With a slight movement of his fingertips, the stardust flowed as if he had been pulled, outlining the third form of magic under the coordination of magical power.

The flow of magic was so fast that it was already humming, and the engraving on his right arm showed its own lines through the clothes.

"Here we go." Wang Heng snorted briefly and hurriedly, the pressure caused by the magic of the three processes was not superimposed, but increased geometrically, and he no longer had time to pay attention to Francis's actions.

When the right hand is pressed down, the dark blue circular ripples spread forward centered on the point where the lower hand was pressed, covering the entire corridor in an instant.

The intricate magic patterns spread out like cobwebs from the floor of the corridor in an instant, the blood-red light rushed up, the magic patterns were stimulated, and countless spells in the space in front of them were staggered, like blood-colored roses in full bloom, and thorny vines filled the entire passage like a poisonous snake frenzy, sweeping towards the two of them.

Wang Heng turned his hand, and the triple demon pattern behind him rushed forward one after another, staying in front of Wang Heng.

Each layer of magic patterns rushed forward with rippling dark blue ripples, each layer becoming deeper and denser, and after the last layer was superimposed, its fineness was already close to the pillar of light.

But if you look closely, you can see that the ripples are constantly moving, oscillating at high speed in layers of staggered ways.

The vine frenzy instantly met with the dark blue pillar of light, and there was no earth-shattering sound, only silently dissolving each other.

The viper-like frenzied vines quickly entwined with the dense ripples of dark blue, blood red and dark blue, blending into an ominous dark purple, and then began to twist in a stalemate, back and forth between Wang Heng and the blood-red corridor in front of him.

Francis stepped forward, and the magic had already begun to flow, faintly shaking the air around him.

Taking a deep breath, he leaned forward with his right hand, a cyan light covering his body, and then spat out four syllables from his mouth.

An invisible undercurrent surged by, blew through Wang Heng's side, curled up a few strands of hair, and continued to move forward, silently immersed in the blood-filled Yongdao.

Then the twisting and surging vine frenzy began to stagnate, and the calmly swirling blood-colored flowers began to stagnate.

Wang Heng's eyes flashed, and the two circles on the periphery of the triple demon pattern suddenly expanded, and then rushed forward, and the dark blue ripples instantly formed a spiral cone, enveloping the vines and blood flowers together.

Francis's eyes were fleeting, his hands tightened, and then the invisible undercurrent in the corridor revealed a faint outline in the air, tightly wrapped around the blue spiral.

"Close!" Wang Heng let out a low snort, and the blue spiral cone tightened and tightened back, and at first there were still signs of continuous struggle inside, but after dozens of seconds, there was no sound.

The cone contracted sharply, and was finally pressed back into the three layers of magic patterns, which then overlapped into one layer, gradually shrinking to the size of the palm of your hand.

Wang Heng exhaled a long breath, reached out and grabbed the magic pattern, the magic pattern flashed, and then disappeared.

He had time to look at Francis, only to see that the other party had just withdrawn his right hand and was looking this way.

Wang Heng raised his eyebrows at him proudly: "How about the newly developed technique?" ”

Francis looked disdainful: "Obviously, it's just a change of combination, I'm afraid there is only one layer of really new techniques, right?" ”

Wang Heng smiled "hehe": "It's better than some scum who can't master the magic tricks of many processes." ”

Francis rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, you're good." ”

Wang Heng was not annoyed, and his face was full of humility: "Just know, don't say it." ”

Francis rolled his eyes, not bothering to say that Wang Heng himself started to boast first.

Although he does admit that the other party is powerful.

The newly developed new magic pattern has to be nested in the old fixed technique, this ability can indeed be called powerful, indicating that the other party has his own understanding of this magic.

However, he also knew the other party's character, so he decisively changed the topic.

"So it seems that this heavy defense is broken?" In the blink of an eye, the road ahead has returned to a calm ground.

Wang Heng also restrained his expression, and said with a straight face: "It should be cracked, but it needs to be tested again." ”

As soon as he raised his hand, the blue net-like magic spread out, and in an instant, it covered the entire corridor.

I closed my eyes and sensed it for a moment.

Wang Heng opened his eyes and nodded at Francis: "No problem." ”

Francis first breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a hint of joy: "That is, you can go in?" ”

Wang Heng smiled: "There should be no problem." ”

Francis immediately stepped into the corridor with impatience.

The corridor was calm.

It was only at this time that Wang Heng really relaxed and stepped into it.

Francis was already standing in front of a stone door, his hand stroking the intricate pattern on it.

"Did you find anything?" Wang Heng also looked at the complex patterns, some of which in his opinion should have belonged to the structure of the magic pattern.

Although it has been checked before, there is no way to test the magical properties or composition materials due to the defensive techniques in the corridor.

