Chapter 159 Crazy Killing (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket for the Third Update!)

"How many people are there in this abandoned mine? What is the highest level of cultivation?" Mo Shaoge asked anxiously as he watched Huan Yin rush into the mine.

The big man who initially blocked Huan Yin's way on the left quickly walked in front of Mo Shaoge and bowed to him: "To reply to the young master, there are a total of 63 people in this abandoned mine, including us, and the one with the highest cultivation is a fellow disciple who has reached the great perfection of Qi Condensation."

This spiritual stone mine was an abandoned mine that was completely mined by the Wan Du Sect three days ago. Today, the 63 Qi Condensation disciples of the Wan Du Sect came here as a reward from the Wan Du Sect for these disciples.

After all, even if the mine is mined, there will always be some residual spiritual stone ores left in it. The Wan Du Sect has always organized the younger generations of the sect to come here for these residual spiritual stone ores, allowing them to conduct the final excavation here by themselves, which is a kind of praise for them.

"Oops!" Mo Shaoge frowned for the first time on his handsome face, and then he shouted: "Leave two people to guard the cave entrance, and the rest of you follow me quickly to chase him in, and be sure to kill him as soon as possible!"

The disciples of the Wandu Sect around him naturally didn't expect why the young master would be so afraid of a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but they quickly chased into the mine according to Mo Shaoge's order, leaving only two disciples in the middle stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation to guard outside.

After Huan Yin rushed into the mine, his speed slowed down a little, and his movements became lighter. He didn't know how many people were in the mine and what level of cultivation they were in, so even if he knew that there were pursuers behind him, he had to choose to be cautious.

The mine was dark and damp. Except for the oil lamps that were about to burn out at intervals on the walls on both sides, Huan Yin didn't find anything else after walking for a long time. Even the surrounding spiritual stone mines had been mined out, and nothing was left.

"Is this a depleted vein?" Huan Yin thought.

Then, there were shouts and screams behind him. Huan Yin's heart tightened, knowing that the pursuers had entered. He kept running deeper into the mine.

The deeper Huan Yin went, the bigger the mine was. Not only was the road winding and difficult to distinguish, but it was also unfathomable. Huan Yin became more and more certain of his thoughts. He felt that this might be a depleted vein, because only a vein that had been mined to the end would have such a deep mine, after all, mining was from shallow to deep.

Suddenly, a Wan Du Men monk in the middle stage of the sixth level of Qi Condensation appeared in front of him. Huan Yin sneered. No matter why this Wan Du Men monk was in this depleted spiritual stone vein. As long as he met him, it would be his doom.

"Who are you!" Huan Yin quickly approached the monk, and the monk also opened his eyes wide, obviously not yet reacting to why a strange monk appeared in the mine of his sect.

It was Huan Yin's long sword that answered his question. Huan Yin flew over, and before he could even pause, the monk from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had already been decapitated, with one head rolling to the ground.

Huan Yin took the storage bag he had just snatched from the sixth-level Qi Condensation monk and looked at it. He was shocked because there were more than 70,000 spiritual stones in the storage bag.

"Is it because of this mine?" Huan Yin was surprised. After all, for ordinary sect disciples, 70,000 spiritual stones were already quite a lot. Huan Yin became rich because he shone brightly in the newcomers' martial arts competition. No one could replicate his experience.

"Junior Brother Wan! That enemy cultivator killed Junior Brother Wan! I'm going to kill him!" Soon, the shouts behind Huan Yin turned into anger. It was obvious that they had discovered the dead body left by Huan Yin's murder.

Huan Yin turned and quickly went in through a passage. This mine was large and deep, and there were too many routes he could choose, so it made it much more difficult for the people behind him to chase him.

After a while, another voice sounded behind Huan Yin: "Young Master, there are five roads here, what should we do?"

"Of course, we should chase him separately. He is just a cultivator in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation."

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The voice gradually faded away, because Huan Yin did not stop, he continued to move quickly towards the depths of the mine.

Huan Yin was extremely nervous because he did not know when and at which turn he would meet Mo Shaoge, or even someone stronger than him. But now, he knew that he was a headless fly, and worrying too much would not have any effect, so he could only keep shuttling and act according to circumstances.

After a while, another cultivator in the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation appeared in front of Huan Yin. This cultivator was digging the spiritual stone in front of him with a greedy look on his face, and Huan Yin's sudden appearance startled him.

However, this cultivator was obviously very experienced in combat. He saw that Huan Yin was a stranger, covered in blood, and was seriously injured. It was obvious that he had just experienced a battle. Those who can experience a battle in the mine of their own sect are naturally enemies.

