Shen Lang shouted angrily: "It's not that I can't spare your life, but you slut dare to hurt my senior sister. Do you think I will let you go?"

Bai Weiwei was so scared that she was in a bad mood and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist, the little girl doesn't want to die yet, please let me go! As long as you spare my life, the little girl is willing to be your wife and concubine, bring tea and water to warm the quilt, as long as the fellow Taoist doesn't treat the little girl as a cauldron to replenish it."

Shen Lang smiled grimly and said, "Just because of you, a vulgar fan, do you think I can like you?"

"I..." Bai Weiwei was speechless, and an inexplicable sense of frustration arose in her heart.

She always felt that her appearance was amazing and hard to reach for women. However, Shen Lang said that she was vulgar and this hit Bai Weiwei a little.

"You bitch, you want to survive, so hurry up and cure my senior sister! If she has any problems, I will tear you into pieces and scatter your soul and refine your soul!" The hundred-eyed demon glared at the Huabai Silver Snake with fierce terrifying eyes.

“Yes, yes!”

Bai Weiwei was so scared that she trembled all over. The terrifying aura released by the Hundred-Eyed Demon suppressed her breath so much that she didn't dare to take a breath.

The Hundred Eye Demon took back the iron tail of the white silver snake, and Bai Weiwei turned back into a human form, with blood all over her body.

Bai Weiwei obediently followed Shen Lang's instructions, endured the pain, limped to Xia Shan'er's side, pressed her hand on Xia Shan'er's blood-stained back, and sucked out the toxins that penetrated into Xia Shan'er's body.

In the blink of an eye, blood no longer spilled out of the wounds on Xia Shan'er's body, and the wounds were healing and scabring bit by bit, and the breath gradually returned to a steady state.

Seeing that Xia Shan'er's condition improved, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The violent gaze of the Baimei Demon immediately turned to Yang Wei and Jin Hong, and said with a ferocious expression: "If you two wastes have nothing to say, I will send you back now!"

"Don't!"

Yang Wei was so scared that he was so scared that he shattered his backbone. He said in panic: "Don't... don't kill me! I beg for mercy, beg for my life for fellow Taoists! I am willing to be a slave to fellow Taoists... one year!"

Shen Lang sneered: "Are you teasing a three-year-old child?"

"I will be a slave for you for a hundred years! Oh no, it's a thousand years!"

Yang Wei's eyes widened and his mouth kept throwing new conditions out.

Seeing Yang Wei bowing to Shen Lang, Jin Hong let out a hoarse roar: "Yang Wei, you, a timid waste, can you be considered a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan?"

Yang Wei's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot and scolded: "Jin Hong, don't pull me into the water, you miss by yourself, don't take me with you!"

"At worst, I'm just dying!"

Jin Hong stared at Shen Lang with anger and roared: "Boy, I tell you! I lost to you, I am not as skilled as anyone else. If I want to kill and cut, I will listen to the emperor! But I want me to beg for mercy, but I dreamed!"

Shen Lang's eyes shrank. Although Jin Hong was violent and bullying the weak, he was still a little bit backbone.

"If Senior Seven Saints of Meishan saw you three trash descendants, I don't know what expressions should be shown! Because you are descendants of the Seven Saints, I will spare you this time. If there is a next time, I will definitely not be merciful!"

In the end, Shen Lang suppressed the anger in his heart. No matter how much Yang Wei and Jin Hong deserved to die, they were descendants of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

Shen Lang is a man who is very kind. He has just received the great kindness of the Seven Saints of Meishan, so it is really difficult to kill the descendants of the Seven Saints.

"Puchi phuchi phuchi phuchi!"

Thousands of iron tails of the Hundred-Eyed Demon penetrated the bodies of the five-colored green sheep and the four-simile taurus, strangling their bodies madly.

For a moment, blood rains were flying, and a large number of blood clots splattered everywhere, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

In an instant, Shen Lang destroyed the bodies of Yang Wei and Jin Hong, but did not kill their souls.

"Get out!"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon let out a shocking angrily voice.

The soul bodies of Yang Wei and Jin Hong were wrapped in large pieces of golden light and were about to be teleported out.

"Boy, although I don't know why you didn't kill me, don't expect me to be grateful to you! I swallowed this tone today. In the future, I will fight to the death with you!" Jin Hong let out a roar of rage.

"Hmph, if it's a righteous duel, I will naturally accept it. If you still find a group of helpers like today, don't blame me for not ending with you!" Shen Lang said expressionlessly.

Jin Hong was extremely frustrated and shouted: "Next time will definitely be a fair battle! If there is any violation, heaven will be punished by the earth!"

"Okay, remember what you said." Shen Lang snorted coldly.

Yang Wei also wanted to say a few harsh words, but he was afraid that Shen Lang would suddenly attack his soul, so he could only hold it back, and a deep resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Swoosh!Swoosh!"

In this way, Yang Wei and Jin Hong's soul bodies teleported away from the forest of thousands of beasts.

The next moment, the soul bodies of the two appeared in the sky outside the forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. With the magical power of the Three Flowers Gathering Top, their bodies began to condense and take shape.

"Damn it, you'll actually capsize in the gutter!"

Yang Wei's face turned pale, cursed angrily, and then said to Jin Hong: "Jin Hong, that boy was so powerful just now, he must have obtained the treasure inheritance left by the Seven Saints of Meishan. We should quickly notify the Seven Saints Palace of the Seven Saints and ask the Seven Saints Palace to send an elder to intercept the kid!"

Jin Hong said contemptuously: "You can't beat others, so go and ask the elders of the sect to help you? Only you, a waste, can do such stupid things. I don't have this face!"

"you!"

Yang Wei's face turned red and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"This kid is a very good opponent. Don't touch him! After I break through the realm, come and fight him!"

A trace of splendor flashed in Jin Hong's eyes, and the defeat of fighting with Shen Lang aroused his fighting spirit.

After leaving this sentence, Jin Hong turned into a golden light and floated away.

"Damn it, it's so unlucky!"

Yang Wei gritted his teeth in hatred.

Jin Hong said this, and he couldn't use his sect power to deal with Shen Lang privately. Yang Wei had to suppress his aggrievance, released Ziquetai in a dusty state, and flew away from the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest.

...

Return to Shen Lang's perspective.

After seeing Yang Wei and Jin Hong's soul bodies being teleported out, Shen Lang turned back into a human form, half-kneeled on the ground, and gasped.

Although his cultivation level soared, he was still weak. The transformation into a hundred-eyed demon consumed his excessive chaotic spiritual power.

The remaining demonic power in Shen Lang's demon species has been used up, and the chaotic spiritual power in his body is only less than 50%, which is consumed too much.

It seems that he cannot easily change into a hundred-eyed demon unless he has to. This level of consumption cannot be overcome by a semi-immortal peak monk.

Shen Lang still has 50% of the chaotic spiritual power, which is enough to deal with the subsequent endgame.

He stood up again and quickly came to Xia Shan'er's side.
Chapter completed!