Chapter 5920 The Long Night Is Hard to See

This shield is obviously used to block the burning breath that is constantly emanating from this area.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Fang Yu swung the hoe in his hand and continued to chisel the floor in front of him.

The soil layer was extremely hard. The hoe hit the floor, and the recoil was transmitted to his arms and even his body, which was extremely painful.

Fang Yu could feel that the body he was currently occupying... was already in a very tired and weak state.

Even with simple chiseling movements, he couldn't do too much at once, let alone use much strength.

"This body has reached its limit. The immortal power running in the meridians is quite disordered. Most of the people here... are actually at their limit. The burning heat emanating from the ground may penetrate the flesh, and that would be a sure death..."

Fang Yu chiseled the floor vigorously, but with little effect.

And the two supervisors were slowly passing over his head at this moment.

The two supervisors swept their eyes over everyone working below, with cold eyes.

"Puff!"

At this time, Fang Yu heard a muffled sound from behind him.

Turning his head, it was Old Guo who fell!

He lay on the ground, his body twitching slightly.

"Old Guo!"

Brother Long's face changed immediately, and he wanted to move forward.

"Don't move!"

Aliang in front of him whispered.

Old Guo was lying on the ground, his skin was abnormally red, and he was emitting bursts of white gas.

The immortal power in his body was leaking out uncontrollably!

This is a sign of meridian rupture!

Fang Yu's eyes were stern, and he wanted to move forward.

"Don't move... Don't move, little brother..." Brother Long whispered beside him.

Fang Yu turned his head to look at Brother Long, and found that Brother Long's eyes were already red.

There were many people beside Old Guo.

Seeing this scene, their faces changed, but no one dared to move forward.

The two supervisors in the sky also stopped and did not move forward.

"Two great masters... He, he still has breath, but his body can't bear the intensity of long-term labor. As long as he rests a little, he can continue..." Brother Long looked up at the sky and said to the two supervisors.

The two supervisors had no expression on their faces.

Old Guo made a painful and hoarse sound in his throat, and his body twitched more and more obviously.

"Two great masters, please give him a chance. He is old and has injuries on his body. Hope..."

Brother Long knelt on the ground, his voice trembling.

"What are you doing? Stand up and continue to do what you should do!"

A supervisor glanced at Brother Long and said coldly.

Hearing this, the faces of several people who wanted to help Old Guo changed and they could only lower their heads.

I don't know if they dared or couldn't bear to look at Old Guo.

Brother Long also stood up and held the hoe in his hand again.

"The old, weak, sick and disabled... are useless."

The supervisor in the air pointed a finger at Old Guo who was lying on the ground.

"Buzz!"

The fingertips glowed.

The old man who was still groaning in pain shook violently.

Fang Yu gritted his teeth and was about to move forward.

However, a hand held him tightly and prevented him from moving forward.

It was Brother Long's hand.

He lowered his head, not looking at Fang Yu, but he did not let go of his hand.

Fang Yu looked at Old Guotou.

The old man's eyes were wide open, blood was flowing from his seven orifices... he was no longer moving.

In midair, the two supervisors still looked so indifferent.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the people around him were red.

However, they did not dare to make a sound, but just lowered their heads, holding the tools with their hands... holding them tighter.

The anger in Fang Yu's chest was almost detonated, and waves of murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

However, he knew that he was now... only from the perspective of a cultivator who was present at the time.

What he saw... was history that had already happened!

He did not exist in this era, he could do nothing, and he could not change it!

"If you don't want to end up like him, just do your best!"

After saying this, the supervisor raised his hand again.

"Huh!"

A burst of flames ignited Old Guotou's body.

"Zi La La..."

The sound of burning was heard.

Everyone around lowered their heads and listened to this heart-piercing sound.

Until the flames dissipated, Old Guotou also turned into a pool of ashes.

This veteran of the human race who had fought on the battlefield died just like that.

Brother Long lowered his head, tears dripping on the back of his red hands, but he didn't dare to stop his movements, and he was still digging the ground vigorously.

And Aliang, who had argued with Old Guotou before, also lowered his head at this moment, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Except for the sound of digging the ground, there was silence around.

In this era, being a human race is the original sin.

Any ethnic group can ride on the heads of human cultivators, and whoever dares to resist will die.

There is no way to escape, no place to hide.

For human cultivators, the night is endless, and darkness blocks everything.

Not even a little light can be seen.

Even the most basic survival is extremely difficult.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

The two supervisors quickly left the area.

However, the depressing atmosphere did not change.

No one spoke, and no one stopped their actions.

After a while.

"Pah!"

Aliang in front of him dropped the hoe in his hand to the ground.

Everyone looked over.

Aliang squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and whimpered in pain.

"I can't hold on any longer... What should I do? What should I do..." Aliang's dark and red hands were shaking, and he almost knelt on the ground, crying miserably.

The death of Lao Guotou crushed all his optimism.

He had been talking about having a good attitude before, but he finally broke down.

The people around heard the suppressed crying, some looked wooden, and some had red eyes.

But no one stepped forward to comfort him.

How can you comfort others if you can't even comfort yourself?

Time passed by minute by minute.

The death of Lao Guotou made the people in this area even more silent.

Everyone seemed numb, and they couldn't even feel the fatigue, just swinging the tools in their hands mechanically.

"Boom boom boom..."

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a burst of roaring sound, breaking the silence of this mining area!

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the roaring sound.

In this mining area, this kind of roaring sound should not and will not appear!

What happened! ?

At this time, some news seemed to be transmitted from a distance, causing waves of joyful voices.

Aliang seemed to have noticed something, and threw away the hoe in his hand and ran forward.

Not long after, he ran back again.

"Here they come! Lord Ji... Yes, Lord Ji and the others are here to rescue us! Lord Ji... is really here!"

Aliang's eyes were red, and he was so excited that he shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Fang Yu was shocked.

Ji Tianming is here! ?

"Swoosh, swoosh..."

After a while, you can see bursts of whistling sounds coming from the air.

A large number of monks wearing armor flew from afar!

Their aura was extremely strong, and they exuded a murderous intent!

However, this murderous intent was not directed at the many human races on the ground!

"My fellow tribesmen, I am Chen Xian, the deputy commander of the Seventh Regiment of the Tianming Army."

At this time, a male cultivator who was the leader of this group of cultivators stopped in the air, and bursts of brilliant light appeared on his body.

His voice spread throughout the mining area and reached the ears of everyone present!

Tianming Army...

This is the army formed by Ji Tianming!

In the current fairy world, it is well-known and has defeated many ethnic groups!

In this dark era, the Tianming Army is the only hope of the human race!

"The Shangyuan Immortal Sect that enslaved you has been defeated by our army, so... you can regain your freedom from today!" Chen Xian's majestic voice spread again.

After a short silence, the whole mining area was filled with joyful cheers!

"Master Ji really came to save us!"

"We can finally leave here! Finally..."

"Thank you Tianming Army, thank you Master Ji..."

Many people knelt down and kowtowed to Chen Xian and his many subordinates in the sky to express their gratitude.

"Not only you, our Tianming Army is still growing, still in various parts of the fairy world, trying to rescue as many of our fellows as possible... The human race will never be enslaved! Nor will it perish!"

Chen Xian's voice was like a huge bell, which encouraged the people present!

"Old Guotou... Lord Ji is really here, as you wish..." Brother Long's eyes were filled with tears as he looked towards the old Guotou's original position.

However, there was nothing there.

Fang Yu looked at Chen Xian in the sky, feeling the joy around him, but his mood became even heavier.

Because he knew very well that this was not the final outcome.

The fate of the human race's decline was not reversed.