Chapter 3401

"Yes, little Lord, don't promise easily, lest you will be provoked by the other party!"

"Little Lord, don't listen to his nonsense."

"What kind of duel is this? It's too unfair!"

Several elders of Huanghua Temple tried to dissuade him.

Shen Lang waved his big hand and said, "this young master has his own decision. You don't need to say much. Just wait and see what happens."

The elders of the yellow flower temple looked at each other and remained silent.

"Alas

Sirius shook his head. Since Shen Lang insisted on doing so, they could not stop him.

Shen Lang is the young master of Huanghua temple, whose status is one level higher than the elder. Few people disobey his ideas.

Although Shen Lang had already hit the first place in the wind and cloud list last time, Liu Baimei, who was the top of the list, did not know whether there was any water in this achievement.

After all, the cultivation of shenlang Renxian is there, and the elders are not very confident about his strength. Besides, the monk who duels with him is the first disciple of the holy mark. If you think about it carefully, it seems that the situation of the little Lord is not good

In addition to Yinshi, Qingya and Jinwu, they are still quite optimistic about Shen Lang, but they have a little idea of watching the opera.

"Wow There was an uproar all around. A group of Dixian friars on the hillside of the cliff looked at Shen Lang with a trace of confusion and ridicule. They thought that the little master of Huanghua temple was really conceited and ignorant, and even dared to agree to fight with the mid-term Dixian monk resolution of the three ancient Mu tribes?

Seeing Shen Lang's promise so straightforward, the elders of Qingcheng and the other three ancient wood clans were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that the young master of the yellow flower temple was so brainless that he really dared to fight!

Qingcheng said in a hurry: "it's stated in advance that this duel was agreed by the young Lord of Huanghua temple. If something happens to your little Lord, we can't blame it."

Shen Lang humed: "since it's a duel, the young master is willing to take a gamble and admit defeat, and he won't complain. But if you, the elder of the three ancient Mu tribes, lose, you may have to enter the suspension bridge alone according to the bet

"I promise you!" Shengcang insisted that he couldn't lose to the scum of a man's immortal cultivation, unless he came out from the West.

"In that case, there's no need to say much nonsense. Let's get started." Shen Lang said impatiently.

Shengcang was so excited that he thought that it was time for him to establish his prestige for the three ancient wood clans!

Since ancient times, the three ancient Mu people have always been oppressed and bullied by Huanghua temple. If I can take this opportunity to get rid of the little master of Huanghua temple, my master will greatly praise me.

"Come and fight!"

Shengcang shouts with vigor and vitality, and immediately greets Shen Lang to come to an open space.

The monks in the crowd consciously let go of the distance.

The precipice and hillside are also tens of miles around. Although the duel site is a little narrow, it does not hinder the display of magic power.

Shen Lang and Sheng Cang occupy each side of the scene, and the atmosphere is somewhat dignified. None of the monks who were watching Shen Lang, many of them even felt that Shen Lang's IQ was worrying! Isn't it good to be a little master of Huanghua temple with a little tail? I have to fight with the mid-term masters of the three ancient wood clans. Now it is estimated that even their lives will be

.

Yellow flower audience elder, look at me and I'll see you. My face is not very good-looking. I can only pray that Shen Lang can show his divine power.

"Why don't you do it? We can't fight any more! " Shen Lang frowned and glared at shengcang.

"Your cultivation is weaker than my elder. If I do it first, I will let you do it first." Shengcang, with his hands on his back, assumed the posture of a senior master, and his tone was arrogant.

"What a trouble!"

Shen Lang was really impatient, and he snapped his finger: "pray for rain!"

All of a sudden, a large amount of black clouds gathered in the sky above the heavy waves.

"Sixth stage fairyland, GUI Shui long Lei!"

Shen Lang long hair, no wind automatic, right point to the sky.

"Roar!"

A huge black Thunder Dragon burst out of the black cloud, and dense black arc surged on the dragon body. Thunder Dragon high head roars, carrying the frightening thunder power and the cold light toward the holy sky to devour and go, the violent thunder sounds earth shaking!

"Hiss!"

Sheng Cang took a breath of cold, and his contemptuous and conceited expression just now disappeared. He was shocked to find that the magic power of Shen Lang was far beyond his imagination, which seemed to be hard to resist!

"The sixth stage fairyland, holy wood barrier!"

Shengcang did not dare to neglect, and quickly drew a cyan Dharma seal in front of him.

All of a sudden, there are thousands of blue lights, just like a blue sun rising slowly. The blue light spreads rapidly and turns into a huge amount of green thorns to block out the sky!

The blue thorns all over the sky are like giant boa constrictors climbing with each other, forming a huge blue wall, blocking in front of the holy Cang, trying to resist the black Thunder Dragon.

The next moment.

"BoomAn earth shaking burst sound came, the black Thunder Dragon hit the blue wall, a huge amount of black arc and cold light were rampant, and the blue wall in front of Saint Cang's body roared more than once.

A group of earth immortal friars, who were watching from afar, were terrified. They broke out defense barriers to resist the energy impact after the explosion of Guishui dragon mine.

"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"

All the energy of GUI Shuilong thunder burst on the blue wall, and countless green trees and brambles were blown up.

Sheng Cang's face turned red and tried to raise the defense of the holy wood barrier to the limit.

After the thunder roared away, the sacred wood barrier was also blown to pieces.

Shengcang retreated thousands of meters, which stabilized his body and took a breath of cold!

"Why How could it be? "

Sheng Cang roared out of his voice. He thought Shen Lang was a soft persimmon, but he never thought that Shen Lang's magic power could be so powerful!

If it is not for their own efforts to play defense magic, even may not be able to resist the Shen waves of this record of GUI water dragon thunder.

All the earth immortal friars were shocked, and the elders of the three ancient Mu tribes, such as Qingcheng, were stunned. The whole scene was strangely quiet.

When you reach the level of Dixian, you can know the depth with one blow.

They greatly underestimated Shen Lang's fighting power. The little master of Huanghua temple is so powerful!

All the elders of Huanghua Temple look shocked. It seems that all the rumors are true. The little Lord is really powerful. The mid-term monk's skill is really powerful!

"Damn it, let this boy show off again!"

Liu Baimei's heart was full of oaths.

"Sixth stage fairyland, double dragon thunder mantra!"

Before shengcang recovers from his fright, Shen Lang makes another attack.

Two huge thunder dragons burst out of the body, carrying the frightening power of thunder, toward the holy sky.

"The sixth stage of fairyland, green rainbow through the sun!"

In his astonishment, his eyes were bloodshot and he tried to make a blue Dharma seal in front of him.

He did not believe that he could not break the attack of the little Lord of the yellow flower temple.

"Bang All of a sudden, a vast green light came out of the seal, converging into a brilliant blue light column. Like a thick laser gun, it was shooting at the two thunder dragons.

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