Earth-shattering explosions were heard all the time, and all the monks on the battlefield were alarmed, showing expressions of horror and horror.
A 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 alchemy stage, after being hit by the explosion, not even a trace of their bodies was left.
The trees in the Liuyun Mountains below were instantly turned into fly ash and coke in the heat wave, spreading directly to more than ten miles away, causing forest fires.
All the monks on the battlefield fired out their protective auras to defend against the impact of the explosion. Such a shocking blow showed the power of the self-destruction of the late Nascent Soul monks!
"No!!!"
Hua Ziling's delicate body trembled, her mind went blank, and tears welled up in her beautiful eyes.
No matter how powerful Shen Lang was, there was no way he could withstand such a powerful explosion.
"well!"
The Wind and Thunder Demon King clenched his fists and sighed heavily. He did not expect that such a change would happen to his newly made brothers.
A group of Nascent Soul monks in Beilu also lamented that Shen Lang, such a talented person, could have fallen here.
Just when everyone was sighing.
A slender white light suddenly appeared in the sky not far away. The white light was like a gradually opening mouth, slowly tearing and widening, forming a space crack about two meters long.
"Whoosh!"
Shen Lang's whole body was squeezed out by the space crack and was thrown directly towards the ground.
Just after flying out of the space rift, Shen Lang's brain was in a daze, as if the whole world was spinning and clarity had not yet returned.
"Shen Lang?"
Hua Ziling, who was originally heartbroken, opened her eyes wide, let out a sweet cry, and immediately turned into a white light and chased after the falling Shen Lang.
"Empty...space teleportation?"
Upon seeing this, all the monks at the Nascent Soul stage in the Northern Territory were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped, showing expressions of disbelief.
Shen Lang actually has the ability to tear apart space and teleport?
Space teleportation is completely different from ordinary teleportation. Ordinary teleportation can only reach a certain extreme speed and jump directly to another location.
Space teleportation is more like a teleportation technique, which truly means disappearing from one spatial location and arriving at another spatial location.
Hua Ziling caught up with the falling Shen Lang and picked up the man.
Shen Lang shook his head, and the extreme dizziness slowly disappeared.
"Shen Lang, you weren't killed by the explosion?"
As soon as he woke up, Shen Lang heard Hua Ziling's scream in his ear, and her voice was still trembling.
"Ha, I... I'm not that easy to die!"
Opening his eyes, Shen Lang saw Hua Ziling's eyes shining brightly, as if she could cry at any time. She was very different from her usual cold and gloomy expression, and looked very weak.
Looking at Hua Ziling's extremely worried eyes, Shen Lang was startled for a moment, and his heart was slightly touched. He did not expect that Hua Ziling would care about him so much.
In fact, Shen Lang also had a special feeling for Hua Ziling, but he would always remind himself to keep a distance from Hua Ziling. He already had Su Ruoxue in his heart, and if he tolerated another woman, he would be sorry for the sleeping Su Ruoxue.
But seeing Hua Ziling's expression, Shen Lang felt a little soft at the moment. He didn't know what to say, so he had to reach out and wipe away the tears on Hua Ziling's eyelashes, and said softly: "Okay, I'm fine. Don't be like this.
If others see it, your goddess image will be gone."
Feeling the heat in Shen Lang's palm, Hua Ziling felt distracted for a moment, but soon returned to normal. She immediately turned her head away to cover up her embarrassment and embarrassment, and hummed in a hoarse voice: "You are lucky."
Seeing that Hua Ziling's mood gradually stabilized, Shen Lang felt relieved and looked around quickly. The man in black robe who had saved him had disappeared.
Shen Lang showed a thoughtful expression. Monster Zhuang's Nascent Soul self-destruction did not kill him!
Rather than saying he wasn't killed, it's better to say he wasn't hit.
In fact, Shen Lang was rescued by someone the moment before Zhuang Lao's monster Nascent Soul exploded, and the other party used great supernatural powers to pull him into a torn space crack.
He didn't see clearly who that person was, but he vaguely saw that the other person was wearing a black robe, exuding an astonishingly violent aura, and his aura looked a bit like that of someone!
"Zhang Daoling!"
Shen Lang vaguely felt that the man in black robe was Zhang Daoling, because he had a special mysterious aura, and only Zhang Daoling had given Shen Lang that feeling.
But he wasn't sure if it was Zhang Daoling.
Because the aura of the other party was too cold and terrifying, full of violence, anger, murderous intent, hatred and other negative emotions, which was very different from the kind-hearted Zhang Daoling he had in mind.
Moreover, the opponent can tear apart space easily, and his cultivation level may have reached the stage of becoming a god, while Zhang Daoling is only in the late stage of Nascent Soul.
Except for Zhang Daoling, Shen Lang couldn't figure out who the person who saved him was. Why did the other person save him?
The Wind and Thunder Demon King transformed into a human form and immediately flew over, saying in surprise: "Brother Shen, it's great that you're okay!"
Shen Lang nodded: "I'm lucky to have saved my life. Thank you Brother Feng Lei for your concern."
A group of Nascent Soul Stage monks from Beilu flew over and greeted Shen Lang. Everyone looked at Shen Lang with awe.
Everyone thought that the person who performed spatial teleportation just now was Shen Lang, and apart from being incredulous, they were also deeply impressed. It was unimaginable that Shen Lang, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, could actually display such heaven-defying magical powers.
But when they thought about it, Shen Lang was already very defiant in their eyes. He broke through the middle stage of Nascent Soul in less than ten years. Everyone couldn't help but wonder if Shen Lang had taken some kind of hormones to cultivate so quickly?
In short, such a shocking genius may actually have extraordinary abilities.
Zhuang Lao Wei Yuan Ying blew himself up and died. His storage ring and the Heavenly Ghost Mirror were also destroyed, so he couldn't get any benefits.
Because the owner of the Sky Ghost Mirror was killed, the horse-faced ghost also turned into ashes and disappeared on the battlefield.
All the Nascent Soul stage monks in Donglin's army have died, and only the middle and lower-level monks are still fighting. However, most of them have lost their armor and have no fighting spirit. It is estimated that they will all be annihilated in a short time.
Old Demon Feng Yue looked excited, cupping his fists towards Shen Lang and saying: "Brother Shen Lang, this battle can be won so smoothly only because of you alone to turn the tide of the battle!"
Gu Tianning also paid his respects: "Brother Shen is so kind, Gu Tianning and Shuangji Palace will never forget it!"
A group of Hokuriku Nascent Soul monks also expressed their words of praise and gratitude.
Shen Lang waved his hand and said: "We are all our own people, there is no need to be so polite."
"Brother Shen, you and these two fellow Taoists are waiting here until we clear out these remaining defeated generals, and then we can go to Shuangji Palace to celebrate!" Gu Tianning said loudly.
"good."
Shen Lang responded. The scene where he was rescued just now made him a little worried, and he had no intention of participating in the battle anymore.
Fengyue Laomo immediately issued a military order, and all the Yuanying-stage monks in Hokuriku began to slaughter the Donglin army.