Li Ming thought Elder Yu Hu was out of his mind, insisting on using people.
"Click-click-click..."
At this moment, the millstone made a clicking sound, clearly unable to grind the huge phoenix.
The millstone was blocked by a giant phoenix. Some people went to see what was going on, and the millers in the four directions stopped and started chatting. Some were even crying.
Then I saw several cultivators being carried out.
The deceased's skin appeared normal, but Li Ming knew that the life force in the deceased had been completely drained.
"Wait here for me." The young Taoist in hemp robes ran over, then quickly ran back, pointed at the three women, and said, "Go to the east corner and help them push the millstone."
The village chief, Shao Siming, and Huang Muyu followed him.
With the addition of personnel, the huge millstone started turning again, slowly grinding the phoenix into powder.
Li Ming suddenly realized: "No wonder they died. It turns out that the millstone needs people's life force to turn. If this is consumed for a long time, the people who drive the millstone will die."
We must figure out what's going on here as soon as possible.
"Don't envy them. Come with me. You have a more important task." The Taoist boy in hemp robes led Li Ming to the mountains of corpses, waved to a beautiful girl, and shouted, "Elder Ziyan, I've brought her to you. She's strong and healthy, full of vitality. She's a good candidate for hard labor. Ye Fan, you'll follow her from now on."
"Ye Fan, who the hell is calling me?" On the other side of the mountain of corpses, a man frowned, stroked his chin, and asked in confusion, "Have I been discovered?"
A black dog wearing floral shorts rolled its eyes and said:
"Don't talk nonsense. Your current alias is Li Ming. You always use his name to travel around. If you ever run into him, he'll beat you to death."
"When you're out in the world, it's perfectly normal to use an alias, okay? I thought his name sounded nice, so I used it. Otherwise, would you expect me to be called Li Feiyu?"
Besides, he's in the Yunmeng Sect, how could he possibly have gotten here?
"Amitabha Buddha, what kind of place is this? How did we get here?" a fat man asked, very frustrated.
"Who knows? Maybe it's in the world of the coffins of gods," Ye Fan said.
A few days ago, he, Duan De, Hei Huang, Ji Ziyue, the Holy Prince, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, Jiang Huai Ren, the old assassin Qi Luo, and others descended upon the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple.
They saw the traces of the Taoist boy from 200,000 years ago, the Emperor of Feathered Ascension, and the coffin of a deity buried in the heavens.
Black Emperor and Duan De were in charge of opening the coffins. The coffins kept nesting inside each other, and they ended up here inexplicably. The most terrifying thing was that Little Nannan also appeared next to them.
"Big brother, what should we do?" the little girl asked, her hair in two braids and her bare, delicate white feet exposed.
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