I lived two hundred years

Chapter 400 Ancestors
"It's over! The seal is broken! Demons are born! The world is going to be chaotic! Jiuniu Village is going to be destroyed!"

The old lady of the village head screamed, bursting out at an astonishing speed, and ran towards the barren mountain.

When the villagers heard the voice of the village chief's old lady, they all looked in the direction of the barren mountain in surprise, and then ran wildly after her.

Although not everyone in Jiuniu Village knew the secrets of their own village, the old lady of the village head had a very high prestige, and they subconsciously followed her.

Old man Wei and Xiao Feiyu had just learned the truth not long ago, and they were even more active in their actions. They ran ahead of everyone and almost caught up with the old lady of the village chief.

"Grandma, village chief, what's going on?"

Seeing that Xiao Feiyu couldn't catch up with the village chief, he yelled loudly.

The old lady of the village head didn't have time to answer him, and when she came to the foot of the barren mountain, she immediately chanted a mantra, urging the "Hell Emperor Parade Formation" that had been covering the entire village.

However, no matter how she chanted the mantra, the "Nether Emperor Parade Formation" did not move at all, as if it had disappeared.

"How is it possible? The Heavenly Son of Nether Parade Formation is the pinnacle spirit formation! How could it disappear?"

Although she couldn't believe it, the old lady of the village head knew that with such a reaction, the parade formation of the Son of Nether must have been broken.

She also immediately thought of the person who might break the formation.

Shen Lang and Bai Xixue.

During this time, only the two of them entered the Shura cemetery.

"How long have they been in, how did they break out so quickly? Such strength. Who are they?"

The old lady of the village chief fell into deep despair as she watched the ghostly shadows flying all over the sky.

She is well aware of the horror of the demons sealed in the Shura cemetery.

Over the years, she has presided over the parade formation of the Nether Emperor, cracking the little tricks of those evil spirits one by one, and has already formed an indissoluble hatred with them.

Once these demons are out of trouble, the first ones to deal with will probably be her and Jiuniu Village behind her.

As soon as she is old, she will be gone when she dies, but there are still so many young faces in the village.

They have never seen the colorful world outside, so they died like this, their souls were eaten by evil spirits.

How can I not be reconciled to thinking about it!

"You guys go. Take the children and go. I'll buy you time."

The old lady of the village head suddenly yelled at the villagers who usually helped her control the parade formation of the Son of Heaven, and poked her heart with one hand, intending to use herself as a sacrifice to summon the Son of Nether Parade formation again.

The re-summoned parade formation of the Nether Emperor is naturally not comparable to the original version, but it is still possible to hold back those demons and buy time for the villagers to escape.

But just when her hand was about to pierce her heart, a black line shot out from the original site of the barren mountain, turned into countless lines in the air, scattered in all directions, caught up with the fleeing demons, penetrated them, and turned them into into countless fragments.

The black lines swept around, but in the blink of an eye, those demons have been wiped out one by one, leaving no trace.

"It turns out that those evil spirits are not trying to cause harm to the world, but are avoiding those black threads." The old lady of the village head muttered to herself, a little bit overwhelmed.

At this time, the black line in the air suddenly retracted and turned into a black dot, which fell in front of everyone in Jiuniu Village.

It was Shen Lang.

"You're not the one just now..."

Xiao Feiyu pointed at Shen Lang, mouth shut in surprise.

He didn't know the horror of those demons just now, but he knew it was not easy from the look of the village chief's grandmother.

These guys who frightened the village head's grandma were quickly dealt with by this guy in front of him.

He couldn't help being surprised.

"Child leading the way. We meet again."

Shen Lang's words immediately made Xiao Feiyu the focus of the audience.

Little Flying Fish is usually clever and eccentric, but at this moment, he was so frightened that he tightened his head, not daring to show his head.

"Who the hell are you? You destroyed the Shura cemetery?"

The old lady of the village head finally suppressed her horror, stood in front of Shen Lang, and stared at this mysterious young man seriously.

"Compared to this, I think you should pay attention to other things first."

As soon as Shen Lang's words fell, rays of light shot out from the original site of the barren mountain, fell behind him, and appeared one by one.

The most conspicuous among them was an old man with long flowing black hair.

There are double images on his body, counting carefully, there are eight in total.

When you see him, you seem to see one person, and you seem to see eight people, which is very weird.

"You are……"

The old lady of the village head looked at the long-haired old man with horror on her face.

The long-haired old man has obvious characteristics, so he is naturally the Baqi Yaosheng.

He also looked horrified when he saw the old lady of the village head.

"Are you the ancestor of Baqi?"

The old lady of the village head finally spoke the whole sentence.

Baqi Yaosheng was silent.

He knew that the parade array of the Nether Emperor had always been guarded, but he didn't expect it to be his descendant.

He thought that when he was suppressed by the prison-suppressing Tianzun, the karmic curse of the prison-suppressing Tianzun had already wiped out his people, but he did not expect that there were still people alive.

These people can survive to this day, presumably relying on their blood connection, close blood resonance, and resisting the curse of karma.

But even so, their lives must have been rough.

Baqi Yaosheng felt sad and guilty when he thought of the situation of his clansman these years.

"Who brought you here back then?"

Baqi Yaosheng was silent for a long time, but he still asked.

"It's the Saint of Fate Pattern." Bai Xixue replied instead of the village chief, "He foresees that you will escape from trouble, so he specially made a good relationship with you. However, he never imagined that the one who will help you out of trouble in the end will be me." share."

"I see. I should thank him." Yaosheng Baqi said in a complicated tone.

"Ancestor Baqi, didn't you risk your life to seal the Shura cemetery? How did you come out of it?" The old lady of the village head was a little afraid to believe it.

"So that's what they told you?"

Yaosheng Baqi shook his head, but he hadn't thought of an excuse yet.

"Senior, I have something important to do, so I have to disturb your clan's recognition. Please give me the 'Destroyer Talisman of Heaven's Will' first."

Shen Lang interrupted suddenly.

Baqi Yaosheng didn't feel offended either, he opened his right hand, tore through the void, and took out a talisman with a strong aura of heaven.

Feeling the aura of heaven on the talisman, everyone behind the Baqi Yaosheng retreated and avoided it.

These people have just made the oath of heaven, which is the period when they are most sensitive to the breath of heaven.

Shen Lang didn't feel any discomfort, and directly took the Heaven's Will Destroyer Talisman from the hands of the Baqi Yaosheng, observed it carefully for a moment, and put it away in satisfaction.

"I've got what I want. There will be a period later."

Shen Lang looked at Bai Xixue and waved goodbye.

Bai Xixue wanted to stay and inherit the mantle of Baqi Yaosheng, so naturally she would not go with him, she nodded.

A burst of spatial fluctuations, Shen Lang disappeared in front of everyone.

Bai Xixue suddenly expressed a sense of loss.

Seeing this, Baqi Yaosheng laughed, and said: "Disciple, you like that kid. Then you have to practice hard, inherit my position as Demon Saint, and become the new Seven Sages of Loose Cultivators. The five taboos and the Seven Sages of Loose Cultivators, It's a perfect match."

"Master, what are you talking about? Nothing."

"Hahaha...you're still shy. There's nothing to be shy about. Back then..."

(End of this chapter)