Chapter 381: Flying Sword Magical Treasure

Wang Changan asked about Da Zhuang and found out that Da Zhuang had not dug any extremely cold ore today.

"It's not just me, there are tribesmen who can't dig it out every day. If they dig it out, they have to give it to Xiaofeng, Xiaoning and the others first. They are too young and can't bear the whipping."

"The Hanshan tribe is simply crazy. Xiaofeng and Xiaoning are only seven or eight years old. They are waiting to die for whatever ore can be dug out in this mine."

"Brother Da Zhuang, I'll give these to you. You can tell the tribesmen and ask them to dig with me. You will definitely be able to dig them out."

"Xiao An, how could you dig so many ores, thirteen pieces in total."

Da Zhuang looked excited. Many tribesmen were injured because they could not pay the ore.

Soon, Da Zhuang also led Wang Changan to find some tribesmen.

Wang Changan also knew that there were only more than a thousand surviving tribesmen.

The youngest is Wang Xiaoning, this girl is only seven years old.

There are not many young people left in the clan. Only one-half of the more than 2,000 people are left.

The little girl's small face was covered with black mud and stone powder, but her eyes were very bright.

The tribe would rather go hungry than let these little guys go hungry.

Wang Changan led dozens of tribesmen to make rapid progress, finding enough ore every day and even having a surplus.

According to Wang Changan's idea, following the direction of the ore, the tribesmen will dig out more and more ore every day.

Wang Changan used the ore to build up his strength. Now, his strength is close to two thousand kilograms.

After the millstone absorbs the essence of the ore, it will turn into black and white energy and blend into every inch of flesh and blood. Wang Changan's physique is rapidly transforming.

Wang Changan felt that by absorbing spiritual iron ore and cultivating, his physical body would most likely be strengthened to this extent.

The small body contains terrifying power.

Wang Changan also learned some skills from the older generation.

Xinggu also has several exercises, among which Changchun Gong is the most outstanding.

Although it is superficial, Wang Changan already knows the general situation of the Blood Aperture Realm.

As long as he is given some time and based on his understanding of martial arts in his previous life, he will definitely be able to create a set of blood orifice realm techniques.

They contacted the tribesmen along the way and dug out huge amounts of ore.

Wang Changan took a large amount of ore every day to practice. Although the clan members did not know why, they had absolute trust in Wang Changan.

Wang Changan meditated every day to deduce the skills, until the millstone in his Dantian moved. On the millstone, a human body's tendons appeared, and nine accurate blood orifices emerged.

Every blood orifice contains endless energy and blood, and the energy and blood are overwhelming. Such a monk is absolutely powerful.

Wang Changan did not rush to break through, but found the clan elder.

Today, the highest surviving clan member is this generation, Wang Changan's grandfather. There are only four surviving clan members.

All four of them have embarked on the spiritual path.

In particular, the boss, Wang Xiahou, once reached the seventh orifice in cultivation, which is considered a great master in this small tribe.

Now they are all injured, but they still explained many doubts to Wang Changsheng.

"Xiao An, our tribe's Changchun Kung Fu is too crude. Once you reach the seventh orifice, it will be difficult to break through."

Wang Xiahou said that even if Wang Changan can lead his people to find a large amount of ore, practicing is different from finding ore.

"Yes, Xiao An, the Hanshan tribe is far more powerful than we thought."

Wang Xiaer interrupted.

"The techniques they master are far more powerful than ours, and they can even practice to a level above the blood orifice."

"Their killings and conquests over the years were not just for the Hanshan Mine, but also to truly destroy other tribes."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I understand."

Wang Changan still got to know some others, such as the Owl Wolf Cavalry who guarded the Hanshan Mine.

There are four hundred of them in total, and the ones with the highest cultivation level have reached the Nine Apertures.

The most cultivated ones are called the wolves, and each of them commands a hundred riders.

After all, Nuo Da's Hanshan Mine has tens of thousands of slave miners, but they can't stand up to these mere 400 owl wolf riders.

The difference in cultivation level is too great. Jiu Qiao has a strength of nine thousand kilograms. Ordinary people will be killed by one move and have no ability to resist.

That night,

Hundreds of people died inexplicably in the mine next door.

When the news spread, the Owl Wolf Riders were dispatched, but in the end, the Owl Wolf Riders had to withdraw from the mine.

Many people died in the Owl Wolf Cavalry. Wang Changan took a look from a distance and saw that those corpses were not only filled with death aura, but also had a kind of energy.

Are there ghosts in this cave?

Although they didn’t know what it was, they asked the Hanshan tribe to seal a mine and ordered no one to come near it.

"Xiao An, have you heard? Last night, the owl wolf killed more than thirty people. There are corpses resurrected in the mountains. I heard that the green-mouthed fangs killed many people."

Zombies?

Although this place is cold and cold,

But it's not some unparalleled evil. Even if it's a zombie, it can kill more than thirty owl wolf riders?

"Brother Da Zhuang, tell the clansmen not to disperse, but to gather all the clansmen together."

Although Wang Changan didn't believe it, he was still worried about the safety of his tribe.

