The three bull-headed monsters nodded in fear.

"Don't forget, it's our turn to come next time," the prisoner next to him said excitedly.

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

"I hope you meet is not this difficult little devil." The old man from Black Charcoal was speechless, looking at Qin Cheng's disappearing back, and sighed deeply.

Behind the red lacquer gate, Qin Cheng saw the person he wanted to see most during this trip.

In this cell, he was only imprisoned. The man's body and limbs were tied up by countless huge chains, which were incomparable to the chains on the black charcoal old man and others, regardless of the number or thickness.

This shows that this man is either more dangerous than the Black Charcoal Old Man and others, or is more important to the Instrumental Sect.

The man's hair was messy, his head was hanged, his back was against the wall, and his body remained motionless. If he hadn't sensed the breath, he would have seemed like a dead person.

But even the breath is sometimes violent and sometimes quiet, like the unfathomable deep sea.

"His aura is very chaotic, what's going on?"

Qin Cheng frowned and took a few steps forward.

The man suddenly raised his head, and under the faint light, the blood-covered eyes behind the hairline were revealed.

"Blood, blood!"

He looked at Qin Cheng and shouted, as if he was crazy.

Qin Cheng frowned even deeper.

The face of this person is exactly the same as Song Yu's explanation, so he did not find the wrong person, but the current state of this person is very different from what he imagined.

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

"Give me blood!"

Seeing that the man was still yelling, Qin Cheng took out some blood stains of monsters from the storage space, condensed into a ball, and threw them to the man.

"Bah! I want your blood!"

Unexpectedly, the man slapped the blood aside with a slap, his arm shaking, and the chains on it clattered.

"Young master, this guy is probably crazy, why don't we go?" Liu Ming looked at the man with some anxiety and said.

"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 skills he had practiced and gave corresponding means.

He was still extremely awake at that time, but in a short time, he was in a state of mind.

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

Liu Ming nodded and slowly retreated.

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

This time the man grabbed the blood, then raised his head and swallowed it into his mouth.

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

He spoke very quickly, and he revealed the surnames of more than a dozen hidden family forces, but he shook his head while saying that.

"You are not from the Hidden World Family, who are you?" The man suddenly looked up and looked at Qin Cheng.

"I come from outside the world." Qin Cheng said slowly.

"Outside the world? Here is the main place of the Questioning Dao Sect. You, a kid from outside the world, can you come here! I don't believe it." The man laughed and began to say some crazy words, completely forgetting Qin Cheng aside.

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

"But why can he judge my identity through a drop of blood?" Qin Cheng frowned.

If it is judged by the bloodline aura contained in the blood, can this person swallow the blood of all families in the Hidden Realm?

"Tactic Demon, it seems that the Soul Requiem Formation is here." Qin Cheng suddenly said.

"You have to use the formation to peel off this person's soul." Fu Mo said in surprise: "You think there are two souls in this person's body."

"At least what you show now is definitely not the main soul." Qin Cheng said.

"But once you guess wrong, this person may die directly. This move will definitely touch the formation immediately. When you ask the Dao Sect to surround it, it will be difficult for you to escape."

Fu Mo said nervously: "Qincheng, don't be impulsive."

"I have no habit of seeking death, but don't forget that I have come into contact with many people with two souls in my body. This intuition is not wrong." Qin Cheng shook his head and said.

He had decided, so the talisman demon stopped persuading him.

Under the nervous gaze of the talisman demon, Qin Cheng carved a series of formation patterns on the ground.

The man's cultivation is much higher than Liu Ming's wife, so Qin Cheng is extremely serious and careful when portraying it. However, the good news is that although this man is crazy, he will not catch randomly, which does not affect Qin Cheng's progress.

"It's ready to be carved."

After nearly half an hour, he finally finished carving the Soul Reverse Formation. Qin Cheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and adjusted his breath for a moment. Then, thousands of refining energy poured into the formation.

Buzz!

The formation patterns trembled slightly, and lights continued to light up, eventually forming a group of people, wrapping the crazy man in it.

"Light, there is light." The man saw the silver light scattering on him, and he was stunned and reached out to grab it.

"Soul out!"

Qin Cheng stared at the other party and shouted softly. The aura of the formation suddenly changed and became cold and cold. A breath that seemed to gush out of the Nine Nether Hell burst out.

The man screamed suddenly, his body trembling, as if something had been peeled off from his body.

The sound was quite loud, and even through the thick red lacquer gate, it was heard by several prisoners outside.

The old man Hei Tan shivered and looked in that direction with lingering fear.

"My God, what is this kid doing to that lunatic?"

"Lao Hei, you weren't tortured by him just now, right?" A prisoner said in the prison cell next to him with lingering fear.

"Don't you gonna be so fart! What level of my level will I be tortured by him." Lao Hei's face turned darker and he couldn't help but curse.

"Is this memory erased?" the person next to him asked in a low voice.

"Mad, I can make that madman feel in pain. This little kingdom of hell is really hard to mess with." The old man from Black Charcoal swallowed and spitted. Fortunately, he didn't cheat at that time, otherwise he would have been as miserable as the madman.

Inside the red lacquered door.

Looking at a ball of black translucent soul floating in the air, like a fusion of ghosts, the talisman demon couldn't help but gasp.

"Qin Cheng, you said it was a hit by it. This guy really has a remnant soul in his body. And it seems that someone forced him into it, deliberately making him insane."

And just as the talisman demon was talking, the man was no longer crazy. He sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly opened his eyes.

It was a pair of extremely bright eyes. Although he was in a cage, his whole body was tied up by chains, and his body was dirty and messy, everything seemed insignificant when the eyes opened.
Chapter completed!