At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yi Yan was still digesting the information he heard at noon. The wooden door suddenly opened, and Heleduwa's old face appeared outside the door with a smile.

But he was not the only one who came in this time, there were more than 20 men and women. There were four other men in the back carrying a coffin made of pure gold.

Yi Yan felt that there was a heavy death aura hidden in the coffin, and his eyes fell on the coffin and said casually: "Don't you think it's very crowded for so many of you to use a coffin?" ”

As if they hadn't heard Yi Yan's words, everyone walked into the house expressionlessly and put the golden coffin weighing hundreds of pounds in front of Yi Yan.

The golden coffin fell to the ground, and a tall man in a leather jacket with long hair braided over his head walked in front of everyone.

He looked at Yi Yan without saying a word, his eyes kept staring at Yi Yan's scarlet eyes.

After a few seconds, the expression on his face became solemn, and he walked up to the golden coffin and put his hand on it.

Yi Yan leaned his back against the wall and said word by word: "I will kill you, everyone." ”

Everyone didn't get angry when they heard Yi Yan's words, and looked at the tall man in front of them with a solemn face.

The man put his hand on the golden coffin for seven or eight seconds, then turned his head and nodded at the crowd.

When everyone saw this, an expression of surprise immediately appeared on their faces. knelt on the ground neatly and shouted respectfully: "The descendants of the ancient clan worship the god of darkness." ”

Yi Yan showed disdain on his face, and said coldly: "Hypocrisy. ”

The crowd turned a blind eye, bowed down and slowly got up. The tall man stepped forward again and said to Yi Yan: "Ji Heng, the descendant of Emperor Xuanyuan." ”

After Ji Heng finished introducing, a woman with a face full of dense tattoos stepped forward and said, "The daughter of the patriarch of the Gu Dulong clan, her name is relatively long, you can just call me Akcha." ”

Yi Yan was expressionless, and he didn't mean to pay attention to her.

After Akcha finished speaking, he stepped back, and a man in his forties dressed in modern clothes stepped forward and said, "Patriarch of the ancient Yi tribe, Bibuyori. ”

When he heard the Yi clan, Yi Yan looked up at the back, and lowered his head when he saw that there was no Yin Chao.

Later, there were many people who came out to introduce themselves, all of whom were ancient patriarchs.

After they finished their introduction, Yi Yan raised his head and asked casually: "There are so many ethnic minorities in China, why are there so many of you?" ”

Ji Heng said expressionlessly: "We are the ancient clan with the purest bloodline, not ordinary bloodline descendants. Now there are only a few descendants of the ancient clan who have pure blood. ”

Yi Yan nodded, leaned comfortably against the wall and asked, "Then what are you giant pandas going to do?" ”

Ji Heng's expression became heavy and said, "As you said, the bloodline of the ancient clan is now even rarer than that of the giant panda. We need your help to keep the purest ancient bloodline alive. ”

"Huh!"

Yi Yan sneered and said, "There are many clansmen out there who have the same bloodline as you, and instead of accepting them and living with them, you have come here to tell me that your bloodline is on the verge of extinction and needs the help of a demon like me." Isn't it ridiculous? ”

Ji Heng shook his head and said, "No, their bloodlines are not pure enough, most of them are branches and collaterals. What we need is pure blood. ”

Yi Yan smiled and said, "So, the help you are talking about is to give you eternal life?" ”

Ji Heng nodded and said, "Only in this way can our pure bloodline continue." ”

Yi Yan squinted at his palm, and after a few seconds, his face changed slightly, and he said angrily:

"You have had a lot of blood on your hands, three of them are your children and two are your wife and cousin. For the sake of the blood in your mouth, you will be inbred and killed, and you will be killed afterwards. You should not think about eternal life, but how you can escape the torment of the eighteen layers of hell after death. ”

Yi Yan's shocking words did not surprise anyone present, and they looked at Yi Yan expressionlessly, like a numb executioner on the death penalty field.

Yi Yan turned his gaze to the others, and found that as long as the man in his thirties was more or less stained with the blood of his relatives, he was burdened with cause and effect that could not be paid off.

Yi Yan took a few deep breaths and looked at them expressionlessly. On the surface, he looked calm, but the anger in his heart made him want to tear everyone in front of him apart and lead their souls into the boundless hell.

Ji Heng closed his eyes for three seconds, and after opening his eyes, he said expressionlessly: "It's useless to talk more, prepare for eternal sacrifice." ”

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

Everyone looked at Yi Yan and turned around to leave with him.

He Leduwa waited for everyone to leave, walked up to Yi Yan and said, "I have no blood on my hands, as long as you are willing to give me eternal life, I can let you go immediately." ”

Yi Yan sneered and said lightly: "There can only be one immortal demon, you should know who it is." ”

He Leduwa looked at him, sneered, and said, "You don't want to go through the sacrifice of eternal life, really. ”

After saying that, he got up and left directly.

Yi Yan looked at the closed wooden door and began to frantically absorb the aura, preparing for the slaughter later.

Time passed quickly, and it was dark in the blink of an eye.

