"boom!"

The earth-shaking explosions were heard, and all the monks on the battlefield were alarmed, showing a look of horror.

The suffocating heat wave swept around, and all the monks within tens of thousands of meters from the center of the explosion died! Even several high-level monks in the Kalpa stage, after being hit by the explosion, their bodies were not even left.

The trees in the Liuyun Mountains below instantly turned into flying ashes and coke in the heat wave, spreading directly to more than ten miles away, causing a forest fire.

All the monks on the battlefield hit the body-protecting spiritual light to defend against the impact after the explosion. Such a shocking blow shows the power of the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul cultivator in the late stage of Nascent Soul!

"No!!!"

Hua Ziling's delicate body trembled, her brain was blank, and tears surged from her beautiful eyes.

No matter how powerful Shen Lang is, he will not be able to withstand that kind of explosion of power.

"well!"

The Wind and Thunder Demon King clenched his fists and sighed heavily. Unexpectedly, this kind of change occurred to the brothers he had just made.

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators in the North Land also sighed, but it was a pity that Shen Lang had such a genius who would have fallen here.

Just as everyone sighed.

A slender white light suddenly appeared in the sky not far away. The white light slowly teared and grew bigger like a big mouth gradually, forming a space crack about two meters long.

"Swoosh!"

Shen Lang was squeezed out by the crack in the space and threw it directly towards the ground.

As soon as he flew out of the crack in the space, Shen Lang's brain was drowsy, as if the whole world was spinning and had not yet recovered from Qingming Festival.

"Shen Lang?"

Hua Ziling, who was originally heartbroken, opened her eyes wide, exclaimed, and immediately turned into a white light to chase Shen Lang.

"Empty…space teleportation?"

Seeing this, the monks in the North Land's Nascent Soul Stage were shocked and their chins were about to fall off, showing an incredible expression.

Shen Lang actually has the ability to tear the space and teleport?

Space teleportation is completely different from ordinary teleportation. At most, ordinary teleportation is to reach a certain extreme speed and jump directly to another position.

Space teleportation is more like a teleportation technique, which is a real disappearance from one space position to another space position.

Hua Ziling caught up with the falling Shen Lang and hugged the man.

Shen Lang shook his head, and the ultimate dizziness slowly disappeared.

"Shen Lang, you weren't killed by the bomb?"

As soon as he woke up, Shen Lang heard Hua Ziling screaming in his ears, and his voice was still a little trembling.

"Ha, I... haven't died that easily!"

When Shen Lang opened his eyes, he saw Hua Ziling's eyes bright, as if he could cry at any time. It was very different from his usual cold and cold expression and looked very weak.

Looking at Hua Ziling's extremely worried gaze, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, and his heart was slightly touched. He didn't expect Hua Ziling to care so much about him.

In fact, Shen Lang also has a special feeling for Hua Ziling, but he always reminds himself to keep a distance from Hua Ziling. He already has Su Ruoxue in his heart, and if he wants tolerate other women, he will be sorry for Su Ruoxue who is sleeping.

But seeing Hua Ziling showing this expression, Shen Lang's heart was a little soft at this moment. He didn't know what to say, so he had to reach out and wipe off the tears on Hua Ziling's eyelashes and whisper: "Okay, I'm fine. Don't do this. If you see it, your goddess image will disappear."

Feeling the heat in Shen Lang's palm, Hua Ziling felt a moment of loss of consciousness, but soon recovered as usual. She immediately turned her head to hide her embarrassment and embarrassment, and hummed with a hoarse voice: "You are lucky."

Seeing that Hua Ziling's emotions gradually stabilized, Shen Lang felt relieved and looked around quickly. The black robe that saved him had disappeared.

Shen Lang showed a thoughtful expression, and the self-destruction of the old monster Zhuang's Nascent Soul did not blow him to death!

Rather than saying that he was not killed, he was not bombed.

In fact, Shen Lang was rescued by someone the moment before the explosion of the old monster Zhuang, and the other party used his great magical power to pull him into a torn crack in the space.

He didn't see who the person was, but he just saw in a daze that the other person was wearing a black robe, exuding an astonishing aura all over his body, and his aura was a bit like someone!

"Zhang Daoling!"

Shen Lang vaguely felt that the man in black robe was Zhang Daoling. Because the other party had a special mysterious aura, only Zhang Daoling gave Shen Lang the feeling.

But he was not sure if it was Zhang Daoling.

Because the other party's aura was too cold and terrifying, full of all kinds of negative emotions such as violence, anger, murderous intent, hatred, etc., which was very different from the kind-hearted Zhang Daoling in his impression.

Moreover, the opponent can easily tear apart the space, and his cultivation level may have reached the God Transformation Stage, while Zhang Daoling is only in the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Apart from Zhang Daoling, Shen Lang couldn't think of who was saving him even if he wanted to break his head. Why did the other party save him?

The Wind and Thunder Demon King turned into a human form and flew over immediately, saying in surprise: "Brother Shen, it's great that you're fine!"

Shen Lang nodded: "You'll save your life by chance. Thank you Brother Fenglei for your concern."

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators from the North Land flew over and greeted Shen Lang. Everyone looked at Shen Lang again with awe.

Everyone thought that the person who used space teleportation just now was Shen Lang, and in addition to being incredible, they were only deeply impressed. It is hard to imagine that Shen Lang, a mid-stage cultivator of Nascent Soul, could use such a terrifying magical power.

But then I thought about it, Shen Lang was already very irritating in their eyes. He broke through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul in less than ten years. Everyone couldn't help but wonder if Shen Lang had some hormones injected to practice so quickly?

In short, such a shocking genius may have extraordinary abilities.

The old monster Zhuang Yuanying exploded and died, and destroyed his storage ring and the Tiangui Mirror together, and could not get any advantage.

Due to the death of the owner of the Tiangui Mirror, the horse-faced ghost also turned into ashes and disappeared on the battlefield.

All the Nascent Soul cultivators in the East Lin army have died, and only the middle and lower cultivators are still fighting, but most of them are throwing their armor and have no intention of fighting. It is estimated that they will be wiped out in no time.

The old demon Fengyue looked excited and clasped his fists at Shen Lang and said, "Brother Shen Lang, this battle can be won so smoothly, it depends on you to turn the situation around the battle alone!"

Gu Tianning also worshiped: "Brother Shen, I will never forget Gu Tianning and the Double Pole Palace!"

A group of monks in the Northern Soul stage of the Northern Soul stage also expressed their praise and gratitude.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said, "Everyone is his own, so there is no need to be so polite."

"Brother Shen, you and these two fellow Taoists are here first. After we clear these remnants of defeated soldiers, we will go to the Double Pole Palace to celebrate the merits!" Gu Tianning said loudly.

"good."

Shen Lang responded. The scene he was rescued just now made him feel a little nervous and he had no intention of participating in the battle again.
Chapter completed!