The more Liu Lang looked, the more he felt that those strange patterns were familiar.

After a while, he suddenly remembered the unique bloodline oath of the demon clan, the so-called bloodline oath, in layman's terms, is the yellow paper rubbed from a cursed holy tattoo in the treasure house of the demon clan.

As long as the oath is written on yellow paper and the blood of both parties is dripped, the blood oath is completed immediately, and the yellow paper will burn into ashes, turn into the power of the curse, and enter the bodies of both oaths, once either party breaks the oath, the blood will be steamed dry until death.

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

Liu Lang clearly remembered that Erick had just taken out 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 flew around eight hundred times.

"Mr. Liu, have you repented?" Seeing Liu Lang holding his finger and not pressing it for a long time, Eric asked suspiciously.

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

And the most amazing thing about the holy pattern is that even if you perfectly redraw the pattern, you can't have the true power of the holy pattern.

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

At that moment, Liu Lang did not hesitate to press his bitten finger on the agreement, and the blood instantly printed through the paper, and the next moment, the ordinary looking A4 paper "banged" and burned.

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

Liu Lang was completely stunned.

The yellow paper used by the demon clan to make the bloodline oath is directly rubbed from the holy pattern, containing the power of the curse, which is excusable, how can this Eric draw casually, how can it also be effective?

Could it be that Eric actually drew a real holy pattern? That is something that a Heavenly Rank Alchemist can only do after fully comprehending a certain holy pattern!

In shock, Liu Lang looked at Eric, but there was no change in Eric's expression, as if everything in front of him should be the same.

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

He never believed that Eric had the ability to comprehend the Holy Tattoo, and there must be something in this 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 clan. As long as the contract is signed in this way, either party will regret it, and the blood in the body will boil and evaporate, and there will be no place to bury it. Eric explained.

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

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

If Eric had written the same agreement, drawn the same pattern, and had two people outside the Bloodline press the Blood Handprint, it might not have any effect.

However, one thing is certain.

That is, the holy pattern in the treasure house of the demon clan must have a great relationship with the blood clan.

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

In order to find out the true history of the Blood Clan, Liu Lang said hello and immediately left the hotel where Eric was staying, and a few minutes later, he arrived at the mortal immortal prison.

Before Liu Lang, the yellow paper used to sign the bloodline oath was obtained from Peng Cheng, and Peng Cheng also told him about the cursed holy pattern, so Liu Lang directly found Peng Cheng, who had already entered the palace for the second time.

Because they were locked up in the mortal immortal prison, Peng Cheng and other demon prisoners did not experience the previous war, but the experience of the war had already been passed into the mortal immortal prison.

Everyone knows that it was Liu Lang who used the large array of Tianfeng Palace to maintain the high-level combat power of the demon clan, and among these high-level combat forces, Peng Cheng's father was included.

Therefore, today's Peng Cheng's attitude towards Liu Lang is completely different from before, and he is very respectful to Liu Lang, almost putting Liu Lang at the same level as the Four Emperors of the Demon Clan.

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

Because, being sealed with immortal power, Peng Cheng is now in the form of the golden-winged Dapeng body, so the saluted actions look a little funny.

"Peng Daxian doesn't have to be polite. Liu Lang held Peng Cheng and said straightforwardly: "I came here today on purpose because I have something to ask Peng Daxian for advice, and I hope Peng Daxian can tell the truth." ”

"If you ask, I will know everything. Peng Cheng assured.

"Good. Liu Lang nodded and said, "I remember, Peng Daxian told me that in the treasure house of the demon clan, there is a curse holy pattern, which is refined by a demon clan's magic refining power, really?"

"This ......" Peng Cheng was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Lord Liu, why did you think of asking about this? Do you want to ask for some more rubbed yellow paper, I will say hello and let someone send it immediately." ”

"You don't change the subject and answer my question. Liu Lang looked at Peng Cheng's eyes and said.

"Ahem...... Peng Cheng coughed twice, "This can be said to be a scandal for the demon clan, I can tell Lord Liu the truth, but I hope Lord Liu will not spread the word, so as not to tarnish the statement of the senior's power." ”

Sure enough, there was a hidden secret, Liu Lang said solemnly: "Don't worry, I won't spread it." ”

"About 100,000 years ago, our Peng clan produced a magic refining genius, named Peng Ze, who became a ground-level alchemist at a young age, and was the most promising alchemy genius of the demon clan to be promoted to the heavenly level, by chance, Peng Ze obtained the cursed holy pattern, which coincided with a human race who was the same name as him, advanced to the heavenly level, for the vanity in his heart, Peng Ze lied that the cursed holy pattern was refined by himself, because of this cursed holy pattern, he was in the alchemist guild, and went straight to the heaven-level alchemist, and the limelight overwhelmed other geniuses of the same era, but later, this matter was still known by the high-level of the demon clan, however, considering that the demon clan has a heaven-level alchemist, It is a huge deterrent to the human race, so the high-level of the demon clan chose to help Peng Ze hide the truth, and later, Peng Ze died right, and the cursed holy pattern entered the treasure house of the demon clan. ”

Peng Cheng slowly told the story of the year.

"Then do you know how Peng Ze got the Cursed Holy Emblem?" Liu Lang continued.

"It is said that it was the rescue of an extraterritorial power. Peng Cheng replied.

(End of chapter)