The old man surnamed Zhang said, patting the sturdy man.

The man came to his senses.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency, why did you tie me up and Miss Leng?"

Su Yi asked coldly.

"The contemptible person is the village chief of this village, and the two of you appeared outside the village for no reason, and they are strange faces, so naturally I want to tie you two up."

Village Chief Zheng said with an unkind face.

"The next surname is Su, this is my friend Miss Leng, the two of us just fell on the outskirts of your village by accident, and there is no malicious intent."

Su Yi said.

"Hehe, this girl looks like a fairy, so naturally she has no malice."

"As for you, little white face? But it's hard to say, I, Zheng, hate those white and clean little white faces the most in my life, and if I let Zheng meet me today, Zheng is welcome! ”

"Come on, give me a big punishment, this little white face is not a good thing at first glance, it must be a fine work sent from another village."

After speaking, he beckoned his men to go down and get the torture tools.

"Amitabha, according to what Lao Wei can see, this Su Gongzi is just a monk who has been exiled here like Lao Gao."

The old man surnamed Zhang sighed.

"Hehe, old thing, don't think that you dare to point fingers at Zheng just because you are old."

Village Chief Zheng did not give the old man surnamed Zhang any face, and insisted on using Su Yi to torture.

"It's useless, Uncle Zhang, this village chief Zheng is afraid that he covets the beauty of the cold girl, so he wants to get rid of Su, but what makes Su strange is why can't he mobilize mana here?"

Facing the bright torture instruments of Village Chief Zheng's subordinates, Su Yi's face did not change color in the slightest, but asked lightly.

This point also asked the doubts in Leng Qingyue's heart.

She couldn't feel the prohibition that the monk surnamed Qin had placed on her now, and she couldn't mobilize the mana in her body.

"Master Su, it's not a secret, in this devil fog, there is a lot of chaotic power, and our monks are no different from ordinary people in this ghost place, and they can't use mana at all."

Uncle Zhang muttered.

At this moment, one of Village Chief Zheng's subordinates held a red-hot iron tong and caught a piece of charcoal to burn Su Yi's face.

Su Yi snorted coldly, and ran the [Innate Gong], and the powerful internal force made the ropes on his body shatter inch by inch.

At the same time, Su Yi dodged, came behind the man with the iron tongs, and slammed the man unconscious.

"You also know martial arts?"

Village Chief Zheng exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time swung his right palm and struck at Su Yi's face.

Su Yi dodged, lightly avoided Village Chief Zheng, and at the same time volleyed a palm into the air and hit Village Chief Zheng's left shoulder.

With a click, Village Chief Zheng's left shoulder was smashed by Su Yi's fluttering palm, and it fell down weakly.

Village Chief Zheng spat out a mouthful of blood and hurriedly begged for mercy: "A good man spares his life, a good man spares his life." ”

Su Yi smiled slightly: "Don't you hate the little white face the most?" Why are you asking for mercy now? ”

When Village Chief Zheng heard this, he knelt down in fright: "The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, but I didn't expect Su Gongzi to be a top master, the villain should die, the villain should die." ”

Su Yi's hundred-layer innate internal strength, in the eyes of ordinary mortal martial arts masters, was like a god.

Not to mention that Su Yi was tied with a rope, even if Su Yi stood still and let Village Chief Zheng fight, Village Chief Zheng would be shocked to death by Su Yi's incomparably thick internal force.

When Village Chief Zheng's subordinates saw that Village Chief Zheng was kneeling down and begging for mercy, they knelt down one after another, hoping that Su Yi would spare them.

There is only the old man surnamed Zhang, who recites Amitabha Buddha by mouth.

Su Yi went to untie the rope on Leng Qingyue's body first, and then turned to Village Chief Zheng and the others and said, "It's not impossible to ask Su to spare you." ”

"You have to take Su out."

Village Chief Zheng was first happy when he heard that Su Yiken had spared them.

When they heard that Su Yi wanted them to take Su Yi out, they felt as uncomfortable as eating flies.

"Don't hide it from Master Su, you can't go out here, whether it's a monk or an ordinary mortal, as long as you are sucked here by this devil's mist, most of them will die of old age in this place for the rest of their lives."

The old man surnamed Zhang relieved the siege for the village chief Zheng.

