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The Ye family and the Yang family listened to Shen Feng's advice and began to sort out their cultivation resources overnight, preparing to go to seclusion for a while.

......

Time is in a hurry.

Next.

When the sun is gradually rising in the east.

After a night of non-stop flying in the sky, Shen Feng was already very far away from Xiaoyao Valley.

You must know that he maintains the peak of his speed all the time, but the speed of the huge cyan wood block is getting faster and faster, until now, he can't feel the breath of the cyan wood block at all.

Shen Feng's figure paused in the sky, his perception was extremely outward, and after a while, he barely guessed a direction, and his figure continued to fly in the sky.

About a few more hours passed.

Shen Feng's figure paused again, this time he couldn't even guess which direction it might be, his brows were furrowed more and more, and his perception had been in a state of outwardness.

All of a sudden.

A look of doubt flashed across his face, and his gaze looked to the direction to his right, completely spreading his perception to this direction.

He felt several familiar auras in this direction, and under the careful induction, a touch of joy appeared on his face, these auras belonged to Jia Longxuan, Gu Hengyuan and others.

When they first came to the Nether from the Earth, Jia Shouhong, Jia Zheyan, Jia Longxuan and Ding Wangyun of the Three Divine Palaces, as well as Gu Hengyuan of the Fish Dragon Gate, they entered the black box where the undead demon scorpion was located, and came to the lower realm with the undead demon scorpion.

Because they are in the same black box, these people must have been teleported to the same place.

It's just that he can't even feel the existence of the breath of the immortal demon scorpion, and the breath of Jia Shouhong and the others is also very weak, what's going on?

There was no hesitation.

Shen Feng's figure flew rapidly in the direction of the right.

......

Meanwhile.

On a mine that is still a long distance away from Shen Feng.

I saw that the mine was extremely red, and there was steaming heat coming out of it, and the temperature around it was extremely hot.

This is a Heavenly Flame Stone Mine, which currently belongs to the Blood Soul Demon Sect.

This Blood Soul Demon Sect is the head of all the demon sects in the Nether Realm, and the power of its sect is naturally beyond doubt.

The exercises cultivated by the Blood Soul Demon Sect need to absorb the Tianyan Stone every once in a while, otherwise the monks under its sect will go crazy because of the exercises, and only the energy in the Tianyan Stone can suppress the deficiencies of this exercise.

Therefore, wherever there is a Heavenly Flame Stone Mine, the Blood Soul Demon Sect will almost not let it go.

On top of this mine.

There are ragged monks, holding special stone drilling tools in their hands, and they are constantly digging the Tianyan stone in the mine.

These people were slaves captured by the Blood Soul Demon Sect, and almost all of them were scattered cultivators between the foundation building period and the spirit devouring period.

Although the Blood Soul Demon Sect is the head of the Nether Demon Sect, they will not be stupid enough to arrest the disciples of the Righteous Path Sect and make slaves for them.

As for these loose practices, it doesn't matter.

How could the people of the Righteous Path Sect come to war with the Blood Soul Demon Sect for these loose cultivators! After all, the Blood Soul Demon Sect could easily condense the rest of the Demon Sect, and this would eventually turn into a tragic battle between the Righteous Path and the Demon Path, and the result would only be a defeat for both sides.

Therefore, the Righteous Path Sect will not start a war with the Blood Soul Demon Sect for these loose cultivators, and these loose cultivators are not people in their sect, they will not sacrifice their own interests to come and rescue these loose cultivators who were captured by the Blood Soul Demon Sect as slaves.

The scattered cultivators who were captured here as slaves, they didn't dare to gather together to resist at all, there were a group of monks from the Blood Soul Demon Sect stationed here, among which the strongest cultivator was in the early stage of the Tribulation, how could they resist.

There was once a loose cultivator who wanted to escape from here, but after being discovered, he was directly skinned by the monks of the Blood Soul Demon Sect, and his cultivation was abolished, and he died after being exposed to the sun for several days.

Anyway, the scattered cultivators who wanted to escape ended up with no good end, and over time, no scattered cultivators dared to escape.

I saw these loose cultivators who had been captured as slaves, walking barefoot on the mines.

The temperature in the mine was extremely high, and some of them were low-level cultivators, and smoke would come out from under their feet with every step they took.

The monks of the Blood Soul Demon Sect were guarding the four sides of the mine, and they looked at the scattered cultivators in the mine in cold blood, and a cold smile always appeared on the corner of their mouths.

Many cultivators who are low-level cultivators, and if they don't mine the Tianyan Stone for a long time, their feet will be eroded by the heat poison, and the last two legs will slowly rot.

For this kind of person, he was naturally directly thrown by the people of the Blood Soul Demon Sect to feed the demon beasts.

At the foot of the mine were houses were built, and the low, dilapidated houses were used for slaves to rest at night.

A piece of ground was vacated in the middle of these houses, where disobedient slaves were executed.

Saw.

At this time, this execution field is on.

An old man with white hair, a chapped face, and a weak breath was tied to a cross log.

His cloudy eyes looked at the sky, his face showed a touch of despair, and he whispered in a hoarse voice, "It seems that we can't wait to meet Senior Shen again!"

This old man is Jia Shouhong, the Supreme Elder of the Three Divine Palaces of the Earth.

Of course, beside Jia Shouhong, there were several cross pieces of wood, on which Gu Hengyuan, Jia Zheyan, Jia Longxuan and Ding Wangyun were tied.

Before.

They did come to the Nether with the undead scorpion, but in an accident, they were separated from the undead scorpion.

At first, it was not difficult to survive in the Nether, they believed that as long as they lived well and waited patiently, they would always wait for the arrival of Senior Shen.

Just once unintentionally.

They accidentally provoked the disciples of the Blood Soul Demon Sect, and then, they were captured and became slaves of the Blood Soul Demon Sect, and they have been slaves of the Blood Soul Demon Sect for two hundred years.

This time it was because a disciple of the Blood Soul Demon Sect looked at Jia Longxuan unpleasantly and wanted to kill Jia Longxuan, and in the end, Jia Shouhong, Gu Hengyuan and the others all resisted and killed the disciple of the Blood Soul Demon Sect.

And of course, they were also taken down by the strong people stationed here, and in order to make an example of the monkeys, it was decided to execute Jia Shouhong and others at noon today.

Jia Longxuan, Gu Hengyuan and the others were all dying, their bodies were covered with deep wounds, after they came to the Netherworld, they did see a more magnificent world of immortal cultivation, but they didn't expect that they would end up like this in the end.

It was getting closer and closer to noon.

Their faces showed a tragic look of despair, but they never regretted choosing to come to the fairy world, although this place is more cruel than the earth, and the monks here are more cold-blooded than the earth, but this is their own choice.

Jia Longxuan's lips were very dry, his mind recalled the things he had been on the earth, his eyes were staring directly at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, and the corners of his mouth wanted to tear apart a curvature, but it hurt terribly: "Are we really going to die?"