This ancient painting has always been placed in a corner of the abyss territory by Bai Yan, shrouded in the will of the lord, and other demons do not dare to approach the ancient painting easily.

Bai Yan's heart moved slightly, and he took out the ancient painting from the abyss territory.

"Sa~!"

The ancient painting shook slightly, broke away from Bai Yan's palm, and automatically unfolded the scroll in the wind.

Holy, God!

This thing can move on its own!

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, he looked at the ancient painting floating in the air, and he was puzzled for a while.

The mysterious lines on the ancient painting suddenly worked, and a circle of rippling transparent energy spread, and a cyan energy floated out of the body of the aliens of the Ma Family Martial Arts who were lying unconscious on the ground.

This cyan energy is like a silk thread, floating in the air, under the traction of the ancient painting, the cyan energy slowly converges in the past, and the wisps gradually disappear into the ancient painting!

Ten minutes later, the ancient painting absorbed the cyan energy in the bodies of all the Ma Jiawu Sect aliens, and seemed to be satisfied.

The ancient painting slowly circled, floated, returned to Bai Yan's palm, and lay quietly.

Bai Yan hurriedly grabbed the ancient painting and looked down.

I saw that the original mysterious lines on the ancient paintings had changed, and the lines were writhing as if they were alive, vaguely showing the figure of a five-clawed green dragon.

The five-clawed green dragon writhed on the ancient painting, and a faint dragon power revealed, as if it was about to fly out of the ancient painting and rise into the air!

Bai Yan's eyes were very keen, and he found at a glance that the dragon claws of the green dragon on the ancient painting were faintly emitting, and the lines at the dragon claws were much brighter than the rest of the green dragon's body!

"What the hell are you?"

Bai Yan muttered to himself, he rubbed the ancient painting, and the ancient painting exuded a faint pulse of energy.

Like a heart, like a pulse!

Bai Yan felt that the dragon veins in his body were also beating, and the energy vibrations on the dragon veins and the ancient paintings resonated, and the energy pulsations of the two were surprisingly consistent!

Forget it, if you can't think about it, you don't want to, this thing is in my hands, and sooner or later I will be able to study it thoroughly!

Bai Yan put away the ancient paintings and turned around to deal with these unconscious Ma Family Martial Sect aliens.

There are eight Inhumans, three B-level, and five C+-level, which together can provide Bai Yan with at least six or seven thousand or so demonic energy!

Bai Yan approached these strangers, and his expression suddenly became stunned.

He realized that all these aliens had disappeared!

All eight Inhumans are dead!

"How so? I remember I left my hand!"

Bai Yan was a little puzzled, in order to sacrifice to obtain more demonic energy, he deliberately left his hands and did not kill them.

But now, they're all dead!

It's because of the old paintings!

Bai Yan immediately thought that that cyan energy must have something to do with the lives of these aliens!

Feelings: This is an ancient painting that kills people!

And it's the Inhumans who kill!

Silently, absorbing the energy in their bodies and putting people to death, this is too domineering!

Bai Yan was secretly speechless, his current thoughts were only speculation, but he felt that the deaths of these aliens were directly related to the ancient paintings.

Alas, forget it, if you die, you will die!

Just a little less demonic energy!

Bai Yan shook his head with some pity, collected these alien corpses, and threw them into the altar for sacrifice.

"I ....."

After Bai Yan sacrificed, he was a little speechless as he looked at the demonic energy that had increased by dozens of points.

It stands to reason that even if these aliens die, they will provide him with at least 4,000 points of demonic energy!

But now, his demonic energy has only increased by such a small amount! It is only equivalent to the demonic energy of sacrificing the corpses of a group of ordinary people!

This damn ancient painting actually dares to rob me of my demonic energy!

Bai Yan was extremely annoyed, and the ancient painting was lying quietly in a corner of the abyss territory, and the painting exuded a strange streamer, which was completely different from the ordinary appearance before.

Forget it, you can't destroy it.

After staring at the ancient paintings in the abyss territory for a moment, Bai Yan shook his head with a helpless wry smile.

Lao Tzu was actually overshadowed by a painting today!

Rob my demonic energy......

