The boulder rises unusually slowly, but Firefall won't let that stop him from giving up.

The stinging sensation on his face is gradually weakening, and being cut by a small stone can only be regarded as a skin injury, but if such a large boulder is suddenly attacked, it will be more than just a skin injury.

The boulder didn't seem to pay attention to the meaning of the firefall, and continued to rise slowly.

Half an hour later, the full view of the boulder appeared in front of Flamefall.

On the surface, the boulder is about ten zhang high, and the whole body is dark and shiny, without any lines......

This is the result of Flamefall's observations.

However, in the next second, a dazzling blood-colored magic pattern suddenly appeared in the center of the boulder.

Flamefall was speechless for a while, okay...... A second in the face.

The blood-colored pattern carved into the boulder, which became clearer as time passed.

Yanfall just watched quietly in the sky above, and at this time he didn't dare to attack the boulder without authorization, since the boulder had no intention of attacking at the moment, he would take a good look and see if he could find any clues on this blood-colored pattern.

A long time has passed.

Just when Yanfall was about to get impatient, the blood-colored lines suddenly stagnated, and in the next second, from a certain point densely spread to the surroundings of the boulder, and the blood-colored lines that had just occupied less than one-tenth of the area of the boulder actually spread to the entire boulder in this short moment.

Flamefall looked at the lines on it and fell into deep thought.

The blood-colored lines are outlined like a pattern.

The center of the pattern is like a dead corpse, this dead corpse does not look like a human race, nor is it a demonic beast, judging from past experience, Yanfall feels that the owner of this dead corpse is a demon nine times out of ten.

The limbs of the corpse and the head of the corpse are each heavily delineated. The lines spread forward, and after shuttling through countless condensed strange runes, they converged in front of them.

On a young body directly in front of you, to be exact.

The small body, outlined by blood-colored lines, looks somewhat similar to the shape of a baby, the only difference is that. The baby's head was so big, the size of two bodies.

And the head was full of hideous magic patterns just above it, and under the closed eyes were a pair of thin black purple lips, and on either side of the lips, there were hideous-looking fangs, and the fangs were also outlined with blood.

To Yanfall's surprise, the blood on the fangs seemed to be moving all the time, as if a drop of blood was falling from the sky and the blood beads were in mid-air.

"It's ......"

Squint your eyes. Yanfall continued to look down, it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, this time, a cold cold air rushed from his backbone to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

I saw that in the dense blood-colored lines on the baby's head, countless lines extended outward, densely covering the entire boulder.

However, the most shocking scene was the tail end of these lines.

At the end of each stripe is a scarlet heart.

Even Flamefall could feel the beating of these hearts.

These hearts beat every time. It will dry up a little bit, and the blood lines will squirm a little bit.

When all the hearts are shriveled up. The baby's head suddenly had a dazzling glint of blood, and the blood finally poured into the corpse under the gaze of Yanfall, along the lines connected to the demon corpse.

The shape and color of the heart are exactly the same as the human heart.

Firefall could almost be determined. That's the human heart.

What does this painting illustrate?

Yanfall suddenly remembered the heartless people he saw along the way when he came to the blood pool for baptism.

Those people's hearts, where did they go.

Could it be ......

Da-da-da-da.

The sound of crisp footsteps is particularly clear in this silent place.

Yan Fall's thoughts paused, and he didn't look back, but he already knew who was coming.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Fall's face revealed a faint self-deprecation.

"You're here. ”

Footsteps paused.

"How do you know?"

Huang Wuchen's face was obviously stunned. Originally, he wanted to disguise it, but now it seems that there is no need for that.

"Want to know?"

Yanfall turned around, looked directly at Huang Wuchen, and smiled faintly.

Huang Wuchen frowned, then licked his lips, and his face was hideous: "If you say it, I can give you a good time, otherwise ......"

Huang Wuchen didn't continue, but the threat between his words was clear.

"Huh. ”

Yan Yan chuckled lightly and stared at Huang Wuchen: "You hid it very well, so good that I haven't seen through it for so long." ”

"Who do you think you are? ”

Huang Wuchen sneered, a little disdainful of Yan Fall's remarks.

Yan Yan shook his head slightly, and under Huang Wuchen's gaze, his pupils gradually turned a strange purple.

Under the reflection of his purple eyes, Yan Cheng saw Huang Wuchen's true face clearly for the first time.

Fierce fangs, and a distinctly marked badge at the center of the eyebrows.

"You're one of the War Demon King's men. ”

Yan Yan opened his mouth lightly.

Huang Wuchen was shocked, under these purple eyes, he felt that his whole body had been seen through, and he was secretly frightened, but Yan Yan's words made him almost miss his heart.

War Demon.

The race that is the best at fighting among the demons.

Although this race does not have the ability to conceal like the fog demons, its strength is extremely terrifying.

