Chapter 8270: The Bone Eater Demon Fan in the Left Hand (4)

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Ye Lengxin's eyes slowly opened, and at the same time, the bone-eroding demon fan floating in front of everyone slowly decomposed and reorganized in his left hand.

"Is this the Bone Eater Fan??? Ye Lengxin raised his hand and waved, and suddenly the endless darkness extended directly from his front to the palace gate.

"What is this ????" Li Bin was a little curious.

"Don't touch !!" Ling shouted sharply, and Li Bin's outstretched hands suddenly stopped in the air.

"This is a space that has been torn apart for a short time, and if you touch it, it will be instantly disintegrated by the void." Luo Chen said.

"Uh......" Li Bin retracted his dishonest paws.

"A random wave is such a powerful spatial attack, the Bone Erosion Demon Fan is worthy of being an artifact!!" The scholar judge was a little excited, this was the first time he had such a big mood swing, and the judge pen in his hand was all under the coercion of the bone erosion demon fan.

"It's not that strong, the attack just now consumed the energy accumulation of the Thousand Years of the Bone Eater Demon Fan, if I want to use it now, it really has to consume a lot of energy." Ye Lengxin said, raised his hand and waved, the torn space accelerated to heal, and soon disappeared.

"The Bone Eater Demon Fan has been unlocked, what about the body data and body system??? Nam Joon-hee asked.

"Wait a minute, I'll find it." Ye Lengxin closed his eyes, and his consciousness was once again immersed in the operation interface of the Bone Erosion Demon Fan, and soon, he found the body data of the twelve guards and the method of making the body in the data stored in the background of the demon fan.

"Luckily, this is Luo Chen's twelve of them." Ye Lengxin opened his eyes, the demon fan waved lightly, and a large string of data appeared in the air for everyone to read.

"The Making of the Body......" Li Bin found the column of the way to make the body, and he wanted to understand how to create a consciousness that is not independent.

But it's a pity that the above record is more bitter and difficult to understand than what Ling explained, and Li Bin only read one or two paragraphs of text before giving up his interpretation.

Ye Lengxin watched it with relish, although he didn't understand something, but he still could understand it after watching it.

"These materials ......" Nam Joon-hee's focus is on the materials needed to build the body, and she has never heard of anything except organometallics.

"These materials are rare even in the known universe, and I just spent three seconds scanning them, and there are only organometallic metals on this planet, and nothing else." Ling said.

"Why do you want to name those three seconds, it's so devastating." Luo Chen said.

"I'm here to make her believe me, and this is the 3,448th time you've asked me a similar question." Ling said angrily.

"Ah......h ”

"I warned you thirty minutes ago." Lingdao.

"Hey...... Hehe, forgot about ......" Luo Chen smiled.

"So where are the organometallic ???" Ye Lengxin interrupted the habitual conversation between the two.

"I know......" Nam Joon-hee said.

Ye Leng's heart fluttered slightly, and he instantly understood, there was a spiritual contract, and he generally knew where the organic metal was.

Ling and Luo Chen weren't talking, they were both waiting for Nam Junxi's next words, the scholar judge kept his usual silence, and Li Bin also quieted down.

"There is a base in the Divine Domain, which was once attacked by the Blood Clan, when I was only in my twenties, and I was still a young little Blood Clan, and it was at that time that I saw the organic metal side." Nam Joon-hee said.

"Divine Domain uses organometallic metals to study divine body technology, I heard Wang Congxin say that this seems to be a project that the US imperialists are responsible for, that is to say, there are no organometalls in the inland of China." Ye Leng said in a cold heart.

"That's true." Ling nodded and said, "In my perception, most of the organometallic metals are on the other side of the earth, and some of them are inside a base called the outer circle of the Arctic Ocean. ”

"Looks like I'm going abroad." Nam Joon-hee smiled.

"What is the strength of the US imperialists, I don't want to be rectified in the past." Scholar Judge said.

"The headquarters of the Divine Domain should be set up on the side of the US imperialists, and I believe that the strength should not be weak." Ye Leng said in a cold heart.

"That's not going to be easy." Nam Joon-hee shook his head.

"Maybe ......" Nam Joon-hee suddenly remembered something.

"There's a nursery rhyme." Nam Joon-hee said.

"Nursery Rhyme ???" Ye Lengxin vaguely knew, but he didn't understand much.

"I remember it as if it was...... Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

A ruined scene, ghosts singing debauchery

Black rosemary blooms and vines meander and grow

The soul looks and believes in the blood-colored moonlight

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The long-haired vampire queen pushes open the dusty window

The shadow of the dead branches shone on her face, pure as a maiden

Her wistful voice sings with the spirits of the dead

Beloved, do you remember what I looked like?

Have you been sad on the night of my burial

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

A statue in the distance, with a severed arm hidden aside

It was the rhapsody of the goddess, indicating the direction with her middle finger

Little red flowers bloomed beside her, and it was heaven

There was an abyss in front of it, and a small river was flowing

The blood-like river irrigates the bloodthirsty thirst

It was the Queen's soup plate, with spoiled soup

She would break the neck of the flower and ask it if it was sad

Sad all the time

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The sun and the moon wax and wane, but I can only see the moon

She has an intoxicating taste, a blood-red richness and a silvery white fragrance

The queen sang in a low voice, and the little flower with a broken neck lay at her feet

They prefer shady and cold places, hiding next to dead trees in the abyss

Every dead night, listen to the sound of blood hidden underground

They love eerie chants like the songs of the dead

Singing about extravagant revenge or despair

Far away love, do you remember what I looked like?

When I looked down at my funeral, why didn't I meet your gaze?

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

The flowers there are the same, all growing quietly

If there is no quiet moonlight, how can it be so shady'

The decaying meadows smell of decay

Beautiful elves roam in secret in the palace

They are also thinking about the grief of who carries the memory

The vine is lush and entangled, hiding the desire for revenge

Wait for that day to come and taste the soup that tastes like blood

Someone I love the most, are you like me?

Waiting for love to come, we are buried together

Smelling the scent of blood, I found the temple of requiem

Life grows wantonly, and there is endless sorrow in hope

The flowers bow their heads and sing, singing the idea of immortality

Memories of the place where there is Manju Sawa must be blooming

The back of the distant boy is embedded in the tearful eyes

Love that no one blesses will not perish because of this

Someone chooses to be cowardly, someone decides to be strong

Can the blue melancholy river wash away the past?

The eternal agreement, can anyone stick to it?

Weak excuses and casual perfunctory kills a beautiful flower

The beauty withered in waiting, turned into wounds, hated into bloody longing

I'm going to find him, whether he's changed or not

I'll remember his eyes, they used to be so clear

I will remember his oath, which used to be so loud

I will remember his betrayal, the haste in which I was gone

He had departed with my gentle, cold palm

He will be happy because he is not in my way

I'm back where I belong

Because of love, I gave up on myself and wandered alone in the shadows again

Poor queen and her flowers.

In the end, he chose to drink the blood-like soup alone

Wherever you go, dear one

Please inadvertently think of your once beautiful bride

The moment love turns into the grave, it already means death

All the sorrows are the self-sentimental ...... of the living."