Regarding the white-clothed ghost shadow group of Luoxia Mountain that Yi Meng said, Zhuo Bufan didn't care.

What he cares about is the Thunderbolt Mine that Immon said!

According to Yimeng, the ghost family has been producing thunderbolt ore for the Ghost Emperor, one of the four emperors of the southern country!

This white-clothed ghost troupe is equivalent to the identity of an overseer.

As for the ghost family's disaster, why the white-clothed ghost shadow group did not come forward, Zhuo Bufan is unknown.

"This thunderbolt mine is supposed to be an explosive similar to gunpowder. ”

Zhuo Bufan knew that there were many strange things in this world, so he could completely understand such things as Thunderbolt Mine.

"The thunderbolt mine that the three brothers of the ghost family are willing to use even themselves must be rare!"

Zhuo Bufan thought about it.

When he took the girls of the mad girl group to Luoxia Mountain.

As far as the eye could see, under the reflection of the setting sun, the mountains were full of slaves who were mining.

The entire mining area is still operating normally and working normally.

"What's the matter?"

Zhuo Bufan has already liberated all the slaves in Tianhuo City, and logically speaking, all the slaves of the ghost family should also be liberated.

However, in this Luoxia Mountain mining area, there are still some labor slaves all over the mountains, who are suffering and oppressed.

In addition to the Ranu, there were many people in white cloaks.

They were whipping the slaves who were slacking off the slack.

"This Luoxia Mountain is far away from Tianhuo City, and there is a resurrection spring behind Luoxia Mountain. ”

"After the slaves here die, they will not be resurrected in Tianhuo City, but will be resurrected behind Luoxia Mountain. ”

"So, it's a separate place. ”

"This Luoxia Mountain Mining Area belonged to the territory of Tianhuo City a long time ago, but then the Ghost Family occupied this area. ”

"The ghost family sold it to the Bad Ghost Emperor City, it can be said that the current Luoxia Mountain belongs to the Ghost Emperor City thousands of miles away, and it is completely controlled by the Ghost Shadow Troupe. ”

After Yi Meng's explanation, Zhuo Bufan knew the gray area of Luoxia Mountain.

"So, if our mad sect attacks the white-clothed ghost shadow group, will we still be nameless?"

Zhuo Bufan suddenly thought of this question.

The purpose of their mad sect's expedition at the beginning was to sweep away all the wild groups that existed in the territory of Heavenly Fire City.

However, Luoxia Mountain, where this ghost shadow group is located, is not the territory of Tianhuo City, and he, the lord of Tianhuo City, has no right to interfere.

However, Zhuo Bufan has already taken a fancy to the Perak mine in Luoxia Mountain.

What's more, his desire to free the slaves has become stronger and stronger.

"Sect Master, then why don't we attack Luoxia Mountain and reintegrate this gray area into the territory of Heavenly Fire City?"

Iemon suddenly proposed.

After Zhuo Bufan heard this, he looked at Yimeng thoughtfully.

He found that Imon was now becoming more and more proactive.

There must be a lot of stories about this girl.

"Aren't you worried about the Ghost Emperor behind this Ghost Shadow Troupe?"

Zhuo Bufan asked with a smile.

The Ghost Emperor is the overlord-level figure of the four great imperial cities in the south, and the legendary ninth-order Yan Nu.

To be honest, with the ninth-order fight, Zhuo Bufan doesn't seem to be much sure now.

Although his divine power was powerful, when he was fighting against the Seventh Order, Zhuo Bufan had already found that he was about to touch the ceiling.

With his current divine power, he can deal with the eighth-order Yan Nu at most, and fight against the ninth-order, I am afraid that the demon will go all out and empty the storage of divine power.

Of course, this does not mean that Zhuo Bufan is afraid of the Ghost Emperor.

He just looked at Imon's reaction.

When Yimeng heard this, he replied firmly.

"In order to fulfill your dream, Imeng, who is the master of the door, is not afraid of the sky falling apart!"

