Martial Soul: Be a Saint

It was precisely because he knew that the godly vein would release its energy, he had to be careful.    

    

Moreover, this was the Darkness Source God Crystal Mining Veins in front of him. Once it erupted with dark energy, it would definitely be much more powerful than the normal Divine Crystal Dust.    

    

As the other miner saw Nangong Xiong's actions, they immediately knew that he was going to unseal the black godly vein in front of him, so they quickly retreated.    

    

It was obvious that they also knew that the opening of the godly vein would result in the eruption of primordial energy. Only by staying far away from it would they be safe.    

    

Nangong Xiong slowly walked forward. Observing his movements and his expression, he realized that not only was the current him walking very slowly, his expression was also one of caution.    

    

In reality, his soul consciousness had been scanning the obsidian ore deposit all along, attempting to feel the energy of the Darkness Source God Crystal Mining Veins.    

    

Soon, he arrived in front of the black crystal vein. He stopped and half squatted, extending his hand to feel the black crystal vein.    

    

No one noticed that at this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a trace of a fiendish look suddenly emerged on his face.    

    

At the same time, Zhu Luo, who was holding onto a shield, stared at Nangong Xiong's back, a cold light flickering in his eyes.    

    

If he owned all these fake crystal veins, he would definitely be able to step into the peak of the divine way.    

    

In comparison.    

    

The people before him weren't enough.    

    

Little did he know that Nangong Xiong had the same thought.    

    

It could be said that for the sake of wealth, everything was useless.    

    

The two of them had their own thoughts. In fact, even the people who were with them right now had their own thoughts.    

    

The temptation of godgems was simply too great.    

    

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely oppressive. It was as if time had stopped, and it happened very slowly.    

    

After an unknown period of time, Nangong Xiong suddenly raised the gold pick in his hand and smashed it onto the black godly vein.    

    

At that moment.    

    

As he moved, the pupils of dozens of people shrank rapidly. Streams of killing intent suddenly filled their bodies.    

    

Murderous...    

    

Right, a massacre.    

    

In an instant, the entire mine was filled with killing intent.    

    

Time slowed down once again.    

    

The speed at which Nangong Xiong unlocked the seal seemed to have slowed down, and waiting seemed to have become an ordeal.    

    

Maybe it was Nangong Xiong's doing, but just as his pickaxe was about to fall, he suddenly stopped.    

    

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the nervous faces of the crowd, finally landing on Zhu Luo, who was holding a shield in his hand.    

    

"Brother Zhu, how about you lend me the shield in your hand?"    

    

Nangong Xiong asked him with a smile.    

    

From his demeanor, he didn't look the least bit out of place, as if he was a completely different person. One could tell from just one look that he was someone who had a deep and shrewd personality.    

    

Of course, Zhu Luo wouldn't mind.    

    

The instant he turned around, the murderous look on his face disappeared, and the coldness in his eyes returned to normal.    

    

Hearing this, he laughed lightly and immediately threw the shield in his hand over.    

    

"Take it and use it …"    

    

"Haha, many thanks little brother Zhu. When the crystal meridians are unsealed, we will enjoy great wealth and glory!"    

    

Nangong Xiong received the shield and laughed loudly.    

    

Then, he held it in front of him, and in the next instant, the golden pickaxe in his hand struck out in a flash that exceeded everyone's expectations.    

    

BOOM!    

    

In an instant.    

    

A terrifying stream of dark energy exploded from the broken crystal vein like a torrent.    

    

An unexpected energy instantly sent Nangong Xiong flying.    

    

Witnessing this scene, a cold light flashed through Zhu Luo's eyes.    

    

Clang!    

    

A sword chime suddenly concealed the explosion of the origin of darkness.