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White Bone Desolate Demon Temple.

White bone Sensen.

The magic is awe-inspiring.

Incomplete.

Empty.

Song Yuan walked in, felt and looked around, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that the former Desolate Demon Hall had a glorious time!"

"For some reason, it has fallen to the point where it is now!"

"Coming here, there is a feeling of stepping into history, embracing the years... Vicissitudes! "

Quietly.

Song Yuan walked around.

It was simply empty, and it seemed that there had been fierce battles and even looted, so there were no tables and chairs in the temple.

However, Song Yuan noticed: picture frame!

The temple is dilapidated, but on the surrounding walls, a total of 12 picture frames are hung.

Each frame, very large.

It is as long as one foot and half a foot wide, which is simply huge.

"These paintings must be weird!"

"I'll have to take a closer look!"

Song Yuan walked in front of the first painting and looked up.

First painting.

The picture is magnificent and colorful.

Among them, there are human races, demon beasts, demon lords, and all kinds of magic weapons and divine weapons, inspiring Dao rays and drawing strands of trajectory in the air.

There are many scenes and pictures in the whole painting, which constitute a complex narrative.

Scenes of fierce battles.

Scene of negotiation.

The picture of the coming dynasty of ten thousand races.

The picture of the demon lord dominating the world.

...... Song Yuanguan looked at it for a long time.

Combined with the preface of the Desolate Heart Method before, he almost understood this painting.

This painting depicts the Demon Sect, the Desolate Demon Temple, and its glorious history.

Once like the sky, the world's first.

Once conquered the Terrans, Demon Races, Spirit Races, etc., the Supreme of All Races.

"So hanging?"

"Then its Desolate Heart Method should also be very good!"

"However, it is also strange that such a hanging demon sect decayed later, so that their temple was left in this alien space."

"Only the White Bone Warrior remains, in fact, it should be regarded as a servant of the Demon Temple!"

"Those true Demon Sect powers, they, are all cold?"

Things are unpredictable.

The winds of change.

For things that are very distant and difficult to confirm, Song Yuan is too lazy to think about it.

He moved and turned to the second painting.

"Groove!"

Song Yuan looked at the second painting and spat out the fragrance in his mouth.

Moreover, he also rolled his eyes at the second painting.

Because there is nothing in the picture, the second painting is completely blank, there is nothing to draw....

"How many meanings?"

"No painting?"

"Or is there another mystery?"

Song Yuan shook his head.

He walked towards the third painting.

Third painting.

Quite simply, there is only one bloody handprint on the screen!

"What is this thing?"

"Nima, Demon Sect, always engage in some ancient and weird things!"

Song Yuan took a closer look.

It seems that the painting has sensed something, and actually shows a line of small print under the bloody handprint.

Of course, it's still Magic Text.

Now Song Yuan can completely understand the magic text.

Read.

Complete.

He smiled.

"Very good!"

He stepped forward, stretched out a hand, and pressed the bloody handprint.

"Oh!"

"Ugh!"

A sensation like an electric shock.

A breath went straight into Song Yuan's body.

Straight to the depths of Song Yuan's body....

The pain was like lightning and thunder, exploding deep in his body.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Ahhh

"Oooh!"

Song Yuan howled.

One of his hands was consistently pressed on the bloody handprint, and it did not deviate in the slightest.

......

The charm has already come over.

Around the Desolate Demon Hall, the mist was much thinner.

Those white bone warriors reformed into piles of white bones, quietly scattered and accumulated around the demon hall, which seemed to be some kind of protection!

The charm was bold and came closer.

Far away.

She could roughly see that Song Yuan was in the demon hall, and seemed to be facing a wall, leaning out with one hand and pressing on the wall, this posture seemed to be a wall.

"What is he doing?"

"His howl, alas, seems to be less excited than hanging!"

"Is this thing..."

the charm became more and more curious.

She couldn't help but walk over, and also wanted to enter the Demon Temple, but suddenly, a pile of white bones changed again!

Flickering up.

White bone combination.

Instant completion.

The white bone warrior appeared, and he grabbed the charm and stopped her from moving forward.

"I, I'm with Song Yuan."

"I just want to go in and see!"

Feminine explained loudly.

The white bone warrior did not pay attention to her at all, but raised his hand, cut a short, blade-like white bone, and plunged into the charming murderous part... Blood is flowing everywhere!

Feminine to the ground.

There was a look of horror in her beautiful eyes.

Shortness of breath.

She clearly sensed that her life force was rapidly draining.

She was unable to sit up, unable to call for help.

"I'm going to die!"

That's all she had left with that.

Poor charming.

Song Yuan seemed to be very simple, and walked into the Desolate Demon Hall, and she thought that she could too.

The white bone warrior faced Song Yuan and submitted.

But in the face of charm, the white bone warrior is simply a powerful and terrifying existence like the god of death.

She was sad!

......

A day later.

Only then did Song Yuan take his hand away from the bloody handprint on the third painting.

He was overjoyed!

In fact, he has been extracting and harvesting magical energy from the blood handprint!

A large amount of demonic energy was injected into Song Yuan's body, and even forcibly opened a spiritual trick position, whose function was similar to that of the dantian.

Those blood-colored demonic energy was injected into the spiritual position.

Powerful magical energy!

Song Yuan gained greatly!

"Desolate Demon Heart Method, with demon energy, and Supreme Demon Bone, ha, I know: Actually, I have accepted the inheritance of the Desolate Demon Temple!"

Song Yuan felt: This time was purely an accident.

So.

Look at the third painting, the bloody handprint.

Five fingers.

The little finger is no longer bloody, but has become blank, and the other four fingers and the palm area are still bloody.

"Oh, I feel that my extraction and absorption have reached the upper limit!"

"However, I have only absorbed a small part of the magical energy contained in the Blood Handprint."

"Well, it is estimated that I still need to strengthen and improve my physique, maybe become a seven-trick exquisite body, so that I can better and more absorb the magic energy in the blood handprint."

Song Yuanxin was pleased.

Then he moved and looked at the next painting.

Lower lower picture.

Various other paintings.

However, the pictures of those paintings are all gray, and there seems to be a layer of prohibition concealment, and it is impossible to see what is painted.

Song Yuan estimated: "Do I have to extract and absorb all the blood handprints before I can see the next painting?"

"Maybe?"

"No hurry, later, step by step."

Song Yuan was calm and clear.

"First of all, let's upgrade our physique, we must drop; Then, come and absorb the magic energy of the blood mudra; Even if it is absorbed several times, it can be; After getting the bloody handprint, look at the next painting, which is the fourth painting.

"Well, the magic paintings of the Desolate Demon Hall should all be extraordinarily good!"

Song Yuan feeling: Looking forward to it!

He wondered, what exactly is the fourth painting?

......

Song Yuan walked out of the Desolate Demon Hall.

Naturally, he saw the charm lying on the ground, the fierce white bones of her murderous part, and the large blood stains that had dried up.

His brow furrowed.