nbsp; Chapter 75 Soul-Eating Mark (6) "This situation has not happened in Dou Emperor Continent for too long." Qing Haoran tapped his finger on the table, as if he was remembering something.
Haven't seen you for a long time? So, it has appeared before? Qing Haoran should know something about this.
Xiao Yao and Xiao Yan were overjoyed at the same time, staring at Qing Haoran with two pairs of fiery eyes, waiting expectantly for the next step.
Qing Haoran took a long breath and said with a wry smile: "Don't do this to me. It's just because it hasn't been there for so long, 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, poured in fighting energy, and began to investigate in detail.
Everyone here has never seen Qing Haoran so serious. They all put down their wine glasses and waited silently for Qing Haoran to speak. Even Qing Muer did not dare to make a sound and sat obediently on the chair, holding her brother and Xiao Yao on her chin. .
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 boldness and were tightly locked.
Everyone's mood continued to drop little by little, 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 down 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 the Dou Emperor 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, but there is such a thing This skill can plant a mark on a person, called the soul-eating mark. The winner did not feel much discomfort at the time. After that, the skill continued to slowly decline day by day, and finally fell below the one-star Dou Emperor. This is very consistent with Patriarch Xiao. The current situation, so I guess Patriarch Xiao may have received this kind of mark." Listening to Qing Haoran's account, everyone felt a chill, and then slowly seeped into their bone marrow, 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 that he feels when his skills are declining every day but there is nothing he can do about it is probably more terrifying than killing him directly. That kind of silent torture can make a person with a very strong will Strong people will eventually collapse. This technique is simply vicious to the extreme.
"And" Qing Haoran sighed and was silent for a moment, seeming to be hesitating whether to come out.
"And what? Brother, you might as well be straight." 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. He slumped on the chair, and the wine glass on it 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 downcast.
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 placed it 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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