"Haha, are you Donglin people greedy for life and afraid of death to this extent? You are also embarrassed to let a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk come on stage!" The old demon Fengyue sneered sarcastically.

"It would be better to admit defeat if you are so afraid of going to fight. Wouldn't it be more pleasant to come?" Xuanyuan Hong said.

Wang Wenshan had no expression on his face and did not say a word. The other two late-stage Nascent Soul monks who were heading to the east were also silent.

The army of monks in Donglin looked at me and looked at you, and they all looked embarrassed and their morale was greatly reduced. They also didn't understand why the senior officials sent out a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk to deal with Zhang Daoling, and they had never heard of this young man.

Zhang Daoling is very famous and is the leader of Yunjian North Land. Since he has gone to fight, Wang Wenshan should also go to fight.

But I didn’t expect that the Donglin Army actually asked an unknown mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to come out to deal with Zhang Daoling. Isn’t it really wrong?

This decision will indeed disrupt the morale of the army. Some Donglin monks even thought that Wang Wenshan was afraid to play?

Zhang Daoling glanced at the young man and said as usual: "This fellow Taoist is very unfamiliar. Can you report your name?"

"The one who sent you back to the West!"

The young man roared dullly, and his whole person turned into a sharp arrow and rushed towards Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling raised the whisk in his hand, pinched the gesture with one hand, and murmured and said, "Five Thunder Spells!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Daoling used the whisk in his hand to swing an amazing spell.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

Five thunders of different colors were like thick laser cannons. Each thunderstorm was as thick as a bowl, carrying terrifying power, and directly rushed towards the dull young man who was rushing towards him.

This was the first time Shen Lang saw Zhang Daoling take action, and he couldn't help but feel shocked. Any magic trick can have such great power. He is really a master!

It is said that all the spells Zhang Daoling created were created by him, and even Shen Lang could not imagine them.

When the Five Thunder Spell was about to hit the young man, the young man opened his mouth and exuded a strong stench of corpse.

"drink!"

Suddenly, a large number of cyan light bullets spewed out of the young man's mouth, which was extremely dazzling.

"Bang bang bang!"

The power of each light bullet is equivalent to the full attack of the early stage of the Nascent Soul monk. At first glance, it does not pose any threat to the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator. However, with so many light bullets superimposed, even the late stage of the Nascent Soul monks dare not take it head-on.

"It's the Sky Fire Thunder Pearl!"

The old demon Fengyue felt a stern in his heart and almost exclaimed. Donglin people could actually refine such a killing weapon!

The faces of the Nascent Soul cultivators in front of the North Land Formation all changed.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and heard about the Heavenly Fire Thunder Pearl, which was one of the very few consumed treasures in this world that can severely damage the Nascent Soul cultivators.

This thing is equivalent to a grenade, which is similar to a one-time attack talisman, but it is much more powerful than the latter.

The materials for refining the Tianhuo Thunder Bead are extremely harsh and the process is very complicated. It is more difficult to refine a Tianhuo Thunder Bead than refining the natal magic weapon.

Therefore, almost no Nascent Soul cultivator would think of refining this thing, which would take time and effort to waste money, and the power of a Heavenly Fire Thunder Pearl is equivalent to the full blown attack of the early Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if you can refine one or two Heavenly Fire Thunder Beads, it will not be very attractive to Nascent Soul cultivators.

But at first glance, there were at least seventeen or eighteen Sky Fire Thunder Beads sprayed out from the young man's mouth, which was too exaggerated!

"Boom!"

A large number of light bullets hit the Five Thunder Spell, and the dense explosion sounded across the sky.

A scorching wind swept around, and the Nascent Soul cultivators in front of both sides released spiritual shields to defend against the impact of the explosion's power.

Although the Five Thunder Spell Technique was powerful, it was still defeated by a large number of Heavenly Fire Thunder Beads. Even after the thunder bead exploded, half of its power was bombarded directly towards Zhang Daoling himself.

Zhang Daoling's face darkened, and he shook the whisk in his hand. His white hair flew with the wind, biting his fingertips, and quickly drew a mysterious magic trick in front of him.

"The Supreme Master's Mantra!"

Zhang Daoling finally cast his strongest spell.

The five elements of five violent energy attacks, carrying unparalleled power, bombarded the youth.

The young man's face was stiff, not afraid of the Taishang Zhengyi spell that was attacking. His whole person turned into a stream of light arrows and rushed towards Zhang Daoling. He looked in front of him and was about to be swallowed by the Taishang Zhengyi spell.

"Zhang Daoling, die!"

The dull young man made a hoarse and low roar, and his body suddenly bulged into a ball, trembling sharply.

"No, it's self-destruction!" The old demon Fengyue was shocked.

The shouts just fell.

"boom!!!"

A shocking sound was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, shaking people's eardrums.

The dull young man actually exploded his body directly!

What is even more incredible is that there are more than fifty Sky Fire Thunder Beads hidden in his belly! The moment he self-destructed, a large number of Sky Fire Thunder Beads were detonated. This power is terrifying and indescribable!

I saw that the bloodshots in the sky after the self-destruction, coupled with the green light released by a large number of Heavenly Fire Thunder Pearls, hit the spell of Taishang Zheng like a huge wave, swallowing Zhang Daoling in!

"Boom!!!"

This attack even changed the color of the world! The terrifying power rolled around like the roaring waves, and the clouds in the sky were blown away...

"Not good!" The old demon Fengyue was so angry.

Unexpectedly, Donglin people were so insidious that they actually used self-destruction to deal with Zhang Daoling. Although Zhang Daoling was strong, he was afraid that he could not withstand this kind of attack.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and looked shocked. The power of the attack was almost approaching the attack's attack by a monk in the God Transformation Stage!

The explosion sounded one after another, and the light shone brightly.

The Nascent Soul Cultivator in front of the North Land Formation tried his best to open the spiritual shield, and barely resisted the impact of the explosion.

Some monks in the Kaling Stage and a large number of monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage in the rear were directly blown away by the explosion of air waves, and the formation was in chaos for a moment.

"Haha! Zhang Daoling was finally caught, it's worth the self-destructing corpse demon and the Heavenly Fire Thunder Pearl that my Donglin monk spent more than 700 years creating!" Wang Wenshan was secretly happy.

The strong man sitting in the beast cart and the bald old man riding the thunder and wind eagle were also overjoyed. As long as Zhang Daoling died, their pressure would be reduced a lot.

"The army eastward will win!"

The momentum of the Donglin monks' army rose again, shouting excitedly, and the loud roar was like a wave.

The Nascent Soul Cultivator in front of the North Land Formation looked like earth, and the morale of the monk army also declined from prosperity.

The late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is not a god. He is unable to be safe and sound when he is subjected to a terrifying attack with a blow like a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. Ten seconds later, the explosion finally subsided.

In the middle of the battlefield, the body of the self-destructing corpse demon had collapsed, and a Nascent Soul floated in the air.

To everyone's surprise, Zhang Daoling was not dead, and his body was still there.

A layer of golden light appeared all over his body, as if he was wearing a golden gauze dress, like a god!

"Impossible!" Wang Wenshan's sneer stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and he wondered if he had seen an hallucination.

Having hit the attack of that level of head-on, can this guy survive?

Although Zhang Daoling looks amazing, it cannot cover up the fact that he is seriously injured.

The jade crown on Zhang Daoling's head was shot down, his hair was disheveled, and his clothes were broken. A large mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his whole body was shaking in the air.

Shen Lang felt shocked. In his eyes, Zhang Daoling was always mysterious and arrogant, and never showed such a decline.
Chapter completed!