Green blood mist filled the air, and minced meat flew everywhere.

After a few wails, the golden horned ox died and died.

The giant ape behind Shen Lang transformed into a huge rumor, and many monks in the melee would look at this side more or less.

Seeing Shen Lang showing his divine power so much, he actually killed Wang Wenshan's spirit beast! The cultivator in the melee, who was stunned and secretly shocked.

Even a monk at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul would not be as easy as Shen Lang to kill the Golden Horned Tortoise. Who is this kid? A golden light suddenly flew out of the dead Golden Horned Tortoise's head, two or three inches long, like a mini golden beetle.

This ball of golden light is the spirit of the Golden Horned Tortoise! ​​The monsters at level eight or above level eight do not have demon pills, only spiritual souls.

Similar to the monks in the Killing Physical Stage Condensation of the Nascent Soul, after the monster advances to the eighth level, the demon pill will become a spiritual soul.

However, the spirit soul of the demon cultivator is different from that of the Nascent Soul cultivator. The spirit soul of the demon cultivator cannot leave the body in normal state, and can only leave the body after the physical body collapses.

After the spirit of the golden horned bullock left his body, he panicked and wanted to escape from the range of the Jiuli Sword Formation.

"I want to run away? It's not that easy!" Shen Lang snorted coldly, then took out a jade box from the storage ring.

The cover opening was opened and activated slightly, and a powerful suction suddenly came from the jade box.

This jade box is called the Soul-Finding Box. It is a spoil that Shen Lang scooped on the black-robed ancestor. It can forcibly absorb souls and even the spirit of the eighth-level demon cultivator.

"No!!!" The golden beetle spirit screamed and was sucked in by the soul seal box.

Shen Lang was secretly happy and immediately put away the cover of the soul sealing box.

The spirit of an eighth-level peak monster is extremely precious and may be of great use in the future.

After killing the Golden Horned Sky Bull, Shen Lang was about to help Su Ruoxue.

Seeing all this, Wang Wenshan was furious, his eyes wide open, and he shouted wildly: "Bastard, dare to kill my spirit beast, I will destroy you!!!" You must know how difficult it is to subdue an eighth-level monster. If you want to let the monster surrender to you willingly, you can use the Blood Confirm magic.

The killing of the golden horned bullock was as if Wang Wenshan had his wife killed, and the anger in his heart instantly reached its peak.

Not only can a cultivator in the early stage of Nascent Soul easily kill a cultivator of the same level, he was even killed by the eighth-level spiritual beast.

This kid must not be kept! Wang Wenshan abandoned Fengyue Laomo and others, rushed out of the battle group, holding a lotus platform magic weapon, and rushed towards Shen Lang like a mad dog.

"Not good!" Shen Lang's hair stood up all over his body, and it was not a good thing to be targeted by Wang Wenshan.

He conceited that his strength was far superior to that of ordinary cultivators in the early stage of Nascent Soul and even mid-stage Nascent Soul.

But facing the great monk, Shen Lang had no confidence in winning.

The main reason is that the gap between the late stage of the Nascent Soul and the midst of the Nascent Soul is too big, and you will definitely be beaten in front of the great monks.

What's more, Wang Wenshan is the leader of the East Land Continent. The magic weapon in his hand, judging by its imposing spiritual power fluctuations, is at least the level of the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure.

Shen Lang did not dare to respond to the enemy head-on, so he immediately used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit and transformed into Lei Peng's form, ready to leave.

"Thunder Escape Technique!" The golden big roll's wings were beating with a large amount of golden lightning. With a slap of the wings, the big roll disappeared in place with a "swoosh".

A golden light flashed, Shen Lang came to Su Ruoxue and sent a message saying, "Come up!" Su Ruoxue did not hesitate and immediately climbed up the wings of the golden roc.

Seeing Wang Wenshan's escape light approaching behind him, Shen Lang immediately used the thunder escape technique and fled around the battlefield frantically, like a meteor, and was so fast that it was dazzling. In a blink of an eye, he shook off Wang Wenshan's escape light.

"Thunder Escape Technique!" Wang Wenshan's face looked extremely ugly. He never expected that a boy in the early stage of the Nascent Soul would have so many incredible magical powers.

"Hurry up, stop this old thing!" The old demon Fengyue chased after him and shouted loudly.

Several mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the North Land suddenly caught up and entangled Wang Wenshan.

Seeing that Shen Lang ran faster than a dog, Wang Wenshan was forced to give up chasing and fought with the Fengyue Old Demon who had entangled him and several mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

Seeing that Wang Wenshan was not chasing him, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

The golden big roc happened to fly to the front of the small Five Elements Vajra Formation set up by Zhang Daoling. Zhang Daoling and the other five were still trying their best to activate the River Tu Luoshu. The inconspicuous scroll had already begun to emit a misty white light.

The team of monks from the North Land surrounded the formation to prevent the Donglin people from raiding.

The battle situation around was very fierce, but at first glance it looked clear in levels. Basically, a Nascent Soul Stage monk led more than a hundred cultivators in the Killing Dan stage to fight against each other.

Generally, the Nascent Soul cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators fought, while the Damian cultivators formed a large and small battle group, fighting in groups, and the scene was extremely tragic! The most conspicuous thing was that the strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage led several early Nascent Soul cultivators in the east and seven or eight hundred Damian cultivators to fight with a large number of Northland cultivators in the east.

The strong man seemed to notice something that the monks in the North Land were doing, and wanted to enter the battle group center to stop Zhang Daoling and five others from urging the Hetu Luoshu.

Wang Wenshan and Fengyue Old Demon fought together, but did not chase Shen Lang.

This is the battlefield. Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue cannot do anything idle, so they have to join the battle group again.

Shen Lang once again used the Nine Changes of Blood Spirit, transformed into the posture of Qingshan Giant Ape, and rushed towards the battle group.

A trace of violence flashed across the giant ape's eyes, exuding a terrifying aura, and waving its fists frantically, with its divine power terrifying.

"Boom boom boom boom!" In an instant, more than a dozen cultivators in the Jiedan stage were hit by the giant ape's fist, and their bodies instantly shattered into blood mist! The cultivators in the Jiedan stage who were facing east were frightened to the sky, and for a moment, the scene was very chaotic.

The giant ape was like a ferocious beast in the prehistoric world, storming the Donglin people on the battlefield.

A monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul could not bear it anymore and immediately attacked him.

With the cooperation of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, the man was killed in less than half a minute, and his body was shot into a meat pie by the giant ape.

Perhaps it was horrified by Shen Lang's horror that no monk in the East Lin Yuanying stage dared to come forward to stop him for a while.

Shen Lang's magical powers seem to be very suitable for the battlefield. He killed wildly in the Donglin monks' team and made a big splash.

"Random!" Seeing that more than 200 cultivators in the Jiedan stage and a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage died in Shen Lang's hands, Wang Wenshan felt heartbroken when he saw it. This kid was a big disaster! "Three elders, please take the boy named Shen Lang for me, and you must do it no matter what!" Wang Wenshan roared at the three old men in golden robe in the distance.

"Yes, the leader!" The three old men in golden robe immediately took the order, rushed out of the battle group, and rushed towards Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue behind the North Land.

The three elders are the three most powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Donglin Continent. They are highly respected and have their status second only to the three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Donglin Continent.
Chapter completed!