Yi Yan felt that his dantian had reached a saturated state, but he didn't stop, still absorbing the aura hard.

The ability to be activated all the time, those few ancient clan leaders are all cultivators, and ordinary killing moves can't deal with them at all, Yi Yan can only pin his hopes on the aura.

Squeak~

At this moment, the wooden window was suddenly pushed open.

Yi Yan turned his head to look, just in time to see Ah Mo carefully lying at the window, still holding a bunch of keys in his hand.

She held the key in her hand high, looked at Yi Yan with slightly red eyes, and whispered:

"This is the key, you leave quickly, grandpa they want to use you to sacrifice."

With that, she raised her hand to throw out the key.

But just as her hand was raised, Heleduwa suddenly appeared behind her and grabbed her little hand.

Ah Mo's body shook violently, and when he turned his head and saw that it was his grandfather, he was directly stunned in place, his lips trembled and he shouted: "Grandpa...."

Syllable~

Before the words were finished, Heleduwa slapped her directly in the face.

Ah Mo subconsciously touched his cheeks, and after two seconds of stunned, his eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed out quickly.

He Liduwa forcibly snatched the key from her hand and pushed her aside. Then he turned his head to look at Yi Yan and said with a sneer: "I stopped you, but you can't kill me, respected evil dark god!" ”

Bang~

After speaking, he closed the wooden window and dragged Mo on the ground away.

Yi Yan listened to Amo's cry as he gradually moved away, his hands gradually clenched, the killing intent outside his body danced like the wind, and his eyes were cold to the extreme.

......

At eight o'clock in the evening, the golden coffin was carried away by four big fat men.

At twelve o'clock, the four big fat men who carried the golden coffin came back.

They removed the chains attached to the wall and pulled Yi Yan out of the wooden room.

The first time he walked out of the wooden house, Yi Yan's eyes kept looking around, observing the terrain, looking for a place to ambush or hide later.

The topography of the stockade resembles a V, with a small river in the middle and many wooden houses on either side.

The four of them took Yi Yan down the river, and when they reached the corner of the river, Yi Yan saw Ji Heng and others wearing famous costumes and touching black and white pigments on their faces.

They knelt around the golden coffin, each with a stone bowl in front of them.

There was a small hole at the bottom of the bowl, and there was a white straight line drawn by unknown powder underneath, which connected straight to the bottom of the golden coffin.

The four big fat men pulled Yi Yan to the side of the golden coffin and fixed the four iron chains to the four iron pillars on the ground.

Yi Yan looked at the four iron pillars that didn't know how many meters into the ground, and began to plan in his heart how to get rid of the control of the iron chains.

The chains were secured, and the four fat men walked to the side and stood, not kneeling down like the others.

Ji Heng looked up at the moon hanging high in the night sky, closed his eyes and began to chant a mantra, and the others immediately began to chant a mantra when they saw this.

The sound of the old monk chanting the scriptures was as disturbing as the old monk's recitation, Yi Yan looked at them boredly, and slowly held the iron chain with both hands to exert force, testing the depth of the iron pillar into the earth.

But before he could exert much force, the four fat men noticed his movements, walked directly to the side, and raised their feet to stomp on the chain.

Yi Yan gave them a cruel smile and sat down on top of the golden coffin.

Woo woo woo ~ The voices of the crowd chanting mantras became louder and louder, and Yi Yan became more and more upset when he heard it. Hands flapped uncontrollably against the golden coffin, hoping to drown out their voices.

But the sound that annoyed him kept drilling into his ears, as if there were thousands of buzzes screaming around him.

Bang bang bang~

Yi Yan slapped the golden coffin faster and faster, and his emotions were also restless.

"Don't read it!!"

When his patience reached the limit, Yi Yan covered his ears and began to roar, the evil light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two red flashlights swept on everyone's bodies.

Everyone felt the killing intent emanating from the evil light, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, but the mouth of the curse still didn't stop.

The sound kept echoing in his ears, and Yi Yan stood up directly and began to tear the chains, struggling to pounce on everyone.

The four big fat men were dragging the chains, and Yi Yan was struggling more and more crazy.

Each movement is like a beast trapped in a beast's net, accompanied by a sharp and terrifying roar.

He Leduwa looked up at Yi Yan, sneered, took out a bone flute from his arms, and began to play.

The sound of the bone flute was harsh, and when mixed with the chanting of the crowd, it formed a strange and terrifying melody.

The sound gradually spread, the surrounding trees began to shake, and the ground began to appear densely packed with poisonous insects.

centipedes, scorpions, spiders, toads, poisonous snakes......

They were all covered in blood, as if they had just crawled out of the corpse.

The dense poisonous insects formed an army that people couldn't help but be afraid when they saw it, and crawled towards Yiyan as if they had made an appointment.

Yi Yan frantically raised his foot and trampled to death the poisonous insects that were close to him, but the army of poisonous insects that was pressed by black pressure was not something he could resist alone.

In less than ten seconds, dozens of poisonous insects crawled onto his body and began to bite his body.