The three of them stopped the dusty gold chest and continued to walk forward, and in this incomprehensible passage, the crowd did not speak. At this moment, the three of them had a feeling that the ground was trembling, and there was a "boom" behind them. Looking back, there was nothing, but it didn't look like it was groundless. In an instant, there was an evil wind blowing in front of everyone's eyes, like turning over the river and the sea, rolling and surging, and the place where the evil wind had invaded rolled up into piles of dust, and the residual strength of the evil wind blew the hair of Xuan Ying Mo and the other three people messy, and they could vaguely see many figures in the dust roaring towards them.

"What is this?!" Lan Xin'er shouted in surprise at the sight in front of her. "Something is wrong, everyone be careful!" Xuan Ying Mo said as he held the Hongling Sword in his hand.

The evil wind gradually approached them, and Li Zixiu and Lan Xin'er also clenched their long swords, and only then did they clearly see the group of strange people in the dust. "This is ......," Li Zixiu's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Li Zixiu was not mistaken, those figures who approached were the demon-faced bronze men standing on both sides of the passage that he met on the way passing, all of them had hideous faces, spears in their hands, and green light in their eyes. But Li Zixiu couldn't understand why these demon-faced bronze figures were just statues, and they would move as freely as living people.