The Heaven’s Jailer

The more Liu Lang looked, the more familiar those strange patterns became. e novel www

After a while, he suddenly remembered the bloodline vows unique to the monster race. The so-called bloodline vows, in layman's terms, were the yellow paper rubbed from a cursed sacred pattern in the treasure house of the monster race.

Just write the oath on yellow paper and drip the blood from both parties. The blood oath will be completed immediately. The yellow paper will burn into ashes and become a curse. It will enter the bodies of both parties. Once either party violates the oath, the blood will be lost. Will be dried until death.

In front of him, the patterns on the agreement that Eric had written were exactly the same as the cursed holy patterns on the rubbed.

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

"This is definitely not a coincidence!" Within one second, Liu Lang's brain flew eight hundred times.

"Mr. Liu, did you regret it?" Eric asked suspiciously, seeing Liu Lang holding his finger and not pressing it down for a long time.

"Of course I didn't regret it!" Liu Lang reacted immediately. As far as he knew, the cursed sacred pattern in the monster clan's treasury, until now, no spell refiner can comprehend it.

And the most magical thing about the Saint Rune is that even if you redraw the lines perfectly, you cannot have the true power of the Saint Rune.

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

At the moment, Liu Lang did not hesitate to press his bitten finger on the agreement, and the blood instantly penetrated the paper. The next moment, the ordinary-looking a4 paper banged and burned.

After burning, it split into two beams and flew into Liu Lang and Eric's body.

Liu Lang was completely confused.

The yellow paper used by the monsters to make bloodline vows is directly rubbed from the holy pattern. It contains the power of cursing and is forgivable. How can this Eric paint casually be effective?

Could it be that Eric actually drew the real saint pattern? That's something that a Heavenly Rank Technique refiner can do only after he has fully comprehended a certain Saint Rune!

In shock, Liu Lang looked at Eric, but found that Eric's expression had not changed at all, as if everything in front of him should be the same.

"Mr. Eric, why did this agreement burn on its own?" Liu Lang tried to pretend that he didn't know anything, talking from Eric's mouth.

He absolutely did not believe that Eric had the ability to comprehend the Saint Rune, and there must be some internal information that he didn't know.

"This is called a blood contract, and like the blood curse, it is one of the unique abilities of the blood race. As long as the contract is signed in this way, any party will regret it, and the blood will boil and dry, and there will be no place to die." K explained.

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

The agreement just signed has the same effect as the Bloodline Oath. The pattern on it may not be the key. 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 Saint Rune in the monster clan's treasure house must have a great relationship with the blood clan.

"Mr. Eric, see you in ten days!" Liu Lang didn't intend to do anything wrong, so it didn't matter if he signed a blood oath.

In order to clarify the true history of the blood clan, Liu Lang immediately left the hotel where Eric was staying after saying hello, and after a few minutes, he arrived at the mortal prison.

Before Liu Lang, the yellow paper used to sign the bloodline oath was obtained from Pengcheng. Pengcheng told him about cursing the Saint Rune. Therefore, Liu Lang directly found Pengcheng who had entered the palace for the second time. .

Because they were locked up in the mortal prison, Pengcheng and other demon clan prisoners did not experience the previous battle, but the battle has already passed into the mortal prison.

Everyone knows that it was Liu Lang who used Tianfeng Palace's large formation to keep the Yaozu's high-level combat power, and among these high-level combat power, Pengcheng'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 put Liu Lang at the same level as the four emperors of the demon clan.

Seeing Liu Lang entering the cell, Pengcheng hurriedly bowed and saluted, "See Master Liu!"

Because, after being sealed with Xianli, Pengcheng is now in the form of the Golden Winged Roc, so the polite gestures seem a bit funny.

"Peng Daxian doesn't need to be polite." Liu Lang held Peng Cheng and said straightforwardly: "I came here specially today. There is something. I want to ask Peng Daxian for advice. I hope Peng Daxian can tell the truth."

"If you ask, I must know that everything is endless." Pengcheng assured.

"Okay." Liu Lang nodded and said: "I remember, Peng Daxian told me that in the treasury of the demon race, there is a cursed sacred pattern, which was refined by a demon race's skill refining power, really?"

"This" Pengcheng froze for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master Liu, why do you think about this? Do you want some more rubbed yellow paper? I say hello, and someone will send it right away. ."

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

"Cough cough" Peng Cheng 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 the word, so as not to tarnish the predecessor's Mighty statement."

Sure enough, there is a secret, Liu Lang solemnly said: "Don't worry, I will not spread it."

"About one hundred thousand years ago, our Peng clan produced a skill refinement genius named Pengze, who became an earth-level skill refiner at a young age, and is the most promising skill refinement genius of the demon clan. By chance, Pengze obtained the Cursed Saint Rune, which coincided with a human skill refining genius who was as famous as him, advanced to the heavens. For the sake of vanity in his heart, Pengze lied that the Cursed Saint Rune was made by himself. , Because of this cursed sacred rune, he was in the Spell Refining Master Guild, ascending to the Heaven Rank Spell Refining Master, and the limelight overwhelmed other geniuses of the same generation, but later, this matter was still known by the high level of the monster race, but, considering, The Monster Race has a Celestial Skill Refiner who is a huge shock to the Human Race. Therefore, the high level of the Monster Race chose to help Pengze conceal the truth. Later, when Pengze died of life, the cursed holy pattern entered the Monster Race's treasury."

Pengcheng slowly told the story of the year.

"Then do you know how Pengze got the Cursed Saint Mark?" Liu Lang continued to ask.

"It is said that an extraterritorial power was saved." Peng Cheng replied.

(End of this chapter)