Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, and said the story of Chiyang's invasion into the ancient spiritual world.

Knowing that Chiyang, as the descendant of the Seven Saints, had gone to the lower world to make waves and kill the living beings wantonly, the Seven Saints in Meishan didn't look very good.

"Nonsense! The Seven Saints' view of the tide is the keepsake we leave to the best posterity. Is my posterity as bad as you say? "

Wu Long becomes angry and annoyed. Chiyang is his descendant. Shen Lang's words are like throwing dirty water on him, which naturally makes him very dissatisfied.

"That's the truth," Shen said in a deep voice. "If you really want to lie, you won't admit that you killed the descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan."

"It's said that Erlang Zhenjun is a real person in Yuding who teaches twelve golden immortals. The younger generation is the registered disciple of Taiyi who teaches twelve golden immortals. If you really want to say that, you have something to do with Erlang Zhenjun. "

Shen Lang said that he was not really a disciple of immortal Taiyi, but just accepted many things from immortal Taiyi. He was only related to the elder Taiyi.

In order to stabilize the situation, Shen Lang can only say so. The Seven Saints of Meishan are subordinates of the Erlang God Yang Jian. If you know that you have something to do with elucidation, you should not be too embarrassed.

As expected, when Shen Lang said this, the Seven Saints of Meishan were suddenly excited.

"Senior Taiyi fell down in the war of annihilation. When will you be the registered disciple?"

"Don't be a big talker, young man. Are you able to make a mess of it?"

"Young man, dare to lie in front of us, and you are not afraid of the destruction of the gods?"

Except for Yuan Hong, several people all showed annoyance and felt that Shen Lang was talking nonsense.

Shen Lang had expected this scene for a long time. A fire flashed through his heart. The shadow of a red long gun gradually flew out of his body. It was the spirit of the purple flame snake tooth fire point gun.

The physical body of this great demon is extremely strong, so Shen Lang can barely control the spirit from the body.

Because the spear spirit had been separated from the body for too long, it was very weak at the moment. The purple fire at the tassel was about to go out, and the light on the surface of the handle was very weak.

"Purple flame snake teeth fire point gun!"

The Seven Saints of Meishan recognized the spirit of the fire point spear in an instant, and suddenly their faces changed greatly.

"This is the immortal treasure of the three princes Why on you? " Wu Long's eyes are fixed on the purple flame snake teeth in front of Shen Lang's body, and his voice is cold.

Shen Lang's face was calm and said: "naturally, it was given to the younger generation by senior Taiyi. I wonder if the spirit of the spear can prove the identity of the younger generation?"

As soon as the words came out, all Meishan brothers looked at each other. Yuan Hong said indifferently: "we only obey the orders of the second Lord. What identity you are has nothing to do with us. This ten thousand beast forest is just a test set by the second master's selection of inheritors. Since you have passed so many difficulties and dangers, you have stepped into the palace with your keepsake, and you are qualified to let us test. "

"Now you have two choices. First, test it. Second, I will erase all the memories in your spirit and send you away from the guanjiangkou. "

Shen Lang's face changed a lot, and he bit his teeth and said, "master Yuan Hong, this is not the same as what you said earlier!" Yuan Hong said not coldly: "I did say just now to protect you from death, but I didn't say you don't have to pay a price. Now that you know the secrets of guanjiangkou and Zhenjun temple, I can not take your life, but I must erase your spiritual memory.



SHEN Lang bites his teeth. If Yuan Hong really wants to erase all the memories in his body, what's the difference between himself and the dead?

"So, I have no choice."

Shen Lang's face was already a little unhappy, but he kept his temper and asked: "I dare to ask elder Yuan Hong what kind of test I want to accept."

"Very simply, the test is to be recognized by the Seven Saints of Meishan. If we admit that you are qualified for the inheritance of the second master, you will pass the test. If you don't admit it, you won't pass. " Yuan Hong said not coldly.

"The test is straightforward. What if you don't pass?" Shen Lang asked tentatively.

"Death!" said Yuan Hongshen

Shen Lang almost understood Yuan Hong's meaning, which meant that he had to take part in the test to survive. "It's said that elder Yuan Hong has cultivated the nine turn Scripture. The purpose of my coming to the beast forest this time is to obtain the secret script of the nine turn Scripture. I wonder if you can provide the secret script of the nine turn Scripture to the younger generation after passing the test?" Shen Lang directly said the key points of

.

He is not rare in inheritance. As long as he can get the script of jiuzhuan Taoist Scripture, he can promise to come down now. "If you can really pass the test, I will pass your nine turn Scripture. 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 of

script has been lost. "

In Shen Lang's heart, if there are the first four levels, it will be enough for him to practice for a long time!

Even Yuan Hong's combat power is no less than that of Da Luo Jinxian. He only cultivates to the fourth level, which shows the power of the nine turn Scripture.

"Well, I will be tested! How can I get the approval of the seven Shen Lang asked the most important question.

Yuan Hong said calmly, "you are not the descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan, so in principle, I will not let you pass the test! Only when you kill us can we recognize that you can get the inheritance of the second master. "

"In a word, I still want to fight with the seven predecessors?"

Shen Lang has a dignified face. Although he has the body of a great demon, it's not easy to defeat the body of the ghost puppet of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

"Not bad! Boy, if you have the courage, you can have a fight with us. If you don't have courage, you'd better leave your memory and get out of here! " Wu Long's thundering voice was fierce.

"Boy, we are not willing to let an outsider take over the inheritance of the second Lord. I advise you to let brother Yuan Hong erase your memory, so that you can survive!" Yang Xian also scorned and roared.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said with a sneer, "no, since you are so aggressive, don't blame me for being rude!"

At present, the Seven Saints of Meishan are just the life of the birth of seven spirits, which is quite different from the former seven saints of Meishan. However, there are only seven spirits. Shen Lang doesn't think he will defeat them!

"Demonic wind!"

"Demons and fire!"

Shen Lang takes the initiative, setting off a terrible black wave all over his body, which suddenly forms hundreds of black fire tornadoes and takes the lead in killing two statues of Wu Long and Yang Xian.

"Boom!"

With the fire tornado, the overwhelming heat wave attacked the whole Zhenjun hall.

"Hum, I'm here to clean up the mess." It seems that the howling dog next to the statue of Erlang had expected this scene for a long time. After a cold snort, he opened his mouth and spewed out black awns, forming a black barrier around the Zhenjun hall, so as to prevent the attack from destroying the Zhenjun hall.