Chapter 1140: Self-Exile

"Could it be that destruction can only be the fate of my Wu clan?" said the other party in a hoarse voice, his voice low and hoarse, and said sadly, "I have tasted the splendor of the world, and I have seen the prosperity of all worlds, and I have always been there!"

The middle-aged man whispered in pain, his eyes revealing a sad look.

Fang Qi's heart shook, 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, and he immediately couldn't help but ask curiously: "Why is the magic pattern on my body different from yours?"

Fang Qi pointed to the lotus pattern that was raging on his body, the magic pattern on his body was like a lotus flower, but he looked at the magic pattern on the other party's body, but it was different from his own, Fang Qi frowned in his heart, he didn't know that the magic pattern was different, and 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, and he laughed silently: "You don't even know these basic knowledge, didn't you expect that the bloodline of my Wu clan is already so small?"

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

"My Wu clan is taking the road of becoming a god in the flesh, not cultivating the yang god, only cultivating the physical body, the physical body is strong enough to form a world of its own, and the physical body is the world!"

"But my Wu clan does not cultivate the Yang God, so it is extremely weak in the divine sense and the divine soul, although the combat power is strong, but it can't borrow the law like those people, once the other party's secret method is unfolded, even if our physical body is strong, it is still invincible to those magical powers are spells, even if the physical body is strong, we can only be beaten passively. ”

"And the Yang God is weak, so that my Wu clan can't see through the three lives and understand the Divine Dao. At the same time, the weakness of the soul is also our biggest weakness, for so many years, countless people in our Wu clan have been thinking about how to target our Wu clan, and then a human monk came up with a solution, that is, the soul!"

"Although our Wu clan is inherently sacred, and the divine soul is naturally strong, but the divine soul is the same from birth to old death, and there is no growth, but after those monks cultivate, the divine soul can continue to grow. ”

"Can the Divine Soul still grow?" Fang Qi said in surprise, as far as he knew, the Divine Soul did not have any cultivation method at all, which was why he had been wearing Zhou Tian Xingchen robe, he knew that his soul was very weak, and he just didn't have any way to cultivate, so he used Zhou Tian Xingchen robe to help him resist soul attacks.

But he had never heard that soul power could grow, except for their Divine Tattoo Master lineage, of course.

"Naturally, there may not be one in the human realm, but there are still a lot of them in the divine realm. The other party nodded and sighed, "In order to deal with this situation, my Wu clan naturally had to come up with a way to deal with it, and at that time, there was a brilliant Wu clan genius who came up with a solution, that is, to condense the power in the bloodline into a war pattern!"

"And the war paint can do it, so that my witch clan can also do it like a monk and cast magical spells!"

"Monks often comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and then use the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to exert terrifying magical powers, but my Wu clan is different, they don't cultivate Yang God, they don't know the Dao Law, and they naturally can't cultivate their supernatural powers, but the war pattern can!"

"War paint This is a kind of excavation of bloodline power, the genius in my Wu clan excavated the war paint, that is, let the hidden power in the bloodline power explode, through the war pattern to drum up qi and blood, and then resonate with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, it can also burst out of terrifying power, as long as the war paint in the Wu clan is awakened, while drumming up the qi and blood, it will also gain for its own soul, so that the soul is closer to the way of heaven, although my Wu clan's perception of the avenue of heaven and earth is very poor, but like this, day and night close to the avenue of heaven and earth, the soul can't grow without thinking。 ”

"There are four types of war paints, the first of which is the lowest five-element pattern. ”

"In my Wu clan, the qualifications are relatively poor, and the general comprehension of the talent is relatively low, and the perception is the five elements of heaven and earth, and it is also the most common war pattern, and the war pattern will have five color changes, representing the five elements of the avenue. ”

"The second is the Vientiane pattern, which is a relatively advanced war pattern, and the magic pattern on the body will be ever-changing, so this Vientiane pattern will be different, some people's war pattern will be a mountain, some will be the sun, some will be a river, some will even be a white tiger, etc., your war pattern is the Vientiane pattern. ”

"The third type is the Witch Emperor Pattern!

"The Witch Emperor Pattern is a natural king, even in my Wu clan, it is a thousand-in-a-thousand, even a one-in-a-million existence!

"As for the last pattern, it is known as the ancestral pattern, which has only been opened up by a few people throughout the ages, but it has long been annihilated in history, even if I don't know. ”

"Usually, what my Wu clan sees is the first three war patterns, the five elements are the majority, Vientiane is the mainstay, and the Witch Emperor pattern is already the top. ”

"Only the monks of the Wu clan who have comprehended the witch emperor crest are qualified to enter the upper echelons of the witch clan. The face of the middle-aged witch clan showed endless feelings, as if he had seen the once glorious and glorious witch clan, and now he fell to the dust, like a speck of dust struggling, and his heart felt a sense of nostalgia.

"Then why is it that once my bloodline power is exerted, it will be demonic, and why is that?" Fang Qi said in a low voice.

"Because someone plotted, it caused my Wu clan to be betrayed by the way of heaven, and hated by infinite beings, although my Wu clan is ancient, it is inherently sacred, these people can't directly cut off the bloodline of my Wu clan, so I thought of such a poisonous hand, let these demon thoughts accompany the bloodline of my Wu clan for eternity, and the eternal life and eternity will be baptized by infinite demon thoughts, and then form a vicious circle, many Wu clans because they do not cultivate the yang god, it is difficult to compete with these demon thoughts, so they are hooked by the demon thoughts, and they will immediately lose their minds, and they will kill at will to form a monstrous cause and effect, and they will continue to pile up, and the result is like this。 ”

"The more you wield the power of your bloodline, the deeper your demonic thoughts will sink in, until at last you are unable to extricate yourself, and like me, you will be nailed to the spot and exiled yourself. He looked at Fang Qi with a complicated gaze and sighed.

"You said you locked yourself here?" Fang Qi looked at the other party, and was taken aback for a moment, and said in disbelief.

"Once I fall into the devil, I will go crazy, I will kill people when I see them, there is no reason to speak of, my friends have all died at my hands, so in order to punish myself, I crucified myself on the ship of the Emperor of Man, and exiled myself to the heavens......" The middle-aged monk laughed in a low voice, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally even a little evil.

Fang Qi was shocked in his heart, he felt that the war crest on the other party's body was constantly fluctuating at the moment, and the strong and deep demonic thoughts hit like ink, buzzing into the other party's heart.

"Hurry up, or I'll be tempted to kill you!" said the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned hideous, the green tendons on his forehead kept beating, and his eyes were red.

Fang Qi couldn't help but say, "What happened to my Wu Clan? The Innate Divine was even attacked by such a powerful backlash from the Heavenly Dao?

The other party's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the demonic energy on his body exploded!

"It's them, it's their ......!" The middle-aged man suddenly went crazy, hugged his head and roared, the whole person exploded, it seemed demonic, and the terrifying coercion came instantly!

Rumble!

Fang Qi flew out upside down and landed on the deck of the dragon boat.