Zhang Yiyang hid behind a boulder, and when he looked around, there were still a group of beasts worshipping in front of him, but this distance also allowed him to see clearly the types and realms of those spirit beasts.

In the first row, prostrate on the ground is the seven-rank heavenly demon, Bixue Eagle, this spirit beast belongs to the Earth Emperor in the Jiupin Continent, extremely brutal, don't look at the whole body feathers are snow-white, move your hands, bloodthirsty as life.

In the second row, the iron ape is also a seven-rank heavenly demon, but one is in the sky and the other is on the ground, so it will naturally be inferior, but if the wings of the blue snow eagle are broken, then it is invincible to the iron ape. It is said that this iron ape has the strength of ten thousand catties, and once it becomes an adult, it can squeeze into the ranks of the five-rank heavenly demons.

In the third row, there are four spirit beasts of the seven-grade earth demon, namely the heart python, the stone tiger, the white turtle dove, and the evil leopard, these four spirit beasts are also extremely rare in the Jiupin Continent, and they live in groups and like to be alone.

Some of the remaining spirit beasts can be named, and some have never heard of it, like the giant beast that fought before, Zhang Yiyang has never seen or heard of it.

It's just that at this time, he didn't have the heart to identify the spirit beasts in the field anymore, because this distance could already let him see clearly what the dots in the lake were.

This closer observation made Zhang Yiyang find that this small lake is not as small as it seems, but very large, with no waves on the surface of the lake, but black gas.

Moreover, there is also an altar suspended on the surface of this lake, the altar is pitch black all over, the carving is strange, there are two evil ghosts on both sides of the altar holding three-edged black forks, pointing directly at the cross erected on the ink platform, obviously the small black dot before is this altar,

"Wait... There is a man on the cross of this altar!"

Rubbing his eyes, this distance was not enough for Zhang Yiyang to see the face of the person on the cross clearly, but from the outline of the body, he could distinguish that it was a woman, her hands were locked on both sides of the cross by iron chains, and a pair of slender jade legs, clamped, were tied under the cross.

Faintly, Zhang Yiyang has a bad premonition, maybe... Maybe that woman is Shuixi.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Yiyang's voice became cold, and just as he was about to rush over, suddenly, a person appeared in the middle of the altar, this person was a hunchback, very short like a dwarf, under a black robe, you and Ben couldn't see his body clearly, but he was holding a banner in his hand.

"Oh no, it's a Soul Banner!

The voice of the black abyss came from the head.

"Soul Banner?"

"It's too late to explain, let's leave first, and then we'll talk about it, and in a while, you and I will become the souls in that banner!"

Hei Yuan's voice was a little urgent, it had been so long, except for the Demon Luo Blood Drop, the eighth of the Nine Great Demon Soldiers that he had encountered under the Hong Abyss last time, it had never been so timid, could it be a demon soldier again?

Zhang Yiyang couldn't help but guess, but if the cross was really tied to the tide, then he would not leave anything, and then he said: "Hei Yuan you know me, if the cross is really tied to the tide, then I will go even if I die, so if you don't think it's worth it, you can leave, I am willing to let you go and let you change hands again!"

Hei Yuan was silent, but soon said: "The man in black is holding, I am sure that the ghost spirit spirit is the sixth in the ranking of the nine demon soldiers, its power has surpassed me too much, it can only absorb the souls of people and beasts, and it can be released, only for your own use, so I advise you to leave!"

Zhang Yiyang knew that in the ancient times of the previous life, it was used to recall the soldiers who died on the battlefield and attract their ghosts to return to their hometowns without losing their way, but the kind of soul-attracting flags were stacked with white strips of cloth and painted with charms that only Taoist priests could understand.

However, the ghost banner in front of him is a black banner with gold trim, like a banner made of silk, and a blood-colored charm is painted on the black cloth, which looks strange.

"Kurobuchi, you know my character!"

Zhang Yiyang replied firmly.

Hei Yuan finally sighed, "That's it, Lao Tzu has never seen any battles in his life, kill Mo Luo, I am the eighth, and I am still short of this sixth ghost spirit! Remember boy, if you succeed this time, I hope you will use Mo Luo's body to create a knife handle for me, and this ghost banner cloth will be used as a knife spike for me!"

Hearing Hei Yuan promise to help him, to be honest, from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yiyang felt moved, and said firmly: "Don't worry! If we are still alive today, let alone the sword spike and the handle of the knife, I will make you the first demon soldier in my lifetime!"

"But right now, we need to measure it, and as for the first thing, let's put it aside!"

"Do you have an idea?" Hearing Hei Yuan say this, Zhang Yiyang guessed that it would not let itself die in vain, Hei Yuan had been with him for so long, to be honest, it was just that Hei Yuan didn't want to admit it, it had already changed its original intention.

In fact, the old monk also said that the devil and the righteous have not been incompatible since ancient times, but whether it is a person or a demon, they were kind when they were just born, but they were changed by the world, and they changed their original intentions, so even if they are demon soldiers, as long as you have no selfish desires and no greed, then the demon soldiers are just a weapon.

"I have an idea, but I want you to lose something!"

"You said, as long as I can save the tide, I will promise anything!"

Seeing that on the altar, the dwarf-like man waved the soul flag, Zhang Yiyang's heart was extremely anxious.

"Didn't you get into a mansion in that emperor before?"

"That's right, the mansion of the slaughter!"

"Yes, this Xingtu's ability is not simple, his house is not bad, and the formation is not to mention!"

Hearing Hei Yuan's description, Zhang Yiyang probably guessed Hei Yuan's thoughts, but although he recognized the mansion of Xingtu, with his strength, he could only control the formation outside the mansion and let him enter and exit freely, and he and Ben had no ability to control the other things inside, so he forgot about it.

Hei Yuan continued: "You let go of the mansion, then put away the formation, and let these spirit beasts and the man in black enter freely, when they all enter, you seal the formation, and then we are trying to figure out how to do it." ”

"But, can you see how tall the black-clothed dwarf is?"

Zhang Yiyang was worried that the strength of this dwarf would exceed the large array of this mansion, and it would indeed be a pity if it was destroyed.

Hei Yuan said: "This dwarf has lost his spiritual intelligence, and at this time he is controlled by ghosts, and he has obviously become a tool slave, so he is not afraid!"

"I see, since he has no intelligence, how can he tie up Shuixi, and make such an altar?"

I believe that these questions will only be known if you catch the ghosts.