Demon Dragon

When Jin Lin arrived at the basin, the spaceship was still parked there. It was dozens of meters long and seemed to be able to accommodate at least dozens of people. Now that the boat is empty, it seems that the people on the boat should have entered the “cave”, that is, the cave of the earth spirits. Jin Lin was even more suspicious. Earthlings seemed so primordial and backward, would they also have a relationship with people on this spaceship? He quietly flew into the cave.

It didn’t take long for him to see five people flying in the cave in front of him. Sure enough, they were cultivators! Their cultivation bases, two are Golden Core Realm, two are Nascent Soul Realm, and the lead one is Primordial Spirit mid-term. With Jin Lin’s current cultivation base, following them behind, as long as he doesn’t “show” his figure and is directly seen by the other side, the other side’s Divine Sense simply can’t find him.

Those people seem to have been here before, and now they are familiar with the road, and they have come directly to the place where the earthlings live.

“Wow, wow.” A Golden Core Realm cultivator came to the center of the venue and shouted, he actually knew the language of these earthlings.

Judging from the limited information that Jin Lin had in the past few days’ conversation with the Earthlings, this Golden Core Realm’s cultivator should call everyone out to gather. [

Sure enough, when I heard the sound, the nearby earth spirits all rushed over. When they saw the five cultivators, they hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed on the ground, and murmured of which.

“Tell them to bring this year’s harvest,” said the Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator.

“Yes, Martial Uncle.” The Golden Core Realm cultivator replied respectfully, and then started talking to the local spirits again. It seemed that this Golden Core Realm cultivator was acting as a translator.

After he said these words, the patriarch Gucci of the earth spirit hurriedly indicated that several young earth spirits carried several large and small baskets.

“Just a little something?” Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator frowned, clearly dissatisfied.

“Martial Uncle, they say this year’s harvest is all here.” Golden Core cultivator explained, “The big baskets are earth spirit dust, and the two small baskets are earth spirit. Essence.”

“Didn’t find any earth spirit crystals? Not at all?” asked the Primordial Spirit cultivator.

“No. And there are only two small baskets of earth spirit essence, one third less than our requirement of three baskets a year.” Golden Core cultivator said, “They said that there are a lot of earth spirit dust, These baskets were just brought up first.”

“The dust of the earth spirit is almost enough, why do I need so much?” The Primordial Spirit cultivator was obviously very unhappy.

Jin Lin hid behind a stone pillar and could hear it clearly. Only then did Jin Lin realize that the Tuling Mote ore vein was mined by the Tuling people for the cultivators. Judging from the attitude of these cultivators, the Tuling people were almost regarded as slaves.

“Martial Uncle.” A Nascent Soul cultivator interjected, “I don’t think these slaves will work hard if you don’t give them some color.”

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“It makes sense.” The Primordial Spirit cultivator nodded, “Kill the old and the skinny and frighten them. Keep the young and strong, and tell them to continue mining.”

“Yes, Martial Uncle.” The Nascent Soul cultivator showed a bloodthirsty look on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed Gucci Elder.

Other earthlings looked at patriarch with panic. There were a few young earth spirits who were eager to have a try and wanted to rush out, but were held down by the older earth spirits next to them.

“Little monster, stop him.” Liu Yiyun shouted anxiously in the Illusory Spirit Bead.

“Don’t worry, look at me.”

Guru was about to rush out when suddenly Jin Lin’s voice sounded in his mind: “Don’t worry.”

Hearing Jin Lin’s words, Guru immediately shrank back, his face revealed with joy. At the same time, Guru asked in his mind, “Is it Sir Divine Envoy back?”

“Well, don’t worry, I will help you deal with them. Besides, you can’t beat them, don’t be too Impulsive.”[

“Yes, Sir Divine Envoy.”

“Are these the Great Immortals you’re talking about?”

“Yes .”

It turns out that the so-called Great Immortal is the cultivator, or, in other words, the slave foreman who “forces” these earthlings to mine.

The Nascent Soul cultivator slapped Gucci patriarch with a palm, Gucci had closed his eyes and his body was shaking.

A groan sounded, and a man fell. It was not the patriarch that fell, but the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Jin Lin appeared in the middle of the field, holding the dragon tooth dagger in his hand, and with a single stroke, the Yuan Ying cultivator Lian Yuan Ying was killed before he could escape. Jin Lin casually kicked the cultivator’s corpse away. The corpse hit the rock wall in the distance, and then fell, like a dead fish, lying on the ground, unable to move anymore.

The incident happened suddenly, and the people in the arena didn’t even realize what was going on.

“Who are you?” The Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator stared at Jin Lin who suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. The person in front of him can suddenly appear in front of him, and this strength is likely to be higher than him. And the person in front of him is so neat and decisive, killing a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in an instant is obviously not easy to deal with.

“You don’t care who I am, you are unlucky when you meet me.” Jin Lin’s tone was cold.

These cultivators have probably slaughtered quite a few people. Although he and the earthlings are not related but not related, but after all, they have been together for a while, and they can’t watch them being killed in front of him. This kind of no effort at all, if you can help, you still have to help.

Seeing that the companion was killed, another Yuan Ying cultivator and two Golden Core cultivators immediately pulled out their own Flying Sword and pointed at Jin Lin.

“Want to do it? Come on.” Jin Lin tilted his head slightly and squinted at them with disdain in his eyes.

The Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator hesitated for a while, as if he was estimating the strength gap between himself and the opponent. In the end, he did not dare to do anything, but stopped his subordinates.

“My friend, I respect you as a powerhouse. My Martial Nephew fell into your hands today, and it is his life. Please forgive me if we inadvertently offended you.” Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator actually said this remark.

“Martial Uncle?” The three men looked at him in surprise. Obviously, the three of them are not as clear as the Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator, they just know that Jin Lin’s strength is higher than them, but they don’t know that it is stronger than their Martial Uncle.

The Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator gestured to stop the three of them.

“However, my friend, you may not know that we belong to Wei Lanxing Heiyan Chamber of Commerce! I hope this friend will not act impulsive and offend our Chamber of Commerce, which is really an unwise move. Today’s incident, I can pretend it never happened.” The Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator said these words, then waved, “Let’s go.”

This guy is very decisive, knowing that he can’t beat him, but even Martial Nephew could endure being killed. As for Wei Lanxing, Heiyan Chamber of Commerce, what is that? Jin Lin frowned.