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 stepped into this bridge before, but 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 were mysteriously killed. Do you know what dangers are there in this bridge?"

The peak elder of the Earth Immortal named Tianlang shook his head and said, "I don't know what threat there is on the bridge. The monks who stepped into this bridge had a strange and sarcastic scream when they fell, and it lasted for a long time. I guess that there may be many evil spirits and resentful souls on the bridge, which will hurt the life of the monk!"

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 cultivation at the peak of the earth immortal looked at Shen Lang a few times, pretending to hug him and clasped his fists. "Su Wen Huanghuaguan has a new young master with a talented and powerful talent. I'll see you today, it's really extraordinary!"

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

Tianlang's eyes shine coldly, "Qingcheng, since you know me, Young Master Huanghua Temple, why don't you still be polite?"

Qingcheng laughed and his lips twitched, "Brother Tianlang, don't force others to do anything. After all, he is the great elder of the Holy Wood Clan. You will not salute to the young immortals in your Huanghua Temple, right?"

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

I am mocking myself for 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 and said, "Haha, Brother Tianlang, don't be so angry! I'm just joking with you, the young master of Huanghuaguan. You can't even afford to make such a joke, right?"

Shen Lang's face twitched slightly, thinking of making a joke about ni     ma    bi!

Anyway, with these elders of Huanghua Temple, Shen Lang sneered and sarcastically said, "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 imperial 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 you see him today, it turns out to be like this!"

"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 middle-stage elder of the three Gumu tribes was really angry and stepped forward to point at Shen Lang angrily, "The surname is Chen, the elder of the Qingcheng of our tribe has never said a harsh word to you. And you are just a puppet young master at the peak of the human immortals, and dare to insult me ​​the elder of the three Gumu tribes?" The special tenant, pretty Qianjin

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 of Qingcheng does not need to stop that fellow Taoist. That fellow Taoist was disabled insulting this 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 you scold me? I have the same kind of immortal cultivation and I have the nerve to call myself the young master. What's the case if you are not disabled? Don't think that the name of the young master of Huanghua Temple is great. This elder is the eldest disciple of the head of the Shengmu clan. If you, the young master of Huanghua Temple, 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 from 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."

Shen Lang said lightly.

"Young Master, no! Your cultivation is much inferior to this elder of the three tribes. There is no fairness in this duel!" Tian Lang frowned and hurriedly persuaded him.

[This chapter is over]
Chapter completed!