I lived two hundred years

Chapter 420

"What do you want to do?" Wan Gu Corpse Saint frowned, feeling a bad premonition.

"Expose the hidden strength of the corpse clan." Shen Lang clenched his fists and said, "I will challenge the strong corpse clan and let people know how terrifying the corpse clan's background is."

"Since you know the horrors of the corpse clan, why do you risk yourself?" The voice of the ancient corpse became severe, "Don't think that you can sit back and relax because you are the second generation corpse clan. Your reputation among the corpse clan is extremely bad. Someone wants to deal with you. If you come forward this time, you are simply sending yourself to the gun."

"Since I'm on the side of the human race, it's normal for me to have a poor reputation among the corpse race. If they want to deal with me, just go ahead. I'll follow suit." Shen Lang didn't back down.

"Aren't you the most afraid of trouble before?" Wan Gu Corpse Saint sighed.

Shen Lang smiled and said: "This is a trouble that cannot be avoided, of course we must take the initiative."

"I can't persuade you. However, I won't help you either. You don't want to know the distribution of the strong corpse clan from me."

The Eternal Corpse Sage snorted coldly and ignored Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was speechless,

At this time, the space suddenly fluctuated, awakening the two of them.

"Another person broke through the formation." The Eternal Corpse Saint said in surprise.

Shen Lang was able to break through the formation because he was powerful and could bless other flowers.

Others can't do this, no matter how strong they are, they are still individuals, and they cannot achieve the transformation of the ethnic group.

It was beyond his expectation that he could break through so quickly.

"coming."

Shen Lang looked towards the sky, and a dream bubble was floating out from there.

Inside the bubble is a lamb.

Shen Lang frowned.

The Purple Mirage sword turned into a wolf, the seven defeated sword master, Pei Yuxing turned into a grass, no one turned into a sheep.

Could it be the Scarlet Ni Sword?

What did he accidentally touch?

While Shen Lang's thoughts were changing, the bubble had already fallen to the ground.

The dreamy brilliance shone, the bubbles disappeared, and the silhouette reappeared.

A little boy appeared in front of Shen Lang.

"You are... the Antarctic Emperor of Longevity?" Shen Lang asked in surprise.

Nanji nodded and said with a smile, "You can call me Nanji. That name is too long."

"I didn't expect you to come from behind." Shen Lang nodded and said, "Did you meet people from the Dragon Valley just now? How are they?"

Nanji smiled and said: "They are still playing with those wolves. They are so strange. It is very simple to make the wolves not eat the sheep. Just let the sheep eat the wolves."

"It's incredible. This child is an innate ability user, who can strengthen external objects beyond specifications. Under his strengthening, those sheep are invulnerable to copper skin and iron bones, and can easily kill a wolf. This formation is very powerful. For him, it's just a game."

The Ancient Corpse Saint read the records in the formation, and looked at Antarctica with curiosity, as if he wanted to cut him up and study it carefully.

Nanji was a little scared, shrank his neck, and said, "Are you Grandpa Wan? Can you let Shilong and the others come over? I feel very insecure by myself."

"Yes. However, you have to promise me one request." Said the Eternal Corpse Saint.

"What request?" Nanji asked nervously.

"Help me strengthen something."

Hearing this, Nanji breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "No problem. I'm the best at this."

The Eternal Corpse Saint nodded and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a group of people appeared behind Nanji, startling him.

In fact, those people were also taken aback. They looked at each other for a moment, and then they suddenly realized that they looked at Eternal Corpse Saint and Shen Lang.

The Eternal Corpse Saint not only let in people from the decision-making bureau, but also sent people from Juelong Valley.

Seeing these people chattering and wanting to talk, the Eternal Corpse Saint stretched out his hand and made a calm gesture, and said, "Shilong, you talk first, what does the decision-making bureau want from me?"

Shilong took a step forward, looked at the people in Juelonggu, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Zhenyumen secretly instigated Bishengu to commit murder and frame the corpse clan. I want your help to find Zhenyumen to support Bishengu behind the scenes." Evidence of Kamiya."

"Suppressing the Prison Gate? Bishen Valley? Corpse Clan? What's going on here?" Seven Defeated Sword Master didn't know this, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

Shi Long glanced at Shen Lang.

These news came from Shen Lang at the beginning.

Shen Lang didn't speak, and Shi Long didn't talk too much, but simply explained the conspiracy to suppress the prison gate.

Seven defeated sword master frowned.

After all, Shilong has no evidence.

The seven defeated sword master couldn't completely believe what he said for a while.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the Eternal Corpse Saint.

If the Eternal Corpse Saint can really provide evidence, it will be different.

"What do you mean by looking at me like this? I'm not omniscient. I came to the door rashly. I didn't prepare beforehand. How can I help you?"

The Eternal Corpse Saint waved his hand angrily.

Shi Long smiled and said: "You have no evidence. Shen Lang may not."

"Are you looking for him or me?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

Shi Long smiled and said: "Senior Corpse Saint wants to collect evidence, so you will naturally help. Isn't it?"

"That's not necessarily the case. The old man just rejected my request. I'm very upset, and I'm afraid I won't help him." Shen Lang shook his head.

Shilong smiled.

The Eternal Corpse Saint screamed directly: "You brat, you hold grudges so much. Are you still my friend? It doesn't help at all."

"Smelly old man, don't get angry so quickly. You haven't promised him yet." Shen Lang reminded.

The Eternal Corpse Saint came to his senses, looked at Shilong, and said, "What price are you going to pay, please help me?"

Shi Long resumed his smile, took out a bone from his bosom, put it in his palm, and handed it to the Eternal Corpse Saint.

The Eternal Corpse Saint didn't care at first, but after taking a look, he couldn't help being attracted, and couldn't turn his eyes away.

Shen Lang couldn't help exhaling, and said, "Shilong, how did you get this great sage's remains?"

This white bone is clearly a bone from the great sage's remains that the five sages of the Yaozu took out.

Although the boundless red flames have faded away, the power of the great sage of the monster clan has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and even experts can easily recognize it.

"Six broken voids besieged the remains of the Great Sage, and the remains broke and fell. I was lucky enough to get a piece."

Shi Long downplayed it, but Shen Lang could imagine the danger involved.

The knocked down remains have long been turned into waste, and the parts that can retain their strength will naturally gather back towards the main body.

It would take a lot of effort for Shilong to prevent this great sage's remains from leaving, not to mention there were so many people staring at it at that time.

"It's a pity, it's too small." The Eternal Corpse Sage picked up the remains of the great sage, admiring him, but also full of regret.

"Old man, the things are not yours yet. You have no proof for them." Shen Lang looked at the Eternal Corpse Saint with a half-smile.

The Eternal Corpse Saint said with a bitter face, "Stinky boy, you must help me."

"What about my work?" Shen Lang asked.

The Eternal Corpse Saint said helplessly: "Okay. I will tell you the information about the strong corpse clan."

(End of this chapter)