Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1135 Self Exile

"Could it be that destruction can only be the fate of our witch clan?" The other party said hoarsely, with a low and hoarse voice, and said sadly, "I once tasted the splendor of the world and saw the prosperity of all worlds, and it's all gone!"

The middle-aged man whispered in pain, his eyes showed a look of pain.

Fang Qi was shocked in his heart, but he didn't know what to say to comfort the other party. He looked at the other party carefully, and suddenly he found that the magic pattern on the other party's body seemed to be different from his own. The magic pattern is different from yours?"

Fang Qi pointed to the lotus magic pattern raging on his body. The magic pattern on his body was like a lotus flower, but when he looked at the magic pattern on the opponent's body, it was different from his own. Fang Qi frowned in his heart. Knowing that there is a difference between the magic pattern, he immediately asked the other party for advice.

The handsome middle-aged man's eyes wandered, and he didn't come back to his senses until he heard Fang Qi's voice. He laughed silently: "You don't even know these basic knowledge? I didn't expect that the blood of my witch clan is so insignificant. Yet?"

"This is not the magic pattern in your mouth, but the battle pattern of my witch clan!"

"My witch clan is taking the road of becoming a god with the flesh body. I don't cultivate the Yang God, but only cultivate the flesh body. The flesh body is so powerful that it can form a world by itself, and the flesh body is the world!"

"But my Wu Clan doesn't cultivate the Yang God, so I'm extremely weak in terms of consciousness and soul. Although our combat power is strong, we can't use the methods like those people. Once the opponent's secret method is used, even if our physical body is strong, we will still be able to fight. Losing to those supernatural powers is a technique, even if the body is strong, it can only be beaten passively."

"Furthermore, the Yangshen is weak, which prevents our Wu Clan from seeing through the three lives and understanding the divine way. At the same time, the weakness of the soul is also our greatest weakness. For so many years, our Wu Clan is famous and countless people are thinking about how to target our Wu Clan. A human monk came up with a solution, that is the soul!"

"Although our witch clan is naturally holy and our spirit is naturally tyrannical, our spirit is the same from birth to old age and death, without any growth, but after those monks practice, their spirit can continue to grow."

"Can the soul grow?" Fang Qi asked in amazement. As far as he knew, there was no way to cultivate the soul. That's why he always wore the Zhoutian star robe. There is no way of cultivation, so I just use the Zhoutian Xingchen Robe to help myself resist the soul attack.

But he has never heard that the power of the soul can also increase, of course, except for their lineage of god tattoo masters.

"Of course, there may not be any in the world of humans, but there are still many in the world of gods." The other party nodded and sighed, "In order to deal with this situation, we, the witch clan, naturally had to find a way to deal with it. At that time, there was an amazing and talented witch The clan genius came up with a way, that is to condense the power in the bloodline into battle patterns!"

"And the battle pattern can make my witch clan also be able to perform supernatural powers like monks!"

"Cultivators often comprehend the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and then use the Dao of Heaven and Earth to display terrifying supernatural powers, but my witch clan is different. I don't practice Yangshen, and I don't know Taoism. Naturally, I can't practice supernatural powers, but battle patterns can!"

"Battle pattern is a kind of excavation of blood power. The genius in my witch clan excavated the battle pattern, that is, to let the power hidden in the blood power explode, and through the battle pattern to stimulate blood, and then resonate with the heaven and earth avenue , can also burst out terrifying power, and as long as the battle patterns in the Wu Clan are awakened, while the blood is pumped, it will also boost your own soul, making the soul closer to the way of heaven. The perception of the Great Dao is very poor, but if you stay close to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth day and night like this, your soul will not grow."

"There are four types of battle patterns. The first is the lowest five-element pattern."

"In my witch clan, the aptitude is relatively poor, and those with relatively low talent generally comprehend the five-element pattern. What they perceive is the five-element avenue of heaven and earth, and it is also the most common battle pattern. The battle pattern will change in five colors, representing the five-element avenue."

"The second type is the Vientiane pattern, which is a relatively advanced type of battle pattern. After comprehending the Vientiane pattern, the magic pattern on the body will change forever. This kind of Vientiane pattern will be different. Some people's battle pattern will be A mountain, some will be the sun, some will be a river, some will even be a white tiger, etc. Your battle pattern is the Vientiane pattern."

"The third type is the Witch Emperor pattern!

"The witch emperor pattern is a born king. Even among my witch clan, there is no one in a thousand miles, or even one in a million! Once born, the blessings of the ancestors will manifest, and various visions will change. Will awaken the bloodline, extremely powerful!"

"As for the last pattern, known as the ancestral pattern, only a few people have developed it throughout the ages, but it has long been annihilated in history, even I don't know."

"Usually, what my Wu Clan sees are the first three battle patterns, most of which are the five elements, and Vientiane is the mainstay. As for the Wuhuang pattern, it is already the top."

"Only the monks of the Wu Clan who have comprehended the Witch Emperor's pattern are eligible to enter the high level of the Witch Clan." The middle-aged Wu Clan's face showed endless feelings, as if he had seen the once glorious and glorious Witch Clan, but now fell to the dust , as if a speck of dust is struggling, I feel a sudden feeling in my heart.

"Then why once my blood power is used, it will be full of demonic energy? Why is that?" Fang Qi whispered.

"Because of someone's conspiracy, my witch clan was betrayed by the way of heaven and hated by countless beings. Although my witch clan is ancient, it is inherently holy. These people can't cut off the blood of my witch clan directly, so I thought of it." Such a poisonous hand, let these evil thoughts accompany the blood of my witch clan forever, and will be baptized by infinite evil thoughts forever, and then form a vicious circle. Because many witches do not practice the Yang God, it is difficult to resist these evil thoughts. Therefore, if you are seduced by the evil thoughts, you will immediately lose your mind, and the random killing will lead to monstrous karma, and the accumulation will continue, and the result will be like this."

"The more you use the power of your blood, the deeper and deeper the evil thoughts will sink, until finally you can't extricate yourself, just like me, nailed in place and exiled by yourself." He looked at Fang Qi with complicated eyes, and sighed.

"You said you locked yourself here?" Fang Qi looked at the other party, was startled, and said in disbelief.

"Once I become a demon, I will go crazy and kill anyone I see. I have no sense at all. My friends are all dead by my hands, so in order to punish myself, I nailed myself to the emperor's boat. Exile to the heavens..." The middle-aged monk laughed in a low voice, his voice became louder and louder, and finally even a little strange.

Fang Qi was shocked. He could feel the war pattern on the opponent's body fluctuating non-stop at this moment, and the strong and deep magic thought struck like black ink, buzzing into the opponent's heart.

"Go away! Otherwise, I can't help but want to kill you!" The middle-aged man said suddenly with a ferocious complexion, the veins on his forehead kept throbbing, and his eyes were red.

Fang Qi couldn't help but asked: "What happened to my witch clan? I was born holy and suffered such a powerful backlash from the Dao of Heaven? How did this curse come about?"

The opponent's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the devilish energy all over his body exploded!
"It's them, it's them...!" The middle-aged man suddenly went berserk, hugging his head and shouting, his whole body erupted, his demonic aura was overwhelming, and the terrifying coercion came instantly!

boom!
Fang Qi flew upside down and landed on the dragon boat deck.

(End of this chapter)