The villain queen's close minister

Thinking of the dissipation of souls mentioned by Old Chen just now, these players became completely desperate, knowing that they had lost their immortality, and even their hostility became much weaker.

Can the fourth natural disaster that cannot be reborn infinitely be called a natural disaster?

"Who is Chen Mu?" At this time, Old Chen asked again.

One name once again caused this group of players to explode.

These high-level players who were used by Su An as a tool to recruit players were naturally forced to tell their real names. The stewards sent by Dashang all had lists in their hands.

Looking at the commotion of players and Old Chen in the sky, Chen Mu groaned in his heart and could only stand up.

"I have met you, sir. I am Chen Mu."

He stood ten feet away from other players, always on guard.

Old Chen nodded, with some approval in his eyes, "You have gathered 300,000 players, which is 100,000 more than the original plan. You are good, very good. From today on, you will be the deputy manager of Tianxing Ancient Mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mu felt the countless gazes behind him become sharper, and his scalp went numb as he was enveloped by countless murderous intentions.

"He is the shepherd god!"

"This is the mission issued by this bitch. It turns out that his real name is Chen Mu."

"He killed my brother!"

"My poor brother just sold the captured female slave, and the money hasn't been spent yet!"

"Damn, is this guy anti-human?"

"Traitor, traitor!"

Each player gritted his teeth, his eyes glowing red, wanting to rush forward and kill Chen Mu.

"Quiet!"

With a stern look on his face, Old Chen activated the Soul-Suppressing Nail again, causing those who made the loudest noise to fall down in pain.

Everyone lowered their heads when they saw this and did not dare to say anything more, but their hatred for Chen Mu became even deeper.

Even compared to this black-hearted monk and the mastermind behind the scenes, they now hate Chen Mu even more.

There was a slight smile in Lao Chen's eyes, and this was the effect he wanted.

Next, he selected some people with neither high nor low cultivation among the aliens as supervisors, and formulated a rough system of using aliens to control aliens.

"Next, allocate tools. From now on, your daily quota will be 80,000 Juntianxingxingxingxing ore. If you can't do it, you will all be punished. The supervisors and deputy supervisors will not have to work. But if you fail to meet the daily quota, your punishment will be ten times that of theirs. , and reduced to a mining slave, in addition..."

The Tianxing iron extracted from the ore of the Tianxing Ancient Mine is a high-grade material used for refining weapons. It is extremely difficult to mine. Thanks to these players being monks, Lao Chen dared to sell 80,000 jun per day.

After these people have adapted for a period of time, he is also planning to classify the mining slaves. The hard-working mining slaves can become high-level mining slaves, and their treatment will be improved, allowing them to involute themselves.

After another lecture, he asked Chen Mu to take the tools and divide them.

The tool given to the overseers is a whip, a magical weapon that can cause great pain through whipping. The damage is not high and it is extremely practical.

Except for the Tianxing Ancient Mine, the same scene is generally the same in other places. Even if there are occasional riots, as long as the steward sent by Dashang gives them half an hour of soul-suppressing nail punishment, they will be honest. If there is a thorn, just go straight to it. Send him back to be a vegetative state.

Just half a day later, the mines and spiritual fields that had been abandoned for many years in the Zhenwu world were restarted, and the atmosphere of cattle and horses took on a new look.

Players who use the dungeon as a playground become free labor.

The remaining players who were lucky enough not to be planted with soul-suppressing nails were lucky enough to go offline directly. Those who didn't go offline in time will naturally face another wave of sweeps, adding more cattle and horses to the major mining areas.

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Without the players causing trouble, the Zhenwu world immediately became much peaceful.

Demonic cultivators are still wreaking havoc outside, and local monks in the Zhenwu world are still huddled next to Black Yuan City.

But such peace is short-lived after all.

Many monks who lost their respective territories became scarce in resources, lacked spiritual energy, found it difficult to improve their cultivation, and gradually accumulated resentment.

And the demon cultivators were gradually gathered together. Except for some scattered small demon cultivators, most of the demon cultivators gathered at Liuyun Mountain.

The situation is like a dynamite barrel that is ready to explode. All it takes is a small spark to explode immediately.

"Demon Lord, there are currently 52 pure Yang realm demon cultivators in Liuyun Mountain, 1,732 Ming Dan realm demon cultivators, and 28,521 Zifu realm demon cultivators. , 710,000 demon cultivators in the fetal breath realm..."