Under Yanfall's glance, he clearly saw Huang Wuchen's realm.

Early stage of the Eighth Order.

To be precise, Huang Wuchen should be more than this realm, but for some reason, his strength has not fully recovered.

"Who the hell are you?"

Huang Wuchen's gaze at Yan Yan changed and became incomprehensible, and there was even such a sense of fear during this time.

Yan Yan shook his head, pacing back and forth and said to himself, "The first time I doubted you was when you said that you didn't have a blood mark. ”

I've seen the blood mark, and if it's as you say, everyone from the moment of birth, but only you, doesn't, which makes me a little suspicious.

"You don't have a blood mark, how can you tell for sure?"

Huang Wuchen said grimly.

"Huh. ”

Yan Yan chuckled, but a faint sentence exploded in Huang Wuchen's heart like a shock: "Because...... I don't belong to this forsaken land, how can I be cursed by your demons and have a blood seal?"

"Don't you belong here, boy, who are you bluffing? The seal between this heaven and earth was personally laid by the Demon King of my Demon Station, how could you break through the seal of the Battle Demon King with your little seventh order!"

"Believe it or not, it's none of my business whether you believe it or not. ”

Yan Cheng pursed his lips and continued: "At that time, I was just confused, but I didn't suspect you, in fact, it wasn't until I entered the blood pool that I dared to faintly affirm that there was definitely something wrong with your identity. ”

Huang Wuchen didn't speak, just squinted at Yan Fall, quietly waiting for the following.

"I remember that in the wasteland, when the dark thunder struck the gate of the blood pool, that terrifying wave swept in all directions. ”

"At that time, I followed the method you said, and successfully blocked the wave, but you blocked it, how can you stop it?"

Yan Fall's gaze looked directly at Huang Wuchen.

"You can block it in the early stage of the seventh order, why can't I be in the middle of the seventh order, could it be that you didn't see clearly that I used the technique of borrowing strength to fight when resisting?"

Huang Wuchen glared and spoke.

"Leverage?"

Yan Fall smiled faintly: "You also need to have the most basic strength to use your strength, if you are really a powerhouse in the middle of the seventh order, it is impossible for you to resist with the energy intensity of that spatial fluctuation at that time." ”

"Hmph, you're talking nonsense. ”

A hint of calm flashed in Huang Wuchen's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and snorted coldly.

"Do you think that what I said is self-contradictory? Do you think that since I can't stop it in the middle of the seventh order, I naturally can't stop it in the early stage of the seventh order, right?"

Huang Wuchen didn't speak, but his eyes showed that he really thought so.

"It's naïve. ”

Yanfall shook his head lightly: "The reason why I was able to block it easily was not only my own strength, but also this. ”

After that, Yanfall flicked his fingers, and on the surface, it seemed that Yanfall did not use the slightest physical strength and energy fluctuations in his body, but under such a flick, the space appeared a little distorted.

"It's ...... The power of space! How is this possible! You only have the seventh order!"

Huang Wuchen's pupils shrank, as an eighth-order powerhouse, he had a certain understanding of the power of space, but Rao was like this, he couldn't do it like Yanfall to change space with a snap of his fingers.

"Nothing is impossible. ”

Yan Yan opened his mouth and said, there was no need for him to explain to Huang Wuchen about the mastery of the power of space.

"Based on that alone, you're going to conclude that there's something wrong with me?"

Huang Wuchen was obviously still a little unconvinced.

"No, it wasn't that long ago that I really decided. ”

Yanluo shook his head: "When I entered the sea of blood, the endless demonic qi around me surged towards my body, and that power was even if I was on guard in advance, I remember you once said that when you entered the blood pool, you used your willpower to forcibly block the power in the blood pool, am I right?"

"I did say that. ”

Huang Wuchen's face had become gloomy, and his gaze at Yan Yan became more and more shocked.

"Huh. ”

Yan Yan sneered disdainfully: "It's not that I look down on you, it's almost a fool's dream to resist the erosion of this demonic qi with your strength that is not yet the seventh order, you are obviously talking nonsense with your eyes open." ”

"You ......"

Huang Wuchen glared, and under Yan Yuan's repeated ridicule, he finally couldn't help it.

"I've answered your question, are you satisfied?"

Seeing that Huang Wuchen was bored in place and didn't speak, Yan Yan shook his head slightly and said, "Now, it's time for me to ask you, those people who are in the Violent Corpse Wilderness and whose hearts have been dug out are all done by you, right?"

"If I'm right, you have the talent of an evil sect that can control the blood marks in the human body and kill them silently. ”

Speaking of this, Flamefall looked puzzled, "But what still makes me wonder now is, how did you take their hearts?"

"This thing...... You go to hell and ask!"

Huang Wuchen raised his head suddenly, and his pupils had turned red like blood!(To be continued.) )