Chapter 180 The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord!

Yan Xue'e didn't say anything, but just said: "Don't ask, just look."

She pointed at the ancestral stele in the Xuantian Diagram. The woman was stunned when she saw it. "This doesn't make sense."

"Could it be that my great-grandmother has come back to life?"

Yan Xue'e said, "When I was a child, didn't you tell me that my great grandmother wasn't actually dead? She practiced a magical power, and if anyone didn't practice it seriously, she would appear in his dream in the middle of the night and take him away?"

woman:……

At this time, she noticed Chen Lang next to her. She was obviously bothered by his presence and asked, "Are you here to worship your ancestors? Why are you here if not going to the temple?"

She didn't know what was going on. After all, that person was the strongest person in the family's history. He had endless means when he was alive. Who knew what he left behind after his death.

But it is a family secret after all and outsiders are not allowed to know.

Chen Lang glanced at the charming woman and said, "Madam, we have already said that we are here to worship our ancestors. Don't you think that your Yan family ancestors are not worthy of worship?"

The lady was speechless for a moment, and Yan Xue'e said quickly:

"Let him come along. We have dealt with the Zhou family and the Taoist family before. I hope I can get a good ranking this time."

"Really?" The lady was a little surprised. "Whose family are you from?"

She knew Yan Xue'e's ability and knew that she couldn't do it herself, but she was no ordinary person either, as she could compete with those big families.

So she had reason to suspect that this person had ulterior motives. After all, Yan Xue'e was a bit disliked and it was difficult for her to find a partner.

"He is a casual cultivator." Yan Xue'e explained simply, saying that he was Zhong Haoran's disciple.

"Rogue cultivator?"

The lady's eyes moved slightly and she stared at Chen Lang for a moment, wondering what she was thinking about.

The so-called casual cultivators in their mouths are different from the name used by the outside world. In their eyes, anyone who is not from an aristocratic family is a casual cultivator.

Suddenly, a whistling sound of wind blew, interrupting my thoughts.

Suddenly, an incense burner appeared, spinning in the air, suppressing the two souls.

Chen Lang felt that he was being locked on, and the power seemed somewhat familiar, so he decisively used the earth escape talisman and retreated dozens of feet.

"who!"

Yan Xue'e glared at him. Are you trying to kill me at this time? Do you want to die?
"I."

There was a person standing in the distance. It was Lu Youzhi. He made gestures and controlled the Fengming Furnace.

"Be bold!"

Yan Xue'e frowned, opened the Xuantian Diagram, and was about to lock Lu Youzhi in.

Lu Youzhi felt his mind was unstable, so he quickly called back the Fengming Furnace, covering his head and preventing the Xuantian Diagram from tearing him apart.

His eyes moved slightly and he said:

"Yan Xue'e, I have a grudge with him, it's none of your business, please move aside."

"What? Not targeting me?"

Yan Xue'e became even more angry, "Mom, get rid of him!"

It was only then that Lu Youzhi noticed the face outlined by the lines, because those lines were a plane and were facing sideways towards him.

The line moved, and the woman turned her face towards Lu Youzhi, her attitude was quite warm:

"We have some family matters to take care of. The trial is temporarily suspended. You can go find someone else first."

"Who are you?" Lu Youzhi asked coldly. He came here today with the intention of killing Chen Lang, so how could he retreat easily?

The woman was slightly surprised, "You don't recognize me?"

She knew Lu Youzhi and Lu Ming, and the two families had some interactions.

She had seen Lu Youzhi many times, so she shouldn't have failed to recognize her.

Lu Youzhi fell into deep thought, then bowed:

"Excuse me, take my leave."

He pulled away.

But Chen Lang stopped him and said, "Did I let you go?" You are kidding. You are looking for me, but you act like I am not looking for you.

As the first guy who could jump around for such a long time with his health bar lit up, Chen Lang would not allow him to continue to exist.

Lu Youzhi stared at Chen Lang, "If you want to fight me, then let's fight one-on-one."

What a joke, who would challenge you in a one-on-one fight?

Chen Lang pointed at him and said to Yan Xue'e, "Take care of him, and I'll help you win the rank."

"You said so? Okay!"

Yan Xue'e's eyes sparkled. This is exactly what we've been waiting for!

In an instant, the power of the Xuantian Diagram emerged, and the Fengming Furnace above Lu Youzhi's head became unstable. As they were both golden elixir-level ancestral artifacts, the pressure he faced now was much greater than when he was dealing with Chen Lang.

Chen Lang appeared next to the Fengming furnace at the right time and pasted a piece of talisman paper on it.

The Fengming Furnace turned into light and was teleported far away.

In an instant, Lu Youzhi's pupils dilated, chaotic energy surged in the Xuantian Diagram, and Lu Youzhi's figure appeared inside.

But he was not panicked. He stood inside and looked at Chen Lang outside: "Come on, this is also fine. It doesn't matter where we fight."

"That's what you said." Chen Lang glanced at him, suddenly raised the black sword and slashed at Lu Youzhi's body.

"you"

Lu Youzhi was startled and quickly closed his eyes and prepared to come out.

If no one stops me, it would only take a moment to leave Xuantiantu.

"Hmph, you brought this upon yourself." Yan Xue'e's soul and spirit separated, and she entered the Xuantian Diagram by herself.

As soon as she entered, she performed a secret technique, and countless strings emerged from all directions, slashing at Lu Youzhi and preventing him from leaving.

The woman just watched with interest from the side and did not take any action. Ancestor worship is a confrontation between the younger generations. They can use magical instruments and various supernatural powers, but the masters of the family cannot take part, as that would be equivalent to admitting defeat.

This is the unspoken rule for ancestral worship in the ancestral temple of the Tianjian Sect.

At this time, Chen Lang had already slashed Lu Youzhi's body with a sword.

With a creaking sound, the sword blade sank into Lu Youzhi's flesh, but the sound was very strange. It didn't sound like it was cutting into flesh, but more like it was cutting into cardboard or dry leather, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Sure enough, there is a problem.

He had suspected from the beginning that this person was not Lu Youzhi, and he had tried many times, but all to no avail. This made him wonder if he had seen the scene at Lotus Mountain wrongly?

But it doesn’t matter. The living may be different, but the dead are all the same.

Chen Lang drew his sword and chopped again.

But then he was surprised to find that the sword was stuck inside and could not be pulled out!
"Ok?"

At this moment, they didn't notice that the lines on the face of the woman who was watching the fight nearby changed and she suddenly became much more serious.

However, this chop made Lu Youzhi in the Xuantiantu suddenly become blurry. With a sound like mucus flowing, his face changed and became a stranger.

At the same time, his aura was also soaring, suddenly increasing tenfold, twentyfold.
The chaotic energy in the Xuantian Diagram dissipated, and all of Yan Xue'e's magical powers that came to him were annihilated, which made Yan Xue'e dumbfounded.

"Golden Golden Pill?"

What's going on? What secret technique can directly improve a person's cultivation by so much?
"If you insist on seeking death, I will grant your wish."

The man's voice became heavy and rough, like that of an adult man, no longer Lu Youzhi himself. He raised his hand and suppressed Yan Xue'e.

Yan Xue'e panicked for a moment, then her face became serious and she shouted:
"mom!"

In an instant, the chaotic energy exploded.

The stranger's movements became sluggish, all the chaotic energy dissipated, and he stood on the yellow land, with a row of ancestral tablets all brightly lit.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Xue'e's figure disappeared and was sent out of the Xuantian Map, and was replaced by that woman.

"The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord?"

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(End of this chapter)