Chapter 3400

As the son of the king of eagles, Liu Baimei has been rebellious since she was a child. She has achieved great accomplishments by virtue of her talent and has nothing to do with it.

Shen Lang hit him hard in the face!

Liu Baimei can't believe that Shen Lang can break his spirit attack.

No matter what Shen Lang's identity is, Liu Baimei thought that she was defeated by the garbage of a fairy peak and fell unconscious in jianwuping under the public's eyes. He couldn't swallow this breath in his heart!

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

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

"Free!"

Shen Lang waved his hand repeatedly and asked directly: "I wonder which elder can explain what is the situation here? Why do you stay here? " The top demon of the earth immortal, who is the head of a wolf, took a step forward and said with a fist: "back to the little Lord, the suspension bridge directly in front of the cliff seems to lead to the depth of Pansi hole, but the bridge deck is in danger. Many monks have stepped into this bridge before, but all of them have died strangely! "

"The reason why we gathered here is to wait for more huanghuaguan and other monks to come, so as to act together and avoid unnecessary casualties."

The top demon cultivator of the immortals is named Sirius. He is the top three elder of the immortals in the battle force of Huanghua temple. He is highly respected.

"I see."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, and then asked, "elder Sirius, you said that all the monks who stepped into this bridge deck were killed. What's the danger of this bridge deck?" "We don't know what kind of threat exists on the bridge deck. The monks who had stepped into the bridge before made a strange and horrible scream when they fell down, which lasted for a long time. I guess there may be a lot of evil spirits on the bridge deck, which will hurt the lives of monks! "

If Shen Lang is so bright, he will have a huge advantage.

Shen Lang is not afraid of any evil spirit and soul by the magic of heaven and the holy and true king.

Of course, although Shen Lang has this idea, he still doesn't want to be the first bird. He was prepared to wait and see the changes and figure out what kind of threat might exist in the suspension bridge in front of him.

Just when Shen Lang thought about it, eight elders of the three ancient wood clans of the friars came over.

The first young man, who was at the top of the immortals, looked at Shen Lang and pretended to embrace his fists: "I heard that Huang Huaguan has a new talented and powerful young master. I can see it today. It's really extraordinary!"

The name of the strange man who spoke was Qingcheng, the elder of the holy wood family.

Sirius eyes put cold light: "Qingcheng, since you know my little master of Huanghua temple, why don't you salute?"

Qingcheng laughs and twitches at the corner of his mouth: "brother Sirius, don't try to be tough. After all, I'm the elder of the holy wood family. I'm not going to salute a young immortal from Huanghua temple, are you?"

The other seven elders of the three ancient wood clans all sneered.

Shen Lang frowned, and the words of Qingcheng and the laughter of the elders of the three ancient wood clans were harsh. The other side was obviously satirizing his lack of cultivation.

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

In addition to Liu Baimei, the faces of all the elders of Huanghua temple were immediately gloomy. Huanghua temple has always been at loggerheads with the three ancient wood families. Although there is no big fight in ordinary times, the monks of both sides will inevitably look down upon each other.

Qingcheng didn't dare to overdo it. He laughed and said, "ha ha, don't be so angry, brother Sirius! I'm just joking with you, the little master of Huanghua temple. I can't afford to joke about it, can I

Shen Lang's face twitches slightly, and his heart wants to play a joke on your paralysis! Anyway, with the support of the elders of Huanghua temple, Shen Lang sneered and said: "elder Qingcheng is really good at it. It's also good to say something bad to one of Shen's younger generation. If you want to have the ability, you may as well say such words to the imperial daughter. Ha ha ha ha,

I have heard that the elders of the three ancient wood clans are a group of breadbaskets for a long time. I see you today, and it is so! "

"You..."

As soon as this word came out, Qingcheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and those who were angry could not speak.

Several elders of the three ancient wood clans were all livid.

"A slip of the tongue! I was just joking with elder Qingcheng. Ha ha ha, elder Qingcheng can't even play this joke, can you

Shen Lang's eyes were frivolous, and he deliberately learned the words of Qingcheng just now. His anger was red to his ears.

Listening to Shen Lang's sharp words, all the elders of Huanghua Temple brows stretch out and feel refreshed, thinking that Shen Lang's performance will not lose the face of the young master of Huanghua temple. After listening to the harsh sarcasm of Shen Lang, a young and vigorous middle-aged immortal of the three ancient wood clans was angry. He pointed to Shen Lang angrily: "the elder of Qingcheng, surnamed Shen, didn't say a word to you. And you are just a puppet leader of the peak of human beings and immortals. How dare you insult the elders of the three ancient wood clans? "

Worried about the conflict, Qingcheng reached out and stopped the young man in black robe. His face was gloomy and he said: "forget the saint, don't make a big deal!"

"It's too much for the disabled young masters of Huanghua temple!"

The elder of the holy wood family, named shengcang, was still a little unconvinced and shouted angrily.

"That's enough. Give me two words less!" Qingcheng, holding a stomach full of resentment and fire, shouted loudly.

Shen Lang's face sank and sneered: "elder Qingcheng doesn't have to stop that Taoist friend. That Taoist friend just insulted me that I am disabled. I can't pretend that I didn't hear that!" Saint Cang's eyes stared at Shen Lang and said scornfully, "how about scolding? It's better to call yourself the little Lord. What are you? Don't think that the name of the young master of Huanghua temple is great. I'm the eldest disciple of the head of Shengmu clan. If you really have a seed, dare you duel with me? "

"You're going to fight me?"

Hearing the words of the holy heaven, Shen Lang could not help laughing.

"Here..."

All the elders of Huanghua Temple looked at each other.

The friars around the cliff hillside were also attracted by the clamor of the holy heaven, and they came to have a look.

"Why, don't you dare?"

The holy Cang glanced at his eyes and asked with contempt.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "why not? It's just that the simple duel is not interesting. I think it's better. Whoever loses will enter this cliff suspension bridge to have a look, and we can't have our monks with us. "

"Well, that's what you said! All the monks at the scene are listening. Don't repent! "

Saint Cang's eyes are pure, and his proud expression is like grasping the handle of Shen Lang.

"I'm the young master of Huanghua temple, so I don't regret it."

Shen Lang said it lightly. "Don't be the little Lord! There are too many elders of the three ancient wood clans in your cultivation. There is no justice in this duel! " Sirius frowned and hurriedly dissuaded.