Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 503 Attack
Blessed land underground.

The entire settlement was in a mess, with the bodies of indigenous people scattered all over the ground.

In a large cave where about a thousand people gathered, after encountering the Kyushu warriors, they, who had not yet reached the upper realm, naturally had no ability to resist at all, and were almost all killed in an instant.

In the center of the cave, Xing Bei and other warriors were among them. Above their heads, there was an extremely thick tree root running across their heads.

The roots of the tree were extremely thick, and it took dozens of people to hug them together. At this time, the roots of the tree were covered with scars and white juice was flowing on them.

Several warriors searched the surroundings, then gathered together and sighed, "We didn't find any black crystals, only these spiritual fruits, and the quantity is too small."

Everyone looked unhappy.

They worked together to destroy such a huge cave, but they didn't even find a piece of black crystal.

The amount of spiritual fruits harvested was not large, and since there were so many of them, there were obviously not enough to share.

At this time, a warrior walked to the huge tree root, took out a container from the small object, and collected the white juice.

"This is a spiritual tree. Those spiritual fruits are grown on this tree. Although the spiritual energy contained is a little worse, it is better than nothing."

"It has been more than half a month since I entered the blessed land for the first time. Apart from encountering a few strange underground creatures, I have gained nothing."

"If we really can't find anything in the end, we can take these spiritual liquids back and sell some talisman jades."

Everyone present was an upper-level warrior, and everyone had a large amount of talisman jade deposits. However, the trip to the blessed land only happened once every three hundred years, and if they gained nothing, they would inevitably be ridiculed by others when they left.

Soon, more than a dozen people lay on the thick roots of the spiritual tree, slowly collecting the white juice.

Xing Bei looked at the small bottle of spiritual liquid he had collected in his hand, without the slightest smile on his face.

Compared to the outside world, these spiritual liquids are indeed precious, but in this blessed land, this kind of thing can be found everywhere.

Someone nearby saw that Xing Bei didn't smile and asked, "Old Xing, how many talisman jades can you sell for this small bottle?"

"This spiritual tree is huge, and it doesn't have a bigger container!"

Xing Bei glanced at the man and smiled softly, "Only newcomers like you can ask such questions."

"I know that there are some things in this blessed land whose value far exceeds your imagination. These little things are not worthy of my attention."

"Well, I happen to know a place where there are black crystals. Are you willing to go with me?"

After a brief pause, a warrior looked at Xingbei and asked, "Master Xing, is there any danger?"

Xing Bei suddenly laughed and said coldly: "If you are afraid of danger, you might as well go home."

"This blessed land is full of dangers. Those natives are not dangerous at all. If you are afraid of death, you should not come here."

After saying that, he quietly glanced around the crowd.

Most of those who followed him here were newcomers. Those who had been to the blessed land before had their own directions and locations to explore.

Therefore, many people around had different expressions.

“Although it’s dangerous, you can give it a try!”

"Mr. Xing, I'll go with you!"

As the first person spoke, others quickly followed suit.

Xing Bei nodded slightly, looked at everyone, and said: "I will share the location with you, and then everyone will act separately!"

"it is good!"

above the ground.

An old warrior walked in the air, his old eyes seemed to be able to see through the void, peeking at the world around him. He was the ancestor of the indigenous people.

"Have all the outsiders come in?"

There was a cold light in the old man's eyes, and he was not in a hurry to help everyone under the ground.

The warriors who had been arranged long ago had already entered the underground early. Now he just had to wait for the latest news.

Next to him, an old woman followed and said slowly: "Ancestor, this year's holy stones have not been collected yet!"

The old man's face became a little serious, and he asked, "Didn't we send people down to collect it early?"

"If you want to completely destroy the passage leading to the outside world, it is impossible without the power of the Holy Stone."

"And the infected people imprisoned in the Holy Prison need the power in the Holy Stone to control them!"

The old woman hesitated for a moment and continued, "We were supposed to set out half a month ago, but we were worried that the mine would be closed and the people underground would be upset, so we specially approved 30,000 spiritual fruits to be sent down."

Hearing this, the old man did not blame him.

There is nothing wrong with taking care of the emotions of the subordinates, and now more and more people are infected in the Holy Prison, while the number of warriors on the ground is decreasing year by year.

If this balance is broken, one day, those people in the Holy Prison will be out of control, which will be a disaster for the blessed land.

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "Let Wen Li go. I trust his strength. If the Holy Stone is really taken away by outsiders, let him get it back at all costs."

"Holy Prison. Can't wait!"

underground.

In the empty passage, Zi Donglai opened the thing held by the native old man, and thousands of black crystals appeared from inside.

The face, which originally had no expression, was now filled with smiles.

He didn't know whether it was his luck that changed or his decision to team up with Fang Xuan that brought him luck.

Even if these thousands of black crystals are divided equally among three people, each person can get more than 300 crystals.

"According to what we agreed, each person can get 367 crystals. You can keep them first." After Zi Donglai divided the black crystals, he looked at the native old man squatting on the ground with his hands and feet bound, "Brother Fang, this is just a first-grade martial master. It's not worth much. Keeping it will bring unnecessary trouble."

Not killing the old man was naturally Fang Xuan's request.

Fang Xuan's clear eyes were fixed on the old man. In response to Zi Donglai's question, he said calmly, "I have some questions that I need him to answer."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Zi Donglai: "Next, I will ask him to take me to some places, and I won't pursue opportunities."

Zi Donglai was stunned for a moment, and quickly recovered from the excitement of this huge harvest. He thought for a while and said, "If that's the case, then we'll say goodbye now."

"I have gained so many Mysterious Crystals this time. I don't plan to go any deeper. I will go back to the outer passage and wait."

Fang Xuan nodded.

The three of them looked at each other, bowed, and said, "Farewell, see you later!"

Zi Donglai walked a few steps, turned back and shouted: "Brother Fang, it seems that the matter is very important to you, but don't forget the time. Half a month has passed now. If you miss the opening of the outer passage, you can't go back!"

After saying that, he quickly disappeared into the passage.

Then, Fang Xuan squatted down, looked at the native old man, and said coldly:

"I ask you questions and you answer them. If I can get what I want, I won't kill you!"

(End of this chapter)