Go and mine for me! 1!

In the empty space in the forest, the middle-aged cultivator and his six fellow disciples were gathered together.

There were controls between their eyebrows, which were now emerald green in color, indicating that they were on standby.

The different colors represented different meanings. The purpose was to let the operator confirm whether his commands were accepted.

It was impossible for the controlled person to pretend to be perfunctory, as the controller would see through it at a glance.

Therefore, even if he was unwilling, he could only keep it in his heart and did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

After experiencing the taste of punishment, no one would want to experience it again. It was simply hellish torture.

Death would be a relief, but it was a pity that after being controlled, it would not be easy for them to die.