Godly Dragon Guard

As the son of the Eagle King, Liu Baimei has been rebellious since he was a child.

Shen Lang hit him hard in the face!

Even now Liu Baimei couldn't believe that Shen Lang was able to break his spirit attack.

Regardless of Shen Lang's status, Liu Baimei thought that he had lost to the **** of a fairy pinnacle, and fell into a coma in Jianwuping under the eyes of everyone. He couldn't swallow the breath in his heart anyway!

Liu Baimei has always held a grudge against Shen Lang, thinking that this time he will find a chance to take revenge!

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

"Free gift!"

Shen Lang waved his hand again and again, and asked straightforwardly: "I don't know which elder can explain, what is the situation here? Why are you staying here?" A wolf-headed man of Earth Immortal Peak Demon Cultivator stepped forward. , Clasped a fist and said: "Back to the young master, the suspension bridge right in front of this cliff seems to lead to the depths of Pansi Cave, but the bridge is perilous. Many monks stepped into this bridge before, but nothing

They all died bizarrely! "

"The reason why I am waiting here is to wait for more Huanghuaguan fellow monks to come, so that we can act together and avoid unnecessary casualties."

The name of the Earth Immortal Peak Demon Cultivator that was finished was called Sirius, and he was the top three elders of the Earth Immortal in Huanghua's ability to watch battles.

"That's it."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then asked: "Elder Sirius, you said that all the monks who stepped onto this bridge were killed in a strange way. Do you know what is the danger of this bridge?" The elder of Earth Immortal Peak named Sirius shook his head and said: "I didn't know what kind of threats existed on this bridge. The monks who stepped on this bridge before made a weird scream when they fell, and it lasted for a long time. I guess

Measure, there may be many evil spirits wandering on the bridge, which will harm the life of the monk! "

Shen Lang's eyes lit up, and if that's the case, he would have a huge advantage.

Shen Lang is not afraid of any evil spirits and resentments by virtue of the curse of the Heavenly Immortal Technique Yisheng Zhenjun.

Of course, even though Shen Lang had this idea, he still didn't want to be this early bird. He was going to watch the changes first and figure out what kind of threats might exist in the suspension bridge in front of him.

Just when Shen Lang thought so, eight elders from the ancient wood tribe in the monk group came over.

Leading a green-haired monster man with a cultivation base at the pinnacle of the earth immortal looked at Shen Lang a few times, and pretended to clasp his fists: "I heard that Huang Huaguan has a new young master with powerful talents. I saw it today. Same as usual!"

The name of the strange man who was speaking was Qingcheng, the great elder of the Shengmu clan.

Sirius' eyes flashed coldly: "Qingcheng, since you know my Young Master Huang Huaguan, why don't you bow to salute?"

Qingcheng chuckled, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Brother Sirius, don't want to be difficult. After all, he is the great elder of the Holy Mu clan, so he won't be able to salute a junior of you Huanghuaguan, right?"

The other seven elders of the ancient wood tribe laughed out loud.

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

"Qingcheng, you better be polite!" Sirius stared at Qingcheng fiercely, his eyes full of warnings.

Except for Liu Baimei, all Elder Huang Huaguan's expressions also became gloomy. Huang Huaguan has always been at odds with the ancient wood tribe. Although there is no big fight, the monks on both sides will inevitably dislike each other.

Qingcheng didn't dare to be too aggressive, he laughed and said, "Haha, Sir Sirius, don't be so angry! I'm just joking with you, the young master of Huanghuaguan, and I will not even make a joke. Can't even drive it?"

Shen Lang's face twitched slightly, thinking about making a joke about your paralysis! Anyway, with these elders Huang Huaguan backing up, Shen Lang sneered and sneered: "Elder Qingcheng is really good, and I am embarrassed to speak badly to a certain junior in Shen. If you have the ability, you might as well try to say such things to the emperor. Hahaha,

This young master has long heard that the elders of the ancient wood tribe are a group of wine pouches and rice bags. Seeing it today, it really is! "

"you……"

As soon as he said this, Qingcheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he couldn't speak with anger.

The elders of the three tribes of Gumu also all had pale expressions.

"A slip of the tongue! This young master also made a joke with Elder Qingcheng just now, hahaha, elder Qingcheng wouldn't even be able to make this joke, right?"

With frivolous eyebrows, Shen Lang deliberately learned what Qingcheng said just now, and the opposite party was red with anger.

Listening to Shen Lang's sharp words, the elders of Huanghuaguan stretched their brows and felt refreshed, thinking that Shen Lang's performance did not lose the face of Huanghuaguan young master. After listening to Shen Lang's harsh sarcasm, a young and energetic mid-term elder of the Earth Immortal among the three tribes of Gumu was really angry. He stepped forward and pointed at Shen Lang angrily: "The surname is Shen, my Qingcheng elder is not right. You said a heavy word. But you are only one

The young puppet master of the pinnacle of human immortality, dare to insult the elders of my ancient wood tribe? "

Qingcheng was worried that there would be a conflict, and reached out his hand to stop the black-robed young man with a gloomy expression: "Forget the Holy Cang, don't worry about making things worse!"

"It's too much for the disabled young master of Huang Huaguan!"

The elder of the Shengmu clan named Shengcang was still a little unconvinced, and shouted angrily.

"Enough, you say a few words for me!" Qingcheng suffocated the resentment, and sternly reprimanded.

Shen Lang's face sank, and he sneered: "Elder Qingcheng doesn't need to stop that fellow Daoist. The fellow Daoist just insulted this young master as crippled. You can't pretend that you didn't hear this sentence!" 　　 Sheng Cang eyes He stared at Shen Lang, and said contemptuously: "What about scolding? A mere immortal cultivation base is embarrassed to claim to be the young master. What are you if you are not disabled? Don't think that the name of the young master Huang Huaguan is great. Patriarch of the holy wood

My big disciple, if you, Young Master Huang Huaguan, are really kind, dare you dare to fight me? "

"Are you going to fight me?"

Upon hearing Shengcang's words, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing.

"This……"

The elders of Huanghuaguan looked at each other.

The monks around the cliff and hillside were also attracted by the scream of the holy Cang, and they came close to see what happened.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Sheng Cang glanced at Shen Lang, and asked with contempt.

Shen Lang smiled indifferently: "Why don't you dare? It's just a simple duel that is boring, I don't think so, whoever loses, enter this cliff suspension bridge to explore, and you must not be accompanied by the monks of this sect."

"Okay, that's what you said! All the cultivators at the scene are listening, don't regret it!"

Sheng Cang's eyes were lightened, and the triumphant expression seemed to have grasped Shen Lang's handle.

"My son is the young master of Huang Huaguan, so naturally he doesn't regret it."

Shen Lang said lightly.　　 "You can't be the young master! You have too many elders of the ancient wood tribe, this kind of duel is not fair at all!" Sirius frowned and hurriedly dissuaded him.