Fighting the Supreme Realm

Chapter 75 Soul-Eating Mark (6) "This kind of situation has not happened in Dou Emperor Continent for too long." Qing Haoran tapped his fingers on the table, as if he was remembering something.

Haven't seen you for a long time? So, it has appeared before? Qing Haoran said this, he should know something about the situation.

Xiao Yao and Xiao Yan were overjoyed at the same time. Their two pairs of fiery eyes stared at Qing Haoran, waiting expectantly for the next step.

Qing Haoran took a long breath and said with a wry smile: "Don't look at me like this. It's just because it hasn't been there for a long time, so I'm not sure."

"I hope it's not what I thought, otherwise, the situation will be really serious." With a bitter look on his face, Qing Haoran stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yao's arm, injected fighting energy, and investigated in detail.

Everyone present had never seen Qing Haoran so serious before. They all put down their glasses and waited silently for Qing Haoran to speak. Even Qing Muer did not dare to make a sound. She sat obediently on the chair and looked at her brother and Xiao with her chin in her hands. remote.

The autumn wind at night blows into the house, bringing with it a desolate feeling.

Qing Haoran's face became more and more gloomy, and his pair of sword-shaped eyebrows lost their previous heroic spirit and were tightly locked.

Everyone's mood continued to fall bit by bit, and Xiao Yao was already in despair. Xiao Yan reached out and wanted to pat Xiao Yao's shoulder to express comfort, but it fell feebly in mid-air.

"If I guessed correctly, this should be the soul-eating mark." After a long time, Qing Haoran finally spoke, with an angry sneer on his lips.

"Soul-Eating Mark?"

Everyone was extremely confused. It seemed that they had never heard of it in Doudi Continent.

The expression on Qing Haoran's face became solemn, "This is the technique of my demon clan in ancient times. It has been extinct for many years, but I didn't expect it to reappear again."

"Brother, how did you know?" Qing Muer asked puzzledly. "When I was sorting out the secret history of the clan, I accidentally learned about the existence of this technique from a record." Qing Haoran shook his head, his face full of bitterness, "The record is very short and unclear. It just says that there is such a thing. A kind of skill can plant a mark on a person's body, called the soul-eating mark. The winner did not feel much discomfort at the time. After that, the skill continued to decline slowly day by day, and finally fell below the one-star Dou Emperor. This is very consistent with Xiao. The current condition of the clan leader, so I guess that clan leader Xiao may have received this mark." Listening to Qing Haoran's words, everyone felt a chill, and then slowly seeped into their bones, and they couldn't help but tremble.

For a person who has practiced for countless years to reach a certain height, the feeling of powerlessness as he watches his skills regress every day but is helpless is probably more terrifying than killing him directly. That kind of silent torture can make a person Even very strong-willed people will eventually collapse. This technique is simply vicious to the extreme.

"And" Qing Haoran sighed and was silent for a moment, as if he was hesitating whether to say it or not.

"And what? Brother, you might as well say it directly." Xiao Yan urged.

"This mark has no solution." Qing Haoran still said it.

There is no solution to this mark!

When Xiao Yao suddenly heard these five words, he dimmed silently like a candle in the wind, slumped on the chair, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, broken into pieces, and was no longer complete, just like Xiao Yao's mood at this time. Hearing the crisp sound of Xiao Yao's wine glass falling to the ground, everyone present looked sad.

Xiao Yan tightened his palm slightly and pressed it on the wine table, leaving five deep finger marks. He kept muttering: "The soul-eating mark, there is no solution; the soul-eating mark, there is no solution." Zhen Ni walked lightly. He came over and put his hand on Xiao Yan's back, silent, not knowing how to speak.

Listening to Xiao Yan's murmur, Qing Haoran also murmured along with him: "Soul-Eating Mark, Soul-Eating Mark, Soul-Eating Mark, Soul-Eating Mark"

"Mu'er, do you still remember the royal instructions that the ancestor emperor left for us on the Blood Demon Ring?" Qing Haoran suddenly remembered something and asked Qing Mu'er.

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