Chapter 1012: The Weak Eat the Strong (Add 1 for the Lord of Yunye Xitang)
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The cave was long and extremely irregular, as if it had been gnawed by something, and the big worm humped the two of them up and down all the way up and down, and crawled forward with a pair of large eyes, which shimmered bright green in the darkness, like two huge searchlights. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Yang Ling was sitting on the back of the big insect, digesting the Soul Rejuvenation Pill that he had just swallowed, and a stream of divine soul breath kept emanating from him, and Long Batian was also gobbling up a piece of the flesh of the Void Realm Yuan Scorpion, which Yang Ling gave him.
Nearly half an hour passed, and Long Batian, who had already eaten a piece of Yuan Scorpion meat of dozens of catties, and was touching his belly and burping, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and his mouth shouted continuously: "Stop, stop, Yang Daoyou, look!"
"What are you looking at?" Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes.
"Xuanjing, Yang Daoyou, look, there are so many Xuanjing!" Long Batian said excitedly, pointing to the cave wall.
Yang Ling swept it with his divine sense, and sure enough, he found that there were a lot of green and black stones on the cave wall, and the radius was only 100 meters, and he saw dozens of them, ranging from large and small, but it was estimated that there were at least hundreds of catties.
Yang Ling then patted the big insect, the big insect immediately stopped and looked back at Yang Ling suspiciously, Yang Ling let go of his divine thoughts and observed the front of the cave, and then threw out a Yuan Scorpion of the Great Perfection of the Divine Yuan Realm from the ring, and the big insect immediately pounced excitedly, opened a pair of thick chelica teeth and tore it.
"What to do with these Xuanjing dug up?" Yang Ling jumped down from the back of the big worm, and slapped a piece of Xuanjing ore with his hand as he spoke.
However, as soon as the palm of his hand touched the rock on the cave wall, the aura in his body suddenly gushed out of his body like a flood that burst the embankment.
What's the situation?
Yang Ling was so frightened that he hurriedly took his hand away and retreated a few steps back, but found that this piece of Xuanjing was still growing on the stone wall, and the surrounding rocks were only slightly broken, and he suddenly felt that his body was cool and cold, and his heart suddenly fell to the navel.
It's a!
If it is so difficult to dig, even if the Xuanjing is piled up in front of him one by one, it is completely insufficient to dig up enough million catties of spiritual energy, and if there is no supplement, he will definitely not be able to hold on for three months.
And Long Batian didn't know the horror in Yang Ling's heart at this time, and said excitedly: "Every year, a bronze giant will appear in front of you, just give it the ore when the time comes!"
Yang Ling didn't say anything after hearing this, but slapped it again, and after losing a lot of spiritual energy, the stones around Xuanjing completely shattered and collapsed, and a piece of blue-green stone the size of a fist rolled to the ground, picked it up and looked at it for half a minute, then frowned and said, "Doesn't that mean that I have to stay in this ghost place for at least a year?"
Long Batian was stunned for a moment and said: "A year is a very short time, some people can't dig a few catties a year, not to mention that if you want to dig enough millions of catties of Xuanjing, it is impossible to have tens of thousands of years, there is a Dao realm trialist in our gathering area, who has been here for more than 100,000 years, and now the realm has fallen to the spirit realm, and he is not far from death, but he hasn't dug enough." ”
Yang Ling nodded with affection, according to the consumption level of this kind of aura, if there is no spiritual replenishment, the spiritual realm will not last long at all, and the virtual realm is definitely not enough, although the Dao realm is ten thousand times stronger than the virtual realm, but it can't withstand the consumption, because here not only to mine, but also to beware of the mining beasts and trialists at any time, fighting is similar to eating and drinking water as usual, it happens every day, and slowly drags it down, and people are completely wasted.
For example, the old man who started to snatch his ring, was slashed by his own Yufu Yuan Cutting Technique, and the ghost place here could not be restored at all, and then he could only wait for death.
Therefore, the weak and the strong exist everywhere, and in this cruel environment, there is an endless stream of them, and the weak can only be killed or enslaved to mine, and they have to be handed in, and there is no chance to escape, just like themselves, they have almost no way to escape from being chased and killed before they have just come and figured out, and they can only escape into this dangerous situation.
"You dig a piece and I'll take a look!" Yang Ling said with a frown, pointing to another piece of Xuanjing ore.
"Good~!"
Long Batian's hand lightly grabbed in front of him, a hoe appeared in his hand, and then he held the hoe with both hands, with a stream of aura emanating out, the hoe "bang" smashed on the cave wall, a burst of gravel splashed, a fist-sized pit appeared on the stone wall, and Long Batian did not stop, one after another seven or eight hoes went down, the Xuanjing ore fell down, the size of a rice bowl, enough to have seven or eight catties, he immediately excitedly dropped the hoe and picked up the ore.
And Yang Ling saw that these hoes went down, and the aura consumed by Long Batian was also very large, even more than the two slaps he had just consumed, but for a void realm powerhouse, it seemed that he was still suffering from the range class, and this hoe seemed to have a certain amplification effect, otherwise such a large piece, no matter how much spiritual energy consumption was doubled, it might not be able to dig it down.
Yang Ling bent down and picked up the hoe to take a closer look, except for the strange style, it looked no different from the hoe used to dig in the countryside, so he asked suspiciously: "Where did this hoe come from?"
"Oh, this was picked up in the mines, and if you're lucky, you can even pick up a pickaxe, but the number is scarce, and it's hard to come across!" Long Batian quickly replied when he came back to his senses.
A few black lines appeared on Yang Ling's forehead, and Nima still had to go to the mine to pick it up, he obviously didn't have this opportunity now, and it was estimated that the entrance to the cave was blocked now.
"Yang Daoyou, there are so many Xuanjing ores here, as long as the mining beasts don't appear, it is estimated that we will be able to dig enough in a few hundred years!" Long Batian said excitedly.
Yang Ling sighed, for hundreds of years, how could people have such good luck, not to mention that they couldn't even wait for a day.
Even after a year, it is estimated that the earth is already in a mess.
"You dig here first, I'm going to rest for a few days to recover, and if there is a situation, notify me in time!" Yang Ling waved his hand and walked to the side of the big insect to find a slightly flatter place to sit down, turned his hand and took out a spirit box, took out two soul recovery pills and swallowed them, then put away the spirit box and closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Long Batian glanced at Yang Ling, licked his mouth, then picked up the hoe and began to dig hard again.
Inside the uneven cave, you can only hear the sound of continuous thumping and gasping from time to time.
Three days passed, and Yang Ling opened his eyes and stood up.
At this time, Long Batian was also meditating dozens of meters away from him, Yang Ling swept it with his divine thoughts, and found that there was a lot less Xuanjing ore on the cave wall, and it was estimated that Long Batian had dug hundreds of catties in the past three days, which was almost his previous year's output.