Green blood mist filled the air, and pieces of flesh flew everywhere.
After the golden-horned beetle howled for a few times, it breathed its last and died.
The giant ape after Shen Lang's transformation made a huge noise, and many monks in the melee would look at it.
Seeing Shen Lang displaying such great power, he actually killed Wang Wenshan's spirit beast! The Yuanying stage monks in the middle of the melee couldn't help but be dumbfounded and secretly shocked in their hearts.
Even if a monk at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage wants to kill the Golden Horned Beetle, it may not be as easy as Shen Lang. Who is this kid?
From the head of the dead golden-horned beetle, a ball of golden light suddenly flew out, two or three inches long, like a mini golden beetle.
This ball of golden light is the soul of the golden-horned beetle!
Demonic beasts of the eighth level or above do not have demon elixirs, only souls. Similar to how monks condense the Nascent Soul in the elixir-forming stage, after the demonic beasts advance to the eighth level, the demon elixirs will turn into souls.
However, the soul of a demon cultivator is different from the Nascent Soul of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. The soul of a demon cultivator cannot leave the body in a normal state, and can only leave the body after the physical body collapses.
I saw the spirit of the golden-horned beetle leaving the body, panicking and trying to escape from the range of the Jiuli Sword Formation.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!"
Shen Lang snorted coldly, and then took out a jade box from the storage ring.
Opening the lid and pushing it a little, a strong suction force suddenly came from the jade box.
This jade box is called the Soul Sealing Box. It is a trophy that Shen Lang collected from the original black-robed ancestor. It can forcibly absorb souls, even the souls of eighth-level demon cultivators.
"No!!!"
The golden beetle soul let out a scream and was sucked into the soul-sealing box. Shen Lang was secretly happy and immediately closed the soul-sealing box and put it away.
The soul of an eighth-level peak monster is extremely precious and may be of great use in the future.
After killing the golden-horned beetle, Shen Lang was about to help Su Ruoxue.
Witnessing all this, Wang Wenshan was furious, his eyes widened with anger, and he yelled crazily: "You bastard, if you 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 the monster to surrender to you willingly, you can use the blood contract technique.
The killing of the golden-horned beetle felt to Wang Wenshan as if his wife had been killed, and the anger in his heart reached its peak in an instant.
Not only was a mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul able to easily kill monks at the same level, he even had his eighth-level peak spiritual beast killed by the opponent.
This boy must not be kept!
Wang Wenshan left Old Demon Feng Yue and others aside, 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 whole body was filled with chills. Being targeted by Wang Wenshan was not a good thing.
He boasts that his strength far exceeds that of ordinary early Yuanying monks, or even middle Yuanying monks. But facing the great monks, Shen Lang has no confidence in winning.
The main reason is that the gap between the late Nascent Soul stage and the middle Nascent Soul stage is really too big. In front of a great monk, you will definitely be beaten.
What's more, Wang Wenshan is the leader of the alliance in Donglin Continent. The lotus platform magic weapon in his hand, judging from its impressive spiritual power fluctuations, is at least the level of the pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure.
Shen Lang did not dare to face the enemy head-on, so he immediately used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit to transform into the form of Lei Peng, preparing to run away.
"Flying Thunder Escape Technique!"
The wings of the golden roc were beating with a large amount of golden lightning. With a flap of its wings and a "swish" sound, the roc disappeared on the spot. With a flash of golden light, Shen Lang came to Su Ruoxue and said through the message: "Come up quickly!"
Su Ruoxue did not hesitate and immediately climbed onto the wings of the golden roc.
Seeing Wang Wenshan's escaping light approaching quickly from behind, Shen Lang immediately used the Flying Thunder Escape Technique and fled around the battlefield crazily, like a meteor, at a dizzying speed, and in the blink of an eye he was able to get rid of Wang Wenshan's escaping light.
"Thunder Escape Technique!"
Wang Wenshan looked extremely ugly. He never expected that a mere boy in the early stage of Nascent Soul could have so many incredible magical powers.
"Quickly, stop this old guy!" From behind, Old Demon Feng Yue also chased after him, shouting loudly.
Several mid-stage Nascent Soul monks from Beilu caught up and entangled Wang Wenshan.
Seeing that Shen Lang was running faster than a dog, Wang Wenshan was forced to give up the chase and fought with the old demon Feng Yue and several mid-stage Nascent Soul monks who had entangled him.
Shen Lang felt relieved when he saw that Wang Wenshan was not chasing him.
The golden roc happened to fly in front of the small Five Elements Diamond Formation set up by Zhang Daoling. Zhang Daoling and the other five people were still trying their best to activate Hetu Luoshu, and the originally inconspicuous scroll began to emit a misty white light.
The Hokuriku monk team formed a circle around the formation to prevent the Donglin people from raiding.
The fighting around them is very fierce, but at first glance it seems that the levels are clear. Basically, there is a Nascent Soul Stage monk leading more than a hundred Pill Formation Stage monks to fight against each other.
Normally, monks in the Nascent Soul stage fight with monks in the Nascent Soul stage, while monks in the Pill Formation stage form large and small battle groups and fight together in groups. The scene is extremely brutal!
The most conspicuous thing is that the strong man in the late Yuanying stage led several early Yuanying monks and seven to eight hundred pill-forming monks to the east, fighting with a large number of Hokuriku monks in the east.
The strong man seemed to have noticed something fishy that the Hokuriku monks were doing, and wanted to rush into the center of the battle group to prevent Zhang Daoling and the other five from urging Hetu Luoshu.
Wang Wenshan and Fengyue Laomo fought together, but did not pursue Shen Lang. This was a battlefield, and Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue could not sit idle, so they had to rejoin the battle group.
Shen Lang once again used the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit, transformed into the posture of the Mountain-Qing Giant Ape, and rushed towards the battle group.
The giant ape's eyes flashed with violence, exuding a terrifying aura, and waved its fists wildly, displaying terrifying power.
"Boom boom boom!"
In an instant, more than a dozen monks in the Danjie stage were hit by the giant ape's fist, and their bodies instantly shattered into blood mist!
The Danjie monks who came to the east were all scared to death, and for a while, the scene was very chaotic.
The giant ape was like a ferocious beast from the wild, wreaking havoc on the battlefield and killing Donglin people.
There was a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul who couldn't stand it anymore and immediately attacked.
With the cooperation of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue, within half a minute, the man was shot to death again, and his body was beaten into meat patties by the giant ape.
Perhaps because of Shen Lang's terror, no Nascent Soul stage monk from Donglin dared to step forward to stop him.
Shen Lang's magical powers seemed to be very suitable for use on the battlefield, and he stole the show with his crazy killing spree among the Donglin monks.
"presumptuous!"
Within a few minutes of seeing each other, more than two hundred monks at the Dan formation stage and one Yuanying stage monk died in the hands of Shen Lang. Wang Wenshan was heartbroken when he saw this. This guy was a big disaster!
"Three elders, hurry up and capture that boy named Shen Lang. We must do it no matter what!" Wang Wenshan roared at the three golden-robed old men in the distance.
"Yes, Alliance Leader!"
The three golden-robed old men immediately took the order, rushed out of the battle group, and rushed towards Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue at the rear of Beilu. The three elders were the three most powerful Nascent Soul mid-stage monks in the east continent, with high moral prestige and high status.
Second only to the three late Nascent Soul cultivators from Donglin Continent.
The three masters came from the same sect, and the exercises they learned were very similar, so they were known as the "Three Elders from the East", and their strength was quite terrifying.