On the surface of the river near the pier, the clear water turned red.
Some carnivorous fish are eating human flesh at the bottom of the river, perhaps for them, today is a rare tooth sacrifice.
It seems that the ratio of men to women in Yue State will decrease again, because some men will die today.
"Old man, you are from the Blood Curse Sect." Qin Lang didn't mind the old guy staring at him with vicious eyes, because Qin Lang didn't believe that his eyes could kill people.
"Mr. Yin, be careful that he casts a curse on you." Li Dongchen's warning voice sounded in Qin Lang's ears, and this guy finally caught up.
"Curse." Qin Lang said disapprovingly, "The Blood Curse Sect, what kind of Gu insects and blood curses are used, they are all stuff from our Poison Sect. He cast a curse on me, isn't this a gangster's axe?"
The old guy was probably completely enraged by Qin Lang, and he scratched his old face with a small knife, and immediately blood flowed down. The old guy was chanting words, and it seemed that he really started to cast a curse on Qin Lang.
"Let him continue to curse."
Qin Lang stopped Li Dongchen from doing anything to this old guy, because he wanted to see what the blood curse of the blood curse gate was all about. If he wanted to fully understand the situation, he needed to see what the blood curse of the blood curse gate was. East.
Although Qin Lang showed disapproval of the Blood Curse Gate, he did not dare to underestimate it completely, because Wu Minghou was hit by the Blood Curse at the beginning, and as a result, his martial arts were almost abolished and he died.
The old guy was completely in the mood, not only his voice became terrified, but his eyes and expression became very terrifying, he really looked like a ferocious wizard.
It's a pity, it's a pity that Qin Lang was indifferent under his vicious blood curse, and didn't respond at all.
After waiting for the old man to finish reciting the entire spell, Qin Lang asked disappointedly: "Old man, are you sure that you have not cast the wrong spell."
puff.
The old man spurted out a mouthful of blood, not because of Qin Lang's anger, but because of the blood curse. With Qin Lang's phaseless poisonous body, it doesn't matter whether he is a Gu insect or a dark poison, it is of no use to Qin Lang What's more, this person's ability to curse is obviously far inferior to the person who cursed Wu Minghou back then, so when he met Qin Lang, this old man could only be directly tragic.
"Old man, don't think that your bird blood curse is powerful, I will let you know what the real blood curse is now." Qin Lang pressed his palm on the old man's chest.
Peng.
The power of Qin Lang's palm was not very strong, but after the old man got hit, he frantically tore off the clothes on his chest, and suddenly saw a black palm print appear on his chest, with this palm print As the center, the black air can be vaguely seen spreading towards the surroundings.
When everyone saw this black palm print, they could feel a decayed atmosphere, as if a thousand-year-old zombie had pressed on the old man's chest.
Rotten and poisonous.
The smell of decay began to spread.
Slowly devouring the vitality and strength of this old man, until the last bit of vitality of this old man is squeezed out, the decaying poison will rot his body and bones together.
"How is it possible...how can you control the breath of hell, you, you must be the devil." When the old man looked at Qin Lang again, there was no arrogance in his eyes, only deep fear.
Terribly frightened.
As a member of the Blood Curse Sect, this old man certainly knows what kind of aura it is. The most powerful blood curse in the Blood Curse Sect is to induce the decaying aura from hell, and the price of blood essence and even life is required to trigger this aura. But the kid in front of him can release the rotten aura of hell, and the rotten aura released is stronger than anyone in the Blood Curse Sect. This is completely unreasonable, unless this kid is a devil from hell.
"That's right, old man, I'm the devil, hehe..."
Qin Lang laughed loudly. When he laughed, a crimson flame like a blood-colored lotus burst out from his body. This flame carried a more violent and terrifying aura.
"This is... the breath of hell fire... Oh my God, you are a devil, a devil."
The old man had completely collapsed, and he collapsed on the ground, chanting "devil" constantly.
Li Dongchen also looked shocked.
The rest of the people, whether they were from the Li family or from the other party, were all shocked by the terrifying aura on Qin Lang's body, and these people all prostrated themselves on the ground in horror.
Qin Lang realized that he might have pretended too much. After all, he is not the lord of the Poison Sect, so he hurriedly accepted Honglian Yehuo, and said to Li Dongchen: "Teaching them a lesson is enough, let's go, we have to go Do business."
Li Dongchen nodded mechanically, and there was no need to kill the remaining enemies, because he knew that Qin Lang had completely deterred these people. The title of devil is not something that can be said casually in the country of Yue, because many people here are For those who believe in religion, this kind of spiritual and spiritual deterrence is far stronger than the deterrence of bullets and killing people.
On the next voyage, the weather was calm along the way, and the ship sailed directly into the Dulong Peninsula.
The current Dulong Peninsula is completely different from what Qin Lang saw back then. A wall of more than ten meters high has been built around the entire island, and there are several meters high high-voltage electric wire mesh on the wall, and there are many cameras without dead ends. carefully monitor the movement around the island.
In addition to the high walls and steel wire mesh, Qin Lang saw a watchtower at first sight, but it was a black watchtower, giving people a sense of solemnity and death.
Of course, this is not a place of death, it is the "cradle of talents" of the Poison Sect.
After entering the gate, the appearance of the entire base began to appear in front of Qin Lang: everything here is prepared for training, so all the buildings here are prepared for death training, there are no recreational facilities, but basic accommodation, Food and medical treatment are all prepared. Apart from these, there are only hopeless high walls and death-like instructors.
The elite under the Poison Sect have the right to choose whether to enter here for special training, but once they choose to enter here, they are not allowed to quit halfway. There is one kind of people who quit halfway, that is dead.
The entire Dulong Peninsula is filled with the atmosphere of cruelty and despair, but at the same time there is also the atmosphere of blood and fire. Although this place is full of cruelty and despair, as long as people who can pass the training can be reborn from the ashes, they can achieve things they never imagined before. the power of.
Duan Changye was shocked by the training base like the Shura field here, and asked Qin Lang in a low voice: "Mr. Yin... This is the place where your sect trains the disciples. Level of strength, if you participate in training, there is no guarantee that you can get out of here alive."
"Those who can stimulate their potential and survive in despair are the talents we need. Otherwise, they are just idiots. Besides, this is their own choice." Qin Lang said, "Mr. Duan, you and I'm here, I have something for you to see."