Francis stroked the lines, his face hesitant: "There are no magic fluctuations." ”

"But?" Wang Heng looked at the hesitation on his face and raised his eyebrows.

Francis sighed: "But this pattern has the nature of a magic material, although I have never seen this material, but I am sure that this must be made of alchemy base liquid." ”

Wang Heng nodded solemnly, he believed in the other party's judgment, compared to him, the other party's attainments in this area were not a little bit deeper: "In other words, this may be a kind of magic pattern that is so complex and sophisticated that we can't even detect it?" ”

Francis shook his head: "Not one, judging from the direction of the style and texture, there are at least three layers of superposition." ”

He paused: "But the outermost layer is indeed an ordinary pattern, I don't know if it is to hide the magic pattern or prevent destruction." ”

"What if it's for the sake of good looks?" Wang Heng said half-jokingly.

Francis gave him a disdainful look: "Spend energy carving on the triple magic pattern for the sake of good looks? Are you brainbroken? ”

Wang Heng rolled his eyes: "So, master magician, do you see the effect of these magic patterns?" ”

Francis choked, turned his head away from Wang Heng, and said in a muffled voice: "It's being disassembled." ”

Wang Heng smiled "hehe": "This thing has been discovered for half a year, and it should have been studied a long time ago if it could be studied, so let's open it directly and take a look." ”

Francis didn't speak, but just stepped aside, obviously acquiescing to Wang Heng's words.

Wang Heng pressed his hands against the stone door and sensed it slightly.

The magic flowed, the strength of the arms increased, the palms seemed to be attached to the stone door, and then the arms and feet were exerted at the same time.

"Hey!" Exhaled and the muscles of his arms furled.

"Boom"

The stone door let out a heavy thud and slowly opened outward.

Francis looked inside the door with a solemn face, the magic in his hand slowly flowing, ready to go.

When he opened most of it, he looked into it with a green glint in his eyes.

Then he was stunned, and then his brows were furrowed.

Wang Heng let go of the stone door, and also went around to the front and looked inside.

Then he couldn't help but whisper: "Oh, this is really ......"

The extremely small stone room, although dim, could not obscure the sight of the two.

A dry skeleton fell to its knees, five heavy black iron cables nailed into its limbs and skull, and even though it was dead and its flesh turned to dust, it was still locked in the white bones.

In such a big way, he was unwilling to kill the other party directly, and used the length of the iron rope to limit his activities, forcing the other party to maintain a humiliating kneeling posture until death.

The two glanced at each other, and both saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Then Wang Heng stepped in.

Entering it, Wang Heng, who was on guard, did not receive any attacks.

To be exact, nothing has changed.

He nodded back at Francis.

Francis then entered the narrow stone chamber.

Carefully avoiding the iron cables, Francis circled around and took a closer look at the dry bones.

I looked at it from all angles, and finally tested its properties with magic and flesh.

It took a while to exhale and turn his head to look at the iron cable.

Slightly touched, the iron rope did not react behind him.

After a moment's wait, Francis cautiously injected magic.

The rope didn't react, but Francis couldn't help but be stunned.

"Did you find anything?" Wang Heng, who had been quietly guarding the side, still couldn't stop talking.

Francis nodded, but did not speak directly, but gestured to Wang Heng, and then took the lead in exiting the stone room.

Leaving the cramped stone room, both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Wang Heng looked at Francis.

Francis sorted out the results of his observations and said slowly: "It's no different from what it looks on the surface, it's true that he was trapped inside as a prisoner." ”

"The bones are a little bit harder than the average person, but it's not too outrageous. Of course, it is not ruled out that it may be a gradual deterioration after the loss of mana. ”

"The position of the lock is very particular, and it is the point through which the magic must be invoked." Wang Heng added.

"Yes," Francis nodded, "It's similar to what I came to, but there is another point, those five iron cables are connected to the magic circuit in the prisoner's body." ”

"What do you mean?" Wang Heng frowned.

Francis looked at him deeply: "Those iron cables cannot be infused with external magic, but they will forcibly absorb the magic of the trapped in the body. ”

"Draw?" Wang Heng was startled, and his face became heavy: "Can you feel the flow of magic power?" ”

Francis shook his head: "Neither magic nor spiritual power can find a source, and it is not connected by physical means. ”

He looked back at the iron rope nailed to the wall: "It doesn't matter where the iron cable is connected, as long as one of them is inserted in the body of the recipient, the magic power will be transmitted to its owner through a special connection method, but neither magic nor spiritual power can find the other side." ”

Wang Heng was silent for dozens of seconds, and raised his eyes to look at the ten stone doors in front of him: "Are they all here?" ”

Francis nodded silently, "Nine times out of ten." ”

"I'm in trouble." Exhaling a breath, Wang Heng's face sank like water: "Do you think of some special creature?" ”

Francis whispered, "Vampire." ”