The monks of the demon clan all have a special worship of the Golden Holy Demon Lord. After all, he is the only demon clan who can compete with the Emperor and even defeat the Emperor, just like the human race worshipping the Emperor.

In addition to worshipping strength and cultivation, there is also racial recognition.

Therefore, when he heard Lu Tianyu's words, the Moro River involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

Naturally, he didn't want the Golden Holy Demon Lord he admired to be a bloodthirsty person.

Lu Tianyu could naturally understand his words, so he smiled and said, "The strong are all stepping on the enemy's corpse. This sentence is not only used to describe the demons or demons, but also the human race. Therefore, we cannot simply evaluate the strong ones at one level."

"What Fellow Daoist said is." Molu Jiangshui and Yan Luoxue nodded together.

"Okay, let's go up!" Lu Tianyu said.

"What should I do with this brush?" Yan Luo Xuesheng said.

Lu Tianyu and the others looked at the Xuanbing brush of the True Man Xizhi, and saw that it was still floating in front of the tombstone of True Man Xizhi, and it did not move. The sad aura emitted from the body not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

Seeing this, Lu Tianyu sighed slightly and said, "Don't disturb him."

The group left silently and returned to the Demon God Hall.

Everything was as usual in the hall, and Lu Tianyu and the others turned to another small door.

Walking out of this small door, you will come to a small and quiet yard, with several rooms in the yard, like guest rooms.

Lu Tianyu and the others became even more strange when they saw this.

Does the Demon God still need to entertain guests?

A powerful monk likes to go alone. Even people with personality like Emperor Hongtian will not allow others to stay in their own cultivation place at will. First, they are afraid that others will covet their cultivation, and second, there are places suitable for monks to practice.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, there will be no guests in the place where the powerful monks practice, and they will not build guest rooms in the place where the cultivation is practiced...

"Maybe the demon god is different! Looking at the postures of the statues in the hall, this person is not only a monk, but also a figure like a city lord or a king. It is normal for such a person to build guest rooms in a place of cultivation, right?" Yan Luo Xuesheng said.

He and Moluo Jiangshui were not surprised.

After all, they are from a large family of demon cultivators. The elders and heads of the family are worthy of the word "power", but their family does not have a single guest room as Lu Tianyu said.

When Lu Tianyu thought about it carefully, he felt that Yan Luo Xuesheng's words made sense, so he nodded and stopped worrying about this, and walked towards the house closest to him.

"Squeak!" The door opened and a stone statue first came into view.

The stone statue sat at the table, showing a tea-drinking posture, and the expression on the face was like drinking tea, full of enjoyment.

The lifelike and vivid appearance made Lu Tianyu and the others sigh and surprised.

The powerful man who carved a craft was really powerful. The stone statue was carved like a real person, and he could even feel his cultivation level!

With such powerful powers of carving, I am afraid that there will be no one in the entire Shura Continent to find.

"It's true that I can't find it." Lu Tianyu also sighed, "I'm afraid that one of these powerful magic powers may not be able to produce one for thousands or hundreds of years."

"But I'm very curious, how are these stone statues carved? Why are their postures different, just like they are real?" Moro Jiangshui said curiously while looking at the statue.

"The powerful should have a powerful method, right?" Kunlun said.

This reminded Lu Tianyu that the stone statue carved by a powerful man would indeed look lifelike, imitating as a real object, but the stone statue carved by this powerful man was too similar.

Not only does it look like it, but the aura emitted on it is also quite strange, just like it is real!

Of course, a powerful monk can carve a stone statue's momentum, but the momentum and breath are different. The momentum should be the same, but the breath should be different.

After all, each person has one breath!

No matter how powerful the carving power is, it should not be able to carve out everyone's breath, let alone the stone statues they saw not only carve out even the breath, but also the cultivation level of no one.

This is quite strange.

Could it be that these statues are carved from living people?

Lu Tianyu was suddenly shocked by his strange thought. If this is the case, how many people would this carving master kill to achieve today's achievements...

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

Lu Tianyu still didn't want to believe his guess, which was too outrageous.

Using living people as carvings, this carving power will not be a human monk, but will fall into a demon.

Thinking to myself, Lu Tianyu and the others walked through the remaining rooms one after another, and there were indeed statues in each room.

These statues include men and women, old and young, monks and mortals, with different expressions and postures, and their aura and momentum.

Some are as strong as saints, some are as weak as ants, some are as old as dead trees, and some are as young as new seedlings...

Just looking at the exquisiteness of the carvings, it feels like it is real!

