42. Just out of the tiger's mouth, and into the wolf's den
Although he was fighting to the death with the opponent, the big man in black's attention was no longer on the seven foundation-building monks. It wasn't that he didn't care, but that all his attention was focused on the man in the air.
The big man in black completely ignored the seven foundation-building monks. It wasn't that he didn't care, but that all his attention was focused on the man in the air at the moment.
The other party did not reveal even a single trace of mana fluctuation, but it was precisely because of this that it was terrifying. You must know that he was floating in the air entirely by his own mana, and there was a bottomless abyss beneath his feet.
He was a middle-aged man, fair and fat, with a friendly smile. He was even fatter than Fatty Zhu, who had troubled Zhu Yi before. After this man appeared, the seven foundation-building monks of the Hou Mansion stopped taking action.
The big man in black was in shock and did not dare to act rashly.
The fat middle-aged man looked at Zhu Yi in the crowd with a smile, and said gently: "Master Yi, I'll take you home."
Facing this middle-aged man who came to save him, Zhu Yi's face was even uglier than that of the big man in black and others. He clenched his fists and said nothing.
The big man in black took a deep breath: "May I ask your title?"
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "You may have heard of my name. My surname is Huang. Many people are used to calling me Huang San."
The fat man Huang San still smiled genially, but the faces of the monks from the Gale Society were ashen.
Huang San, the third steward under Xuanji Marquis Zhu Hongwu, is close to everyone, and specializes in handling some private matters for Xuanji Marquis. He is ruthless and has a prominent reputation, but he acts in a low-key manner. Few people have seen his true face, but they did not expect that he is a fat and white man.
Fat middle-aged man.
The big man in black felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave at this time, because he knew that the fat man in front of him, who looked like an angry businessman, was a real Golden Core monk!
But the hatred for the subjugation of the country, the hatred of the genocide, his dignity, his hatred, and his anger made it impossible for him to surrender to the people in front of him.
All the Gale Order monks had a look of determination on their faces. Even if their bodies were trembling slightly out of instinctive fear, they still stood side by side, facing the powerful enemy in front of them who could destroy them with just one finger.
Huang San sighed leisurely: "Xue Feng Country... No, it is my Xuefeng County in Da Zhou now. If you ask me, you should kill all the aborigines and immigrate from within Da Zhou. Then there will be no trouble."
Already."
The big man in black was furious and controlled the hurricane formation. Suddenly dozens of tornadoes roared out and attacked Huang San from different angles and directions.
Huang San laughed, his eyes almost squinted and said, "You guys still don't understand the situation."
Before he finished speaking, Huang San raised his hand slightly, and a cold wind that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Abyss instantly swept through the entire underground palace!
Almost instantly, the underground palace turned directly into a world of ice and snow. The stone walls were covered with crystal clear ice. When the light of fluorite shone on it, it shone with a dazzling light, making the entire space brighter.
In one breath, the underground palace completely turned into an ice cave.
The violent tornado was frozen in the icicles and still maintained its previous shape, but now it looked extremely ridiculous.
This is just the beginning. What is frozen by the ice is far more than just a tornado.
Starting from the big man in black, a layer of snow-white frost formed on the surface of all the Gale Order monks' bodies out of thin air. The frost became thicker and thicker, and in the end, they were all about to be frozen into ice sculptures.
But Zhu Yi, standing among them, was safe and sound. Not only was there no ice or snow attack, Zhu Yi could not even feel any change in the surrounding temperature.
The big man in black's expression changed suddenly, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to draw a talisman.
Huang San's eyes flashed in mid-air: "Golden elixir talisman?" The talisman played by the big man in black was a golden elixir talisman, made by a golden elixir-level monk, and its power was equivalent to a full-strength attack with a golden elixir-level cultivation level.
The talisman exploded in mid-air and turned into rolling thunder. Countless lightning snakes flew in all directions, tearing through Huang San's magic blockade.
Numerous cracks appeared on the ice, densely packed like spider webs, and dazzling lightning reflected on the ice, illuminating the underground palace like daylight.
Countless ice cubes broke apart and fell into the abyss below like rain. The earth shook and the mountains shook. The entire underground palace seemed to be in the doomsday of the earth falling apart.
Even the six foundation-building monks who came with Huang San changed their expressions and tried their best to stabilize their bodies, but they were still calm. Their eyes were focused on Huang San, the most direct target of thunder and lightning in mid-air.
