Chapter 432 Mahjong Colors

Li Huowang raised his head and looked at the giant eyes in the sky with great shock.

As these hexagrams in the sky constantly fluctuate and change, the huge vertical pupil sometimes looks left and sometimes looks right, and gradually lowers with the dark clouds.

There was no emotion in those eyes, and the only thing that could be felt from them was the suffocating chaos.

Chaos shouldn't be seen with eyes, but at this moment Li Huowang was absolutely sure that what he was seeing now was one of Chaos' eyes.

From this eyeball, a strange chanting sound came, making Li Huowang cover his ears in pain.

He remembered the sound of this chanting! He heard it once hundreds of miles away in Shangjing City, and now it seems that this is the source!

Compared to the mild sound before, there is no doubt that the sound here is much louder now. This has been proven by the people around Li Huowang who died suddenly while covering their ears.

"What are those eyes?! Is it Siming? No! If it's Siming, why haven't I seen it in Bai Yujing!! What on earth is it!"

"Did Emperor Liang get it? Is this what the entire formation does? What on earth is this guy going to use this thing for!"

"No, no, this has nothing to do with me. I'm here to see Xin Su Beifeng!"

Li Huowang covered his head in pain and looked at the ground in front of him, where a huge and towering golden tree stood.

The main trunk of the golden tree is not thick. It looks tall and thin, like a pillar reaching the sky.

From Li Huowang's perspective, some tiny figures were fighting around the giant tree.

After looking at it for a short while, Li Huowang stopped with a headache. The sound was so loud that he couldn't stabilize any emotion in his heart for a moment.

"No way! If this continues, I won't even be able to get close!"

Li Huowang quickly took out a sharp awl from his hem, inserted it hard into his left ear, and endured the severe pain.

Then he tore some rags from his clothes and blocked his right ear.

Although it was a bit bloody, Li Huowang's crooked method worked, and the sound in his ears weakened a lot.

Although it was still very loud, at least Li Huowang's emotions could be stabilized and not easily dispersed by the sound.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth and leaned towards the huge tree trunk with trembling steps.

As Li Huowang gradually approached, everything in the distance gradually became clearer. The huge tree trunk was not surrounded by leaves, but by six-clawed golden dragons.

These golden dragons are not living creatures, but they look extremely painful. Their dragon scales are turned outwards, with various twisted horns and spikes coming out of them, and various anti-* characters are inserted into their bodies very abruptly.

The golden dragons were twisted around each other, with sharp branches sticking into the crown of the tree. The faces of these giant dragons were covered with the big faces on the walls of the palace before, as if each dragon had a human face hanging on it. It looks very strange.

Among the branches of the lower trunks of these dragon crowns, a solemn rooftop was built, and Li Huowang saw some people among them.

Eunuchs holding whisks and other dressed people filtered through directly, and his attention was attracted by the man wearing a dragon robe among them, that was Emperor Liang.

The emperor of Daliang was wearing a large yellow dragon robe and looked silently at the enemies under the trees.

Li Huowang did not see his face, because his face was completely blocked by the crown. The golden beads strung from the crown completely covered the head of the Emperor Liang from top to bottom.

"Where is Bei Feng? Where is Bei Feng?" Li Huowang, who was invisible, looked carefully under the huge golden tree.

Those people seemed to want to follow the golden dragons and climb toward the rooftop.

But a group of eunuchs in black clothes had silk threads hanging upside down on their feet, falling down again and again, waving various weapons and magic weapons, blocking those who climbed back.

The faces of those climbing the trees distorted from time to time in the chanting, revealing the true mahjong colors inside, making Li Huowang understand that they were just sitting and forgetting the way.

What was somewhat surprising was that the fighting between the two sides did not look very intense, as if both sides were waiting for something.

Li Huowang threw himself on the ground and stared into the distance with difficulty. He still remembered the ability of Xin Su Beifeng, who could exchange bodies with others.

Seeing the critical moment, Li Huowang was not anxious, but endured the uncomfortable sound of chanting sutras, and patiently searched among those sitting and forgetting.

Slowly and carefully looking at the dozens of numbers in the Zuowang Road for a long time, Li Huowang finally locked on the four Beifengs.

"Wait a minute! Four North Winds?" Li Huowang almost thought he had seen it wrong, but after careful observation, he did find that among the faces that changed under the strange chanting sound, there were four colors of the North Wind.

"Forget it, just four, but how can I find the only soul among them?" Li Huowang looked at the situation in the distance with some confusion.

Moreover, at this time, the two sides are not fierce enough, and it is not time for them to fish in troubled waters. If they rush over at this time, they will only be beaten by both sides.

"What should we do? They are all here. Why don't we just ask Zhuge Yuan for help?"

Thinking of Zhuge Yuan's face, Li Huowang hesitated. Pulling him over to this dangerous situation was simply pulling him into a pit of fire.

"No, let's wait and see."

Just when Li Huowang was thinking this, Emperor Daliang, who was standing on the rooftop of the tree, began to speak.

"Are you still unwilling to wait? Do you really think that I couldn't guess that you would come to cause trouble? You have guessed every step. Today, even if both dice are thrown and those barbarians with evil intentions are thrown out, they can't stop my plan. !”

The majestic and loud voice passed into the hearts of everyone present. Everyone was more or less afraid of this voice. Some of them lacked concentration and began to turn around and leave.

Hearing this, the Zuowangdao people showed no fear at all. Instead, they laughed at them loudly, and from time to time they imitated each other's tone and words in a weird way.

"Humph!" A cold snort spread out around like air waves, and Emperor Liang turned slightly to one side.

"The Imperial Master is busy."

Just as a trembling old man stood on the rooftop holding a long sword with twenty-eight constellations engraved on it, there was new movement on the golden wall to the west.

Li Huowang also heard the news and left. Seeing a huge golden wall collapse, Zhuge Yuan dressed as a scholar appeared in front of everyone.

Holding the judge's pen, he had a serious expression on his face and rushed forward quickly, as if he was chasing someone in the crowd.

And people kept popping out from in front of him like beans.

Unsurprisingly, these people all have mahjong tiles on their heads. They all sit and forget the way.

As the number of people increased, Li Huowang's heart continued to sink, "This is impossible! There are too many, this has exceeded the number of mahjong tables!!"

And some of the card colors are very weird, forget about the flower cards such as plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, spring, summer, autumn and winter, but among them there are actually the God of Wealth statue and the cat and mouse mahjong colors!

"Hahaha, why not? You don't know, you don't have mahjong in Daliang, but there is mahjong in Daqi."

Huan Huan Hongzhong said proudly.