Godly Dragon Guard

There has been an unwritten rule since ancient times. When the two continents go to war, unless the difference in strength is too great, they will not rush in to fight without breaking out as a last resort.

The two sides are more willing to fight in a way that minimizes losses, that is, a life-and-death fight between the top leaders of both sides, and the loser withdraws on his own initiative.

This kind of fighting is even more brutal for Nascent Soul stage monks, at least half of them will be killed or injured.

The overall strength of a continent does not depend on the total number of monks, but on how many high-level monks there are and how many Nascent Soul stage monks there are.

If the Nascent Soul Stage monks on one continent are defeated, it is basically equivalent to defeat.

"Okay, then each of us will send out men for the first duel. The duel must be fair and the rules must not be violated." Zhang Daoling said calmly.

Wang Wenshan sneered and said: "This is natural! I, the Donglin people, are not as cunning and cunning as you monks from Yunjian Continent. Let's start a war!"

Zhang Daoling and Wang Wenshan issued military orders at the same time. The army of monks behind both sides waved flags and shouted, and the drums thundered.

"Don't underestimate the guys from Hokuriku. The first battle is about morale. You must win it for me!" Wang Wenshan told a burly man behind him.

"Don't worry, Alliance Leader, Zhu will definitely live up to his trust!" The burly man clasped his fists, then rode a seventh-level peak tiger eagle, rushed out of the crowd, and came to the center of the battlefield.

The burly man's name is Zhu Yuanqing. His cultivation level at the peak of the early stage of Yuanying is only a little short of reaching the middle stage. He is the strongest early stage Yuanying monk among the Donglin monks. The Donglin monk sent this person to fight, so he naturally attached great importance to this first battle.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, I'll leave it to you for the first battle." Zhang Daoling said in a deep voice to Shen Lang.

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded slightly.

"Be careful in everything." Su Ruoxue whispered, with a hint of worry on her pretty face. Although she did not doubt Shen Lang's strength, the Donglin monks must have come prepared, and she could only pray silently that nothing would go wrong.

"Do not worry."

Shen Lang said confidently, and then turned into a ray of light and flew to the center of the battlefield.

In front of the two armies, Shen Lang and Zhu Yuanqing looked at each other, tense.

The atmosphere instantly heated up, and the war drums of both sides thundered, making people excited!

The army of monks on both sides focused their attention on Shen Lang and Zhu Yuanqing, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

Zhu Yuanqing rode the tiger eagle and stood in front of the formation. He stared at Shen Lang with an arrogant look and said contemptuously: "Boy, are you my opponent? Tell me your name!"

Shen Lang stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "You want me to declare my name? I'm afraid you are not qualified yet."

"Hahaha, you little miscellaneous fish dare to be so rampant! Are there no monks in Yunjian Beilu? You actually sent an unknown boy to duel with me. It's really ridiculous!" Zhu Yuanqing laughed wildly.

Shen Lang smiled instead of being angry, and said sarcastically: "Then let me, an unknown person, destroy you, this clamoring trash!"

Zhu Yuanqing flew into a rage and roared: "Die!"

As soon as the roar subsided, Zhu Yuanqing rose into the sky from the back of the tiger eagle, and with a ferocious expression, he offered a fiery red orb and threw it into the sky.

Zhu Yuanqing frantically poured spiritual power into the orb.

The fiery red orb instantly released a dazzling light, as dazzling as the scorching sun. The scorching fire spiritual power swept across all directions, and the air instantly became unbearably hot.

"Wow!"

Feeling the extremely overbearing fire spirit power in the fiery red orb, the Nascent Soul Stage monks in front of the Hokuriku Formation became commotion. "Ancient Treasure Mysterious Fire Bead!" Old Demon Fengyue frowned slightly and recognized the orb Zhu Yuanqing offered.

"It's actually this treasure! It seems that this Donglin man has been prepared for it. It seems that Fellow Daoist Shen will have a hard time." Gu Tianning on the side also frowned.

The Mysterious Fire Pearl is also a top-notch fire-attribute ancient treasure passed down from ancient times. Although its power is not as powerful as the pseudo-primordial spirit treasure, it is not much different.

Old Demon Feng Yue sneered: "Huh, it's not clear who is doing the hard work. If it were an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul monk, he would definitely not be able to withstand a blow from the Xuanhuo Bead. However, this Donglin person was also unlucky. In the first battle, he encountered Fellow Taoist Shen Lang. .”

Seeing that Old Demon Feng Yue was so confident in Shen Lang, all the Nascent Soul Stage monks in Beilu also expressed curiosity.

Although Shen Lang was praised to the heavens, after all, everything about him was basically just rumors, including his previous confrontation with Feng Yue Lao Mo, which was just a discussion, not a real achievement.

There are only a few Nascent Soul stage monks who have seen Shen Lang's strength with their own eyes, and everyone still has some doubts about Shen Lang's strength.

"Xuanhuozhu, go!" Zhu Yuanqing shouted violently.

The mysterious fire bead, which shone like the scorching sun, suddenly turned into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, striking at Shen Lang like thunder.

The fire dragon's body was burning with dense golden fire, and its power was extremely domineering. Wherever it passed, the air was distorted, and the scorching air flow made it difficult to breathe.

He activated the Xuanhuo Pearl and struck with all his strength, almost taking away nearly half of Zhu Yuanqing's spiritual power. Zhu Yuanqing looked ferocious, he was full of confidence in his attack.

Not to mention the early stage Yuanying monks, even the middle stage Yuanying monks would have difficulty receiving the full blow of this mysterious fire bead.

Zhu Yuanqing used his big moves when he came up, just to achieve the effect of killing Shen Lang instantly with one blow. Even if he couldn't kill him instantly, he felt that he could at least beat this kid to death and give the scum of Hokuriku a lesson!

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. "Jiuli Sword Formation, open!"

Shen Lang's face was solemn, and he activated the sword array as quickly as possible. The nine Lei Ze light-splitting swords condensed around him and turned into eighty-one rays of sword light.

He knew that Zhu Yuanqing's attack was very powerful, and if he only used the sky blue sacred sand, it would be difficult to withstand the fire dragon's attack, so he simply did not dare to hold back and directly activated the sword array to defend against the enemy.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A large amount of golden sword light was like a lightning storm, strangled towards the incoming fire dragon. The dense jade sun golden thunder flashed continuously, and the thunder shook the heaven and the earth.

next moment.

"boom!"

The lightning storm formed by the sword array hit the fire dragon, making a huge explosion. A mushroom cloud even rose in the sky, and the suffocating heat wave spread towards the surroundings.

The Nascent Soul stage monks in front of the formations on both sides activated their body-protecting auras one after another to withstand the impact of the heat wave.

After the blow, Shen Lang was intact, and his body was wrapped in the sky-blue divine sand. Eighty-one sword lights were retracted, spinning around him at high speed, gorgeous and dazzling.

On the contrary, Zhu Yuanqing, who was on the offensive side, was affected by the explosion, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and his face turned earth-colored.

"Wow!"

This astonishing scene set off a storm in the hearts of the Nascent Soul stage executives from both sides in front of the formation.

"Sword array?"

The Hokuriku Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who saw it could tell that what Shen Lang had just used was a sword formation. It was really incredible that he could use the sword formation at such a fast speed.

"This...this is impossible!"

Zhu Yuanqing's eyes widened. He had originally imagined killing Shen Lang with one blow, but he never expected that this little-known boy could be so powerful.