Tiannan Province, Dongyu Mountain.

Here is rich in a kind of jade called Dongyu. The jade is very warm and popular, and it has become one of the specialties here over time.

Because of Dongyu, the people here are generally wealthier.

There are several families on the eastern foothills of Dongyu Mountain. They rarely go outside. Almost all ancestors have dug ore in Dongyu Mountain for generations.

At this time, in the innermost family, a man in a black robe was sitting awkwardly.

"How are things done for you?"

"Master Hui! It's done! Now only a blood sacrifice is needed!"

The people kneeling on the ground are wearing ordinary clothes, with rich traces of time on their faces, and their hands are covered with frostbite and cracks. At first glance, it is the jade farmer here who is also an honest person.

It's just that outsiders wouldn't expect such an honest person to be a peripheral member of the Demon God Temple.

The level of lurking in the Demon Temple is far deeper than others imagined!

Even far beyond the imagination of other human powerhouses!

It is estimated that no one knows that the Demon God Temple can communicate with the inside of the Demon Realm, so Dongyu Mountain entered the vision of the Demon God Temple a long time ago.

It's just that Dongyu Mountain is too famous, so everything must be done in a concealed manner.

It took nearly ten years, and now all the arrangements on Dongyu Mountain are finally completed, and it is time to harvest the fruit.

"Very good! You will be blessed by the demon god!"

The black-robed man nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his hand, and the demon energy directly penetrated into the old farmer's body.

The physical body of the old farmer was quickly strengthened, and even the rough face began to become delicate, as if he was rejuvenating.

This is just a simple usage of the evil spirit. Ten thousand people may be confused. They don't know the different ways of the monsters. The final result of this behavior of forcibly accepting the evil spirit with a physical body can only completely lose consciousness.

Become a machine that only knows to kill!

It's a pity that the black-robed man didn't tell him this.

In the past, only a little bit of demon energy was transmitted in order to control the old peasants, but now it is different. The purpose of the Demon God Temple has been achieved. As for the life and death of the old peasants, who cares?

"Thank you demon **** for the reward!"

It's a pity that the old farmer, who didn't know the harm of the evil spirit, knelt on the ground respectfully, and knocked his head directly at the black robe man.

"Don't delay, follow me to the mine!"

The black-robed man waved his wide robe, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Years of planning has finally come to the point of view! How can he not be excited?

"Yes!"

The old farmer felt the extremely active cells in his body and the seemingly inexhaustible power, and he immediately felt that he was back in his youth. This feeling made him ignore the anger and killing intent that came out of his mind.

Under the leadership of the old farmer, the black-robed man went down into the pit from the courtyard.

At this time, the mine can no longer be described as a mine, it is a work of art!

The light blue Dongyu reflected a fascinating color because of the light in the mine, and the countless fine stripes made the black-robed man's body tremble with excitement.

"Finally to succeed! God helps me the Demon Temple! God helps me the Demon Race!"

The black-robed man was full of excitement, and then knelt directly at the huge statue in the middle.

But at this time, the old farmer suddenly said angrily: "Who are you! Why are you here!"