ps. Thank you for the 10,000 reward of Happy Bright friends, and I also congratulate you for becoming the fifth helmsman of the miners, and also thank all the book friends who have been silently supporting the old customers, the old customers bowed, not to say, only the addition can express my gratitude, at three o'clock in the afternoon!

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At this time, it is not a good time to mine, once the thorn demon can't withstand the attack of the demon vine, he will not have any good fruit to eat. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It is estimated that digging up the ancestral roots of goblins is no different from digging up human ancestral graves, and the anger caused is the same.

As it continued to descend rapidly, the cave also began to change direction, making countless turns in a row, and the sound of the battle between the thorn demon and the demon vine outside was completely inaudible.

What Yang Ling saw in front of his eyes had become a colorful spar world, with ores of various colors densely inlaid on the rock walls of the cave, and under the reflection of colorful light, it seemed to be a gem country in a fairy tale.

Among them, each piece is a valuable high-grade ore, and every piece put on the earth will be a priceless peerless jade, and it is also a rare mineral that can never be found on the earth.

Yang Ling believed that even in the universe, these ores must be very rare.

Because of the huge ore star, he has never dug up a piece of ore above the third level.

If only the system could fuse this cavern into it!

Yang Ling looked at the magnificent light in front of him that was constantly flowing like colorful clouds, and his saliva was dripping all the way.

On the detector, a small green dot is getting closer and closer.

But the road in front of him was at the end, countless huge colorful spars blocked the cave, after Yang Ling turned on the detector, in the stereoscopic projection, a huge colored tree stump was less than a hundred meters in front of him.

"It's good that Lao Tzu is a miner!"

Yang Ling jumped down from the flying sword with an easy face, and with a shake of his hand, a pair of mechanical arms were put on his arm, and then he was full of vitality and rushed into the mechanical arm, and grabbed the colorful spar fiercely.

"Boom~"

The cave shook with a loud noise, and a white light shone out from his forehead like a searchlight, and the sound of "ding" suddenly sounded in his mind like a rainstorm, and the ore information rolled out like water on the light curtain in front of him.

"Flame Crystal Ore, purity 78, worth 550,000 Star Coins;"

"Tianxin Blue Crystal, purity 82, worth 680,000 Star Coins;"

……

Yang Ling's rapid excavation was much faster than in the third-level spirit stone pit, and he was almost advancing in the ore pile. He couldn't even remember how much ore he had dug up, except that when he dug it through, the fourth star had increased its brightness a lot.

According to Yang Ling's estimate, if he dug like this for a month, he would definitely reach the fourth level of consummation.

Suddenly, a huge colorful pit appeared in front of him.

The pit is nearly a kilometer in circumference, all of which are composed of spars of various colors, and there is a super stump with a diameter of about 200 meters growing at the bottom of the pit, like a colorful jade pillar standing at the bottom of the pit, and the surrounding spars emit different energies, undulating and fluctuating like a tide, converging into a majestic breath rolling to the bottom of the pit and pouring into the huge stump.

The stump is about 300 meters high, and the whole body is composed of seven colors: white, black, red, purple, blue, green and yellow, the color is gorgeous, twisted into a strange and weird spiral pattern, and the top shows traces of tearing and breaking, as if the vine was torn off by something.

From the bottom to the top, four branches with a diameter of nearly 30 meters were born from different color stripes, which were purple, yellow, blue, and green, and these four branches pierced into the surrounding spar rock wall from different directions.

On the huge stump, there are no branches on the stripes of the other three colors, but there are arms thick and two meters high and a bulge in red, like a young shoot.

It seems that this is the ancestral root of the demon vine.

Although Yang Ling could no longer hear the sound coming from the cave at this time, he guessed that there was an extremely terrifying battle going on outside.

However, this battle was about to end, and Yang Ling took out the demon bone of the assassin demon from the ring with his hand.

With the appearance of the demon bones, a very violent energy fluctuation suddenly rippled in the entire cave, especially those fiery red flame crystal ores all vibrated with it, and streams of invisible hot aura rolled towards the demon bones.

And the demon bone also seemed to feel this energy, and it vibrated desperately in Yang Ling's hands, Yang Ling suddenly felt dizzy, his vitality and divine soul burned almost at the same time, and his divine consciousness began to be chaotic like a paste.

No, I can't hold on.

Yang Ling couldn't help but let go of his hand, and the demon bone turned into a streamer and rushed towards the stump.

"Bang~"

The demon bone slammed into the stump, and it was good to stick it on the raised red shoot.

At this moment, Yang Ling had a creepy feeling, how could it be such a coincidence? Why did this demon bone just combine so well with the red sprout?

Oops, Lao Tzu seems to have been fooled!

Yang Ling suddenly came back to his senses, and a cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Almost at the same time, at the red branches on the ancestral root of the demon vine, a phantom began to slowly condense, and in less than a few seconds, it turned into a fiery red thorn, and a large amount of fiery energy around the cave began to gather towards the thorn, and soon, this thorn began to grow a large number of thick and fiery red roots, densely wound around the big stump and four rattans.

Yang Ling watched all this quietly, now whether the Thorn Demon was lying to him or not, he needed to see if the Thorn Demon could finally find a way to leave this place.

A large number of fiery red roots continued to wrap around the four magic vines, and the four magic vines began to twist and shake violently, as if they had been greatly stimulated, and a large number of spars fell off the surrounding rock walls, and fell into the pit like rain.

Yang Ling was already a little numb at this time, no matter how much ore was good, he couldn't enter the system, he couldn't go back to the earth, everything was in vain, so he turned a blind eye to the various ores flying all over him.

The thorny root system soon wrapped the entire huge stump around like a super large rice dumpling.

"Hahahaha~"

A wild laugh sounded in the cave, and the figure of the thorn demon was revealed among the thorns, he stood on the top of the ancestral vine, holding a pitch-black staff, the flame mark in the center of his eyebrows was dazzling, his hair and robes were fluttering, and he looked at Yang Ling condescendingly like a god.

"Friends of the human race, the Demon Vine Ancestral Root has been controlled by me, thank you for your help!"

Yang Ling took a few steps in front of the Thorn Demon and said excitedly, "Then can we leave here now?"

"Of course you can, but it's just that I can leave, this little demon world has gathered all the treasures of our troll clan back then, and in order to compensate you for your help, I will leave them all to you......" A sly smile appeared on the Thorn Demon's handsome face. (To be continued.) )