A hint of fear arose in Qingcheng's heart. Although he didn't want to admit it, Tianlang's strength was indeed extraordinary.

He was unwilling to provoke this guy unless he had no choice.

"The Elder of the Sky Wolf doesn't have to do this. You don't need to make a big fight for this little thing."

Shen Lang also stood up and stopped Tianlang. He glanced at Qingcheng and sneered: "I can spare Sheng Cang, this trash, but the previous bets still have to be fulfilled."

"According to the previous agreement, whoever loses will enter the suspension bridge to explore." Shen Lang added.

"this……"

Qingcheng's face looked a little ugly.

Several elders of the three ancient wood tribes looked at me and I looked at you, looking at you with a look of dismay.

The cliff suspension bridge in front of me is too dangerous, and I don’t know how many monks who entered the suspension bridge without authorization died. The reason why monks from the three tribes of ancient wood gathered here was to gather enough people to prepare to enter the suspension bridge together to find out.

If Shengcang breaks into the bridge alone, 80% will die and not live.

The monks onlookers were bustling with each other, as if they were watching the show.

This time they finally saw the skills of this young master Huanghuaguan. The other party is not only superb, but also extremely smart. He is worthy of being the descendant of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord in the past.

A discerning person can naturally see that from the beginning, Shen Lang plotted against Sheng Cang and used Sheng Cang's arrogance to dig a hole for him and let him jump in by himself.

Shen Lang sneered and continued to sarcastically sarcastically: "Sheng Cang, since I am spared you for not dying, you should be willing to accept the loss! The eldest disciple of the head of the Holy Wood Clan will not even have this courage, right? If you do not fulfill the bet today, this matter will spread in the future. I am afraid it will be unfavorable to the reputation of fellow Taoist Sheng Cang. Someone behind you will be scolded as a timid waste!"

Shen Lang said something trash, Sheng Cang couldn't bear the humiliation and gritted his teeth and said, "Come on!"

After saying that, Shengcang got up and prepared to rush into the cliff suspension bridge ahead.

"Slow down!"

Qingcheng stopped Shengcang and his face was extremely solemn.

"Great Elder, don't stop me, Sheng Cang doesn't want to bear such a bad reputation!"

Sheng Cang looked excited and his whole body was trembling. He didn't want to stay here for a moment to see the faces of the monks.

Tianlang's eyes were full of murderous intent and shouted angrily: "Qingcheng, this is the bottom line of our young master. If you don't let the elder of the Holy Wood Clan fulfill the bet, I will never stop with you today!"

"Yes, the duel was proposed by Sheng Cang. Our young master has already spared his life with great mercy. Why don't you let him fulfill the bet obediently?"

"The elders of the three tribes of Gumu are so ridiculous!"

The elder of the Huanghua audience also started to scream, with contempt on his face.

Qingcheng's muscles pounded a few times. Now that things are happening, he can no longer get off the stage. He has to turn his hands and take out a glass-colored bead and hand it to Sheng Cang, and instruct: "Sheng Cang, this treasure is called "The Unreal Glazed Bead", which is a top-quality magical soul defense immortal weapon. You can carry it with you. This bead can withstand the attack of the soul. If you encounter danger on the bridge, this treasure may protect you."

"Thank you, the elder!"

Sheng Cang thanked repeatedly, quickly put the bead on his neck, took out a green jade plaque from the storage bag, handed it to Qingcheng, and said, "Great Elder, this is my natal soul card. If I really die on this bridge deck, you can also know the news as soon as possible."

"Don't say discouraged words. If you can pass this bridge safely, you will be able to obtain the earth vein resources as soon as possible! My three ancient wood tribes will gain a huge advantage. At that time, this elder will definitely say a few good words to you in front of the Holy Seth Clan leader to ensure that the Holy Seth Clan leader will not punish you for your defeat to Shen Lang."

Even though he said this, Qingcheng still put away Sheng Cang's natal soul card.

"Thank you, the elder!" Sheng Cang's eyes shone.

After saying that, Sheng Cang came to the cliff suspension bridge, clasped his fists at the elders of the three tribes of the Gumu tribe behind and said, "Sheng Cang took a step first, and after I arrived opposite the suspension bridge, I would like to send a notice to all the elders!"

Looking at Sheng Cang's awesome look, this guy seemed to be quite confident.

Although several earth immortal cultivators died on the suspension bridge before, most of them were early-stage earth immortal cultivators.

Shengcang doesn’t believe in this evil anymore. What danger can a mere suspension bridge have?

After saying goodbye to the elders of the three tribes of Gumu, Shengcang rushed into the suspension bridge in full view of everyone.

There were crowds of people on the edge of the cliff, and the monks watched Sheng Cang go further and further away.

Shen Lang also stood by the cliff, opened the holy demon's eyes and observed.

This cliff suspension bridge is filled with extremely thick blue mist, which can block the spy magical powers such as spiritual consciousness and pupil technique.

Sheng Cang passed through extremely fast and soon disappeared from Shen Lang's sight.

"ah!!!"

However, not long after, a scream like a ghost crying and howling came from the blue mist deep in the suspension bridge.

The screams were extremely terrifying, and the monks on the edge of the cliff felt a sense of trembling.

Qingcheng was so heartbroken that he hurriedly took out Sheng Cang's natal soul card from his sleeve.

“Buzz!”

Sheng Cang's natal soul card trembled rapidly, and finally with a "pop", it directly shattered and turned into powder.

"Sheng Cang is dead!"

Qingcheng's face is as beautiful as earth.

The elders of the three ancient wood tribes looked at me and I looked at you, and they all looked frightened.

In less than three minutes, Sheng Cang was already dead. It is conceivable how dangerous this bridge is...

The monks onlookers were also shocked and even more afraid to step into the suspension bridge easily.

Shen Lang's eyes shrank. When Sheng Cang was killed, he did not feel any movement coming from the bridge deck, and basically ruled out the possibility of physical attacks.

From this point of view, it seems that there is really some evil thing on the bridge deck that will invade the soul of the monk.

If it was an evil thing, Shen Lang would have a way to deal with it.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Lang said to Tianlang coldly: "Elder Tianlang, I'll leave it to you here. I want to enter the depths of this suspension bridge to explore!"

"What?"

Tianlang was so shocked that he took a breath of cold air and almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.

Hearing Shen Lang's words shocking, all the monks in the audience were in an uproar.

"Young Master, you are crazy! This bridge is so dangerous, how can you go to die alone?"

"Young Master, that Sheng Cang is already a lesson in the past. Don't have this idea."

"Yes, young master, let's wait and act together!"

The elders of Huanghua Temple were also shocked and dissuaded.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said, "I am a good judge! I can protect myself if I act alone. If you follow me, you will die."

"this……"

The elders looked at each other, all speechless.

The monks in the audience were in a commotion. They had just changed their attitude towards the young master of Huanghuaguan. Unexpectedly, the other party was so arrogant. Is he going to take the initiative to follow Sheng Cang's footsteps?
Chapter completed!