Return from the second dimension

Whether it was the speed of the mine's excavation, or the fat man's natural prowess, Tang Zhen and his two men received focused attention.

This is the time to be famous before it's too late.

Although there was no official notification, the two of them had been secretly placed on the candidate list, and would perform special tasks when the time was right.

Compared to the surface mines, the underground mines were the real core, which could obtain more ancient biological remains.

The deeper the burial, the greater the harvest may be.

Because of the difficulty of detection, coupled with the extreme danger, only elite monks can qualify for mining.

The purpose of this is to play it safe and avoid meaningless sacrifices.

The competition is brutal, and sometimes there is just no choice.

If a monk's strength is not recognized, he is certainly not qualified to participate in certain things, and naturally, he will not be able to access more secrets.

How can one listen to core information if one is always on the outside?

Tang Zhen was very clear about the style of the monks in Lou Cheng, and that's why he put on a show in public.

It was only because of this wonderful performance that he and the fat man were recognized, and were granted early access to the list of core mines.

The residual thought monster that was hunted was actually just a coincidence, not a deliberate search by Tang Zhen.

Even Tang Zhen did not expect to encounter a lurking residual thought monster soon after he broke the ground.

This was neither accidental nor coincidental, but it was enough to prove that he and the fat man had good luck.

Since there were ready-made performance props, Tang Zhen would definitely make use of them. Even if there were no residual thought monster, he would certainly find another way.

The only purpose of doing so was to get in touch with the core class as soon as possible and gather more useful information.

If one stays away from the periphery, who knows how long it will take to find out the movements of the Essence God General?

The first step has been completed, the next step is to wait slowly and not to be too hasty.

If Tang Zhen acted hastily, it would be easy to reveal his weaknesses.

Tang Zhen will easily reveal himself if he acts hastily. ......

Just ten thousand miles away from the camp, there is also a crystal mine.

It is occupied by a small tribe, and is now in the process of being mined.

It is nominally a small tribe, but it has tens of thousands of tribesmen, all of whom are practicing body-forging techniques.

Such a tribe is not small, because they are all immortal species, so it is extremely difficult to breed offspring, unlike the human race, which is easily hundreds of millions.

In order to guard the safety of the mine, all the monks of the tribe were stationed here, mining day and night.

The size and depth of the pit tell us that they have been operating in the mine for a long time, and there is no telling how large the underground cave will be.

Although they had been mining for a long enough time, it did not mean that they had a good harvest, or that they could not satisfy the tribe members.

At this moment, there was a group of top monks gathered in the tribe, and a secret meeting was being held.

The members who participated in the meeting came from nearby tribes, large and small, and they all shared a common characteristic: they were full of hatred for the Lou Cheng monks.

"This vast land was obviously our ancestors' territory, but those damned Lou Cheng monks have occupied all the best crystal mines.

If we hadn't fought to the death and vowed not to retreat, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to keep even the existing crystal mines.

Now that a brand new underground crystal mine has been discovered in the fringe area, and those Lou City cultivators are still thinking of taking it for themselves, this is absolutely not acceptable!"

The monk who roared had a triangular head and black hair that hung down three or four meters long.

At this moment, he was floating in the air, as if he were a tiny poisonous snake, dancing indiscriminately.

His face was like a serpent's, and his breath was vicious and fierce, as if he wanted to choose and devour people.

Not only was his appearance and form vicious, but his strength was also extraordinary, and he was an absolute supreme powerhouse.

"His Holiness Li Ma's words are reasonable, this time in the new mine fight, we can't say anything to retreat!"

As soon as the voice over here fell, a monk, also a tribal lord, intervened on the other side.

"According to the information from the investigation, the scale of this new underground mine is far beyond imagination, and the quality is quite perfect.

According to the information available, there is a great possibility that it is the remains of the head of an ancient creature.

If that is the case, the new mine will be of great value, and we must hold on to it and never let the Building City monks have it.

Otherwise, they will become stronger and stronger, and we will be subjected to more and more pressure, and eventually we will become weaker and weaker.

When we are not strong enough to compete with the Lou Cheng cultivators, they will definitely attack and take away everything we have.

When that time comes, even if we form an alliance, we won't be able to compete with the Lou City cultivators."

The monk who spoke was wrapped in a tattered cloth covered with runes, and his appearance looked like an old, decaying corpse.

It seemed to have been buried underground for ten thousand years, and had just crawled out of the earth.

Underneath him, it was clearly a coffin, engraved with bizarre patterns.

A kind of desolate and decrepit air emanated from his body, which was obviously a special and rare rule power.

As long as one was close to him at a certain distance, one would be instantly affected and feel the withering effect of the passage of time.

Weak cultivators would die in a split second, and even the strong would retreat three feet.

But even such a strong man still had a helpless and angry expression when it came to the building city monks.

There seemed to be so much from the past that it was hard to look back.

"What His Holiness the Dead Skeleton said was very true. The Lou Cheng cultivator is a bully, not giving you and my tribe the slightest chance of survival.

It was only when they saw that our tribe had formed an alliance and could no longer bully indiscriminately that the building city monks agreed to sign a non-aggression rule.

However, this rule was so unfair that the Lou City monks not only took the best and largest crystal ore, but also demanded a war compensation.

The crystal ore left to us was barren, dangerous and unproductive, and could not meet the normal cultivation and trading needs of the tribe.

Tribal monks who wanted to cultivate had to wait in silence for resources, often times even by sheer luck.

The purpose of the Lou Cheng monks is to limit our potential development, and their intentions are extremely sinister.

According to this development, sooner or later our crystal ore will be dug up, and then what can we do?

Will you become a servant of the building's monks, or will you go to an area controlled by other forces and fight to the death to seize territory?

That would most likely result in being hunted down and annihilated, and the tribe would die out.

Of course, there is another option, which is to go to the core of the ancient land of chaos, where the real opportunity lies.

But even with our strength, we may not be able to return from there, so how can we take our tribe members to explore and settle down?"

The monk who spoke had an incomparably strong body, covered in hideously thick bone armor.

One of his heads was like a nightstalker ghost, swaying and wobbling, the sharp horns on his head constantly cutting through the void.

There are many monks in the Primordial Realm who are accustomed to refining their own body parts and using them as weapons to kill their enemies.

The sharp horns and fangs on this monk's head were nothing short of divine weapons, and they seemed to be of a high grade.

But if you look closely, you will find that both the fangs and horns and the bone armor on his body are actually made from the remains of ancient creatures.

Every piece is a quality product, and every item is a divine weapon.

But even though he was so strong, he still had a look of bitterness and hatred when he talked about the building city cultivator, as if he had suffered countless grievances.