The leader of Blood River knelt on the ground, reporting to Su Anhui who looked up in fear and awe.

Although memory loss has lowered their IQ, demon cultivators are still demon cultivators. When facing Chengzu, they are at most afraid of his strength, but when facing Su An, they seem to be surrendering to him with their souls, and the demonic energy in their bodies is trembling. , let alone any disrespect.

After listening to the report, Su An gently knocked on the black throne under his feet and sighed a little in his heart. The Northland was originally barren, often suppressed, and even surrendered once by the great merchants.

Chengzu now took out all the remaining wealth of the demon cultivator, and the big and small demon sects were all served in one pot.

In the current Northland, I don’t know if I can still find a demon cultivator above the Life Pill realm. Even if I give him tens of thousands of years, he may not be able to recover.

No, maybe there will be no chance of recovery. The Demon Suppressing Sect is still there.

"In this case... prepare to send troops and let the sons and daughters prepare."

Su An's voice seemed to sound from the darkness, and it seemed to contain countless bloody events, which made the old devil, the leader of Blood River, kowtow in response.

Except for the dead demon cultivators and some miscellaneous fish who failed to follow the team, most of the demon cultivators who were kidnapped to the Zhenwu Realm are near Liuyun Mountain.

Su An wasn't going to collect those scattered demon cultivators anymore, it would be too much trouble.

They are all little shrimps. When Dashang officially takes over this world, it will not be too late to deal with them.

Looking at the empty hall, he chuckled and disappeared from the throne.

Chapter 322: The Dragon Vein of the Shenwu Empire

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In the Lord's Mansion of Black Yuan City, a young man with a heroic appearance was sitting and waiting.

The sitting posture is very standard, and it looks pleasing to the eye. It has an iron-blooded aura, like a battle-hardened general.

His expression was calm, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

Only if you look carefully can you notice the anxiety in this man's eyes.

The maid from the City Lord's Mansion gave the young man a cup of tea again and said, "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince, Lord Martial God is out to investigate the situation of demon cultivators. Lord War God is still in seclusion. Why don't you come back next time."

The heroic young man took the tea politely and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'll wait."

This was already his third visit, but he had never actually seen the two emperors in the Temple of War.

But this is not incomprehensible. As the fourth prince of the Shenwu Empire, his status is naturally noble.

But now the Shenwu Empire has been destroyed, and even the Imperial Capital has disappeared.

As a down-and-out prince who had just fled to Black Yuan City, what else did he have left except a name.

Not to mention that opposite him was Senior God of War, the founder of the Temple of War, who was even more famous than his father.

Another half hour passed, and just when the heroic young man was finally ready to leave first, a figure suddenly walked into the hall.

The young man's breath was stagnant, and he quickly stood up after realizing it.

"Junior Tuozhou has met the senior God of War."

Su An nodded calmly and smiled gently: "Your Highness, Fourth Prince, what do you want from me?"

He didn't expect that a fish would slip through the net and be delivered to his door.

The fourth prince first went to lead the troops to quell the demon chaos in the territory, but he happened to escape the disaster in the Imperial Capital.

There are also demon clans in the Zhenwu world, but there is no unified organization like the Demon Court, and they are mostly distributed in some forests.

The name "demon" was passed down from Dashang during the war. At first, the Zhenwu community called those beasts "Warcraft".

Seeing that the image of the God of War was not as majestic as expected, the fourth prince relaxed a little.

"Senior God of War, today the demon clan is raging and all living beings are suffering. I am not talented, but I also want to contribute to the human race of our True Martial World."

Su An raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this: "If Your Highness wants to help, I, Hei Yuancheng, will not refuse. Why do you come to talk to me all the time?"

The Fourth Prince was silent for a while and then said, "I do have something to do here. I wonder if Senior God of War has ever heard of Dragon Vein."

Dragon veins are the energy of the earth's veins, representing good fortune and prosperity. In legends, they are often connected to the destiny of the country. This is what Su An said in Feng Shui in his previous life.

A deep color flashed in his eyes.

There is no so-called dragon vein in the Great Shang Dynasty. The luck is gathered in the body of the king to form the luck path fruit. As for the human luck and faith gathered by the people in the Great Shang Dynasty, it is only the nourishment of the luck black bird, but he does not know what it is like in other worlds. .

