Seeing the freckled man punching Song Yun's back, the true energy of this punch was condensed and powerful, which made the entire mine resonate with a rumbling sound.

Not only that, the freckled man's fist also carries a strange yin energy, which makes people shudder.

"Boy, you're dead!"

The freckled man let out an excited cry and punched Song Yun in the back.

Bang.

With a loud bang, the air waves rolled, and the dust in the mine was blown up, and it was covered in gray, blocking its sight and making people cough.

"Song Yun!"

Wang Ling screamed worriedly, feeling his heart tightened.

She was about to rush out. Matherine next to her grabbed her arm and said nervously: "You are crazy. That guy is not a human at all. We can't beat him. Let's go quickly."

Morris, Oro, and Li Huanxin didn't care about other people's life and death, so they turned around and ran away.

However, they did not take two steps, and a figure blocked in front of them. It was the horse-faced man.

The horse-faced man sneered, "Don't you understand? I want you to stay and do coolies. You run away, who will I ask for to work?"

Morris and the other two were so scared that they took two steps back and did not dare to resist.

At this time, the rising smoke gradually dissipated and everyone regained their sight.

"You...why are you okay?"

A surprising sound came from the freckled man's mouth.

Everyone looked at it and saw Song Yun standing there with a fierce punch. The freckled man did not cause any harm to him.

For a moment, everyone showed an incredible expression like the freckled man.

Before everyone could react, Song Yun slapped the freckled man with a backhand.

Bang.

With a crisp sound, the freckled man had no time to dodge and was thrust in a straight face.

He was like a cannonball, and was pulled back by Song Yun, hitting the rocks of the mine cave, making a loud bang, and the rocks exploded.

The entire mine cave was shaken and gravel fell down. The force was unimaginable.

The freckled man fell to the ground, his cheeks were completely deformed, revealing his bones and flesh, and his eyes burst out, which was very terrifying.

"You...you are definitely not internal energy, you are hiding your realm!"

The freckled man twitched his face, looked at Song Yun, said in horror, turned around and wanted to escape.

But as soon as he turned around, Song Yun appeared in front of him and slapped him again.

The freckled man flew and hit the rock layer again, and after falling to the ground, there was no movement.

"Don't move, otherwise your fate will be worse than him."

Song Yun looked at the horse-faced man who was planning to escape. His expression was calm and his tone was calm, but he gave people an irresistible power.

The male face with a horse face looked ugly, and then he realized that Song Yun's strength was far superior to him.

He was silent and asked, "Who are you?"

"If I don't allow me, you will speak again and I will kill you."

Song Yun said something to the horse-faced man indifferently. The horse-faced man was shocked, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness, but he did not dare to resist.

His strength is similar to that of a freckled man. If the freckled man is completely abused, how dare he provoke Song Yun?

More importantly, Song Yun was very fast and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"Are you all okay?"

Song Yun walked up to Wang Ling and others and asked.

Wang Ling, Matherine and others came to their senses. When they looked at Song Yun, the expressions on their faces were very wonderful.

To everyone's surprise, Song Yun was so strong.

Qingxu and Qingnian smiled bitterly, thinking that they had said they wanted to protect Song Yun's safety before, they felt ashamed. Song Yun's strength was so strong that they didn't need to protect them at all.

Li Huanxin, Morris and Oro all lowered their heads, with an awkward expression.

They looked down on Song Yun a little before, but now it was Song Yun who saved their lives.

And in front of the horse's face and freckles, they didn't even have the courage to fight back.

"I really didn't expect that you are quite awesome."

Matherine came to her senses and sincerely praised Song Yun.

Wang Ling kept staring at Song Yun, feeling indescribable, amazed, surprised, admired...

There is still a hint of heart.

Trying to keep himself calm, Wang Ling nodded to Song Yun: "We are all fine."

"I'm relieved."

Song Yun smiled slightly, and his tender and caring eyes made Wang Ling's heart tremble.

She lowered her head in panic and did not dare to look directly at Song Yun's gaze.

Song Yun smiled and did not tease Wang Ling.

He turned to look at the five workers who had just planned to dig the Nine Orifices of Purple Flowers. The five were stunned at this moment, their eyes full of horror.

