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Chapter 42 Golem!

"Boom! Rumble..."

Late at night, a deafening roar suddenly came from inside the Black Stone Peak, and at this moment, the whole world was trembling.

What followed was a vast, vast, empty sound of prayer rapidly expanded from the inside of the mountain, and the tremor of the sky and the earth overturned it was calmed down in an instant.

"Ah...nothing...running..."

"The earth dragon turned around..."

"Ding! Ding! Ding! The earth dragon has turned over... Everyone run away!"

“…”

In this sudden tremor, the miners' camp under the Black Stone Peak exploded instantly. Under the flash of those who are interested, the miners in the entire camp fled to the bottom of the mountain.

"Bang!"

"Don't be chaotic, go back! Whoever dares to spread evil words will be killed without mercy!"

"Zheng Sen, immediately bring people and block them. Anyone who disrespects the order will be killed without mercy..."

In the valley of the Black Stone Peak, Yuan Xu held a cylindrical firearm and shot a leading rumor-monger to death with one shot. He immediately turned his head and ordered a middle-aged man behind him.

"The last general will receive the order!"

"Follow me..."

"Clang!Clang!Clang!"

The middle-aged man hugged his fists with a solemn expression and waved his hand. Dozens of men in coarse linen behind him pulled out their knives and surrounded the miners at the foot of the mountain in an orderly manner.

"Get out of here... Those who block me will die!"

Following the sound of muskets, two black shadows that were rushing left and right among the rioters immediately burst out, and ran wildly in one direction like a tiger up the mountain. Wherever they passed, there was only a mess on the ground.

"Young Master! Are you okay..."

After rushing to Yuan Xu and seeing that his son was safe, Wang Long and Wang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense nerves around him relaxed.

"You are here just in time to help Zheng Sen and block the miners back."

"But, your safety..."

"Why, you don't even listen to my words."

Looking at the struggle on Wang Long and Wang Hu's face, Yuan Xu's face suddenly became cold and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"I don't dare to do it, Xiaohu, protect the safety of the young master. I will help General Zheng Gan..."

Seeing that Yuan Xu was unhappy, the two big men immediately looked frightened and hesitated for a moment. The man who was in charge gave an order to his younger brother, and he instantly turned his head and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

"Young Master, don't worry. With General Zheng Shen here, I guarantee that none of them can escape."

Seeing his son looking at Heishifeng with a worried look on his face, the man standing beside him immediately comforted him.

"I'm not worried about this..."

Yuan Xu waved his hand to the man, but he didn't explain too much.

Of course, he was not afraid that these suddenly rioted miners would escape. When he came to Nujiao County on his trip, he brought not many people, but they were all elite soldiers in the army. What a riot for him is that of such a few hundred miners.

What he was really worried about was the mine of the Black Stone Peak. After all, there was quite a lot of noise inside the Black Stone Peak just now, and it has been more than two hours since Deng Fan and the others entered it, but there has been no movement yet.

Once the demonic danger here is really impossible to solve, it means that all his efforts in Nujiao County will be wasted, which is difficult for him to accept.

"Be honest with me! Go quickly..."

"Welcome to the young master, the rebellion at the foot of the mountain has been quelled. Except for some miners who trampled to death, none of the rest have escaped!"

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man led his men to suppress more than a dozen miners to come and report.

"Are these the Lord Messengers of Tonight's Riot?"

Looking at the dozen or so miners detained by the middle-aged man, Yuan Xu's eyes flashed with cold light.

"Young Master, these are the envoys of this riot! Please give me a speech..."

"Kill..."

He waved his hand lightly. For Yuan Xu, more than a dozen lives were like crushing more than a dozen ants to death, and they could not cause any turmoil in his heart.

"Wait..." Seeing the middle-aged man signaling his subordinates to take action, Yuan Xu immediately spoke out and stopped him as if he had thought of something better.

"Give them a torch each!" Let them go to the mine to find Taoist Master Deng and Foreman Zhao. As long as they can find them, no matter how alive or dead they are, they will be spared from death."

"Yes, young master!"

Although he wondered why his son suddenly changed his mind, the middle-aged man did not ask too much, but just escorted more than a dozen miners to the mine cave.

......

"Um..."

Deep in the cave, Deng Fan, who had just woken up, looked at his heart hanging in the center of the cave with lingering fear, emitting a strange black light, and the fear on his face could not dissipate for a long time.

Whether it was Heikang, the old man in Confucian robe, or even the dragon, they were beyond his cognition.

Deng Fan knew that if it weren't for the "Eye of Origin" between his eyebrows, even if he had a hundred lives, he would probably not be dead enough.

Subconsciously touched the "Eye of Origin" whose eyebrows were still beating, but Deng Fan made up his mind that he would never be so reckless again in the future. He never expected that this small black stone peak would actually hide such a terrifying existence.

"Ao..."

Just as Deng Fan was thinking about this, familiar howls suddenly sounded in the mine.

"not good!"

Thinking of the demonic aura that had just exploded, Deng Fan's face changed drastically and he hurriedly returned with a few zombies.

"Ao..."

As soon as I walked out of the cave, a familiar figure came into Deng Fan's eyes.

Looking at the Guanshan Taibao, whose eyes were red and whose eyes were full of violence, Deng Fan's eyes suddenly condensed, and a thought flashed in his eyes.

Although Guanshan Taibao in front of him was also eroded by the demonic aura, he was a world apart from the second young master Wu. The second young master Wu still had some reason, but this one was completely rational, and his body did not show signs of alienation towards Hei Kang.

Suddenly, Deng Fan heard the ominous blood raised by the old man in Confucian robe, and he immediately had speculation in his heart.

If he was as expected, he would turn into a demon only by erosion of ominous blood, and the body that was purely alienated by this obscene aura would become such a wise demon puppet, or it would be more appropriate to call it a "demon puppet".

"Roar! Spurred..."

Looking at the demon puppet rushing towards him, Deng Fan thought, and Ming Yi in front of him suddenly roared, and a pair of blue and black hands that looked like ghost claws were instantly poked out. Just a confrontation, the body of the demon puppet was instantly torn in half.

"So weak..."

Smelling the fishy smell of blood, Deng Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that this demon puppet was so fragile, and it was completely different from the second son of the Wu family who turned into a demon.

But in a flash, Deng Fan realized that if this demon puppet was as difficult as the second son of the Wu family, how could the Black Stone Peak mine exist until now?

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Chapter completed!
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