Perhaps there is an unexpected gain here in the Zhenwu world.

"I've heard about it occasionally, but I don't understand it," he said very honestly.

"What this junior is going to say is related to dragon veins." The fourth prince seemed to have made up his mind, looking at Su An with eyes that seemed to be filled with energy.

"Senior God of War, can I trust you?"

"Of course!" Su An remained calm, a sense of righteousness emanating from his body and a look of integrity between his brows.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the embodiment of justice.

The fourth prince also seemed to see the God of War who had sacrificed his life for the true martial arts world. He took a deep breath. In fact, he also believed in the reputation of the God of War, but the dragon vein matter was too important.

After making a decision, he said: "Thanks to the kindness of my predecessors, when my imperial grandfather pacified the Zhenwu world and created the great cause of the empire, he accidentally discovered a strange earth energy, which was constantly traveling under the earth, breathing in spiritual energy, and mysterious things. It is extraordinary and contains a huge power that can make even the emperors marvel."

"The imperial grandfather had a premonition that this would be an opportunity for the empire. He spent thousands of years and supported it with the faith of the people of our Shenwu Empire, so that it could become the dragon vein of our Shenwu Empire and protect the peace and prosperity of our Shenwu Empire."

"My father, he had the help of dragon veins to achieve the imperial realm. Now I heard that the senior God of War has returned from reincarnation and his strength has not been fully restored. I think that the power of dragon veins may be able to help senior return to the peak as soon as possible."

Su An's eyes moved slightly and asked: "Where is the dragon vein?"

The fourth prince took out a golden little dragon from his arms at the right time, with a look of relief in his eyes, "The empire has been destroyed, the devil has brought disaster to the people, and the dragon veins are unbearable. I live here. I am willing to offer my dragon veins, and I only ask the Lord of War to save the people of my Zhenwu Realm!"

As the last orthodox successor of the Shenwu royal family, the dragon vein without wisdom turned into a little dragon and came to him.

But he himself knows his own affairs. His talent is not outstanding among the princes, but with the help of dragon vein, it will take at least a thousand years for him to achieve the imperial realm, but the devil's disaster is now.

And the two seniors, the God of War and the God of Martial Arts, are obviously no match for those Demon Lords, otherwise they would not be huddled in Black Yuan City.

After some thought he finally made this choice.

Looking at the dragon vein, Su An looked slightly serious, and it contained the aura of the origin of the world.

Not surprisingly, it should be formed by combining the origin of the world with the energy of the earth's veins, and also absorbing the luck of the Shenwu Empire. It is a treasure.

Of course, it is incomparable to Dashang's Qi Luck Black Bird. The Qi Luck Black Bird is the condensed world's luck, and the rest of the luck is just food for it.

The prince who slipped through the net of the Shenwu Empire wanted to hand over the dragon vein to him.

Maybe it's sincerity, maybe it's because he knows he doesn't have the ability to restore the empire, or maybe it's because of the influence of the savior's personality.

"Who else knows about this?" Su An accidentally asked after taking the dragon vein and looking at it.

"Except for me and Senior God of War, there is no third party." The fourth prince shook his head.

This secret is only spread among the royal family. The imperial grandfather only has one son, his father. The other children his father gave birth to disappeared with the imperial capital, and now he is the only one left.

"Dragon Vein is of great importance, and I don't dare to tell others casually."

"That's good." Su An smiled, "I can kill you with confidence."

"Well! Senior, you..."

Under the shocked and unbelievable gaze of the fourth prince, he pressed the downcast prince's Tianling Gai with his palm.

Search for souls!

But how could the fourth prince in the Purple Mansion Realm have the ability to resist.

His memories turned into frames and were watched by Su An. After confirming that his memory was correct, he simply shattered this miserable soul.

"Go with peace of mind, I will save all sentient beings in the Zhenwu world."

Looking at the corpse of the fourth prince who fell to the ground, Su An turned his hand and brought the dragon veins that seemed to have sensed into the inner world to suppress it. With a thought, a stream of demonic energy poured into the corpse, making the prince come back to life, but He was briefly made into a puppet.

Then the 'fourth prince' left the city lord's mansion openly and disappeared into Heiyuan City.

Chapter 323: It turns out you are the devil

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