Chapter 134: The War Clan

The rain in the sky was heavier, and the rain was constantly 'watering' downward, and the cultivation of all the young men and women would not care about the rain, but at this time, they felt extremely uncomfortable, Qin Lang looked at the patriarch of the good clan, and suddenly said, "Why do you want to speak for me?"

This is exactly what everyone wants to ask, but, they seem to know the answer, their eyes are full of inexplicable light, even the twelve elders are the same, the patriarch of the good clan changed slightly, he looked at Qin Lang and said: "Because I am a member of the 'war' clan, maybe you are wondering, why can't I see a trace of war qi on my body?"

"Yes, I do wonder, I feel that there is not a trace of war in you...... No, it seems that you are completely ......" Qin Lang frowned slightly, and he said suspiciously, he found that the patriarch's aura seemed to be extremely strange, and he couldn't explain it carefully. (.)

The patriarch of the good clan smiled slightly and said: "Because I am a pure war clan, not like you, the essence is a human being, hehe, our war clan has declined, it's ridiculous." In the end, the patriarch's face was a hint of desolation and irony.

"Why did my predecessor tell me this? I'm not from the War Clan. Qin Lang was a little puzzled, he really didn't understand, why did the patriarch of the good clan say this to him, and what did this have to do with him?

The young men and women all around them were like this, and they really didn't understand that their patriarch could treat their enemies like this, could it be that this boy was his illegitimate son?

"Hahahaha...... The ancestor of my war clan, this is the only thing that the descendants of the unfilial descendants can do, ridiculous, ridiculous...... As a war clan, but there is no war, no war, no way to fight...... "The patriarch of the good clan looked up to the sky and laughed, tears flowed in his eyes, and an invisible sense of pathos seemed to permeate the whole world, teaching people not to understand why he was so sad and sad?

"Senior, what do you ......" Qin Lang couldn't help asking, halfway through his speech, he found that the top of his head had been covered by a hand, and the owner of this hand was the patriarch of the good clan, he couldn't help but be shocked, he yù struggled his body, but found that he couldn't do it at all, his heart was unwilling and angry, his eyes stared at the patriarch of the good clan fiercely, the battle intent in his eyes was infinitely gushing, and he felt that every subtle part of his body seemed to be shouting and trembling......

However, sometimes even if you try very hard to do something, the result will be very disappointing, but sometimes things tend to take a turn for the better.

Just like Qin Lang, he felt that his entire body was completely in the hands of the patriarch of the good clan, but a kind of extremely jīng-pure 'source of war' was constantly injected into every part of his body, and that feeling was extremely painful, but he felt that his battle spirit seemed to have become more jīng-pure, primitive, and as if it had evolved, and this wonderful feeling made him feel a burst of 'pain and happiness'.

Then Qin Lang found that not only his own battle spirit, but also his own battle spirit, his 'pain' and 'happiness' immediately rose several times, his original consciousness couldn't help but tremble, this was caused by great pain, even the heart couldn't bear the pain, Qin Lang couldn't help but try to control his own heart, quickly absorbing these jīng pure battle sources, he had no attention to observe the outside world at all.

Everyone around looked at the posture of the two people with a puzzled face, and they all felt a little weird......

It turned out that the patriarch of the good clan at this time was on his feet and head down, and his right hand seemed to have grabbed Qin Lang's little head, and Qin Lang naturally did not change, this scene obviously did not look like a fight in the eyes of others, after all, a fool could also see that if the patriarch of the good clan really wanted to kill, well, and fight with Qin Lang, it was estimated that he would be able to kill with momentum, and it would definitely not be so troublesome.

"What the hell is this—what the hell is this?" a beautiful woman elder said a little unpleasantly, she asked a few elders next to her, and an old man sneered, "If I expected, this old guy wants to pass on his 'source of war' to that kid. ”

"What? What the hell is he trying to do? That little bastard is the enemy of our good clan. A big man with a beard looked puzzled, and after he finished speaking, he became more and more angry, and he roared: "***, the patriarch is amazing, it's just wanton, you follow Lao Tzu to stop it......"

