Text Chapter 1196 The Cradle of Talents

The clear water on the river near the pier turned red.

Some carnivorous fish are enjoying 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 is going to decrease again, because some men will die today.

"Old guy, you are from the Blood Curse Sect." Qin Lang didn't mind at all that the old guy stared at him with vicious eyes, because Qin Lang didn't believe that his eyes could kill people.

"Mr. Yin, be careful he puts a curse on you." Li Dongchen's warning voice sounded in Qin Lang's ears, and the guy finally caught up.

"Curse." Qin Lang said disapprovingly, "The blood curse sect, what kind of poisonous insects and blood curses are used? They are all from our Poison Sect. He cast a curse on me. Isn't this just a trick of the same sect?"

The old guy was probably completely irritated by Qin Lang. He slashed his own old face with a knife, and blood immediately flowed down. The old guy muttered words and seemed to really start to curse Qin Lang.

"Let him continue to curse."

Qin Lang stopped Li Dongchen from doing anything to the old guy because he wanted to see what the blood curse of the blood curse door was about. If he wanted to fully understand the situation, he needed to see what the blood curse of the blood curse door was. East.

Although Qin Lang showed disapproval of the Blood Curse Sect, he did not dare to completely despise it, because Wu Minghou was hit by the Blood Curse at the beginning, and as a result, his martial arts skills were almost completely disabled and he died.

This old guy completely entered the state. Not only did his voice become terrifying, but his eyes and expression became very terrifying. He really looked like a cruel wizard.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Qin Lang was indifferent to his vicious blood curse and had no reaction at all.

After waiting for the old guy to finish reciting the entire spell, Qin Lang asked in disappointment: "Old man, are you sure you didn't recite the spell wrong?"

puff.

The old man suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was not angered by Qin Lang, but was counterattacked by the blood curse. With Qin Lang's phaseless poisonous body, regardless of whether he was a Gu insect or a poisonous poison, it was of no use to Qin Lang. , What's more, this person's ability to curse is obviously far inferior to that of the person who cursed Wu Minghou, so when he met Qin Lang, the old man could only be in tragedy.

"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 against the old man's chest.

Peng.

The power of Qin Lang's palm was not very strong, but after the old man was hit, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. He frantically tore open the clothes on his chest, and suddenly saw a black palm print on his chest. With this palm print As the center, you can vaguely see the black air starting to spread to the surroundings.

When everyone saw this black palm print, they could feel a rotten aura, as if a thousand-year-old zombie pressed on the old man's chest.

Corruption and poison.

The smell of decay began to spread.

Slowly devouring the old man's vitality and strength, until the last bit of vitality is squeezed out of the old man, the rotting poison will decay his body together with his bones.

"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.

Extremely afraid.

As a member of the Blood Curse Sect, the old man certainly knows what this aura is. The most powerful blood curse of the Blood Curse Sect is to induce the rotten aura from hell, and to induce this aura requires paying the price of blood essence and even life. But the kid in front of him can release the rotten aura of hell at will, and the rotten aura he releases is more powerful than anyone in the Blood Curse Sect. This is completely unreasonable, unless this kid is a devil from hell.

"Yes, old man, I am the devil, hehe..."

Qin Lang laughed loudly. When he laughed, red flames like blood lotus appeared on his body, and the flames contained a more violent and terrifying aura.

"This is... the breath of hell's karma fire... God, you are such a devil, devil."

The old man had completely collapsed. He collapsed on the ground and kept chanting "devil".

Li Dongchen also looked horrified.

The rest of the people, whether they were from the Li family or the other party, were shocked by the terrifying aura on Qin Lang's body, and they all crawled to the ground in horror.

Qin Lang realized that he might have been pretending too much. After all, his current identity was not the leader of the Poison Sect, so he quickly collected the red lotus fire and said to Li Dongchen: "I have taught them enough lessons. Let's go. We still have to go." Just doing business."

Li Dongchen nodded mechanically, and there was no need to kill the remaining enemies, because he knew that Qin Lang had completely shocked 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 religious believers, this mental and spiritual deterrent is far stronger than the deterrent of bullets and murder.

The rest of the voyage was calm 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 is a high-voltage electric steel mesh several meters high on the wall, and there are many cameras with no blind spots. Monitor the activities around the island.

In addition to the high walls and steel mesh, the first thing Qin Lang saw was a watchtower. It was just 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 facilities for enjoyment. However, basic accommodation, Food and medical care are all prepared. Apart from these, there are only high walls of despair and instructors who look like the god of death.

The elites 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 midway. There is one kind of person who quits midway, and that is the dead.

The entire Poison Dragon Peninsula is filled with the aura of cruelty and despair, but there is also the aura of blood and fire. Although it is full of cruelty and despair, as long as those who can pass the training can be reborn from the ashes, and obtain things they have never imagined before. the power of.

Duan Changye was shocked by the Shura field-like training base here, and asked Qin Lang in a low voice: "Mr. Yin... This is where your sect trains disciples. This is really shocking, even with my martial arts With Xuan level 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. What's more, this is their own choice." Qin Lang said, "Mr. Duan, you and me I'm here, I have something for you to see."