There is a trace of fear rising in Qingcheng's heart. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the strength of Sirius is indeed very important.

He didn't want to provoke this guy until he had to.

"Elder Sirius doesn't have to be like this. You don't have to fight about this little thing."

Shen Lang also stood up to stop Sirius. He glanced at Qingcheng and sneered, "I can spare the holy God, but the previous bet is still to be fulfilled."

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

"Here..."

Qingcheng looks ugly.

Look at me and I will look at you, the elders of the three ancient wood clans. Their faces are ugly. At present, the cliff suspension bridge is too dangerous. I don't know how many monks who entered the suspension bridge without permission died. The reason why the friars of the three ancient Mu ethnic groups gathered here is to gather enough people and prepare to enter the suspension bridge together to explore.

Let shengcang break into the bridge alone, and there is no life or death.

All the monks in the audience were bustling and bustling, as if they had put on a posture of watching a play.

This time, they finally realized the skills of the young master of Huanghua temple. The other side is not only superior in strength, but also extremely smart. They are worthy of being the descendants of the former hundred eyes demon king.

The discerning man can see that, in fact, from the beginning, Shen Lang even counted on the holy Cang, using the arrogance of the holy Cang to dig a hole for him and let him jump in. Shen Lang sneers and continues to sneer: "holy Cang, since the young Lord spared you from death, you should also be willing to give in! The eldest disciple of the leader of the holy wood clan, is he not afraid of this? If you don't fulfill your gambling agreement today, it will spread in the future. I'm afraid that it will be bad for the reputation of the saints and Taoist friends. I'm sure that no one behind you will scold you as a cowardly waste! "

Shen Lang said, "come on, come on!"

After that, Saint Cang got up to rush into the cliff suspension bridge ahead.

"Wait!"

The green city stopped the saint, with a dignified face.

"Elder, don't stop me, Saint Cang won't bear this kind of curse!"

Saint Cang was excited and trembled. He didn't want to stay here for a moment to see the monks' faces.

Wolf's eyes were full of murders, and he shouted angrily: "Qingcheng, this is the bottom line of our little Lord. If you don't let the elder of the holy wood family fulfill his gambling agreement, I will not die with you today! "

"Yes, the duel was originally proposed by the holy God. Our young Lord has mercifully spared his life. Don't you let him fulfill his gambling agreement?"

"It's a shame that the elders of the three ancient Mu ethnic groups are so generous!"

Yellow flower audience elder also followed to shout to rise, full face disdain color. The muscles on Qingcheng's face beat a few times. Now, how could he not get down? He had to turn over his hands and take out a glass colored pearl and give it to shengcang. He asked: "shengcang, this treasure is called" no dirt, no light pearl ". It's a kind of immortal weapon of soul defense. Take it with you. This pearl can resist the attack of spirits. If you are in danger on the bridge, this treasure may protect you well. "

"Thank you very much, elder!" The holy God thanked him repeatedly, and quickly put the jewel on his neck. He took out a blue jade card from the storage bag and handed it to Qingcheng, saying, "elder, this is my life soul card. If I really die on this bridge, you can also know the news at a time. " "Don't be discouraged. If you can pass this bridge safely, you can also get the earth resources at the first time! The three ancient Mu clans will have a huge advantage. At that time, I will make a good speech for you in front of the leader of Shengxian clan, and make sure that the leader of Shengxian clan will not punish you for your defeat to the waves. "

Although the mouth says so, the green city still collects the original life soul card of the holy heaven.

"Thank you very much, elder!" The eyes of saints shine.

After saying that, Saint Cang came to the cliff suspension bridge and said with a fist to the elders of the three ancient wood clans in the rear: "Saint Cang will go first. When I arrive at the opposite side of the suspension bridge, I will send a notice to the elders!"

Looking at the awe inspiring look of the holy man, this man seems to have confidence.

Although there were several monks who died on the suspension bridge, most of them were early monks.

Holy heaven doesn't believe in this evil. What's the danger of a suspension bridge?

After saying goodbye to the elders of the three ancient wood clans, Saint Cang rushed into the suspension bridge in full view of the public.

On the edge of the cliff, there were many people, and all the friars were together to send the saints away.

Shen Lang also stood on the edge of the cliff and opened the eyes of the holy devil to observe.

This cliff suspension bridge is located in, filled with a very thick blue fog, which can block the divinity and the peeping magic like pupil.

The saint Cang was traveling very fast, and soon disappeared in the sight of the waves.

"Ah!!!"

However, before long, there was a scream like a ghost crying and howling in the blue fog deep in the suspension bridge.

The scream was so terrible that all the friars at the edge of the cliff were very sad.

The spirit of Qingcheng is very fierce. He quickly takes out the holy life soul card from his sleeve.

"Buzz!"

I saw the original life and soul card of the holy heaven vibrate rapidly. Finally, with a sound of "pa", it broke directly and turned into powder.

"The Holy One is dead!"

The green city looks like the earth.

Look at me, the elders of the three ancient wood clans, and I'll look at you. They all look frightened.

In less than three minutes, the holy one has already gone. You can imagine how dangerous the bridge is

All the monks around were shocked, even more afraid to step into the suspension bridge.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk. When Shen Cang was killed, he didn't feel any movement coming from the bridge. He basically ruled out the possibility of physical attack.

According to this view, there seems to be some evil things on the bridge deck that will damage the spirit of monks.

If it's evil, there's a way to deal with it.

Take a deep breath. Shen Lang says to Sirius coldly, "elder Sirius, I'll give it to you. I want to go into the depth of the drawbridge!"

"What?"

Sirius breathed a cold breath and almost thought he had a hallucination.

Hearing the astonishing words of Shen Lang, all the friars in the hall burst into flames.

"Little Lord, you are crazy! This bridge is so dangerous, how can we die alone? "

"Little Lord, the holy God has been a forerunner. Don't think about it."

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

All the elders of Huanghua temple were frightened and dissuaded one after another.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said, "I have my own discretion! If you follow me, you will die. "

"Here..."

All the elders looked at each other, but they were speechless.

There was a commotion among the monks. They had just changed their attitude towards the young master of Huanghua temple. Unexpectedly, they were so arrogant. This was to take the initiative to follow the saints' footsteps? Shen Lang doesn't lie. He can cast the immortal skill, Yisheng and Zhenjun mantra. He has the power to protect himself. These elders of Huanghua Temple follow themselves, but they will tie their hands and feet, and it's difficult to take into account the integrity of these elders.