Not to mention Yan Luo Xuesheng, the Three Saints Leaders and others, even the Queen Loulan, who has always been calm, had a look of surprise on her face.

However, the strange feeling in Lu Tianyu's heart became even more and more powerful.

He felt more and more that these statues might have been carved by living people because they were so similar.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew by, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Lu Tianyu subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that the smell of blood seemed to be emitted from the walls of the room.

"wall?"

He frowned, walked over and took a look, but did not see any strangeness. The bloody smell was no longer there, but Lu Tianyu could still detect the abnormality of the wall with his transcendent perception.

He tentatively knocked with his hands, and a "dongdongdongdong" sound came.

"It's empty inside." Yan Luo Xuesheng said.

Lu Tianyu didn't say anything, looked around, but did not find the key to turn on the mechanism. After feeling it carefully for a moment, he realized that it should be controlled by the formation, so he cast several forbidden talismans on the wall.

Sure enough, a small ban formation appeared.

He quickly broke the formation and then opened a stone door.

A strong smell of blood came towards me.

I looked in with a frown and saw a long and dark passage inside. At the end of the passage was a secret room, and the smell of blood was emitted from the secret room.

Several people walked in carefully and soon came to the door of the secret room and looked inside. Their faces changed drastically

There are actually flesh and blood corpses in the secret room!

The corpses were frozen in the sarcophagus and seemed to be asleep, but they did not feel angry at all.

After a rough estimate, there are at least thousands of frozen corpses here!

What surprised Lu Tianyu and the others was not the number of corpses, but the name, origin and cultivation written on them.

"Jianghuai real person, saint, human race, Shura continent!"

"Yan Luo Qinfeng, Demon Saint, Demon Clan, Demon Realm!"

"Moro Zhentian, Demon Lord, Demon Clan, Demon Realm!"

"They are the two senior ancestors of my Yan Luo family and the Moro family?" Yan Luo Xuesheng and Moro Jiangshui said in surprise.

"Do you know these two people?" Lu Tianyu asked. Judging from his name and surname, these two people are really probably from the Yan Luo family and the Moro family.

"I just met this senior in the ancient genealogy books. I knew that this senior did come to the Golden Holy Demon Cave and disappeared from the Golden Holy Demon Cave. I thought he could not get out of the danger, but now it seems that he was killed?" Yan Luo Xuesheng frowned.

Moluo Jiangshui also said: "Moluo Zhentian is a powerful elder of my Moluo family. He almost became the elder of my Moluo family back then. If he hadn't come to the Golden Holy Demon Cave... would he be really killed?"

The Moro River Water looked at Lu Tianyu.

Lu Tianyu didn't say anything, but Queen Loulan said on the side: "They were frozen to death."

Even Lu Tianyu was surprised by this.

Froze to death?

"How is this possible? Senior Moro has the cultivation level of a quasi-emperor!" Moro Jiangshui said.

"Senior Yan Luo is also a cultivator in the quasi-emperor realm!" Yan Luo Xuesheng also echoed.

Queen Loulan did not explain, but she never told lies or unfounded words. Since she said so, it means that these two people might have been frozen to death.

Lu Tianyu walked to the sarcophagus and looked at it and said, "The goddess is right, they were indeed frozen to death."

"But how is it possible? We don't feel the air conditioner here! Moreover, who has such great ability to freeze the quasi-emperor monk to death without resistance?" Yan Luo Xuesheng still felt incredible.

Needless to say, the power of the quasi-emperor monk is, and even the guardian may not have the strength to freeze him to death without resisting.

What's more, they didn't feel the slightest chill here.

If you are frozen to death, how could you not have any cold air?

"What if the demon gods who freeze them to death?" Lu Tianyu asked back, "Although we have never seen the demon god, under the current circumstances, the strength of the demon gods is so powerful that I don't need to say much. As for why I didn't feel the cold air, it is because the cold air that freezes them to death is unusual. If you don't believe it, you can touch this sarcophagus."

After hearing this, Yan Luo Xuesheng and Moluo Jiangshui stepped forward together and put their hands on the sarcophagus.

"Hiss!" The moment their hands touched the sarcophagus, they made a gasp sound.

"What a huge cold air, I almost freeze my hand completely if I touch it." Yan Luo Xuesheng looked surprised.

Moluo River Shui even stared at him and said, "These cold air seems to be conscious and runs directly into my body. If I hadn't stopped quickly, I would have been frozen."

"This is why we cannot feel the cold." Lu Tianyu said: "This is the true cold air. It will not leak out, but it will die if it touches it."
Chapter completed!