As the son of the Eagle King, Liu Baimei has been rebellious since childhood. He relies on his talent and cultivation to be arrogant.

Shen Lang slapped him in the face!

Liu Baimei still couldn't believe that Shen Lang could break through his soul attack.

No matter what Shen Lang's identity is, Liu Baimei thought that he had lost to a trash at the peak of the human immortal, and fell on Jianwuping in full view of everyone, and he couldn't swallow this breath in his heart no matter what!

Liu Baimei always holds a grudge against Shen Lang, thinking that she will find an opportunity to take revenge this time!

Of course, in front of the elders, Liu Baimei did not dare to show hostility to Shen Lang at all.

"No gift!"

Shen Lang waved his hands repeatedly and asked straight to the point: "I wonder if any elder can explain what the situation is here? Why do you stay here?" The leading wolf-headed and human-born demon cultivator stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: "Go back to the young master, the suspension bridge directly in front of the cliff seems to lead to the depths of the Pansi Cave, but the bridge deck is full of dangers. Many monks have stepped into this bridge before, but all

They all died strangely!”

"The reason why we gather here is to wait for more monks of Huanghuaguan to come, so as to act together to avoid unnecessary casualties."

The peak demon cultivator of the Earth Immortal who finished speaking was named Tianlang. He was the top three Earth Immortal Elder in Huanghua Temple's combat power. He was highly respected.

"I see."

Shen Lang nodded slightly and then asked: "Elder Tianlang, do you say that all the monks who stepped into this bridge died strangely. Do you know what danger is this bridge?" The peak elder of the Earth Immortal named Tianlang shook his head and said: "We don't know what threat there is on this bridge. The monks who stepped into this bridge before made a strange and sarcastic scream when they fell, and it lasted for a long time. I guess

It is estimated that there may be many evil spirits and resentful souls wandering on the bridge deck, which will hurt the lives of the monks!”

Shen Lang's eyes lit up. If this is the case, he would have a huge advantage.

With the magic of the Heavenly Immortal Art, Shen Lang is not afraid of any evil spirits and resentful souls.

Of course, although Shen Lang had this idea, he still didn't want to be the first to be a pioneer. He was going to wait and see what kind of threats might exist in the suspension bridge in front of him.

Just as Shen Lang was thinking this, eight earth immortal elders from the ancient wood tribes in the group of monks came over.

The leading blue-haired strange man with a cultivation level at the peak of the Earth Immortal looked at Shen Lang a few times, pretending to hug him and clasped his fists: "Suwen Huanghuaguan has a new young master with a talented and powerful talent. I will see him today, and it is indeed extraordinary!"

The strange man who spoke was named Qingcheng, and he was the great elder of the Holy Wood Clan.

Tianlang's eyes shone coldly: "Qingcheng, since you know me, Young Master Huanghuaguan, why don't you still be polite?"

Qingcheng laughed and his lips twitched: "Brother Tianlang, don't force others to do anything. After all, I am the great elder of the Holy Wood Clan. Isn't it even a salute to you, a junior of the immortals in Huanghua Temple?"

The other seven elders of the Gumu tribe all sneered.

Shen Lang frowned. Qingcheng's words and the laughter of these elders of the three ancient wood tribes sounded quite harsh. The other party was obviously mocking his lack of cultivation.

"Qingcheng, you'd better be polite!" Tianlang glared at Qingcheng fiercely, his eyes full of warning.

All the elders of Huanghua Temple except Liu Baimei also looked gloomy. Huanghua Temple has always been incompatible with the three tribes of Gumu. Although there is no major battle in normal times, the monks on both sides will inevitably dislike each other.

Qingcheng didn't dare to act too much, and laughed: "Haha, Brother Tianlang, don't be so angry! I'm just joking with you, the young master of Huanghuaguan. You can't even be able to make such a joke, right?"

Shen Lang's face twitched slightly, thinking to make a joke of your paralysis! Anyway, with these elders of Huanghuaguan, Shen Lang sneered and sarcastically: "The elder Qingcheng is really capable, and he is also embarrassed to speak rudely to a junior Chen. If you have the ability, you might as well say this to the emperor's daughter. Hahaha,

This young master has long heard that the elders of the three tribes of Gumu are all a bunch of wine bags. When I see you today, it turns out to be so!"

"you……"

As soon as these words were said, Qingcheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Several elders of the three ancient wood tribes also all had their faces ashen.

"The tongue is wrong! This young master was just joking with the elder Qingcheng just now. Hahaha, the elder Qingcheng can't even afford to make such a joke, right?"

Shen Lang had a frivolous look and deliberately learned what Qingcheng said just now, making the other side red with anger.

Listening to Shen Lang's sharp words, the elders of Huanghuaguan stretched their eyebrows and felt refreshed. They thought that Shen Lang's performance was as good as the young master of Huanghuaguan. After hearing Shen Lang's sarcastic sarcasm, a young and energetic earth immortal among the three tribes of the ancient wood was really angry and stepped forward to point at Shen Lang angrily: "The surname is Chen, the elder of our clan Qingcheng has never said a harsh word to you. And you are only one

The young puppet master at the peak of Human Immortals dares to insult my elders of the three tribes of Gumu?”

Qingcheng was worried that there would be a conflict, so he reached out to stop the young man in black robe, and said with a gloomy face: "Forget Sheng Cang, don't make a big deal!"

"It's all this disabled young master of Huanghua Temple that is too much!"

The elder of the Holy Wood Tribe named Sheng Cang was a little dissatisfied and shouted angrily.

"Enough, please say less!" Qingcheng was filled with resentment and shouted sternly.

Shen Lang's face darkened and he sneered: "The elder Qingcheng does not need to stop that fellow Taoist. That fellow insulted me as a disabled young master just now. I can't pretend that I didn't hear this sentence!" Sheng Cang stared at Shen Lang with his eyes tightly and said contemptuously: "So what if I scold you? I just have the ability to be a human immortal to call myself a young master. What's the point of being a disabled young master? Don't think that the name of the young master Huanghuaguan is great. This elder is the leader of the Holy Wood Clan.

My eldest disciple, if you, the young master of Huanghua Temple, really have a talent, would you dare to duel with me?"

"You want to duel with me?"

When Shen Lang heard Sheng Cang's words, he couldn't help but sneer.

"this……"

The elders of Huanghuaguan looked at each other.

The monks around the cliff hillside were also attracted by Sheng Cang's shouts and came closer to get a glimpse of the truth.

"What, you dare not?"

Sheng Cang glanced at Shen Lang and asked with contempt.

Shen Lang smiled indifferently and said, "Why don't you dare? It's just that simple duel is boring. I think it's better to do this. Whoever loses will enter this cliff suspension bridge to explore, and you must not have monks of this sect accompany you."

"Okay, this is what you said! All the monks on the scene heard it, don't regret it!"

Sheng Cang's eyes shone brightly, and his proud expression seemed to have grabbed Shen Lang's handle.

"I am the young master of Huanghuaguan, so I will naturally not regret it."
Chapter completed!