These days of contact made him feel a huge sense of belonging.

In his previous life, he was alone. Apart from his master, he had no other family members in his life.

"Okay, last night, Uncle Qingluo's people also gathered with us."

"Xiao An, tell me, are there really ghosts in this mine?"

"I don't think it's that simple. Let the clan members stay close to the entrance of the mine when they rest. If something happens, they can escape."

"Um."

Wang Changan turned around and went back to the depths of the mine. He returned to the place where he had smashed through and observed carefully that there was nothing strange.

Wang Changan followed his courage and walked over. The brazier in the mine tunnel was still lit.

Wang Changan was very careful. He felt the flow of the earth's qi and saw a trace of red light. Following the trace of red light, Wang Changan followed.

Along the way, he saw a lot of blood and even the corpse of the owl wolf. Wang Changan looked at the wound.

Sure enough, it was not a corpse transformation. The wound was smooth and flat, as if it was cut open by a sword.

The bones of the owl wolf are very hard. The weapon that can cut half of the body with a sword is definitely not ordinary iron.

Wang Changan suddenly understood that with the technique of looking at the qi, the red light should be the treasure.

Wang Changan was very sure that something different was dug out of this mine.

It is very likely that a treasure was dug out. It was not the corpse transformation that killed people, but the treasure that killed people.

Wang Changan carefully tracked it down, chasing in different mines, and finally stopped in a mine.

As soon as he stopped, Wang Changan saw a figure disappear, and then an ancient sword chopped forward, and Wang Changan turned over and escaped.

Ding,

The ancient sword slashed directly on the stone,

With one sword, the stone was split into two.

Wow, this sword is definitely extraordinary.

Swish,

The ancient sword shot back, Wang Changan looked at it, the sword was dazzling.

He was suddenly shocked, the Fangyi sword in his previous life only had a green aura.

Purple is the most respected color among the pearly colors, but in fact, Wang Changan has only seen one, that is green.

In the records of the Earth Sect,

above green is red, and above red is gold.

Swish, the sword shadow rushed over, Wang Changan's blood surged, and his body strength burst out, hitting the sword off the mark.

One man and one sword, a fierce battle began,

This sword is extremely fast, but the power is not very great, such a treasure should not be like this.

Thinking about it, Wang Changan remembered the figure he saw just now, although it was fast, he should not have seen it wrong.

"Don't play tricks. You can't show much strength with such a valuable treasure. The battle last night must have backfired on you. You can't hold on for long."

"Come out, let's talk. I was also captured by them to mine. If you don't come out, you will have no chance tomorrow when the strong men of the Hanshan tribe arrive."

"Hmph, how do you know I exist?"

"If this ancient artifact is really spiritual, with its power, let alone killing people, it can even split the entire mine with one sword."

"Hey, kid, you have good knowledge."

"It's good to know. Don't play tricks. Let's talk and deal with him."

Silence.

After Wang Changan finished speaking, the ancient sword stopped stabbing Wang Changan, and a piece of stone moved and turned into a human, about the same size as Wang Changan.

Before this, there was no difference between this stone and Wang Changan, which surprised him. There are all kinds of things in the world.

The little boy looked like an ordinary person, but his eyes were blood-red, and he looked quite imposing and proud.

These blood-red eyes reminded Wang Changan of a rabbit eating carrots, but the boy's pupils suddenly turned into normal ones.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the heroic figure of Lord Rabbit?"

The little boy was not afraid either, he casually picked up the ancient sword, shrunk it and held it in his hand.

"Are you a rabbit demon?" Wang Changan asked.

"What rabbit demon? You don't have any sense. Boy, Lord Rabbit is the Taiyin Demon Rabbit, the bloodline of the ancient demon king."

The little boy roared out, looking very arrogant.

"Boy, you are pretty good, you have some skills, do you want to hang out with Master Rabbit? I promise you will have good food and drinks."

"You are the one who is about to be beaten into rabbit meat and roasted, and you are still bragging?"

"Don't worry, don't worry. If Master Rabbit hadn't transformed not long ago, how could they allow them to be so presumptuous? Wait for me to revive the blood of the Demon King. You are just ants, and Master Rabbit will trample them to death."

"Demon King blood, you are like this?" Wang Changan said contemptuously.

"Why, boy, you are not convinced?"

"My ancestor, Taiyin Demon King, what kind of person is that? He once established the Heaven and Earth Demon Court. Not to mention this barbarian land, even the heavens are invincible."

"Then you are so weak, do your ancestors know?"

Wang Changan was choked back with a word. Who gave you the confidence to act like a fool in front of me?

"Forget it, I, the future demon king, won't argue with you. Boy, my name is Yin Wudi, what's your name?"

"Wang Changan, Yin Wudi, you are serious about this name."

"Of course, I want to be like my ancestors, domineering and invincible. This name is domineering."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, Yin Wudi, where did you get this sword?"

"Hey, hey. Boy, I don't know you well, don't try to take my treasure."

"I won't try to take you, tell me, let's go and deal with him."

"Oh, boy, you are quite to my taste."