without any objection: "We are all in the same boat, let's help each other! Our sect will do our best, and it's a race against time again!"

At this time, in Qianzhang underground, in a spacious meeting hall, Ye Jianling, Zhuo Shan, and Tian Luoqi sat side by side with more than 20 real immortals in the middle and late stages of the Five Elements Sect, and four golden immortal masters.

There's no way, Ye Jianling's cultivation doesn't look high, and there's no way for others to find out his real cultivation.

He said it was the early stage of true immortality, so it was fine, and the great power of Jinxian had no objection!
Who told him not only to save everyone, but also to kill the ghost dragon boy in the mid-Golden Immortal stage and severely wound the mighty Mo Jiao?

Of the Jinxian present here, only Yuan Zhentian has that strength, right?