The three of the bull-headed demon beasts nodded with apprehension.

"Don't forget, the next time someone comes, it's our cell's turn." The prisoner in the cell next to him said excitedly.

These prisoners, who have been imprisoned for countless years, have long lost hope of regaining their freedom, and they are counting on playing with those who come from time to time to hunt for curiosity, and experience a little fun.

"I hope you're not meeting this difficult little ghost." The old man of black charcoal was speechless, looked at Qin Cheng's disappearing back, and sighed deeply.

Behind the vermilion gate, Qin Cheng saw the person he wanted to see the most on this trip.

He was the only one in this cell. The limbs of the man's body were bound by countless huge chains, which were incomparable to the chains on the old man and the others in terms of number and thickness.

This shows that this man is either more dangerous than the old man of black charcoal and the others, or he is more important to the Dao Sect.

The man's hair was unkempt, his head was drooping, his back was against the wall, and his body was motionless. If you don't sense the breath, it's like a dead person.

But even the breath is sometimes violent, sometimes quiet, like the unfathomable depths of the sea.

"His breath is chaotic, what's going on?"

Qin Cheng frowned and took a few steps forward.

The man jerked his head up, and in the faint light, he revealed a pair of bloodshot eyes behind his hair.

"Blood, blood!"

He looked at Qin Cheng and shouted, like a madman.

Qin Cheng's brows furrowed even deeper.

This person's face is exactly the same as Song Yu's explanation, so he didn't look for the wrong person, but this person's current state is very different from what he imagined.

What has happened to this man in the past three years?

"Give me blood!"

Seeing that the man was still yelling, Qin Cheng took out some demon beast blood from the storage space, condensed it into a ball, and threw it to the man.

"Phew! Lao Tzu wants your blood! ”

The man slapped the blood aside, his arm shook, and the chains on it rattled.

"Childe, this guy is probably crazy, or let's go." Liu Ming looked at the man with some uneasiness and spoke.

"It's okay, you go outside and wait for me first." Qin Cheng shook his head.

The man in front of him was definitely not as simple as a madman, three years ago, by observing Song Yu's breath, he could judge the exercises he was cultivating, and he was given the corresponding means.

At that time, he was still very conscious, but for a short time, he was insane.

Either because of Song Yu's master's revenge, or because this person's energy is too great, even asking Daozong always feels terrifying, and he must be confused.

Liu Ming nodded and slowly retreated.

Qin Cheng hesitated for a moment, directly took out the bronze sword, pierced his fingers, squeezed out a few drops of blood, surrounded it with aura, and threw it to the man.

This time, the man grabbed the blood, then tilted his head and swallowed it in his mouth.

His eyes widened, his expression kept changing, and he muttered to himself: "It's not the Liu family, it's not the Dong family, it's not the Song family, it's not the Feng family......"

He spoke quickly, and said the surnames of more than a dozen Hidden Great Family forces in a row, but as he spoke, he shook his head.

"You're not from the Hidden Realm Family, who are you?" The man raised his head abruptly and looked at Qin Cheng.

"I'm from outside the bounds." Qin Cheng said slowly.

"Out of bounds? This is the important place of the Dao Sect, you are an outsider, you can come here! I don't believe it. The man laughed and began to say some crazy words, completely forgetting about Qin Cheng.

"This man is really crazy." Fu Demon said at this time.

"But how can he tell who I am by a drop of blood?" Qin Cheng frowned.

If it is judged by the blood breath contained in the blood, can this person swallow the blood of all the families in the hidden realm?

"Fu Demon, it seems that the requiem formation is over." Qin Cheng said abruptly.

"You have to use the reverse formation to strip this person's soul out." Fu Demon was slightly surprised: "Do you think that this person has two souls in his body. ”

"At least what is shown now, it is definitely not the soul of the Lord." Qincheng Road.

"But once you guess wrong, this person may die directly, this move will definitely touch the formation immediately, and when the Dao Sect surrounds this place, it will be difficult for you to escape."

Fu Demon was extremely nervous and said, "Qin Cheng, don't be impulsive. ”

"I'm not in the habit of looking for death, but don't forget, I've been in contact with quite a few people with two souls in my body, and this intuition can't be wrong." Qin Cheng shook his head and said.

He had made up his mind, and the demon no longer persuaded him.

Under the nervous gaze of the Fu Demon, Qin Cheng carved a series of formations on the ground.

The man's cultivation is much higher than that of Liu Ming's wife, so Qin Cheng is also extremely careful in portraying it. But the good news is that although this man is crazy, he will not scratch and bang indiscriminately, and it will not affect Qin Cheng's progress.

"It's carved."

After nearly half an hour, the anti-soul formation was finally depicted, Qin Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed slightly for a moment, and then the qi of ten thousand refinements poured into the formation.

Airplanes!

The array trembled slightly, and the rays of light continued to light up, and finally joined together, enveloping the crazy man in it.

"Light, there's light." The man saw the silver-white light shining on him, and he was demented, and reached out to grab it.

"Soul Out!"

Qin Cheng stared at the other party and let out a low snort, the formation aura suddenly turned, becoming cold and cold, and a breath that seemed to be pouring out of the Nine Hells erupted.

The man suddenly let out a miserable scream, and his body trembled, as if something had been stripped of his body.

The sound was so loud that it was heard by a few prisoners outside, even through the heavy vermilion lacquer gate.

The old man shivered and looked in that direction with palpitations.

"Oh my god, what the hell is this kid doing to that madman?"

"Old Hei, you won't be tortured by him just now." In the cell next to him, a prisoner was in a state of apprehension.

"Fart Nima! What level Lao Tzu is, he will be tortured by him. Lao Hei's face was even darker, and he couldn't help but scold.

"Is this memory erased?" The person next to him asked in a whisper.

"Mo, Made, can make that madman feel painful, this little Yan Kingdom is really a hard thing to mess with." The old man of black charcoal swallowed and foamed, fortunately he didn't cheat at that time, otherwise he was afraid that he would be as miserable as that madman.

Inside the vermilion lacquer gate.

Looking at a dark translucent soul floating in the air, like a fused ghost, the Fu Demon couldn't help but gasp.

"Qin Cheng, you said yes, this guy really has a remnant soul in his body. And it seems that someone forced it in, deliberately making him insane. ”

And just as the Fu Demon spoke, the man was no longer crazy, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of incomparably bright eyes, although he was in a cage, his whole body was chained, and his body was dirty and messy, but the moment these eyes opened, everything seemed insignificant.

Qin Cheng felt that at this time, he was like a subject, being scrutinized by the emperor.