So the cultivator quickly flew back, instantly distanced himself from Huan Yin, and continued to chant spells, and then quickly sent out three fire dragons to rush towards Huan Yin.

However, before the dragon's head flew out of his palm for three feet, Huan Yin's figure actually rushed out of the fire dragon and forcibly broke the fire dragon he had sent out.

"You are not in the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation!" The cultivator exclaimed, but before he could close his mouth to speak, Huan Yin's sword directly cut off his head. His open mouth and shocked eyes were still on his face.

"110,000 Spiritual Stones!" Huan Yin glanced at the storage bag he had just received, with a look of surprise on his face. Since he spent a lot of Spiritual Stones to bid for the Dingjiujihuanlu at the auction of the weapon workshop in Yijianfeng three years ago, he has less than 100,000 Spiritual Stones left.

In the past three years, although the sect has distributed Spiritual Stones to the inner disciples every month, for a weapon master like him who needs to buy a lot of sword-making materials, the monthly amount distributed by the sect is not enough. So now, the less than 100,000 Spiritual Stones he has left have been spent.

"If I can escape by chance, the injury I suffered this time is not a loss!" Huan Yin smiled, but this expression appeared on his bloody face, which looked particularly gloomy.

In this way, Huan Yin kept shuttling in the abandoned mines of the Wandu Sect. Whenever he met a disciple of the Wandu Sect, he would kill him directly and take away their storage bags. Although there were many people chasing Huan Yin, there were too many roads to choose from in this huge mine. Those monks chasing him could not find where Huan Yin was. They could only occasionally see the bodies of their fellow disciples where Huan Yin passed by.

"Evil cultivator, stop, I want to kill you!" An extremely angry voice came from behind Huan Yin. It was from three monks who had just bumped into him by chance and then chased him relentlessly.

These three monks had been chasing Huan Yin for a long time, and they saw five bodies of their fellow disciples on the way they passed. How could they not be angry?

The three monks kept shouting, and after following Huan Yin into a branch road, they suddenly stopped.

"You want to kill me?" Huan Yin stood opposite them and did not flee. Because these three monks had been chasing him for so long, he had not found Mo Shaoge's trace, and the highest cultivation of these three monks was only at the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and as for the other two, they were not even at the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

"Why don't you run?" The cultivator at the early stage of the ninth level of Qi Condensation spoke subconsciously.

Huan Yin's bloody mouth slightly raised a sinister arc and said: "Didn't you tell me to stop?"

"Junior brother, run!" The cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Condensation suddenly spoke, and then turned around and wanted to turn back to the road just now.

Unfortunately, they were not faster than Huan Yin's sword energy. Three screams sounded, and their lives ended. I don't know if they thought clearly before they died why they were chasing a strong man with such momentum.

Mo Shaoge was almost crazy, because he didn't know where Huan Yin was now. Even if he could occasionally hear Huan Yin's voice from a distance, he lost it after a few turns.

Along the way, Mo Shaoge saw only the corpses of his fellow disciples and the blood spilled all over the ground. This abandoned mine was originally a reward place arranged by the Ten Thousand Poison Sect for these disciples, but it turned out to be their grave today and a place where Huan Yin killed people at will.

For the first time, Mo Shaoge felt powerless against a Qi Condensation cultivator, and even began to regret his pursuit of Huan Yin.

"Evil villain, do you dare to come out and fight me head-on!" Mo Shaoge roared, shaking the entire mine.

"Head-on battle? Humph, do you think this is a discussion of martial arts? Today, I want to kill your people from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. As long as I am alive, I will kill one more of your disciples. If you let me live through today, I will kill your Ten Thousand Poison Sect in the future and destroy all your sect!" Huan Yin's voice came from the right front of Mo Shaoge.

Mo Shaoge was startled and immediately rushed in that direction, but he chased for a few turns and did not see Huan Yin's figure at all - Huan Yin had already turned to another road.

"Young Master, there are corpses of fellow disciples everywhere, and the spiritual stones they collected were also... taken away by that evil cultivator. Young Master, we need support from the sect." A cultivator found Mo Shaoge and ran over with a look of fear on his face, as if he could feel a little safer by Mo Shaoge's side.

"Support? This mine is ruined, where else can we find our disciples around? And are you going to let me tell the sect master that I can't even take down a Qi Condensation cultivator, so I need support?" Mo Shaoge yelled, he was already furious.

"Get out if you are afraid of death! This young master must find him and torture him to death!" In the cultivator's frightened eyes, Mo Shaoge rushed forward again, leaving him alone.