"Stop your mother, don't you know how perverted this old guy is, you just go to stop it alone? If you're not afraid of falling out with him, or not afraid of being killed by him in a rage, go ......" At this time, the two old men beside him scolded with a sneer.

The big man with a full face was stunned for a moment, and he shouted: "We will wait for him to give us a satisfactory explanation later." The other eleven elders all looked at him with disdain.........

At this time, the bodies of the two people in the field were gradually covered with war paints, these war paints were pale yellow, this is a war pattern with extremely terrifying energy fluctuations, the space around the world is constantly broken, the incomparably hard floor under the feet is also constantly shattering, and the cracks are constantly extending in all directions, and the powerful deterrent energy makes these young men and women constantly retreat, and the twelve elders are also helplessly retreating, and everyone's hearts are secretly cursing and hating.

Qin Lang only felt that his body seemed to be sublimating, and he continued to quickly guide these 'sources of war' to evenly integrate into the battle intent of every subtle part of his body, and he felt that every fusion brought him an extremely strong pleasure, but at the same time, that pain also seemed to be completely acting on the 'main nerve', which made him miserable......

And in the eyes of everyone outside, a magical phenomenon happened, Qin Lang and the patriarch of the good clan gradually wrapped a light red sè war pattern on their bodies, this is an extremely incredible scene, generally speaking, a person will only have one war pattern, but now there are two kinds of war tattoos, this is simply too incredible.

However, everyone's surprise was not over, the war pattern on Qin Lang and the patriarch of the good clan changed again, it was a light blue sè war pattern, everyone was crazy, they didn't understand why there was such a strange scene, three kinds of war patterns of Yan sè actually appeared, this, this is simply ridiculous.

But Qin Lang felt that his body was in pain to death, his soul was about to collapse, and now his original consciousness was also painful and he was about to lose consciousness...... However, an inexplicable feeling made him understand that he had to persevere, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The ground in a radius of ten miles in the field has completely fallen, and a huge hemispherical pit has appeared under the bodies of Qin Lang and the patriarch of the Shan clan, and it is still spreading, but fortunately, the momentum is not as fierce as just now, and at this time, the three war patterns of the two people's bodies are constantly circulating, red, yellow, and blue, and the three kinds of faces are all shallow and faint, but they look extremely beautiful and strange against the backdrop of the drifting heavy rain.

After another three incense sticks, the light on the two of them gradually dissipated, and at the same time, the old man of the dean also looked at Qin Lang with a look of relief, and at the same time, he roared, and a light in his hand shrouded a radius of more than ten miles, and gradually the 'miserable state' of the ground finally slowly recovered, and the big pit that was more than ten miles deep finally recovered 'reluctantly'.

Those young men and women and the twelve elders immediately rushed over from more than ten miles away, and their eyes were full of horror, especially the faces of the twelve elders were constantly changing, you must know that their magical powers can also restore the ground, but the patriarch of the good clan obviously lost his strength, but it still seemed that he easily restored the ground again, which made the twelve elders admire in their hearts, and the bearded man also had a dry smile on his face at this time, and several elders stepped forward. came to the front of Qin Lang and carefully observed Qin Lang's changes.

"Hehe, a few elder brothers, elder brothers, elder sisters, you may wonder why I passed on my 'Source of War' to him?" the Patriarch of the Good Clan seemed to see their confusion and surprise, and he smiled.

"Yes, the little sister is really puzzled, why does the elder brother want to do this?" a beautiful woman said directly, she looked at the patriarch of the good clan in confusion, and the rest of the elders all echoed.

The patriarch of the good clan smiled slightly and said slowly: "Actually, the people of my war clan have withered in talent, I think although I joined the 'good clan', but, my own clan is still the war clan, and I used to be an excellent junior among the war clan, but, later, ......" Speaking of this, the patriarch of the good clan stopped, he was a little sad, it seemed that it was really 'the past is unbearable'?

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