I saw the people in black still guarding the veins, and a mile away, a large group of warriors were discussing.
"It seems that these warriors have suffered from the hands of those men in black, otherwise these warriors would not be so far away."
Qin Ming looked at everything with a light smile, and strode towards the group of people in black.
"Who?" A sturdy man among the people in black suddenly shouted as he watched an old man of unknown origin coming over.
Hearing the roar of the man in black, the warriors who were discussing in the distance all walked toward this side, paying attention to the movement here.
Qin Ming said with a cold smile:
"You can get out!"
"Haha..." The man in black laughed, "It's up to you? Do you see the warriors behind you?
None of these people can rob us of our mineral veins, are you the only one who is not dead? "
"Stubbornly stubborn!" Qin Ming snorted coldly and waved his hand at the man in black. Suddenly, an aura spewed out from Qin Ming's hand, turning into a big eagle and rushing towards the man in black.
The headed man in black was hit by a big eagle, like a huge boulder, his body was smashed into the air like a rag, hanging upside down on the mountain wall, covered with mud.
Fighting spirit!
Wuling class powerhouse!
The other people in black drew their swords and wanted to do it. When they saw Qin Ming's move, they were dumbfounded, like dementia.
The swords in his hand felt extremely heavy, falling to the ground one after another, making a crackling sound, and a man in black, who looked like the leader of the team, bowed his hand and tremblingly said:
"Front... Senior, what... what do you want?"
"Go away, this place will belong to the old man from now on!" Qin Ming shouted coldly.
The black man bit his scalp and said, "This place is for the Sixth Prince. Look..."
"Let's take the six princes less to press me, the old man Shadow Demon, if you are unsatisfied, just come to the old man!" Qin Ming's eyes widened, and the martial arts powerhouse pressed toward the man in black.
The small second-grade mineral vein is nothing to Wu Ling, he does not believe that the seventh prince would offend the martial arts expert for a second-grade mineral vein.
"Let's get out now! Now get out." The man in black quickly picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground and left for the distance.
And those idle warriors were even more trembling with fright. The old man said he would kill him and was moody. If he was upset, he would kill them all, and they would find someone to make sense.
"You are not going out yet, do you want me to invite you to drink tea?" Qin Ming turned around and shouted.
The group of warriors suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts.
Qin Ming shook his head and began to explore the second-grade cloud iron ore.
The reason why he wants to occupy the mineral vein is to calm the riots in Liucheng.
Only if he occupied this place as Wu Ling, no one would still have delusions about this place.
One more thing, didn't the Sixth Prince want to remove his father's seat of city lord for this mineral vein?
Now the veins are in his hands, to see if the Sixth Prince will spend a lot of money to replace his father.
After walking around the vein, Qin Ming shook his head. This vein is just a small mine, which is of no value to him.
"Forget it, it was originally not for the value of the vein itself, so let's arrange it first! lest the idle warriors steal the ore."
From the spatial ring, Qin Ming took out the equipment he had prepared a long time ago, and began to arrange the guardian formation.
He didn't care about the idle warriors stealing ore, but he was afraid that because of the benefits of these ores, the idle warriors would flock to him.
These idle warriors are for the benefit, but they dare to do anything, even if he has announced that this place belongs to him, it is better to surround it with a formation.
