Looking at the man in white in front of him, Jiang Hai was stunned for a while, then he came back to his senses and exclaimed: "Junior brother, it's you!"
No wonder he was so surprised. Shen Lang disappeared without appearing for six or seven years. Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan also suspected that something unexpected had happened to him.
If he had not encountered any unexpected events, he should have gone to other continents to temporarily avoid the war.
He didn't expect that Shen Lang would appear at this time. His cultivation was still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which was unbelievable. His junior brother had only been a baby for a while, and Jiang Hai suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes for a while.
"Senior brother, this is not a place for small talk. Let's wait until the battle is over to reminisce about old times." Shen Lang said in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Jiang Hai nodded immediately.
The huge Ice Soul Mountain has already caused a sensation on the battlefield.
Donglin people with higher cultivation levels can basically recognize Bingpo Mountain. The three great treasures of Donglin have been famous for a long time, but now they have fallen into the hands of Yunjian people?
In order not to affect the morale of the military, the top leaders of the Donglin Monk Alliance did not spread the news that Wang Wenshan and Liu Tianming were dead.
The Donglin monks are not weak-minded. The fact that Bingpo Mountain is in the hands of Yunjian people can only mean one thing, that is, Liu Tianming is dead.
Even a great monk of the level of Feng Yue Lao Mo would have to spend a lot of effort to deal with Liu Tianming, the three elders of Donglin. I didn't expect that besides him, there are such powerful monks in Yunjian Beilu.
Without saying a word, Shen Lang transformed into a mountain-bearing giant ape, wielded the Ice Soul Mountain and began to attack the Donglin Nascent Soul Stage monks on the battlefield.
The monks in Donglin all changed their expressions.
"Thank you to Brother Shen Lang for your help. Xuanyuan Hong would like to express his gratitude on behalf of the Beilu Monk Alliance!"
Seeing Shen Lang displaying his power, Xuanyuan Hong was overjoyed and roared. Originally, Xuanyuan Hong was ready to sacrifice for the Juque Sect, and his mood was a bit tragic. He never thought in his wildest dreams that Shen Lang would suddenly appear after disappearing for a long time.
The fighting power on the battlefield is so terrifying.
"Quick, go deal with that Shen Lang first!"
The commander of Donglin's army, the yellow-haired old man, yelled.
The lone Nascent Soul cultivator from Donglin could barely hold on before being killed by Shen Lang. The yellow-haired old man had a look of horror on his face. This man's strength was too astonishing.
Several Donglin Nascent Soul early stage monks launched a fierce attack on Shen Lang. Shen Lang activated the Jiuli Sword Formation to protect his body, and the giant ape swung the Ice Soul Mountain and smashed it wildly.
"Boom!"
Soon, a Donglin Yuanying stage monk was crushed to death by Bingpo Mountain.
"hiss!"
The scalps of several Donglin Nascent Soul stage monks who were besieging the giant ape were numb. Shen Lang was so fierce that they could not stop him at all.
Even if they attack together, they can't break through the defense of Jiuli Sword Formation, and they pose almost no threat to the giant ape.
As for the giant ape's attack, as long as you take one hit, you will definitely die.
"roar!"
The giant ape opened its fangs and let out a loud roar. The attack became more and more violent. In the blink of an eye, another Yuanying stage monk from the east was crushed to death by Bingpo Mountain.
Seeing the giant ape being so violent, all the Nascent Soul monks from the east became a little timid.
Xuanyuan Hong roared: "The Yuanying Stage monks from the Beilu Alliance listened to the order and quickly cooperated with fellow Taoist Shen Lang to kill these Yuanying Stage monks from the east!"
As soon as the roar subsided, the Nascent Soul stage monks from Beilu flew over one after another and began to assist Shen Lang.
In fact, Shen Lang could deal with these Donglin monks alone without their help.
The giant ape is like a god of murder on the battlefield, and more than eight Donglin Nascent Soul stage monks have died in his hands.
