Godly Dragon Guard

At the beginning of the match, the two sides fought inextricably and the scene was extremely fierce.

It can be described as a storm, and the intensity far exceeded the first wave yesterday.

In this battle, the Donglin people were really willing to risk their lives. The Nascent Soul stage monks they sent out basically all held heavy treasures and spiritual beasts, and their equipment was top-notch.

In particular, the bald old man's mount, the Thunderous Wind Eagle, has a peak eighth-level cultivation, is as fast as lightning, and is very ferocious.

The addition of a Thunder and Wind Eagle is equivalent to the Donglin people having an additional mid-stage Nascent Soul helper, which has a great impact on the balance of the battle.

According to the rules of mainland battles, spirit beasts are allowed to appear. The Hokuriku monks suffered a big loss because there were basically few Nascent Soul stage monks who owned high-level spiritual beasts.

This is also related to the geographical environment of Yunjian Continent. There are few monsters in Yunjian Continent, and eighth-level monster cultivators are even unheard of. Therefore, there are almost no Nascent Soul Stage monks in the mainland who have subdued high-level monsters or monster cultivators.

Due to its proximity to the Gale Continent, Donglin Continent is often haunted by monsters, including some powerful monsters and even monster cultivators. Donglin people have always had the habit of taming spiritual beasts.

The ten Nascent Soul stage monks who came out from Beilu were suppressed and beaten from beginning to end, and in the end they could not escape the fate of a disastrous defeat.

Of the ten Nascent Soul stage monks, only Xuanyuan Hong, Gu Tianning, and Feng Yue Laomo are still alive, while the others all died in the battle! The scene was extremely tragic.

Xuanyuan Hong barely survived by relying on the power of Juque Sect's pseudo-Ancient Lingbao Pingshan Sword, but his vitality was severely damaged.

Gu Tianning was seriously injured, and the Bipolar Demon Lord was also disabled due to self-destruction.

Fengyue Laomo was also seriously injured due to the secret technique.

Originally, according to the rules of the battle, they were to fight until all the monks on one side were killed. It is not impossible to surrender and admit defeat, but the other party must admit it. That is, if one party surrenders, the other party can choose to accept it or not.

If you do not accept surrender, you can continue to fight until everyone on the other side is killed. Accepting surrender means that the fighting ends and the surrendering side loses.

Forced into desperation, Feng Yue Lao Mo initiated a surrender, and the Donglin people accepted the surrender.

In fact, the Donglin monks only had a narrow victory. Only two of the ten Nascent Soul stage monks died. The only ones who survived were the two great monks of the Nascent Soul stage and a Crazy Thunder Wind Eagle.

The bald old man was seriously injured by the self-destruction of the Bipolar Demon Lord. His clothes were torn, his body was covered in blood, and his mouth was still bleeding.

As for the strong man, he was in better condition and only suffered some minor injuries.

The two of them were obviously better than each other in terms of their status and combat power. However, the strong man estimated that Feng Yue Lao Mo and others would be defeated, so he agreed to surrender.

The second team was defeated. Although the process was thrilling, the result was what Shen Lang had expected.

Having witnessed this cruel life-and-death fight, Shen Lang was even more wary of tomorrow's third formation.

After the war, the armies of both sides temporarily withdrew.

The morale of the army of Hokuriku monks was sluggish. In the second formation, Hokuriku sent out ten Nascent Soul stage monks who were strong enough, but they were still defeated.

The only two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage were seriously injured, which seriously dampened the morale of the army.

The army of monks in Beilu is already a little panicked. Two late-stage monks, Zhang Daoling and Fengyue Laomo, were seriously injured. In the last battle tomorrow, what can they do to confront the Donglin people?

In the final round, Wang Wenshan, the leader of the Eastern Continent Alliance, will definitely appear, and by then the situation will become very dangerous.

Back to camp.

Zhang Daoling convened all Nascent Soul monks to hold a combat meeting as usual.

In the hall, the atmosphere was terrifyingly solemn, and almost all the Nascent Soul Stage monks had pale faces.

Feng Yue Lao Mo, Gu Tianning and Xuanyuan Hong did not attend the meeting because they were too seriously injured.

"Everyone, the matter has come to this, and there is nothing to say. We have no way out. I will fight in the third formation tomorrow." Zhang Daoling broke the silence and said in a deep voice.

The hall was still lifeless, and all the Nascent Soul Stage monks were silent for a while. No one took the initiative to challenge this time.

The defeat in the second round was a huge blow to everyone.

On the Donglin side, there are still two late Nascent Soul monks, Wang Wenshan and Zhuang Han, who retain their fighting power, while Zhang Daoling and Feng Yue Laomo on the Beilu side are already seriously injured. How can this be done?

The two great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage were enough to turn the tide of the battle, not to mention the two eight-level peak demon cultivators, the Golden-horned Longhorn and the Crazy Thunderous Wind Eagle.

Many Nascent Soul Stage monks feel that the possibility of Hokuriku winning this time is already very slim.

Even some of the less courageous Nascent Soul Stage monks began to think about escaping.

"Shen is willing to participate in the war on behalf of Tianquan Sect!" Shen Lang took the lead in getting up and clasping his fists.

Su Ruoxue also stood up and bowed slightly: "The little girl is also willing to fight on behalf of Tianquan Sect."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan's expressions changed drastically.

"Junior brother, don't be so impulsive!" Jiang Hai hurriedly sent out a message.

If the two sides are really evenly matched, it would not be inappropriate for Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue to fight. But the current situation is completely one-sided, and participating in this last wave will risk your life.

The death of seven people in the second battle is a good example.

"Senior brother, I naturally have my reasons for choosing this way." Shen Lang Chuanyin replied.

"Junior brother, Tianquan Sect is no longer worth your while! Once Beilu falls, everything will be in vain. The lives of you and Fairy Su are the most important." Jiang Hai frowned and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"Senior brother, there is no need to persuade me, I have already decided to do this." Shen Lang shook his head.

In fact, he also had his own plans. The reason why he went to fight was to repay Zhang Daoling's favor.

If Shen Lang is really defeated, and Shen Lang is not stupid enough to wait to be killed in vain, he will definitely run away with Su Ruoxue before then.

Anyway, he has the flying thunder escape technique. When it comes to escape methods, Shen Lang prides himself on being the first.

"Junior brother!" Jiang Hai looked anxious and didn't know what to say.

There was a commotion in the hall. In such a bleak situation, it really took great courage for Shen Lang to plan to join the war.

Zhang Daoling said: "Thank you Daoyou Shen and Fairy Su. In addition, you don't have to be so pessimistic. We actually still have hope of winning."

An old man in the Nascent Soul stage of Wanlong Mountain frowned and asked: "Brother Daoling, just tell the truth! The situation has reached this point, do we really have a chance of winning?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the Yuanying stage monks in the hall were focused on Zhang Daoling.

Zhang Daoling looked calm, took out a golden scroll from the storage ring, and floated it in his palm. The scroll is closed and its contents cannot be seen.

This scroll is old and broken, and looks nothing unusual, but it exudes a strange aura, carrying a trace of ancient times!

"Prehistoric Spiritual Treasure, Hetu Luoshu! This is the most precious treasure in Yunjian Continent from ancient times to the present. Do you know this thing?" Zhang Daoling said lightly.

"What!!!"

As soon as Zhang Daoling finished speaking, all the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the entire hall stood up with a "swish, swish, swish" sound. Their hearts were filled with turmoil, and they all looked in disbelief.

"Hong...Honghuang Lingbao?"

Shen Lang was shocked and stared at the ancient scroll in Zhang Daoling's hand.