In the spacious hall of the Louvre Palace, light shines everywhere, and strange stripes emerge out of thin air, constantly intertwining in front of Yu Han, forming a strange and complex figure.

Yu Han stared wide and looked at everything in front of him incredibly, his face was shocked in an instant.

Because the Taoist map in front of me, which is completely interwoven by light, is the enlarged version of the Taoist map carved on the stone platform I encountered outside before. Each line is generally the same and is extremely similar.

"How is that possible?" He took a deep breath: "The Louvre actually rubbed the Taoist map, or did it be displayed by the projection of the Louvre power?"

Thinking of this, Yu Han felt a little confused.

When I first saw the stone platform and Taoist map, the Louvre seemed to have some sense, and then it automatically broke away from the constraints of the body and entered directly here to meet with my soul.

At this moment, there was an absolute connection between the two, and then the projection was carried out through the Louvre Museum and the Taoist picture was presented to me again.

He looked back at the scenes that happened before, frowned tightly.

"Can there be an inexplicable connection between the Louvre Museum and this bead and jade slip? Or have they known each other for a long time?"

Yu Han nodded secretly. I am afraid that only this kind of guess can confirm the situation in front of him.

But what is the connection between the Louvre Palace and this jade slip?

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on the Taoist map again.

The dense textures are constantly intertwined, and the secrets cannot be seen clearly.

Yu Han's heart was as bright as lightning, constantly deducing the direction of these textures, and then blending them with his own sense of formation.

"These textures seem to be messy, but in fact, they are in a secret harmony with the direction of the Heavenly Dao. I can't see the mystery, because my formation is not enough!"

"But if we can distinguish the order of their combination, we may find a glimmer of opportunity!"

Thinking of this, he gathered his mind and fell on this Taoist map.

All of my mind was filled with dense textures. Not only that, as the deduction progressed, his formation cultivation was also increasing rapidly.

Brand new Taoist patterns are derived, and then they form Taoist seals and condense into the prehistoric world.

Two thousand...two thousand five hundred...three thousand...

This number is increasing rapidly.

Yu Han's mind gradually penetrated towards the center of the formation diagram, and he felt the mystery more and more.

call!

The space around suddenly twisted.

Just as he was approaching the most core Taoist pattern combination, the surrounding scene changed again.

Yu Han was shocked because the countless patterns that were originally still there actually began to run rapidly at this moment.

Each Taoist pattern seemed to be embedded in the void, but just as it started to run, the rules of Taoist seal became clearer and clearer.

His eyes flashed, and he did not dare to miss every plot.

"The formation was actually activated by me!" Yu Han took a deep breath.

He didn't know what this formation contained. If there was really murderous intent, it wouldn't be able to resist it.

The space was twisted, and in front of him, the Taoist map finally disappeared completely.

Instead, there is a blood-colored world.

"Why is this so similar to the world inside the beads outside?" Yu Han frowned.

At this moment, he was standing at the center of this world, but he couldn't feel the strange aura around him.

It seemed like a bystander, although he was standing there, he was completely isolated from the whole world.

Yu Han walked forward, but suddenly realized that the red light under his feet was also moving forward with his steps.

"What the hell is going on?" He looked around and looked over.

These red lights are not really red, but are covered by heavy fog.

These fogs are all red and very strange, but no matter how hard Yu Han tried, he could not sense the breath.

"Try it with true qi!"

Yu Han's eyes flashed, light condensed in his palm, and sword energy overflowed, constantly spreading towards the surroundings.

Sure enough, as the true energy advances in all directions, the red mist is gradually dispersed.

His face also became a little solemn, and wherever his eyes touched, he was actually standing in the void.

Or it can be said that he was standing on the red mist.

And as the fog dissipated, he actually continued to land downwards with the fog.

"Let's take a look, what's the secret!" Yu Han's mind moved and gradually calmed down.

As the red fog gradually moved downward, the surroundings became thinner and thinner, and the surroundings could be vaguely seen.

call--

Suddenly, a terrifying murderous intent came from below.

Yu Han, who was watching around, couldn't help but change his face and looked down at the same time.

It was a ruined and depressed battlefield, with traces of the war.

Although the red fog became much thinner, it continued to float past in front of you. However, at this moment, all the previous feelings appeared again.

The strong smell of blood continued to spread between his nostrils, making his spirit tremble slightly.

"These red mists are all formed by the solidified blood energy on the battlefield!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a breath. How much blood does it take, or how many people will fall, before he can reach this level of density?

As the breath drifted, some breaths gradually rushing, walking around the body unsteadily.

The strong bloody murderous aura made him feel a little uncomfortable, and his qi and blood couldn't help but churn.

There are no corpses below. It may be due to time. All the corpses have begun to rot and turned into bones.

"Not all of them are human bones!" Yu Han's eyes beat violently. In addition to human bones, there are also some tall skeletons that look relatively tall. Although they are all broken and not complete, they are obviously different from human bones.

His eyes were extremely serious in an instant.

At the same time, his body slowly fell downward and descended on this land.

The ground is also red in color, soaked in blood. Even though it has dried up, it still makes people feel an inexplicable heart-wrenching feeling.

"No, since this is a battlefield, why don't there be even a weapon?"

When he first saw this battlefield, he felt something was vaguely wrong.

Until now I landed and finally felt something was wrong.

He kept moving forward, and the aura around him became colder and colder. The murderous aura seemed to be unable to bear even his protective sword energy, and it was unstable as it rose and fell.

Yu Han frowned slightly. Looking around, there was a world of blood and white bones everywhere wherever his eyes could reach, and it was extremely miserable.

Even some of the surrounding trees have withered, the paper strips have rotted, and the dry trunks have been kept weathered.

The entire battlefield has spread to nowhere, at least at a glance.

"How many people will fall to form such a battlefield?" Yu Han took a deep breath.

call!

At this moment, a circle of ripples suddenly appeared under my feet, and a wave of space came as my breath floated.

Yu Han frowned. Before he could react, a series of sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came.

In the surrounding space, more and more light lingered around him and then sank around him.

They were weapons, and although there was no blood on them, after they appeared, a little sadness flowed out.

Yu Han stared wide.

He was very familiar with these weapons, and they were the ones that appeared in the Louvre Palace.

Including the weapons used by everyone in the Hero Camp now, they are all taken out from here.

No wonder there is no weapon here.

It turned out that all the weapons were taken away and sealed in the Louvre Palace.

Yu Han's heart moved.

This is by no means accidental. I was a little confused about what is the connection between the Louvre Museum and this jade slip and beads.

Now I finally understand.

The owner of the Louvre Museum, or a powerful man from this force, had come to this battlefield and collected all the weapons.

All the damage was taken out.

He took a deep breath, and the weapons immediately turned into long rays, scattered towards the surroundings, and then each selected a skeleton and landed.

Weapons are powerful!

That skeleton should be their former owner.
To be continued...