Count you ruthless!

When I've researched you thoroughly, I'll settle accounts with you!

Bai Yan glared fiercely at the ancient paintings in the Abyss Territory, and then sighed and returned to the Lamborghini.

The two vans driven by Yang Gongzi and others were thrown into the abyss by Bai Yan, and there was a trace of corpse destruction.

"Hmm, master....."

The sound insulation effect in the car is excellent, and the fight outside did not interfere with Li Xiaoman's dream at all, and the sound of Bai Yan opening the car door slightly alarmed the silly girl, and she muttered Bai Yan's name.

"Silly girl, awake?"

Bai Yan leaned over gently, touching Li Xiaoman's hair.

"I didn't wake up, I still had to sleep. ”

Li Xiaoman muttered and twisted her delicate body, she got into Bai Yan's arms, her beautiful eyes refused to open, and her small appearance was both cute and naughty.

Bai Yan's warm breath wrapped her, making Li Xiaoman's heart full of security.

She was particularly infatuated with the aura on Bai Yan's body.

"Okay, you haven't woken up, go back to sleep. ”

Bai Yan laughed and launched the Lamborghini all the way back to the villa.

Li Xiaoman, the silly girl, slept very deeply, Bai Yan couldn't bear to disturb her sweet dreams, bent down to pick up her soft and delicate body, and came all the way to the bedroom.

Bai Yan put Li Xiaoman on the side of the bed, and his movements were extremely gentle.

Li Xiaoman was obviously tired and couldn't wake up, and her work during the day and the charity party at night consumed a lot of her energy.

The eyelashes on Li Xiaoman's beautiful eyes moved slightly, the crystal clear skin exuded charming temptation under the bedroom light, and the cherry-like little mouth was unconsciously closed, as cute as a sleeping baby.

Bai Yan covered her with a quilt and pushed out of the room with gentle movements.

After returning to his bedroom, Bai Yan took out the ancient paintings and placed them on the wooden table to look at them carefully.

Bai Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he was thinking about what happened tonight.

Obviously, judging from Yang Gongzi's words before his death, tonight's ambush is inseparable from this kid Ma Mubo!

But Bai Yan didn't know where Ma Mubo lived, so he could only keep this account in mind for the time being.

The heir of the Ma family martial arts, right?

Bai Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce look flashed.

Bai Yan has always been the master who refuses to suffer, and Ma Mubo's ambush behavior today has undoubtedly put him on Bai Yan's death list!

As for the ancient paintings that were auctioned today.

Bai Yan's eyes fell on the ancient painting, he always felt that this ancient painting was very strange, it first resonated with the dragon vein, and then independently absorbed the cyan energy in the alien body of the Ma Jiawu Sect, condensing into a dragon claw pattern.

Bai Yan guessed that the cyan energy in the aliens of the Ma Family Martial Sect was mostly the internal force in their bodies.

This ancient painting is not only related to dragon veins, but also absorbs the energy in the human body.

Bai Yan can only confirm these two clues at present, and as for other information about ancient paintings, he doesn't know.

Moonlight shone from the windows of the villa and gently fell on the ancient paintings.

The moonlight is like silver, and it is like a jade plate, and the moonlight and the mysterious patterns on the ancient paintings are strangely soft together, as if they are blending with each other!

Looking at this beautiful spectacle, Bai Yan suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart.

Absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon!

At this moment, a faint throbbing suddenly rose from the bottom of Bai Yan's heart.

"Huh?"

Bai Yan frowned slightly, this feeling was familiar to him!

This is how he felt when he once felt the dragon vein in HZ City!

At this time, this ancient painting is actually guiding him to comprehend the dragon vein!

Bai Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

Well, since I have come to ZH City, I will take a look at the dragon veins here by the way, and see if I can observe other clues related to this ancient painting!

Bai Yan must be in his heart, he pushed open the door, ready to leave the villa, and find a quiet place to feel the dragon vein of ZH City.

In order to ensure Li Xiaoman's safety, Bai Yan deliberately arranged more than a dozen second-level demon giant trees inside and outside the villa, if anyone dared to break into the villa at night, there would definitely be only a dead end!