Shen Lang forced himself to calm down and briefly said the incident of Chiyang's invasion of the ancient spiritual world.

When he learned that Chiyang, as the descendant of the Seven Saints, went to the lower realm to make trouble and kill creatures without hesitation. The Seven Saints of Meishan didn't look very good.

"All nonsense! The Seven Saints' Tide View Picture is the token that we leave to the best descendants. How could my descendants be as unbearable as you said?"

Wu Long was so angry that Chiyang was his descendant. The words Shen Lang said were equivalent to splashing dirty water on him, which naturally made him very dissatisfied.

Shen Lang said in a deep voice: "That's true. If I really want to lie, I will not admit myself that I have killed the descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan."

"Su Wen Erlang Zhenjun was a master of the Jade Ding Zhenren of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Synod. The younger generation is the registered disciple of Taiyi Zhenren among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Synod. To be honest, it can be considered to have a connection with Erlang Zhenren."

Shen Lang said this, he was not actually a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, but he had accepted many things given by Taiyi Zhenren, and was only considered to have a connection with Senior Taiyi.

In order to stabilize the situation, Shen Lang can only say this. Meishan Seven Saints are subordinates of Erlang Shen Yang Jian. If he knew that he had a connection with the Ansect, he would not have made things too difficult for him.

Sure enough, when Shen Lang said this, the seven Saints of Meishan suddenly became excited.

"Senior Taiyi has long been dead in the Battle of Destruction. When will he accept the registered disciples you have been?"

"Don't talk big, boy, how could you make random arrangements for Taiyi Zhenren?"

"Boy, you dare to deceive us with false words, and you are not afraid of both spirit and body being destroyed?"

All the people except Yuan Hong showed anger, feeling that Shen Lang was talking nonsense.

Shen Lang had long anticipated this scene. A fire flashed from his heart vein, and a red spear phantom gradually flew out of his body. It was the purple flame snake tooth fire tip spear weapon spirit.

Because of the extremely strong body of this demon, Shen Lang could barely control the spirit of the device and leave the body.

The fire-sharp spear spirit seemed extremely weak because it had been separated from the body for too long before. The purple fire at the spear tassel seemed to be about to be extinguished, and the light on the surface of the spear handle was also bright and dark, extremely weak.

"Purple Flame Snake Tooth Fire-Tip Gun!"

The Seven Saints of Meishan instantly recognized the Fire-Sharp Spear Spirit, and their faces changed drastically.

"This is the third prince's immortal treasure weapon spirit... why is it on you?" Wu Long's eyes locked at the purple-flame snake-tooth fire-tip gun weapon spirit in front of Shen Lang, and asked in a cold tone.

Shen Lang said calmly: "Of course, it was given to me by Senior Taiyi. I wonder if this fire-tip spear spirit can prove my identity?"

As soon as these words were said, the Meishan brothers looked at each other. Yuan Hong said unconventionally: "We only obey the orders of the Second Master. What is your identity has nothing to do with us. This Wan Beast Forest is just a test set by the Second Master to choose the inheritor. Since you have passed so many difficulties and obstacles, step in with the token in hand.

In the Zhenjun Hall, we can be considered qualified to be tested."

"Now you have two choices, first, to test. Second, I will erase all the memories in your soul and send you away from Guanjiangkou."

Shen Lang's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Yuan Hong, this is different from what you had agreed before!" Yuan Hong said coldly: "I did say that I had saved you from death just now, but I didn't say that you don't have to pay a price. Since you already know the secrets of Guanjiangkou and Zhenjun Palace, I can not take your life, but you must erase your soul and memory.

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Shen Lang gritted his teeth. If Yuan Hong really wanted to forcibly erase all the memories in his body, what is the difference between himself and a dead person?

"So, I have no choice."

Shen Lang's expression was already a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his temper and asked, "Dare you ask Senior Yuan Hong, what test should I take?"

"It's very simple. The test is to be recognized by our seven saints of Meishan. If we admit that you are qualified to be inherited by the Second Master, you will be considered to have passed the test. If you don't admit it, you will be considered to have failed." Yuan Hong said coldly.

"This test is straightforward. What if it doesn't pass?" Shen Lang asked tentatively.

Yuan Hong said in a deep voice: "Die!"

Shen Lang almost understood what Yuan Hong meant, which meant that he had to participate in this test to have the chance to survive. "I heard that Senior Yuan Hong had practiced the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra. The purpose of my junior came to Wan Beast Forest this time was to obtain the secrets of the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra. I wonder if after passing the test, can Senior provide the secrets of the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra to junior?" Shen Lang said directly

Key points.

He didn't care about inheritance. As long as he could get the secret book of the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra, he could agree to this test now. A glimmer of light flashed in Yuan Hong's eyes and said without any haste: "If you can really pass the test, it's okay for me to pass on the Nine Transformation Taoist Sutra. It's just that this method is extremely difficult to practice. In the past, I only practiced to the fourth level before I fell, the last level.

The secret book has been lost.”

Shen Lang was sure in his heart that if there were really the first four levels, it would be enough for him to practice for a long time!

Even Yuan Hong, a powerful person who is not inferior to Daluo Jinxian, has only practiced to the fourth level, which shows the power of these Nine Turns of Taoist Sutra.

"Okay, I will be tested! How can I get the recognition of the seventh one?" Shen Lang asked the most important question.

Yuan Hong said calmly: "You are not a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan, so in principle, we will not let you pass the test! Only by killing our bodies can we recognize that you can obtain the inheritance of the Second Master."

"After all the time, I still have to fight with the seven seniors?"

Shen Lang's face was solemn. Although he had the body of a great demon, it was probably not easy to defeat the body of the remnant soul puppet of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

"Not bad! If you have the courage, you will fight us. If you don't have the courage, you'd better leave your memories and get out of here!" Wu Long shouted with a fierce trembling voice.

"Boy, we don't want an outsider to take over the inheritance of the second master. I advise you to let Brother Yuan Hong erase your memories so that you can survive!" Yang Xian also roared contemptuously.

Shen Lang waved his hand and sneered: "Forgive it. Since you are so aggressive, don't blame me for being rude!"

The seven saints of Meishan in front of him are just the life born of seven wisps of residual souls, which is very different from the seven saints of Meishan in the past. However, Shen Lang doesn’t think he will defeat them just seven wisps of residual souls!

"The Demon Fierce Wind!"

"The Demon Yin Fire!"

Shen Lang took the initiative and a terrifying black air wave was stirred up all over his body. The air wave suddenly formed hundreds of black flame tornadoes, and they were the first to storm towards the two statues of Wu Long and Yang Xian.

"boom!!!"

With the flame tornado, the overwhelming heat waves invaded the entire Zhenjun Hall.
Chapter completed!