"I am from Donglin!" Su Ruoxue's beautiful eyes cold and she also noticed the movement.

"There are not many people, so it should not be the army of monks in Donglin. Let's go and take a look."

Shen Lang shrank his eyes and then fled to the south, and Su Ruoxue followed closely behind.

At the foot of a barren mountain thousands of miles away, seven monks in black robes of Donglin Jiedan stage pushed a large storage cart and rushed on the road with a vigilant look.

The storage cart is a large storage utensil, with a storage capacity of thousands of times that of a storage ring, but its disadvantages are also very obvious, that is, it is too large and bulky, about the same size as a carriage.

This thing is generally used to transport a large number of military supplies such as the Five Elements Spirit Crystal Spirit Herbs and Pills.

The seven monks in the team all had a late stage of Killing Pill cultivation, and the leader was a black-faced man in the late stage of Killing Pill.

"Be careful to prevent the enemy's airborne birds from surveillance." The black-faced man said in a voice transmission, and released his spiritual sense to be alert all around him.

"yes!"

The other six monks in the Jingdan stage responded one after another.

"General Zheng, the border defense line of the northern continent of Yunjian has long collapsed. It is impossible for the Nascent Soul Stage to be left here. I don't have to be so vigilant." An old man with gray hair said casually.

The black-faced man frowned and said, "As he said that, we shipped materials, so we should be more careful to ensure that everything is foolproof! Don't underestimate the monks in Yunjian North Land. We have experienced the situation of the battlefield matchup that day."

"Yes, the power of that prehistoric spiritual treasure is so fucking terrifying!"

Thinking about the scene where the Fire Kirin raged on the battlefield five days ago, the few people were still a little scared.

If their leader Wang Wenshan had not joined forces with the three elders of Donglin to fight for their lives and severely injured the Fire Qilin, otherwise all the monks on the battlefield would have died.

"The monks from the North Land of Yunjian have a spiritual treasure that is against the will of heaven, which is really a big concern. Although the army in the east is now unstoppable, they must be wary of the other party's counterattack at any time." The strong man with black face said in a deep voice, showing a look of worrying about the country and the people.

"In my opinion, Beilu has no ability to counterattack. As long as the leader of the King takes down that Daoling, it will only take place sooner or later."

Several people started to talk.

"Don't talk about it for now, hurry up and transport the supplies. Our logistics team is extremely risky. Even if we encounter a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, with the cultivation level of all seven of us and the seven of us, we may not be able to fight!" said the black-faced strong man.

"good!"

The other monks in the Jingdan stage nodded and agreed.

Just then.

Two rays of escape light suddenly flew from the distance, as fast as lightning. In almost a moment, they stopped in front of the strong man with black faces and others. The handsome men and beautiful women were Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.

"I, fuck, I'm a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

The black-faced strong man and seven others were like five thunders thunder, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they were extremely pale.

With such speed of escape and spiritual pressure, only the Nascent Soul stage monks may be. Moreover, looking at the clothes they were wearing, they were obviously Nascent Soul stage monks from the North Land.

"Run!"

The seven monks in the Kalpa stage instantly exploded and rushed into four separate heads as if they had seen a ghost.

The black-faced strong man took the lead in escaping. This guy just said that he might not have no power to fight when he ran into a Nascent Soul cultivator, and now he runs faster than a rabbit.

"I want to run away? Let's stay for me!"

Shen Lang sneered, pinched the Chunyang Sword Technique with one finger, and a large number of Qi swords rushed around like huge waves.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

The sword rain was flying all over the sky, attacking the seven Jiedan monks who were fleeing, as fast as lightning. "Boom boom boom!"

Six white lights exploded, and blood mist floated in the air. Before the six elixirs in the Killing Dan stage screamed, they were bombarded with dense sword rain.

Compared with the late-stage cultivator of the Zhendan stage and the Nascent Soul stage cultivator, the strength is very different, not to mention that Shen Lang is a master who is far superior to that of ordinary early-stage cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage.

But the only one who was a slim man was the one who missed the net.

Shen Lang originally wanted to leave a living mouth and forced him to ask for some information, so he just wanted to use the Qi sword to trap the strong man with a black face.

Who knew that this guy had an amazing speed of escape. He wore an ancient cloak treasure on his shoulder and directly escaped from the range of the Qi Sword.

I noticed that the other six cultivators in the Jingdan stage were instantly killed. The black-faced man looked like a dirt and ran wildly in front like a mad dog, hoping to escape and ascend to heaven.

"Do you think you can run away?"

However, Shen Lang did not give him a chance and immediately transformed into Lei Peng and used the take-off thunder escape technique.

"Boom!"

In just a few breaths, Shen Lang caught up with the black-faced strong man, stopped him, and turned back to his body.

"Senior, please spare me, please spare me!" The strong man with black face was so scared that he immediately knelt in front of Shen Lang and kept kowtowing.

Shen Lang showed a hint of contempt and said, "Are people from Donglin who are as unscrupulous as you? Sorry, since I am targeted by this young master, then you are in trouble."

After saying that, Shen Lang pressed his big hand towards the black-faced strong man's forehead and used the soul searching technique.

The black-faced strong man was almost unable to resist, so he was directly searched by Shen Lang and his whole body was trembling.

Soul Search can read all the memories in a monk's mind, and it takes a long time to read them all. Shen Lang selectively read them. Considering the possibility of passing by the East Continent in the future, he also read some information about the geographical environment of the East Continent.

Shen Lang read the memories of the battle five days ago and was shocked.

In the last round of that day, it was not the monks from the North Land, but the people from Donglin.

The monks from the North Land swept across the battlefield with the help of the power of the Fire Kirin summoned by the Hetu Luoshu, and the people of Donglin were completely defeated, and most of the monks were injured and killed.

Although Wang Wenshan, the leader of the Donglin Continent, joined forces with the three elders of the Donglin stage and other Nascent Soul stage monks, severely injured the Fire Qilin, they were still unable to fight back.

In desperation, Wang Wenshan chose to surrender, and the Donglin people were defeated.

According to the rules of the war, the people from Donglin retreated from the border. The monks from Beilu also breathed a sigh of relief. They thought the matter had come to an end, but who knew that something happened that night.

Originally, the Donglin people pretended to be defeated and launched a sneak attack when the defense line on the northern continent was relaxed that night!

Wang Wenshan led a 100,000 army in Donglin to officially break up and attack Beilu.

The North Land monks fought according to the rules of the mainland battle. Although they won, they were in a very declining situation after the battle. The Donglin monks' army suddenly attacked, and the North Land monks' army caught them off guard.

Wang Wenshan also considered this sneak attack again and again.

There is Zhang Daoling in the North Land, and there is also an authentic prehistoric spiritual treasure, which has a strong deterrence.

Wang Wenshan felt that if their Donglin people did not take advantage of the serious injuries of Zhang Daoling and other masters, and attacked in a slump, they would have no chance to take down Beilu in the future.

If the Northern Land monks recover their vitality, they will still be under a huge threat!

Therefore, Wang Wenshan decided to defeat the enemy.

Nearly half of the Northern Soul cultivators led by Zhang Daoling Fengyue Laomo and others were seriously injured in the battlefield, and were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. They were at a disadvantage in the fierce attack of Donglin people, and the situation was in danger.
Chapter completed!