On the other side of the bronze giant door, the statue gushed with blood, filling the entire hall.

"Xiao Shi, is there something underneath?" Zhang Ziyou floated in the air, looked at the blood pool below solemnly, and asked in a low voice.

After she cut off the statue's head, endless blood surged out of the statue, and the attic door closed with a bang, as if it could not get out.

"Master, we seem to have activated some formation. The blood below is extremely corrosive. Be careful." The sound of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword sounded in Zhang Ziyou's ears, "But since the blood pool came out, I felt that there seemed to be an extremely empty space underground."

"Maybe that's our real goal."

"That means we want to break the formation in front of us?" Zhang Ziyou asked.

"Well, I've been studying the formation for a little while. Master waited for a moment and was careful to guard the surroundings." The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword said quickly, and then there was no sound. It was obvious that he had begun to find a way to crack this formation.

Zhang Ziyou was not idle at this moment, and flew to the statue where his head was cut off and carefully observed it.

The statue looks stone on the surface, but from the inside of the cut, Zhang Ziyou showed that it was all black, soft and sticky, a bit like flesh and blood.

"What is this?" Zhang Ziyou looked at the strange substance, and a feeling of disgust suddenly arose in her heart, and she wanted to destroy the statue.

However, before the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword spoke, Zhang Ziyou didn't dare to do anything.

After all, Zhang Ziyou has no idea about the formation.

"I have found a way to crack it!" At this time, the excited voice of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword sounded again, "This is a more cleverly designed illusion array, very simple, and the purpose is to cover up the real Shadow Gate headquarters below."

"This illusion array distorts the space here. If we do things randomly, even if we destroy this island, we will not be able to reach the destination. Master, do what I said." The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword reminded Zhang Ziyou.

"Yes." Zhang Ziyou nodded solemnly, "What should we do now?"

"Master first pours my strength into the statue before you."

"Okay!" Zhang Ziyou poured the demonic energy from his body into the headless human snake statue in front of him without hesitation.

After Zhang Ziyou poured his power into the statue again, the statue actually began to light up a black light and stopped bleeding!

"What then?" Zhang Ziyou couldn't help but say surprise when he saw that there was a change.

"Then the three directions of Kun, Xun and Gen are also injected with demonic energy!" The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword said again.

"Speak human words!" Zhang Ziyou knocked the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword on the statue.

"Okay, okay!" The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword surrendered directly, and then quickly explained: "Master, you can also inject power into the other three statues."

"Hmph!" After seeing the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword say what he could understand, Zhang Ziyou also snorted lightly, but without hesitation, injecting the same amount of demonic energy into the other three black statues.

The four statues began to light up black lights together, the entire attic began to vibrate, and the blood pool in the hall gradually disappeared.

"What did you give birth?" Zhang Ziyou looked at the surroundings and asked quickly.

"Master, this magic circle can twist the space and create a small world again in this small world. These four statues are used to open the keys to the small world. As long as you have enough power, you can activate it."

"This kind of formation is just a low-level formation. Although the design is clever, it's not good! We have been deceived, and the master will escape!"

The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword was originally bragging about his formation attainments to Zhang Ziyou, but suddenly he changed his voice and exclaimed, extremely anxious.

Hearing the words of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, Zhang Ziyou didn't ask why. His eyes suddenly condensed, and he waved a sword light directly towards the wall, and instantly blasted out a big hole. Zhang Ziyou did not hesitate and rushed towards the big hole.

But at this moment, the four statues with black light moved, and they all opened their arms, forming a pitch-black barrier around the entire attic.

Zhang Ziyou hit the barrier and was bounced back.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ziyou's expression became cold, and the demonic energy lingered all over her body, and she asked in a cold voice.

A terrifying aura erupted from Zhang Ziyou's body.

"The formation in the formation, master... I'm careless."

The solemn voice of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword sounded in Zhang Ziyou's ears. Before Zhang Ziyou could reply, the four dark statues made a black light and disappeared into the hall with Zhang Ziyou and the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword.

The entire attic returned to peace. At this time, four statues of human and snake bodies with different faces grew out in the center of the hall. The four statues quietly climbed to four corners and petrified again.

The gaps in the attic walls also healed at this moment.

The entire hall now looks like Zhang Ziyou has never been here. Except for the statue's face has changed, nothing else has changed.

After a while, the door of the attic opened again and a long man in an ancient robe walked in.

The four statues around them were like real people, saluting the elder man!

At the same time, several homeless men in shabby clothes followed in, walked quietly to each statue, took out a dagger indifferently, took out his heart expressionlessly, held his heart in both hands, and knelt down facing the statue.

The eldest man seemed not to see the homeless men and walked calmly to the center of the hall.

The next moment, the four statues opened their mouths and sucked the heart of the homeless man in front of them in.

If you can see the inside of the statue, you can see... blood will be produced continuously inside the four statues!

thump!

After the heart was sucked in by the statue, the homeless men fell directly to the ground and merged into the hall.

"Zhang Ziyou, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword... the Tianhuang Cauldron." The eldest man said softly, and then the hall shook again. The four statues with the eldest man disappeared directly from the spot.

The hall became empty again... Then several huge human and snake statues with the same face as those of the homeless man grew out of the middle of the hall. They quietly climbed to four corners and re-petitioned.

"Where are people?"

A young man landed on an isolated island floating in the sky, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

This young man is the human form transformed by Tianhuang Cauldron, Tianhuang!

Tianhuang tracked the remaining breath of Zhang Ziyou and the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword and found it here, and swept the isolated island with his soul, but Tianhuang did not see Zhang Ziyou.

"Hey, there is energy fluctuation there." Soon, Tian Huang focused his attention on the attic in the distance.

The next moment, Tian Huang came to the attic in an instant and looked at the closed door ahead solemnly.

At this moment, hundreds of breathless monks appeared quietly behind Tianhuang, with faint lights flashing in their eyes, extremely strange.

These monks... are all members of the Shadow Gate Pavilion that Zhang Ziyou had killed before!

Tianhuang quietly looked at the closed door ahead, his eyes becoming deep.

"The universe in the bag, the formation in the formation... is really a skill." Tian Huang said calmly to the hundreds of monks, a terrifying aura spread out from Tian Huang's body.

"You corpse people go together, want to stop me from finding someone..."

"Five hundred corpses of immortals are far from enough."
Chapter completed!