The old demon Fengyue turned his eyelids and didn't say much.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and showed a surprised expression. He didn't expect Mu Xue would also participate in the battle.

"The candidates for the battle have been booked like this. I hope everyone will work together in the battle tomorrow.

” Zhang Daoling said loudly.

"Okay!" the monks said in unison.

The meeting ended and everyone dispersed.

Shen Lang hesitated whether to treat the old demon Fengyue, but then he thought about it and let it go.

He has consumed one-third of his Holy Yang battle energy. If he treats the Fengyue Old Demon, he may not be enough.

Shen Lang did not express much enthusiasm for the third formation, and he would run away if he couldn't beat it.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue returned to the stone house in the camp to meditate and rest, keeping their energy at an excellent level.

...In a blink of an eye, the next day came.

The army of monks on both sides was in a mighty manner, gathering in the border, with great momentum.

Today is the last round, which is related to victory or defeat. The battles in front of the two sides are loud and loud, and the shouts are like waves, one after another! The third round is a melee, and both sides each sent twenty Nascent Soul cultivators and two thousand Dan-Jinging Stage to fight. The final winner is the winning continent.

The battle between top monks and high-level monks on both sides has indeed proved their respective strength and background.

It can be said that it is a real contest, and the defeated side is really no different from the defeat of the army.

Twenty Nascent Soul-stage monks led by Zhang Daoling in the Northland led 2,000 high-level monks in the Killing Dan stage. Everyone was ready and ready to go to battle at any time.

Wang Wenshan also led the Donglin elite team, ready to go.

At first glance, the lineup of Donglin people is almost exactly the same as that of Beilu. They are also thirteen early stage monks, five middle stage monks, and two late stage monks.

But compared with the two cultivators Zhang Daoling and Fengyue Laomo, Wang Wenshan and the strong man were in very good condition, and Wang Wenshan's mount, the Golden Horned Tortoise, was also as powerful as that of the mid-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul.

In addition, almost all the monks in the Donglin Nascent Soul stage who fought have strong seventh-level peak spirit beasts.

Especially in the Dan-Jianging Team, the number of high-level spirit beasts is even more amazing.

Compared with the bare Jiedan-stage team in the North Land, there is really too much advantage.

In front of the army in Donglin, Wang Wenshan grinned and said, "Zhang Daoling, why should you survive? It feels bad to be seriously injured? Haha, if you surrender obediently, I, Donglin, may be able to keep you a whole body.

"The old demon Fengyue mocked, "Haha, a group of opportunistic mobs really treat themselves as masters."

"The strong man sneered: "The Yin-Yang people who have been useless for half of their lives also have the courage to shout with us? Let's see that I am the first to send you back!" "No need to say more nonsense, start the war!" Wang Wenshan waved.

With the thunder of war drums, Wang Wenshan directly led the Donglin monks to fly out of the formation, with a rainbow of momentum.

"Design the formation!" Zhang Daoling shouted.

A large number of Nascent Soul-stage monks in front of the North Continent formation rushed forward and immediately set up their formation.

At the front are the old demon Fengyue and four middle-level Nascent Soul cultivators, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue standing in parallel in the second row.

Each Nascent Soul cultivator led more than a hundred cultivators in the Killing Dan stage, each forming a small team.

Zhang Daoling and four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianshi Sect were behind the formation. According to the original plan, the five people mainly used to activate the Hetu Luoshu.

The Nascent Soul cultivators in front of the formation all wanted to protect these five people.

The match begins.

A large number of array flags and plates flew out from Zhang Daoling's cuffs, spinning rapidly in the air.

"Little Five Elements Vajra Formation, open!" Zhang Daoling shouted softly, and a large number of ""-like spiritual lights gushed out of the array flag array plate, instantly covering himself and the other four cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Heavenly Master Sect.

Shen Lang looked back, his eyes showing a hint of surprise.

The Little Five Elements Vajra Formation is quite difficult to arrange. If you can set up the Little Five Elements Vajra Formation in such a short time, Zhang Daoling is probably also the master of the formation.

The Little Five Elements Vajra Formation is a relatively powerful defensive formation, and it will be difficult for Nascent Soul cultivators to break through this formation in a short period of time.

"Dear brothers, we will start to activate the Hetu Luoshu. Don't be stingy with spiritual power, and send it with all your strength!" Zhang Daoling sent a message, then took out the Hetu Luoshu from the storage ring and began to inject spiritual power into this ancient scroll.

"Yes!" The other four Nascent Soul cultivators from the Tianshi Sect also frantically sent spiritual power to the scroll.

Seeing that Zhang Daoling had set up a defensive formation, he began to activate the Hetu Luoshu.

The monks from the North Land also breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes turned to the East-Lin monks' team, showing a ruthless look on their faces.

No matter what, we have to delay the Donglin people. Win or defeat will be here! Wang Wenshan's eyes shrank slightly, and he didn't understand what Zhang Daoling was playing.

"No matter what tricks you guys from Yunjian Beilu play, you will lose today! Kill me!" Wang Wenshan shouted loudly and took the lead in killing the golden horned bullock.

The monks from both sides rushed in like a tide and began a head-on confrontation.

"Come on your life!" Countless monks immediately sacrificed magic weapons and started a melee battle! The sky and the earth changed color, and the dense explosions continued one after another, and various magical and sword techniques and other thrusts were shocked.

The Nascent Soul cultivators and the Dan-Jing stage monks on both sides began to fight, and the scene was extremely tragic! The two early-stage old men of the Nascent Soul stared at Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, and brought two hundred Dan-Jing stage monks to sacrifice magic weapons to attack Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

"It's just right!" Shen Lang sneered, and without reservation, he directly used the Jiuli Sword Formation.

The nine thunder lightning swords turned into eighty-one sword lights, strangling towards the two attacking like lightning storms.

Su Ruoxue also activated the mysterious fire bead, and a fire dragon soared into the sky and attacked the two of them.

"Hiss!" Seeing that the opponent's attack was so strong, the two old men couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and had to fight with all their might.

The two old men fought hard to barely blocked Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue's attack. Seeing that the situation was not right, they wanted to retreat.

"Spirit-Binding Lock, go!" Shen Lang threw the Spirit-Binding Lock out, and Yin Cancan's chain instantly tied a young man in the early stage of Nascent Soul tightly.

"Puchi phuchi!" A large number of sword lights penetrated the man's body, and blood and blood flew everywhere.

Another old man was extremely shocked and wanted to retreat immediately, but he was still blocked by the Jiuli Sword Formation.

Su Ruoxue also activated the three-color flying sword and immediately killed the man.

In almost half a minute, two monks from the East Lin Nascent Soul stage died in the hands of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, attracting the attention of the top leaders of the army on both sides.

"Okay, do a pretty job!" The old demon Fengyue praised while urging Tianshuiling to resist Wang Wenshan's fierce attack.
Chapter completed!