These five people should be from ethnic minorities and were forced to work by horse faces and freckles. Although they are strong, they should not eat well recently and have done a lot of work, so their faces are a little haggard.

Song Yun would not make things difficult for these miserable people. He pointed to the direction of the exit of the mine and said, "You go."

Five hard workers were like being amnesty, threw down their pickaxes and other tools in their hands and rushed toward the mine, each faster than the other.

Li Huanxin frowned and said, "Song Yun, did you just let them go?"

"Otherwise?" Song Yun turned around and looked at Li Huanxin and said coldly: "They were all forced. Do you still want to keep them to pay for their lives?"

Li Huanxin shrank his neck. After seeing Song Yun's power, he did not dare to talk back to Song Yun.

After the five coolies left, Song Yun looked at the horse's face with an ugly face and said, "Tell me, what's going on? Who are you? What's here for? What is the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

The horse face glanced at the freckled man who was unknown to life and death, and was silent for a while, and said to Song Yun: "Do you... do you know the spiritual land?"

Song Yun nodded: "I know, you continue."

Ma said, "The Heavenly Demon Sect is the power of the Shu spiritual land one of the three major spiritual lands in China. My name is Han Fei, Zhou Dong and I, Oh, Zhou Dong is the one who was slapped by you. We are disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Of course, we are low-powered and are the lowest-level disciples. We are negligible characters in the Heavenly Demon Sect."

Song Yun knew that building foundation is an introductory foundation, and consecrating upwards is a success. As for the elixir, he is a master.

He asked, "Since you are from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and you have plenty of spiritual power in the spiritual land. If you don't stay in the spiritual land, what are you doing in this mine?"

Han Fei smiled awkwardly and said, "The Heavenly Demon Sect has cultivated a sect in the outside world, called the Huoyun Sect, which mainly helps the Heavenly Demon Sect find something outside the world. The Huoyun Sect found what Demon Yang wanted in this mine, so Demon Yang brought me and Zhou Dong."

Song Yun raised his eyebrows: "What is Deacon Yang's realm?"

A strange color flashed in Han Fei's eyes, and then he said respectfully: "Deacon Yang is the peak of foundation building."

"What, the peak of foundation building!"

Qingxu and Qingnian exclaimed immediately when they heard the words of Ma Fang.

Seeing Qingxu and Qingnian look surprised, Wang Ling looked at them and said in confusion: "Is the peak of foundation building a great place?"

Qingxu smiled bitterly: "It's not just a powerful master, but a master at the peak of foundation building, can kill us all in the blink of an eye."

Qingnian frowned and pondered: "But there are foundation-building cultivators in the Hermit Realm? This is impossible."

Although the two Taoist priests are elders of the Qingcheng Sect and are considered masters, they do not know that China has three spiritual lands, so it is even more impossible for them to know that in the spiritual land, there are not only foundation building, but also super masters who consecrate and form elixirs.

"The peak of foundation building is not simple."

Song Yun murmured, for him, the peak of foundation building can indeed attract attention.

With his current strength of building foundations for half a step, he asked himself that he would deal with the middle stage of foundation building, which was OK in the late stage, but the peak of foundation building is a bit troublesome.

Seeing his solemn expression, Han Feinan showed joy in his eyes and said to Song Yun: "This young man, I suggest you let me go. I can't tell Deacon Yang what happened here. Otherwise, Deacon Yang will take action, and then you will be miserable."

This is like thinking about Song Yun, but the meaning in the words is obviously threatening Song Yun.

Bang.

Suddenly, a loud slap sounded.

Everyone didn't react, and Song Yun slapped Han Fei in the face, thrusting Han Fei on the ground for a few rounds before stopping.

No one expected that Song Yun would be so sudden.

Han Fei's body was filled with dust, half of his skin was blooming, and blood was flowing.

He stood up and looked at Song Yun. A resentment flashed in his horrified eyes, and he thought to himself: "You dare to hit me, I will definitely kill you garbage. The Heaven Demon Sect is not something you can afford to provoke. I, Han Fei, will take revenge no matter what."

Although he was ruthless, Han Fei did not dare to say anything on the surface, for fear of being slapped again.

"Remember, don't threaten me."
To be continued...