Chapter 150 Mine
After discovering that Chang Ping was a legendary warrior, Old Man Yun felt relieved: "My dear son-in-law, Shen Hong is supervising the mine in the canyon west of the tribe. He has noticed his son's death and should be here soon. You have to be careful!" Old Man Yun was still a little worried.

It is recorded in the ancient books of the Tianyun tribe that under the same level of cultivation, the demon spirit master is stronger than the warrior!

A peak black gold demon spirit master can almost tie with a legendary two-star warrior. It is still risky for Chang Ping to kill Shen Hong.

What's more, Shen Hong was fused with a flying demon spirit. If he was determined to escape, Chang Ping would definitely not be able to catch up. It would be best for Chang Ping to hide in the dark, wait for the opportunity, and then kill him with one strike.

"Don't worry, father-in-law. I will get you the head of old villain Shen Hong right away!" Chang Ping urged the shadow demon to possess his body and activated the virtual combat skill, turning into a ball of invisible, colorless and tasteless air.

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"Idle son-in-law..." Old Man Yun looked around and found that Chang Ping had disappeared out of thin air and could not be found anywhere.

If he hadn't seen the huge hole in front of him that was blasted by Chang Ping, he would have really thought he was dreaming!
"The young man is too impulsive. Shen Hong is cunning and treacherous. If the assassination fails, it will make him alert, and it won't be so easy next time!" Old Man Yun is a little disappointed.

If Chang Ping died, wouldn't his silly daughter be left as a widow? Father Yun was a little pessimistic. Although Chang Ping had a good cultivation, he was still just a child and lacked combat experience.

No, I can't just stand by and watch, I have to go and help Chang Ping!
Father Yun found an elm stick and used it as a crutch, stumbling and limping as he walked towards the mine. A few days ago, he broke his right leg because the food he cooked was not to Shen Yue's liking. Now, every step he took was accompanied by excruciating pain.

However, in order to see his silly daughter and make sure she was safe, he would grit his teeth and endure it no matter how much pain it was.

As for Chang Ping, he transformed into a shadow monster and sped along, and soon arrived at the canyon that Father Yun had mentioned.

Since he did not destroy Shen Yue's soul but only his body, he did not trigger the mark that Shen Hong had left on Shen Yue's soul.

"I let you run away last time, this time I will cut you into pieces!" Chang Ping stood at the entrance of the canyon and clenched his fists, "You dare to marry my woman to the old man of the Chu family, humph, you are already seeking death!" Chang Ping gave Tang San a sneer.

Personally, Chang Ping and Shen Hong have an irreconcilable feud.

From a public perspective, Shen Hong betrayed the City of Light and surrendered to the Dark Guild, so anyone can kill him.

Both publicly and privately, Chang Ping had sufficient reasons to kill Shen Hong, to destroy his body and soul, and to grind his bones and scatter his ashes.

Maintaining the colorless and transparent state, Chang Ping strolled to the entrance of the mine.

There are two dark guild minions guarding here to prevent the miners from escaping. They are all yellow-level warriors, and their cultivation is enough to suppress 99% of the residents of Tianyun Tribe.

However, in Chang Ping's eyes, they are no more than ants.

in force!

Chang Ping appeared behind a man, raised his bone sickle, and slashed with the knife, easily cutting off a man's head.

Before the head hit the ground, Chang Ping kicked the remaining golden warrior in the waist with his right leg. The force of over one million pounds directly blew his ribs and internal organs.

The golden warrior flew high up, turned into a meteor in the air, and flew out of the canyon.

Get it!

Chang Ping entered the virtual state again.

After dealing with the two troublesome guards, Chang Ping went down to the mine through the cave entrance.

The tunnel was a bit dark, with torches lit every few meters, and vaguely human figures could be seen flickering at the end.

"Damn it! You dare to slack off right under my nose? I'll beat you to death!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Don't hit my son! He was so hungry that he had no strength left, so he sat down to rest. Don't hit me, sir. I only have this one son..."

"Who the hell cares about your sons? I'll beat anyone who dares to be lazy! Stop pretending to be dead and get up and work!"

"Son, what's wrong with you? Say something? Blood? Why are you vomiting blood?" "Hey? You're pretending really well! I let you pretend! I let you pretend! I'll beat you to death!"

"I'm going to bully you! You're going too far. I'm going to fight you!"

Just as the overseer drew his sword and was about to kill the two poor miners, Chang Ping appeared from behind him.

Hand up and down!
click!
The sharp bone sickle cut off the overseer's head.

"Scum!" Chang Ping spat on the corpse, then took out a Nine Revolutions Pill and handed it to the seriously injured and dying miner, "Eat it, it can save your life!"

The old miner took the pill without hesitation, opened the young miner's mouth, stroked his neck, and asked him to eat it.

The pill was digested in the stomach and its effect was immediate. The little miner's pale face gradually showed a hint of color and his breathing slowly became stronger.

"Son!" The old miner hugged his baby son, his eyes filled with tears of excitement.

"Thank you so much, benefactor! We will never forget your great kindness!"

The old miner knelt down and kowtowed to Chang Ping, "bang bang" like pounding garlic.

Chang Ping couldn't bear to see this, so he hurriedly helped the old miner up.

"I have already dealt with the guard at the door. Take your son and leave here quickly. Although your son's life is saved, the air in the mine is poisonous. Staying here for too long may make his injuries worse. Don't waste time, leave quickly!"

"I'm grateful for your kindness. If you need us in the future, just let me know!" The old miner picked up his son and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Chang Ping called the old miner. He needed his help with something. "Where is the old thief Shen Hong? I'm here to kill him. Please tell me his location. Thank you!"

"He's..." The old miner told Chang Ping the location of Shen Hong and other information he knew, word for word. "My benefactor, Shen Hong is a cruel and cunning old man. You must pay attention to your safety!"

"Okay, I got it!" Chang Ping nodded and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

"My benefactor is truly a god!" Seeing that Chang Ping could actually blend into the darkness, the old miner couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

After glancing at the body of the evil overseer, he bent down to pick up the sword, put it back into the scabbard, then carried his son on his back and fled out of the mine.

On the other side, following the guidance of the old miner, Chang Ping dealt with the supervisors along the way, liberated the oppressed members of the Tianyun tribe, and headed towards Shen Hong's location.

Shen Hong was located in a man-made hall, which was extremely spacious, half the size of a bird's nest. Thick stone pillars were erected in the hall to support the dome and prevent it from collapsing.

He sat on a high platform, with his hands spread out and his chin in his hands, dozing like a wolf.

Under the supervision of their supervisors, the miners pushed carts and dumped the purple crystals in the center of the hall.

Chang Ping walked into the hall quietly.

As a fellow black-gold level demon spirit master, Shen Hong did not notice Chang Ping at the first moment, but he vaguely felt that something was not right.

Chang Ping approached Shen Hong step by step, raised the bone sickle, and was about to chop off Shen Hong's head.

Buzz!
Suddenly there was a space fluctuation and two human figures walked out from the wall behind Shen Hong.

Chang Ping's pupils shrank.

Ghost demon and dragon demon?
"Shen Hong, are you blind? A little mouse has come into your room and it looks like it wants to bite your neck off!" The white-robed Longsha stared at Chang Ping who raised his bone sickle and said jokingly.

"Rat?" Shen Hong opened his eagle eyes in confusion.

(End of this chapter)