Chapter 1287 The Origin of the Cursed Saint Mark

The more Liu Lang looked at it, the more familiar those weird patterns looked.

After a while, he suddenly remembered the bloodline oath unique to the Yaozu. The so-called bloodline oath, in layman's terms, is a yellow paper rubbed from a cursed holy pattern in the Yaozu's treasure house.

Just write the oath on the yellow paper and drip the blood of both parties, and the blood oath will be completed immediately. The yellow paper will burn to ashes, turn into the power of curse, and enter the bodies of both parties. Once one party violates the oath, the blood will be destroyed. Will be evaporated to dryness until death.

In front of him, the patterns on the agreement written by Eric are exactly the same as the rubbings of the cursed holy patterns.

Liu Lang clearly remembered that what Eric just took out was a blank piece of paper, which meant that the patterns on it were all drawn by Eric with a pen.

"This is definitely not a coincidence!" In one second, Liu Lang's brain spun 800 times.

"Mr. Liu, have you repented?" Seeing that Liu Lang held up his finger and didn't press it down for a long time, Eric asked suspiciously.

"Of course I don't regret it!" Liu Lang immediately realized that, as far as he knew, there was no alchemist who could comprehend the cursed holy pattern in the monster clan's treasure house until now.

As for the holy pattern, the most amazing thing is that even if you perfectly redraw the pattern, it is impossible to possess the true power of the holy pattern.

He didn't believe that the set of things that Eric drew really possessed the power of curse.

At that moment, Liu Lang pressed his bitten finger on the agreement without hesitation, and the blood instantly soaked through the paper. The next moment, the ordinary-looking A4 paper burst into flames with a "bang".

After burning, it divided into two beams and flew into the bodies of Liu Lang and Eric.

Liu Lang was completely dumbfounded.

The yellow paper used by the Yaozu to carry out the blood oath is rubbed directly from the holy pattern, and it contains the power of a curse, so it can be forgiven. How can it be effective if Eric draws casually?

Could it be that Eric actually drew a real holy pattern? That's something that a heaven-level alchemist can only do after he has fully comprehended a certain holy pattern!

Shocked, Liu Lang looked at Eric, but found that Eric's expression did not change at all, as if everything that happened in front of him was as it should be.

"Mr. Eric, why did this agreement ignite by itself?" Liu Lang tried his best to pretend that he didn't know anything, and got the words out of Eric's mouth.

He never believed that Eric had the ability to comprehend the holy pattern. There must be some inside information that he didn't know.

"This is called a blood contract. Like the blood curse, it is one of the unique abilities of the blood clan. As long as the contract is signed according to this method, if any party repents, the blood in his body will boil and evaporate, and there will be no place to die." Eli K explained.

"The unique ability of blood race?" Liu Lang felt that he had captured something useful.

The agreement just signed has the same effect as the blood oath. The pattern on it may not be the key, but Eric's blood is the key.

If Eric writes the same agreement, draws the same pattern, and asks two people outside the blood clan to press the blood handprint, it may not have any effect.

However, one thing is certain.

That is, the holy pattern in the monster clan's treasure house must have a great relationship with the blood clan.

"Mr. Eric, I'll see you in ten days!" Liu Lang didn't want to do something that would turn his back on him, so it didn't matter if he signed a blood oath.

In order to find out the true history of the blood race, Liu Lang greeted him and immediately left the hotel where Eric was staying. A few minutes later, he arrived at the Immortal Prison.

Before Liu Lang, all the yellow paper used to sign the blood oath was obtained from Pengcheng. Pengcheng told him about the curse of the holy pattern, so Liu Lang directly found Pengcheng who had already entered the palace for the second time. .

Because they were imprisoned in the mortal prison, Peng Cheng and other demon prisoners did not experience the previous battle, but the story of the battle had already been passed down to the mortal prison.

Everyone knows that it was Liu Lang who used the large formation of Tianfeng Palace to keep the high-level combat power of the Yaozu, and among these high-level combat power, Peng Cheng's father was included.

Therefore, today's Pengcheng's attitude towards Liu Lang is completely different from before. He is very respectful to Liu Lang and almost puts Liu Lang on the same level as the four emperors of the Yaozu.

Seeing Liu Lang walk into the cell, Peng Cheng hurriedly bowed and saluted, "See Mr. Liu!"

Because, being sealed with immortal power, Peng Cheng is now in the form of the golden-winged roc, so the gesture of saluting looks a little funny.

"Peng Daxian doesn't need to be too polite." Liu Lang supported Pengcheng, and said straightforwardly: "I came here specially today because I have something to ask Peng Daxian for advice. I hope Peng Daxian can tell the truth."

"Just ask, and I'll know everything without saying anything." Pengcheng promised.

"Okay." Liu Lang nodded and said, "I remember, Peng Daxian told me that there is a cursed holy pattern in the monster clan's treasure house, which was refined by a monster clan's art master, is it true?"

"This..." Pengcheng was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Liu, why did you remember to ask this matter? Do you want some more yellow paper that has been rubbed? Bring it."

"Don't change the subject, answer my question." Liu Lang looked into Peng Cheng's eyes and said.

"Ahem..." Pengcheng coughed twice, "This can be said to be a scandal for the Yaozu, I can tell Master Liu the truth, but I hope Master Liu will not spread it to the outside world, so as not to tarnish the statement of Senior Da Neng. "

Sure enough, there was something hidden, Liu Lang said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't spread it to the outside world."

"About 100,000 years ago, our Peng Clan had a genius of alchemy, named Peng Ze, who became an earth-level alchemy master at a young age. By chance, Pengze obtained the holy pattern of the curse, which coincided with a human race genius who was as famous as him in alchemy, and advanced to the heavenly rank. For the sake of vanity in his heart, Pengze lied that the holy pattern of the curse was refined by himself , because of this cursed holy pattern, he was in the alchemist guild, and he was promoted to the sky-level alchemist, and he overwhelmed other geniuses of the same generation, but later, this matter was known by the high-level monster clan. The Yaozu has a heaven-rank alchemist, who is a huge shock to the human race, so the higher-ups of the Yaozu chose to help Pengze conceal the truth, and later, when Pengze died, the cursed holy pattern entered the treasure house of the Yaozu."

Pengcheng slowly told the story of the year.

"Then do you know how Pengze obtained the holy pattern of the curse?" Liu Lang continued to ask.

"It is said that he saved a great power from outside the territory." Pengcheng replied.

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