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Chapter 1570 Blood Sacrifice Picture, Killing God (Please subscribe)

A touch of sandalwood mixed with the fragrance of ink mixed in the air, and the rippling dim yellow candlelight illuminated the limited space.

This is a house that is only about 20 square meters in size. It is a very common residence at the foot of Lishou Mountain.

At this time, a young man, about twenty-five years old, was naked, sitting cross-legged on a light blue futon, letting the young woman beside him use a thin needle as long as a foot to The ink-stained paint was constantly piercing and tracing on his body.

This man is quite handsome. His long hair is now tied up on top of his head. There is a thin scar on his neck. You can clearly see that this scar is at his fatal throat. It may go a little deeper. Young man would be killed without a chance to survive until now.

As for the ink tattoos on his body, they are not just in one place, but are densely packed all over his upper body.

The two arms of the young man were originally smooth and clean, but now under the influence of the young woman, they were traced and carved with dense marks like weapons.

Under the dim light, his entire upper body, chest and back, were transformed into a battle pattern, with countless heads, bones, and corpses piled together.

If it were just a tattoo, it could only be regarded as a personal hobby and nothing special. However, this fighting war tattoo was made with special pigments.

And the young woman's unique secret method makes her look lifelike, like a hell or a devil's cave, full of magic that makes people fear and despair.

"Third Master, I have completed half of this blood sacrifice picture, and I have done everything I can. I hope you will keep your word and don't forget to promise me."

After a while, the woman put away the tools and paints, wiped the sweat from her face, and said tiredly.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at his two arms with his narrow eyes. When he saw the ink pattern, instead of feeling disappointed or dissatisfied, he was filled with happiness and excitement, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't worry, I know the rules. In fact, your mother had received the secret medicine from me long after you left home. She has probably recovered by now. As long as she doesn't use force anymore, she can live a young and relaxed life of thirty years.

However, you must remember that this blood sacrifice pattern was taught to you by me and must not be passed on to anyone else. You are not allowed to tattoo this pattern on anyone. Otherwise, you should know my methods. "

The young woman nodded and looked at the man, somewhat hesitant to speak.

The man saw this and said,

"Whatever you want to say, just say it. I'm in a good mood right now. Maybe I can give you an answer."

"Third Master, you are from a family with nine surnames in this world. You have had boundless wealth and power since you were born. You have everything that everyone in the world envies. Why, why do you want to have such an evil thing engraved on your body?"

"I, I don't mean to test your secrets, but I think this blood sacrifice diagram is not a good thing. I'm afraid it will damage your body and even affect your spirit, Third Master."

"Of course I know you don't have the guts to explore my secrets, but it doesn't hurt to tell you.

This blood sacrifice picture has an origin, it is called the God of Killing Picture. Do you know the God of Killing? "

"This little girl has heard something about it. The god of death in ancient times is none other than Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an who was known as the mass murderer in the Middle Ages. According to legend, he was invincible in all battles, conquered all attacks, was invincible, and killed countless people. He made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty's unification of the world, and finally achieved enlightenment by killing the god and passed away.

I wonder if what the little lady said is right? "

"What you said is very good. This Killing God Picture is actually a secret technique left by the Killing God Bai Qi. However, because it was so long ago, most of it has been incomplete. Later generations tried to complete it with their own martial arts and talents. Although it was not successful, it had some results, and it was considered a fairly good secret technique inheritance.

You should know the origin of my blood sacrifice picture. "

The young woman was stunned when she heard this. The Blood Sacrifice Picture came from the God of Death Picture. The God of Killing Picture was a secret technique of Bai Qi, which was passed down to future generations. After it was incomplete, it was completed by the descendants and became the Blood Stain Picture.

Thinking of the third master's surname, she suddenly had a bold idea. Could it be that the Bai family, one of the nine surnames, was really a descendant of Lord Wu An?

"Although this is the case, in my opinion, this picture is evil. As time goes by, it will slowly penetrate into your flesh and blood, organs, and even your bones, and eventually become completely integrated with you. I want you to Peeling and cleaning are impossible.

And once this happens, the blood stain map will most likely cause you, Mr. San, to go crazy. "

The young woman knows very well that her tattooing technique is a secret technique that has been passed down from generation to generation and has a long history, but it does not have such great power.

But the key point is that the pigment used for tattoos contains the blood of thirty-six kinds of ferocious beasts and the poison of seventy-two kinds of poisonous insects. It can be said to be the most sinister, evil, and evil.

Normally, if someone had this kind of tattoo, let alone the entire upper body, even if it was the size of an arm, they would probably have exploded to death, or been poisoned to death by a direct hit.

The energy of the beast's blood, mixed together through a special combination method, does not play the role of one plus one equals two, but a qualitative explosion.

In the same way, when those toxins are arranged together in special combinations, they will also undergo qualitative changes.

Once the two are combined, they merge with human flesh and blood, creating a special and extremely evil pattern that no one will believe even if they die.

The third master, who was born in the Bai family, was safe and sound, in high spirits, and even felt an inexplicable sense of improvement.

There is a high probability that the method is special. It suppresses, decomposes and digests all the huge energy and toxicity in the paint.

But this kind of suppression can never last for too long. Even if it can last for a long time, as long as it is slightly influenced by the outside world, it may break the balance and make Mr. Bai suffer the consequences.

As for decomposition and digestion, in the eyes of the young woman, it is simply impossible.

After all, this third young master is only in the innate realm. A snake swallowing an elephant is already a fantasy, and a snake swallowing a whale is even more incredible.

At least according to the young woman's understanding, Mr. Bai is temporarily unable to turn the power inside into his own.

Of course, this is his understanding based on the existing information and his own cognition.

"Obsessed, okay, I'm afraid I can't become possessed. As the saying goes, practicing Taoism for a thousand years is not as good as becoming a devil overnight.

If you want to achieve great results in a very short period of time, you must take some risks.

Ordinary people can be possessed by evil spirits, which can cause great harm, but people who can be possessed by blood-stained pictures can be greatly benefited by being possessed by evil spirits.

Even in the future, when I get rid of my obsession, I will be completely reborn and achieve extraordinary things. "

When he said this, Mr. Bai was particularly determined.

He was sure that he could do it and succeed.

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