"Can't get out? Uncle, you're not kidding, why can't you go out if you can get in? ”

Su Yi asked puzzled.

"On the way out, there is only the pass of the highest extinct volcano in the center of this place, where the yin wind blows all the year round, and if ordinary monks touch it, they will be blown by the yin wind, and their muscles and bones will be soft and unable to move."

"Not only that, but there are countless Yin Beasts here, these Yin Beasts are huge, extremely cruel, and feed on humans."

"So, even if they knew there was an exit, no one would be able to get out of here. Some of the brave, or concerned about the outside world, tried to climb the crater, but all died on the way. ”

The old man surnamed Zhang explained.

After Su Yi pondered for a moment, he smashed a thick stone wall through with a palm of his hand, forming a hole in the shape of five fingers.

"Su is not afraid to say to Zhang, Su has peerless martial arts, and he can hurt people with flowers and leaves, according to what he sees, can Su resist those yin winds and yin beasts."

When the old man surnamed Zhang heard this, he shook his head and said, "There was once a Yuan Infant Monk, although he couldn't use mana, but he relied on his physical strength to climb the crater and fell halfway through. ”

"That Yuan Infant Cultivator is the head of a sect that specializes in body refining."

"Young Master Su thinks, who is stronger than you and that Yuan Infant Cultivator?"

The old man surnamed Zhang asked rhetorically.

Su Yi was silent.

Hearing the old man surnamed Zhang say this, he probably understood the danger of climbing the crater.

However, although he was not confident, he could cultivate to the body again, and he could compare to that Yuan Infant Monk.

But the Netherworld Qi in his body was growing.

Although there is a so-called chaotic power here, it is impossible to use spiritual power.

However, the strong netherworld aura here seemed to be very beneficial to the black golden pill in his body.

Su Yi could clearly feel that the pitch-black golden pill that was huddled in the corner of the Mud Pill Palace, which was originally constantly getting smaller and disappearing soon, began to grow gradually under the nourishment of the rich netherworld qi here.

Su Yi remembered that among the exercises of the Ghost Spirit Gate, there seemed to be a special practice for refining the body.

Ghost cultivators were originally strong because of their ghost bodies, so in the fighting method, they were often far superior to Terran monks of the same level.

The Ghost Spirit Sect started a sect with the Ghost Dao Exercises, and the exercises within the sect naturally borrowed from the Ghost Dao monks' body refining methods.

Su Yi decided that here, after successfully cultivating the Ghost Dao Body Refining Method, he would break into the crater again and take a look at what was going on with the Yin Wind and the Yin Beast.

Seeing that Su Yi was silent, Village Chief Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, said in a low voice: "The villain's shoulder is injured and needs treatment, so the villain won't bother Su Gongzi here." ”

After that, he stood up and was about to leave.

Su Yi snorted coldly: "Does Su agree with you leaving?" ”

When Village Chief Zheng heard this, sweat was like rain, stood in place, and looked at the old man surnamed Zhang as if asking for help.

"Master Su, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, my Buddha is merciful, and I implore Master Su to spare these people."

The old man surnamed Zhang folded his hands and bowed slightly.

Su Yi is not a person who loves to kill, but these people will definitely not be left behind.

These people were vicious, and Su Yi didn't know them, so he tried in vain to force himself to death with torture.

If it weren't for Su Yi's martial arts, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot.

Su Yi dodged a few times and clicked a few times on the big points of these people.

"Su Mou just abolished your martial arts as a punishment, you get out, if Su Mou sees you again, there will be no forgiveness."

Su Yi said.

Village Chief Zheng and his subordinates were like ashes, but they were afraid of Su Yi's martial arts and did not dare to say anything, so they had to flee from the village in disgrace.

Su Yi and Leng Qingyue, under the leadership of the old man surnamed Zhang, walked out of the stone house.

Su Yi looked up and saw that the sky was gray, and he couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

And this place is very cold, and the wind is howling. In mid-air, there were snowflakes fluttering.

"There are about 40 people in this village."

"It's winter all year round, and it snows day and night, and the snow melts as soon as it falls."

"And the land here is strange and can't grow crops, so the villagers feed on small yin beasts."

"Since Gongzi Su drove away the original village chief, then Gongzi Su is our village chief."

The old man surnamed Zhang said lightly.