Looking at the old monk's extremely proud expression, Han Sanqian looked extremely cold.
A pair of eyes stared at the old monk, wanting to pull out his muscles and bones.
"Yo yo yo, look at it, some people's eyes are so scary, they wish they could eat my old bones." Facing Han Sanqian's angry eyes, the old monk was not afraid at all, instead he looked like a
A joking look.
To him, the powerful demon god in all directions, Han Sanqian, who possesses the Pangu Ax and is nearly invincible, may be a terrifying existence to others, but now he is his prisoner.
Wouldn’t it be nice to feel so refreshed?
Ask the world, who else is like this?!
Therefore, the old monk is naturally proud and happy.
"Haha, Master, don't worry. No matter how ferocious this evil dog is and bites people, at least he has to break free from the chain first."
"This dog chain is our mysterious jade lock. Let alone a vicious dog, even a true god cannot break free."
"Oh, by the way, Han Sanqian, I forgot to tell you that the black shackles on your hands were made by my master for tens of thousands of years using the hardest materials from all over the Bafang world.
All things are trapped, and even the true God will never be able to escape." After hearing the mocking reminders from his disciples, the old monk pretended to be suddenly enlightened.
Han Sanqian's face was cold, but he kept trying to use force in his hands, but unfortunately, the black shackles were indeed extremely hard. Even if Han Sanqian used the energy of chaos, it was still to no avail.
Seeing Han Sanqian using his secret strength, the old monk smiled contemptuously: "If I were you, I would be more honest. Han Sanqian, if I am going to trap you with just a lock, do you think I am stupid?"
"Do you remember the rain when we came?"
On the mountain road when they came, the three of them did encounter a rain. The rain lasted for a long time, so Han Sanqian naturally remembered it clearly.
The old monk smiled contemptuously: "That is the poisonous rain carefully prepared for you. In the sky, it is the only place where it rains. Do I think highly of you?"
"As long as you are touched by the poison rain, your body will be infected with a colorless and odorless poison. It is usually fine and hidden in the skin. Once you exercise vigorously, the poison will enter the body through the skin and spread through the blood.
His whole body, you just fought in the devil's cave, which is exactly what it wanted."
After saying that, the old monk laughed and looked at Han Sanqian: "If my guess is right, you should feel a little uncomfortable if you use energy now. However, this is normal, so don't worry. Because, this
These are all normal reactions. After ten minutes, let alone the energy to move, this poison will make you miserable even if you want to move."
"Han Sanqian, those steamed buns are actually the antidote. Master has long known that you may not completely believe us, so he will definitely be wary of us. But you may never have dreamed that those steamed buns are actually the real antidote."
The antidote. Your vigilance is hurting you, and your cleverness will be mistaken for your cleverness, haha." The little monk Tian'er also sneered mockingly, how could the coldness on his face be achieved by a child?
"Everything is a game, right? The Night Demon no longer exists at all. The monsters in this devil's cave are just virtualized by you." Han Sanqian said coldly.
"That's right, the monsters in this devil's cave were transformed by the old monk using a mysterious jade essence lock and a special magic method." Speaking of this, the old monk looked cold: "That bastard Night Demon still has the nerve to brag to the world with the old monk.
Invincible, I even sent my disciples to help him with the Voice of Ten Thousand Demons, but in the end, he was defeated miserably in your hands, you are simply incompetent."
Defeat means defeat. What makes the old monk most angry is that Night Demon was completely defeated by Han Sanqian, so much so that at the critical moment, he dared to remind Han Sanqian of the key core.
This pair of old monks and his gang are extremely deadly. If Han Sanqian wants to listen to what Night Demon says, then they will not only fall short in this battle, but even be completely defeated.
"So, my master simply followed his plan. After you wrapped the restaurant with a barrier, master asked us to use the method of spreading the Buddha's voice that night to turn all the people in the city into zombies. Naturally, you became the one you had yesterday.
The scene I saw in the morning."
"Master knew that there were spies on your city wall, so he would definitely leave the city, so he laid out a big plan and waited for you to show up."
When Han Sanqian appeared, this plan to overturn the dragon and the dragon was officially implemented.
"You are very smart." Han Sanqian said coldly.
The whole process was made almost seamlessly by the old monk, without any flaws.
For Han Sanqian, it was almost the real truth.
"Your reputation as Han Sanqian was not only achieved by force. In that classic battle with less to win more at the foot of the Wushu Sect, when faced with the equally young and famous Ye Gucheng, even Wang Xuuzhi still made clever tricks one after another.
How dare I underestimate your IQ? Without a perfect explanation and a reasonable layout, how could it be so easy to deceive you Han Sanqian?" the old monk said with a soft smile.
When he said this, he was no longer as arrogant as before, but rather respected Han Sanqian.
"It seems that the person I want to see is already here." Han Sanqian smiled slightly at this time.
After saying that, he suddenly looked up at the old monk and said, "He is also very smart."
But soon Han Sanqian suddenly smiled and said: "If it weren't for that little difference, you would really have succeeded."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the old monk became very angry and shouted coldly: "You are just a prisoner, why is the old monk's plan any worse?"
"Han Sanqian, you are so arrogant!"
"Now that you are trapped by us, what qualifications do you have to scream here?"
"Succeeding as a king and losing as a bandit, it is always difficult for the loser to accept it, but Han Sanqian, as a man, you must always look forward."
As he said that, several people looked at Han Sanqian with a sneer.
Han Sanqian smiled disdainfully, shook his head, and looked squarely at the old monk: "I want to see someone."
"who?"
Han Sanqian smiled: "A person who has a deep hatred for me."
"I don't know who you're talking about!"
"She is very beautiful. Even among the crowd, she is a beauty who stands out from the crowd. Among all the monks like you, there is no need to say more. If you want me to make it more obvious, the one with the female Guanyin Buddha statue in the east
That person in the forest, have I made it clear enough?"
Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the smile on the old monk's face froze. His brows suddenly furrowed, his heart was shocked, and his face was as cold as water!
