Godly Dragon Guard

As the son of the Eagle King, Liu Baimei has been rebellious since he was a child. He relies on his talent to achieve extremely high levels of cultivation and is arrogant.

Shen Lang slapped him hard in the face!

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

Regardless of Shen Lang's identity, when Liu Baimei thought that he had actually lost to a piece of rubbish at the peak of human immortality, and still fell unconscious on Jianwu Ping in front of everyone, he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart no matter what!

Liu Baimei always held a grudge against Shen Lang, and thought that she would find an opportunity to take revenge this time!

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

"No gift!"

Shen Lang waved his hands repeatedly and asked straight to the point: "I wonder if any of the elders can explain what is going on here? Why do you want to stay here?"

The leading demon cultivator, a peak Earth Immortal with a wolf head, took a step forward, clasped his fists and said: "Back to you, young master, the suspension bridge directly in front of the cliff seems to lead to the depths of Pansi Cave, but the bridge is full of dangers. There was something wrong before. Young monks stepped onto this bridge, but all of them died mysteriously!"

"The reason why we are gathered here is to wait for more fellow monks from Huanghua Temple to arrive so that we can act together to avoid unnecessary casualties."

The top Earth Immortal demon cultivator who finished speaking was named Tianlang. He was one of the top three Earth Immortal elders in Huanghuaguan's combat power, and he was highly respected.

"I see."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then asked: "Elder Tianlang, you said that all the monks who stepped on this bridge died in mysterious circumstances. Do you know what dangers there are in this bridge?"

The peak elder named Tianlang shook his head and said: "We don't know what kind of threats there are on this bridge. The monks who stepped on this bridge before all made a weird and horrifying scream when they died. The sound lasted for a long time. I guess there may be many evil spirits lingering on the bridge, which will hurt the monks' lives!"

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

With the immortal magic of Yisheng Zhenjun, Shen Lang has no fear of any evil spirits.

Of course, although Shen Lang had this idea, he still didn't want to be the one who stood out. He planned to wait and see what happened first, to find out what kind of threats there might be in the suspension bridge in front of him.

Just when Shen Lang was thinking this, eight earthly immortal elders from the Gumu Tribe among the group of monks came over.

The green-haired strange man who was at the peak of Earth Immortal's cultivation looked at Shen Lang for a few times, and pretended to hold his fists: "I have heard that a new young master with great talent and strength has appeared in Huanghuaguan. I saw him today, and he is indeed very good." Same as usual!"

The name of the strange man who spoke was Qingcheng, and he was the great elder of the Shengmu Clan.

Sirius's eyes shone coldly: "Qingcheng, since you know me, the young master of Huanghua Temple, why are you still not polite?"

Qingcheng chuckled and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother Tianlang, don't force others to do anything. After all, I am the great elder of the Shengmu tribe. I won't salute a junior human immortal from your Huanghua Temple, right?"

The other seven elders of the Gumu Tribe all laughed out loud.

Shen Lang frowned. Qingcheng's words and the laughter of these elders of the three Gumu tribes sounded quite harsh. They were obviously mocking his lack of cultivation.

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

The faces of all Huanghuaguan elders except Liu Baimei immediately darkened. Huanghuaguan has always been at odds with the three Gumu clans. Although there is no big fight, the monks from both sides will inevitably dislike each other.

Qingcheng didn't dare to go too far, and laughed and said: "Haha, Brother Tianlang, don't be so angry! I'm just joking with you, the young master of Huanghuaguan, and I won't even make such a joke. You can’t even drive it, right?”

Shen Lang's face twitched slightly, wanting to make a joke about your paralysis!

Anyway, with the support of these Huanghuaguan elders, Shen Lang sneered and said sarcastically: "Elder Qingcheng is really good, and he has the nerve to speak rudely to a junior Shen. If you have the ability, you might as well say such words to the emperor's daughter. Hahaha, this young master has long heard that the elders of the three Gumu tribes are all a bunch of drunkards and ricebags, and when I saw them today, it turned out to be true!"

"you……"

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

The elders of the Gumu Tribe all had pale faces.

"Slip of the tongue! I was joking with Elder Qingcheng just now. Hahaha, Elder Qingcheng can't even make such a joke, right?"

Shen Lang's eyes were frivolous, and he deliberately imitated Qingcheng's words just now, making the other party blush with anger.

Listening to Shen Lang's sharp words, the elders of Huanghuaguan relaxed their brows and felt refreshed. They thought that Shen Lang's performance did not lose the face of the young master of Huanghuaguan.

After hearing Shen Lang's harsh sarcasm, a young and energetic middle-level Earth Immortal elder from the Gumu Tribe was really angry. He stepped forward and pointed at Shen Lang angrily: "The surnamed Shen, the Qingcheng elder of our clan is not right. You said something harsh. And you are just a puppet young master at the peak of human immortality, yet you dare to insult me, the elder of the Gumu Tribe?"

Qingcheng was worried that there would be a conflict, so he stretched out his hand to stop the young man in black robe, and said with a gloomy expression: "Forget it, Shengcang, don't make the matter a big deal!"

"This crippled young master of Huanghua Temple has gone too far!"

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

"That's enough, please stop saying a few words!" Qingcheng held back his resentment and scolded him sternly.

Shen Lang's face darkened and he sneered: "Elder Qingcheng, there is no need to stop that fellow Taoist. That fellow Taoist just insulted me as a cripple. I, the young master, can't pretend not to have heard this!"

Sheng Cang glared at Shen Lang and said disdainfully: "So what if I scold you? You are a mere immortal and you have the nerve to call yourself Young Master. If you are not a cripple, what are you? Don't think that the name of Young Master of Huanghuaguan is something great. This elder is the eldest disciple of the leader of the Shengmu Clan. If you, the young master of Huanghuaguan, are really capable, do you dare to duel with me?"

"You want to duel me?"

Upon hearing Sheng Cang's words, Shen Lang couldn't help but laugh.

"this……"

All the elders of Huanghua Temple looked at each other in disbelief.

The monks around the cliff and hillside were also attracted by Shengcang's shouts, and they all came closer to take a closer look.

"What, you don't dare?"

Sheng Cang glanced at Shen Lang and asked with contempt.

Shen Lang smiled indifferently and said: "Why don't you dare? A simple duel is not interesting anymore. I think it is better to do this. Whoever loses will enter this cliff suspension bridge to explore, and no monks from this sect can accompany them."

"Okay, this is what you said! All the monks here have heard it, don't go back on it!"

Sheng Cang's eyes lit up, and his proud expression seemed to have caught Shen Lang's hand.

"I am the young master of Huanghua Temple, so I naturally have no regrets."

Shen Lang said lightly.

"Young Master, no! Your cultivation is too far behind the elder of the Gumu Tribe. There is no fairness in this kind of duel!" Sirius frowned and hurriedly tried to dissuade him. (To be continued)