With the cooperation of the monks in the Yuan Ying stage of Hokuriku, Shen Lang restored his human form and put away the Jiuli Sword Formation in order to avoid excessive consumption.
He took out the Qixuanqin and started playing the seven fairy tunes.
"Tumang!"
A large number of criss-crossing cyan sword lights suddenly surged out of the white jade harp, strangling those Nascent Soul stage monks to the east.
The Qixuan Qin consumes relatively little spiritual energy, and the power of the Tumang is only slightly worse than that of the Jiuli Sword Formation. Before Shen Lang broke through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the power of the Tumang was stronger than that of the Jiuli Sword Formation.
But since the Tiangang Chunyang Sword Code broke through the eighth level, the power of the sword array is higher than that of Tumang, but the consumption is also greater, so it is not suitable for long-term defense against enemies.
Shen Lang calmed down and played Qixuanqin, and the green sword light filled the sky rushing away like ocean waves.
In the blink of an eye, two more Donglin Nascent Soul stage monks died in his hands.
Xuanyuan Hong and other Beilu Nascent Soul monks swallowed a gulp of saliva, with shocked looks in their eyes. Not only did Shen Lang's cultivation level increase greatly, but his strength had also reached a level that even they could not imagine.
After three attacks and five divisions, only the last one of the twelve Nascent Soul stage monks in the Donglin army died, that is, the yellow-haired old man in the middle Nascent Soul stage.
"No...impossible!"
The yellow-haired old man's head was spinning as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.
The battle situation, which was clearly a sure win just now, actually took a 180-degree turn. All the Nascent Soul Stage monks on Party B's side died, leaving only me as a polished commander.
Just killing Shen Lang in the middle can cause such a drastic change in the battle situation. He is obviously in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so why is this kid's strength so amazing?
While the yellow-haired old man was in a state of panic, Shen Lang transformed into Lei Peng, and with a flying thunder escape technique, he dodged behind him. "Old man, just surrender and catch me, or I'll kill you!" Shen Lang looked cold and said.
The Lei Ze lightsaber was already placed on his neck.
Xuanyuan Hong and other Nascent Soul Stage monks also came around and surrounded the yellow-haired old man tightly to prevent him from escaping.
The yellow-haired old man was so frightened that he trembled all over and said: "Spare... spare my life! Don't kill me!"
This guy was so arrogant and shouting before, but now he's groveling and begging for mercy when he sees the situation is wrong. It's really ridiculous.
Xuanyuan Hong said with disdain: "What a waste, I will dirty my hands if I kill you!"
"Brother Xuanyuan, you can deal with this person." Shen Lang handed the yellow-haired old man to Xuanyuan Hong.
Xuanyuan Hong cast a forbidden divine spell and controlled the yellow-haired old man.
"Thank you! Fortunately, Brother Shen joined the battle, otherwise the consequences for us would be unimaginable. Brother Shen is so kind that I cannot repay him!" Xuanyuan Hong showed a hint of gratitude in his eyes and a hint of awe in his tone.
Not only him, but also all the Yuanying Stage monks in the Northern Lands could not help but feel a sense of awe.
"You don't have to thank me. Shen is also an elder of the Tianquan Sect. This battle is his duty. Let's talk about it later. First, we should clean up these defeated soldiers." Shen Lang said neither humble nor arrogant.
"good!"
Xuanyuan Hong immediately issued a military order, and the Northern Territory Alliance army began to pursue the victory.
Seeing that all the commanders had been captured and the Nascent Soul stage boss was dead, Donglin's army was completely in chaos and scattered.
The battle turned into a one-sided massacre, and the alliance army quickly suppressed the Donglin army and started killing like crazy.
Not long after, the battle was over, and the Allied forces won a complete victory.
Xuanyuan Hong was overjoyed and immediately ordered his sect disciples to prepare a celebration banquet and invited Shen Lang and all the Beilu Nascent Soul monks to go with him.
#####ps: I may not have time to code words tonight, please don’t hit me.