Since ancient times, there has been an unwritten rule that when the two sides go to war on the mainland, unless the strength difference is too great, they will not rush forward and fight without any exception.

The two sides are more willing to confront each other in a way that is to fight for life and death with the top leaders of both sides, and the loser withdraws on his own.

This kind of battle is even more tragic for the Nascent Soul cultivator, and at least more than half of them will be killed or injured.

The overall strength of one continent does not depend on the total number of monks, but on how many advanced monks there are and how many Nascent Soul cultivators there are.

If the Nascent Soul Cultivator on one continent fails, it is basically equivalent to defeat in the battle.

"Okay, then both of us will send people to conduct the first duel. The duel must be fair and the regulations cannot be violated." Zhang Daoling said lightly.

Wang Wenshan sneered: "This is natural! I am not as sinister 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, and the army of monks behind both sides shook flags and shouted, and the war drums were as bright as thunder.

"You guys from Beilu cannot underestimate them. The first battle is about morale. You must take it down for me!" Wang Wenshan gave an order to a burly and strong man behind him.

"Don't worry, Zhu will live up to his responsibilities!" The burly and strong man hugged his fists, then rushed out of the crowd with a seventh-level tiger eagle and came to the center of the battlefield.

The burly and powerful man is named Zhu Yuanqing. He has only a little bit of cultivation to enter the middle stage. He is the strongest Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator with the strongest Nascent Soul cultivator on the side of the East Lin monk. The East Lin monk sent this person to fight, so he naturally attached great importance to this first battle.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, please give me my congratulations to Shen Lang in the first battle." Zhang Daoling said in a deep voice.

"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 monk Donglin must have come prepared and could only pray silently that there would be no mistakes.

"Don't worry."

Shen Lang said confidently, then turned into a ray of escape 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 reached a white heat, and the war drums and thunder of both sides made people excited!

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

Zhu Yuanqing stood in front of the formation in a tiger eagle, staring at Shen Lang with a arrogant look on his face, and said contemptuously: "Boy, are you my opponent? Come on the name!"

Shen Lang stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "I want me to get a name? I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications yet."

"Hahaha, little fish dares to be so rampant! Are you monks from the North Land of Yunjian no one? You actually sent an unknown boy to duel with me. It's ridiculous!" Zhu Yuanqing said with a crazy laugh.

Shen Lang laughed instead of anger and said sarcastically: "Then let me, an unknown person, destroy your clamoring garbage!"

Zhu Yuanqing was furious and roared: "Die for me!"

As soon as the roar fell, Zhu Yuanqing soared into the sky from the back of the tiger eagle, and sacrificed a fiery red orb with a ferocious expression and threw it into the sky.

Zhu Yuanqing frantically penetrated spiritual power into the pearl.

The fiery red orb released a dazzling light in an instant, as dazzling as the scorching sun. The scorching fire spiritual power swept across the world, and the air became unbearable in an instant.

"Wow!"

Feeling the extremely domineering fire spirit power among the fiery red beads, the Nascent Soul cultivator in front of the North Continent Formation was in a state of chaos. "Ancient Treasure Mysterious Fire Pearl!" The old demon Fengyue frowned slightly and recognized the bead sacrificed by Zhu Yuanqing.

"It's actually this treasure! It seems that the Donglin man has indeed prepared for a long time. It seems that fellow Taoist Chen will be a little struggling." Gu Tianning, who was standing beside him, also frowned.

The Xuan Fire Pearl is also a top-level fire-attribute ancient treasure passed down from ancient times. Although its power is not as powerful as the pseudo-precious spiritual treasure, it is not much different.

The old demon Fengyue sneered, "Hmph, it's not certain who is struggling. If an ordinary early-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage, he would definitely not be able to take the attack of the Xuanhuo Pearl. However, this Donglin man is also unlucky. The first battle he encountered was fellow Taoist Shen Lang."

Seeing that the old demon Fengyue was so confident about Shen Lang, the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the North Land also showed curiosity.

Although Shen Lang was praised as a god, his various things were basically just rumors, including the previous confrontation with the old demon Fengyue, which was just a competition, and it was not a real record.

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

"Xuanhuo Pearl, go!" Zhu Yuanqing shouted loudly.

The mysterious fire bead, which was as bright as the scorching sun, suddenly turned into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, attacking Shen Lang like thunder.

The fire dragon's body was burning with thick golden fire, which was extremely powerful and domineering. Wherever it passed, the air was twisted, and the scorching air flow made it difficult for people to breathe.

He activated the Xuanhuo Bead to have a full blow, almost draining nearly half of Zhu Yuanqing's spiritual power. Zhu Yuanqing's face showed a ferocious look, and he was full of confidence in his attack.

Not to mention a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, even a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul would be difficult to take the full blow of the Xuanhuo Bead.

Zhu Yuanqing used his ultimate move from here, just to achieve the effect of killing Shen Lang in one blow. Even if he couldn't kill him in seconds, he felt that he could at least fight this kid and give him a good shot to the scumbags in Beilu!

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, the reality is cruel. "Nine Li Sword Formation, open!"

Shen Lang's face was solemn, and he activated the sword formation at the fastest speed. The nine thunder lightning swords condensed all over his body and turned into eighty-one sword lights.

He knew that Zhu Yuanqing's attack was powerful, and if he only used the Sky Blue Divine Sand, it would be difficult to withstand the Fire Dragon's attack, so he simply did not dare to keep it and directly activated the sword formation to defend the enemy.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

A large number of golden sword lights strangled towards the attacking fire dragon like lightning storm. The dense jade-yang golden thunder flashed continuously, and the thunder sounded shook the sky and the earth.

The next moment.

"boom!"

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

The Nascent Soul cultivators in front of both sides activated the body protection light to resist the impact of the heat wave.

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

On the contrary, Zhu Yuanqing, who was attacking the attacking side, was affected by the explosion, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth and his face was as bright as earth.

"Wow!"

This amazing scene caused a storm in the hearts of the senior officials of the Nascent Soul Stage in both sides in front of the formation.

"Sword Formation?"

The cultivator of the Northern Soul stage in Beilu saw that Shen Lang had just used the sword formation, and he could sacrifice the sword formation at such a fast speed. This method was really incredible.

"This...this is impossible!"
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