Chapter 3404: Death of the Holy Cang

A trace of fear rose in Qingcheng's heart. Although he didn't want to admit it, the strength of Sirius was indeed extraordinary.
He didn't want to provoke this guy as a last resort.
"Elder Sirius doesn't need to be like this. You don't need to fight for this little thing."
Shen Lang also stood up and stopped Sirius. He glanced at Qingcheng and said with a sneer: "This young master can spare Saint Cang this waste, but the previous bet still has to be fulfilled."
"According to the previous agreement, whoever loses will enter this suspension bridge to explore." Shen Lang added.
"This……"
Qingcheng's complexion was a bit ugly.
The elders of the three tribes of Gumu, look at me and I look at you, their faces are embarrassing.　　 The cliff suspension bridge in front of me is too dangerous. I don't know how many monks who entered this suspension bridge without authorization have died. The reason why the monks of the ancient wood tribes gather here is to gather enough manpower and prepare to enter the suspension bridge together to explore
actually.
Let Shengcang break into the bridge alone, 80% of them are dead or alive.
The monks onlookers were in a hustle and bustle, as if they were watching a play.
This time they finally saw the abilities of this young master Huang Huaguan. The opponent was not only superb, but also extremely clever, worthy of the descendants of the former Hundred Eyes Demon Lord.
People with discerning eyes can naturally see that from the very beginning, Shen Lang was considered to be in the Holy Cang, using his arrogant arrogance to dig a hole for him and let him jump in. Shen Lang sneered, and continued to sneer with words: "Holy Cang, since this Young Master spares you for not dying, then you should also be willing to bet! The big disciple of the dignified patriarch of the Sacred Mu clan, he doesn't even have this courage, right? If you don’t fulfill your bet today
About, this matter will spread out in the future, I am afraid it will be detrimental to the reputation of the holy fellow daoist, so maybe someone behind you is calling you a timid trash! "
Shen Lang utterly wasteful words, the Holy Cang unbearably humiliated, gritted his teeth and said: "Come on!"
After that, Sheng Cang got up and prepared to rush into the cliff suspension bridge ahead.
"Wait!"
Qingcheng stopped Sheng Cang, his expression extremely solemn.
"Elder, don't stop me, Saint Cang doesn't want to bear such an infamy!"
Saint Cang looked excited, his whole body was trembling, he didn't want to stay here for a moment to see the faces of the monks.
Sirius looked murderous and shouted angrily: "Qingcheng, this is our young master's bottom line. If you still don't let this holy wood clan elder fulfill the gambling agreement, today I will never die with you!"
"Yes, the duel was originally proposed by the Holy Cang. Our young master has already mercifully spared his life. Would you not let him obediently fulfill the bet?"
"The elders of the three tribes of ancient woods are so powerful, it is really shameful!"
The elder Huang Hua audience also yelled, his face full of contempt. The muscles on Qingcheng's face bounced a few times. Now that he can't get off the stage anymore, he had to turn over his hands and take out a glazed orb, hand it to Sheng Cang, and exhorted: "Holy Cang, this treasure name It is the "Wuxi Luguangzhu", it is the best god
Soul defense class fairy weapon. Take it with you. This pearl can withstand the attacks of the souls. If you encounter danger on the bridge, this treasure may be able to protect you well. "
"Thank you, Great Elder!" 　　 Sheng Cang repeatedly thanked him, quickly put the orb on his neck, took out a blue jade medal from the storage bag, and handed it to Qingcheng, saying: "Great elder, this is my destiny. Soul card. If I really die on this bridge, you can also
Know the news all at once. "　　"Don't say frustrating words, if you can pass this bridge safely, you will be able to get earth vein resources for the first time! My ancient wood tribe will gain a huge advantage. At that time, this elder will definitely give you a few words in front of the stigmata chief, to ensure that the stigmata
Chang will not punish you for losing to Shen Lang. "
Even though he said so, Qingcheng still collected Shengcang's natal soul card.
"Thank you Grand Elder!" Sheng Cang's eyes beamed.
Having said that, Sheng Cang came to the cliff suspension bridge and clasped his fists towards the elders of the ancient wood tribe behind: "Holy Cang takes a step first, and when I reach the other side of the suspension bridge, I will send a notice to the elders!"
Seeing Shengcang's awe-inspiring look, this buddy seemed quite confident.
Although there were several cultivators who died on the suspension bridge before, most of them were early cultivators.
Holy Cang doesn't believe in this evil anymore, what danger can a suspension bridge be?
After bidding farewell to the elders of the ancient wood tribe, Sheng Cang rushed into the suspension bridge under the eyes of everyone.
The crowds were crowded on the edge of the cliff, and all the monks watched the holy Cang drift away.
Shen Lang also stood on the edge of the cliff and opened the eyes of the holy demon to observe.
This cliff suspension bridge is filled with extremely thick cyan fog, which can block the prying supernatural powers such as divine consciousness and pupil technique.
The Holy Cang traveled extremely fast, and soon disappeared from Shen Lang's sight.
"what!!!"
However, not long before, a scream like a ghost crying and wolf howling suddenly came from the blue mist deep in the suspension bridge.
The screams were extremely frightening, and the cultivators on the edge of the cliff felt hairy.
Qingcheng's heart was stunned, and he hurriedly took out Sheng Cang's life and soul card from his sleeve.
"Buzzing!"
I saw Shengcang's natal soul card trembling rapidly, and finally with a "pop", it broke directly and turned into powder.
"Holy Cang is dead!"
The face of Qingcheng is like earthy road.
The elders of the ancient wood tribe, look at me and I look at you, all of them look scared.
In less than three minutes, the Holy Cang had already died. One can imagine how dangerous the bridge is...
The monks onlookers also looked horrified, and even more dare not step into the suspension bridge easily.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes. When the Holy Cang was killed, he didn't feel any movement from the bridge deck, and basically ruled out the possibility of encountering a physical attack.
From this point of view, there seems to be some evil thing on the bridge that will invade the monk's soul.
If it was an evil thing, Shen Lang could deal with it.
Taking a deep breath, Shen Lang coldly said to Sirius: "Elder Sirius, I'll leave it to you here. The young master wants to go deep into this suspension bridge!"
"what?"
Sirius gasped in shock and almost thought he had auditory hallucinations.
Hearing Shen Lang's words was shocking, all the monks exploded.
"Young Master, you are crazy! This bridge is so dangerous, how can you go to die alone?"
"Young Master, that Holy Cang is already a lesson from the past, you must not move this kind of thought."
"Yes, young master, let's wait and act together later!"
The elders of Huang Huaguan were also taken aback, and they discouraged.
Shen Lang waved his hand and said: "The young master has his own measure! I can protect myself by acting alone. If you follow me, you will die."
"This……"
The elders looked at each other and were speechless.
There was a commotion among the cultivators. They just changed their attitude towards the young master Huang Huaguan. They didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant. Is this going to take the initiative in the footsteps of the holy?　　 Shen Lang did not tell lies, he can cast the Heavenly Immortal Technique Yi Shengzhenjun curse, and he has the power to protect himself. These elders of Huanghuaguan followed themselves, but they would be restrained, and it was difficult for them to take into account the thoroughness of these elders of Huanghuaguan.