The soul of human cultivators is constantly devoured by monsters, and the magic stone of monsters is also constantly taken away by human cultivators.

Yang Feng was silent as he watched countless cultivators fall.

According to principles, if the Yi Realm invades the Fo Realm twice, the Yi Realm's strength was damaged, so he should be happy.

But now, he couldn't be happy at all.

"Senior, can we make some money, too?"

In Jiang Zhong's eyes, there are countless high-level magic stones here, and for him, this is making a fortune.

As for those fallen immortal cultivators, haha, it’s just that they are not strong enough.

If you want to go further and obtain more cultivation resources, then work hard.

He came here like this at the beginning.

The great way is ruthless, this is just a reflection.

Yang Feng was about to nod, but suddenly another crisp gong sounded. Human cultivators retreated one after another, and the monsters seemed to have a tacit understanding and retreated one after another. Only some scattered human cultivators and the lonely monsters were still fighting.

Yang Feng's heart sank. He had fought when the monsters broke out in the underground abyss. It was an irrational and orderly battle.

Yang Feng didn't care about this kind of battle at all.

No matter how strong the monsters are, the kind that has basically no organization and only instinctive impact cannot do anything to human cultivators.
Chapter completed!