When Yimeng said this, Zhuo Bufan was a little shocked.

This Yimeng, obviously, really wants him to confess his loyalty.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan felt the divine power of faith brought to him by Yimeng, and it suddenly skyrocketed.

Looking at Yi Meng again, Zhuo Bufan reached out and touched her face, and then smiled indifferently.

"Okay, go ahead, lay a brilliant mountain and river for this seat!"

Zhuo Bufan wanted to see how far Yi Meng would go for him.

Zhuo Bufan at that moment had not yet discovered that he had unconsciously carried a trace of evil charm on his body.

When Immon heard this, he turned away, and then drew the long sword at his waist.

Trench coat hunting, heroic posture, drawing a sword and singing-

"All obey the order, dismount, draw your sword!"

Yimeng was like a female god of war, with incomparable domineering majesty, and as soon as her voice fell, all the girls on the hillside jumped off their horses.

Then they drew their swords.

But seeing that Yi Meng put the long sword in front of his eyes, a pair of beautiful eyes showed an extremely determined look.

"Fight for the Lord!"

As soon as the words fell, all the mad female disciples raised their swords and swore an oath!

"Fight for the Lord!"

This kind of gesture full of ritual made the blood in Zhuo Bufan's body burn.

"Kill!"

As Yi Meng shouted the word kill, all the female disciples raised their swords, surging the power of the slave seal, and with an incomparably magnificent and fierce momentum, they killed towards the Luoxia Mountain in front of them.

Zhuo Bufan stood on the hillside, smiling at the group of girls who fought bloodily for him.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan actually had an inexplicable vanity.

"Little potato, go help!"

This time, Zhuo Bufan allowed Xiao Tudou to play.

For a while, the little potato turned into a sandstorm giant and went towards the entire Luoxia Mountain.

However, this battle was obviously not as easy as Zhuo Bufan imagined.

In the white-clothed ghost shadow group, there were actually two sixth-order masters.

One of them was on par with the Sandstorm Giants.

The other person actually suppressed Yimeng and Su'er, who were also sixth-order.

Although Imon and Su'er are both sixth-order, they don't have a lot of combat experience.

The other party is one against two, and he does not fall behind.

And what is even more surprising is that their armament is extremely powerful.

The Perak Mine was really as Zhuo Bufan had guessed, like a grenade, blasting the entire mountain range and bombarding loudly.

Zhuo Bufan naturally wouldn't see his girl group threatened with death.

He constantly rescues the girls who have the power of their lives.

"Is this Perak? good, very powerful!"

Zhuo Bufan was shocked to find that the power of this thunderbolt ore was even greater than he imagined, and the power of each fist-sized thunderbolt was equivalent to one percent of his divine power.

Seeing that the girl group was struggling, Zhuo Bufan finally decided to do it.

......

Bang!

The white-clothed man of the sixth order raised the yellow sand in his hand and knocked Xu'er away with one palm.

The fluffy that flew upside down was picked up by Zhuo Bufan.

"Are you alright?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at Su'er and said.

It's the second time he's done this, and the last time was when Su'er was chased and killed by the wolf cavalry.

was rescued by Zhuo Bufan again, and Su'er hurriedly replied.

"I'm fine!"

"I'm sorry master, I disappointed you!"

Su'er was trained hard by Zhuo Bufan, because Zhuo Bufan found that she was a natural warrior.

So I pinned my hopes on her.

After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan touched her head and said.

"You've done a great job. Next, leave it to me!"

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he suddenly turned into a white light and shadow, shuttling through the battlefield.

Then he quickly rushed to the sixth-order white-clothed man.

The other party was wearing a white cloak, a white mask, and a pair of cold eyes, looking Zhuo Bufan.

"Who are you, dare to come to Luoxia Mountain to make trouble?"

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he motioned to Yimeng on the side to retreat.

"I'll take back what belongs to my Heavenly Fire City. ”

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