Huang San's face remained as usual, and he even had time to smile: "Struggle to the death." He raised his palms in vain, and the powerful magic power first appeared at this moment. The vast void seemed to solidify, and the surging cold air at this moment actually
The violent thunder is frozen!
In the snow-white cold air, the dancing thunder and lightning seemed like a bound flying dragon, but under the confinement of the cold air, its movements became increasingly stiff.
The cave that was like an earthquake before was stabilized at this moment, and the tragic scene like the earth was shattering was calmed down by Huang San's chat and laughter.
Huang San smiled and said: "We are both in the golden elixir stage, and our cultivation levels are still high and low."
All the Gale Wind Society monks were even more disappointed. Huang San didn't take the talisman that had the power of a strike from the Golden Core Stage monks at all.
The big man in black glanced at Zhu Yi and did not dare to hesitate at all. He grabbed him and threw him directly towards the abyss at his feet, and then rushed towards the teleportation circle deep in the tunnel without looking back.
Huang San smiled and used some magic power to catch the falling Zhu Yi, but a strong foul smell suddenly surged from the bottom of the abyss.
This foul smell is like a sleeping monster that was suddenly awakened by the previous changes.
When Huang San's magic power came into contact with this foul smell, he lost control instantly and was directly swallowed by the foul smell.
"Huh?" Huang San's eyes, which had been narrowed to a slit, suddenly widened, and his fat figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he was in front of Zhu Yi, catching Zhu Yi with his own hands, and at the same time he was exposed to the foul smell.
Huang San's whole body was surrounded by cold air, and many of them were eroded by the foul air, but he still suppressed the foul air with his tyrannical magic power.
Just because he was so distracted, the big man in black and several Gale Society monks had already taken the opportunity to escape into the tunnel and activated the teleportation circle.
The smile on Huang San's face disappeared, and he raised his hand to make a magic spell. The coldness suddenly surged, and he wanted to freeze the teleportation circle.
The big man in black was very decisive. In order to buy time, he threw away Zhu Yi who had worked so hard to capture him. However, Huang San's cultivation level was too high. Even if he blocked the golden elixir talisman first and then rescued Zhu Yi, he was still able to capture him in the end.
They intercepted and killed.
Unfortunately, at the critical moment, the strange stench rising from the abyss helped the big man in black. After all this delay, Huang San was still a step slower.
The teleportation circle has been activated. Under the influence of Huang San's magic power, the space opened by the magic circle is twisted and twisted, and even tore the body of a Gale Society monk in half. But in the end, it opened a void path, allowing a few men in black to
escape.
Huang San chuckled and said: "A few mice are quite slippery, but if your third master disturbs you like this, you will not be able to teleport to the predetermined place. If you don't die in the turbulence of the void, it will be a fortune teller."
Zhu Yi, who was caught in his hand, said nothing.
Huang San looked at Zhu Yi and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes: "These little thieves are quite smart. They found such a place with mixed spiritual energy. Ordinary people can't search it when they come in. But people who come out of a small place are short-sighted, but
I don’t know that Golden Core Stage monks can still locate targets in such an environment.”
"It's so merciful that I didn't let you, Master Yi, fall into the hands of those thieves. Otherwise, the Marquis's face would have been completely ruined by you."
The other seven foundation-building monks looked at Zhu Yi with playful smiles on their faces, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Zhu Yi felt bitter in his heart. With just one glance, he recognized that these monks were all monks who were attached to the wife of Marquis Xuanji, Mrs. Shao.
The Huang San in front of him, although he was a confidant of Marquis Xuanji, was also a confidant of Madam Shao. He often came forward to handle some shady matters for Madam Shao.
For example, now, Zhu Yi believes that he would never mind killing him and then blaming the blame on the Gale Society people.
This is truly a case of emerging from the tiger's mouth and entering the wolf's den again.
Sure enough, Huang San said with a smile: "Young Master Yi, I can't say anything to fall into the hands of thieves, and then they will use it to blackmail Mr. Hou. Of course, Mr. Hou will not compromise with a group of thieves, but if the matter spreads, Mr. Hou will
My face has also been lost."
"However, if Master Yi commits suicide because of his filial piety and does not want to be his father, the Marquis is in trouble and commits suicide. If word spreads that he will not surrender, it will be a good story, right?"
As he spoke, Huang Sanyi stared at Zhu Yi with his small eyes, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.
Zhu Yi instantly felt that his heart was being grasped tightly by an invisible big hand and was being rubbed continuously. All the blood in his body gathered into his atrium, threatening to explode his heart!
Zhu Yi's pupils gradually dilated, and his eyes began to lose their look.