Hearing my younger brother Sun Mang's words.

Sun Fu turned his head and stared at the Qi Refining Cultivator in front of him, his eyes cold and cunning.

In the eyes of young Qi-refining monks.

The scene in front of you is like hell.

The Zhao family's fairy-energy hall had long become gloomy and terrifying.

Outside the main hall.

The faint corpse group made the young Qi Refining Cultivator in front of him feel weak.

"Boy, in order to capture you alive, I lost a corpse servant of the Purple Mansion. How should I settle this account?"

Sun Mang approached the Qi Refining Cultivator little by little, and sprayed a disgusting stench in his mouth.

The young Qi Refining Cultivator felt dizzy and shaking when he only smelled it.

"It's really fragile."

Sun Mang frowned and said, "Brother..."

Sun Fu nodded.

"Hehe!"

With Sun Fu's approval, Sun Mang smiled cruelly, and his black nails gently stroked, stirring the air with a hissing sound.

"What? Is it a mute if I don't speak?"

As he said that, he put away the corpse poison on his nails and gently cut the other person's skin, and the black blood instantly penetrated out.

"ah!!"

A wail broke out from the young Qi-refining monk, but he just stood firm and didn't speak.

Seeing this scene.

Sun Mang cruelly grabbed his legs and then tore them apart from the middle with force.

"This feeling is so comfortable, hehe."

"Ahhhh!"

The young monk's howls get smaller and smaller, until the end, and there is no breath at all.

He tore a monk in half alive. Sun Mang carried half of his body and dragged him to another middle-aged monk lying on the ground, and said gloomyly: "Since you are awake, don't pretend."

"You...you..."

The middle-aged monk lying on the ground suddenly sat up, pointing at the other party, and constantly retreating, trembling all over.

"Brother, this is so boring that I'm willing to speak."

As he said that, Sun Mang threw half of the young monk who had just killed directly beside the monk who had just woken up.

He screamed in fear.

"With this courage, I dare to attack us."

Sun Mang sneered, "The weak are always weak, even if they embark on the road of cultivation."

Faced with Sun Mang's ridicule, the middle-aged monk who was already so scared that his mind was broken did not care at all, and just lowered his head and trembled.

But when I saw half of my companion on the ground, as well as a pool of blood and internal organs flowing out, my whole body trembled even more violently.

"Ask you a question, and as long as you are willing to answer, I will let you go."

After a while.

The middle-aged monk mustered up his courage and trembled, "I...how do I know what you said... is true or false?"

"You can only choose to believe, or die!"

Sun Mang stroked his sharp black nails and said.

The middle-aged monk struggled violently inside.

After a long time, he nodded.

"I ask you, where did you monks from Guang'an Prefecture get the logistics elixir supply? Aren't the people from the Zhao family dead? Could it be that the elixir provided to you by other prefectures?"

Hearing this.

The middle-aged monk lowered his head and refused to answer.

"ah!!"

The next second, one of his legs was torn down alive, and he screamed loudly in pain.

"Not tactful."

Sun Mang shook his head and wanted to kill him directly.

But the middle-aged monk's strong desire to survive broke out, and he collapsed to the ground and shouted loudly: "I said, I said! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

Sun Mang's sharp claws stopped: "Tell me."

"It's the Chen family, the Chen family on Shuanghu Island, and most of the elixirs on our front line are provided by the Chen family!"

"Chen family?"

Sun Mang was a little confused. He had never heard of the name of the Chen family in Guang'an Prefecture before his lifetime.

"You are lying to me."

"I didn't, I didn't lie to you! Really, the Chen family is a new big family in Guang'an Mansion. By the way, their family also gave birth to a young sword cultivator named Chen Daoxuan!"

Once the psychological defense line of the middle-aged monk was opened, all his words were immediately shaken off.

"Is this person?"

Sun Fu, who was standing beside him, brought a bronze round mirror, and a young monk in a white Taoist robe appeared inside.

"Yes, it's him."

The middle-aged monk endured the severe pain.

"Brother, it's him,"

When Sun Mang learned that the Chen family was actually the Chen Daoxuan family who played with him last time, he immediately became new and old hatreds, and he burst out uncontrollably, "It was the little bastard last time!"

After saying that.

He waved his palm towards the middle-aged monk.

Before the middle-aged monk could beg for mercy, he was photographed as a mixture of flesh and blood.

He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood stains that splashed on his palm. Sun Mang said slowly: "Brother, what should we do now?"

Sun Fu's dark golden eyes shrank and said gloomyly: "Zhou Mubai is surrounding us now, but he leaves a gap just to let us fight with the Ye family. Since that's the case, I will fulfill his wish."

"Brother, this..."

Sun Fu took out an amber jade bottle, which contained half a bottle of golden blood, and murmured: "We have not much blood from immortals..."

Hearing words.

Sun Mang was completely silent.

After a while, he raised his head and said firmly: "Brother, what do you say, what do I do!"

"Good brother!"

Sun Fu patted Sun Mang on the shoulder and said.

......

More than a month.

With the efforts of more than 20 monks of the Fu generation, as well as Chen Daoxuan and Chen Daochu.

The Shuanghu Island Industrial Zone has a new look.

The biggest change is the spiritual line network spread across two large factories.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the other end of the spiritual line network extends to the spiritual lake of the third-level spiritual vein of Shuanghu Island.

Inside the Linghu.

An ultra-large spiritual pressure device is slowly operating, conveying spiritual energy to various industrial equipment in the entire Shuanghu Island Industrial Zone.

Standing in the air.

Chen Daoxuan looked at the spiritual network under his feet with condescending face, and his heart was full of excitement.

With the efforts of him and the Chen family.

Shuanghu Island is changing little by little, and the flower of the Immortal World of Industry is blooming little by little on this small island.

Energy is the foundation of industry.

The energy selected by Chen Daoxuan for this world industry is the seemingly endless spiritual energy.
To be continued...