"Brother Daoling!" Gu Tianning's face changed drastically, and he rushed up quickly, and was about to step forward to support Zhang Daoling, covered in blood.

Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said, "It's okay!" After saying that, Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan and others with a dumbfounded look on his face, and said hoarsely, "Fellow Dao Wang, I won this battle.

"Wang Wenshan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He never dreamed that this would not kill Zhang Daoling. This old guy's life was too hard, right? You know, they spent a huge price to deal with Zhang Daoling, but they didn't want to escape the disaster by the other party.

In addition to Wang Wenshan, the two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were also as beautiful as earth. They knew the power of the attack that the corpse demon self-explosion just now.

Zhang Daoling can even take such a perverted attack, and you can imagine his strength! Although there are three great cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage on the Donglin Army, Zhang Daoling alone is probably able to compete with two late-stage cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, which is really unfathomable.

Before Wang Wenshan could speak, the old demon Fengyue was furious and pointed at Wang Wenshan angrily and shouted: "You are cheating, this is not a fair showdown at all.

How could he self-destruct after coming up?" "Hmph, I said so well-sounding. I think you should be the ones who are insidious and cunning!" Gu Tianning couldn't contain the resentment in his heart and roared angrily.

"You cannot self-destruct during the battle, this is basic common sense!" "You are so shameless when you hurt our leader in this despicable way!" The Nascent Soul stage monks in front of the North Land Formation were filled with indignation and shouted angrily.

Wang Wenshan shouted with a contemptuous look: "Don't talk nonsense! The cultivators we sent out have their bodies destroyed by fellow Taoist Zhang, and only the Nascent Soul is left.

Since there is no self-destruction of the Nascent Soul, why does it come from the explosion? The bald old man on the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle also added fuel to the fire and said: "Yes, this is a normal duel. There is no regulation that the Sky Fire Thunder Pearl cannot be used.

"You!" Feng Yue's old demonic eyes were full of fire, but there was no evidence to refute.

Indeed, no Nascent Soul cultivator can practice the art of self-destruction, so he is simply suicide.

The corpse demon is refined with special techniques and can use the cultivator's Nascent Soul as the soul.

But the Nascent Soul, which acts as a corpse demon, has long been refined, lost memory, and has been banned from the magic technique, and has existed like a walking corpse.

Therefore, after the body of the corpse demon explodes, the Nascent Soul can still be preserved, but this Nascent Soul will die in a few days.

Zhang Daoling looked at Wang Wenshan with a calm look and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, isn't I the one who won this battle?" Wang Wenshan's old face twitched slightly and said coldly: "You win!" In the middle of the battlefield, the dull-looking Nascent Soul man flew back to the Donglin Army formation under the order of Wang Wenshan.

"Since that's the case, our North Land monks won today's matchup.

According to the rules of war between mainland China, the winner of the three formations and two winners are the winner.

The second round will start tomorrow!" Zhang Daoling said in a deep voice.

Wang Wenshan stared at Zhang Daoling with his eyes, quickly considering the pros and cons in his mind, but did not respond for the time being.

"Brother Wang, why do we have to act according to pedantic rules? This surnamed Zhang is very weak and is definitely seriously injured! It would be a breeze to shoot him to death at this time!" The strong man in the beast car sent a message to Wang Wenshan.

"Yes, as long as you kill Zhang Daoling, this tricky guy, there will be only one shemale or female left in Beilu who is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, which is not afraid at all.

Our army eastwards crushed directly over, and the group of mobs in the northern continent would definitely not resist our offensive!" The bald old man on the Crazy Thunder and Wind Eagle also said in a voice transmission.

Wang Wenshan frowned. He was thinking about this issue just now, thinking about whether to take advantage of Zhang Daoling's serious injury and take the opportunity to rush forward and shoot him to death? In this way, the army of both sides will definitely not avoid head-on conflict! Although Wang Wenshan is sure to win, he still has many concerns.

After all, the Yunjian continent is too vast, and the army eastward has just occupied the southern continent, and its foundation is unstable.

Wang Wenshan considered that if he really did not follow the matchup and died with Beilu, he would definitely suffer heavy losses.

By then, even if the Donglin monks can occupy the entire Yunjian Continent, they will fall into a state of sluggishness for a long time.

The demon clan of the Qifeng Continent south of the Donglin Continent often has friction with the people in Donglin. If the demon clan of the Qifeng Continent takes advantage of the situation, the Donglin Continent will face a dangerous situation of internal and external troubles in the future.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Wenshan still didn't dare to gamble.

It is safe to defeat the army of monks in the North Land in a duel.

I think that Zhang Daoling suffered such a serious injury, it would be difficult for him to recover within three to five years.

The battle lasted only a few days, and Zhang Daoling's combat power was basically zero, so he would definitely not be able to fight in the next two rounds.

Without one Zhang Daoling, in the next two formations, their Eastside people will definitely beat the monks in Yunjian North Land.

Wang Wenshan glanced at Zhang Daoling and snorted coldly: "Okay, you won today. Tomorrow's second stage is not as simple as today.

Dear fellow Taoists from Beilu, wash my neck and wait!" After saying that, Wang Wenshan turned his head and issued a military order: "Looking eastward to the army, withdraw back to the border!" The sound was like thunder, spreading thousands of miles.

The dark Donglin army began to retreat.

The Nascent Soul Stage monks in front of the Northern Land Formation breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Lang also felt sweaty in his palms.

But then again, he suspected that the Donglin army would really break the blame and attack. After all, the rules of warfare could not restrict anything.

Unexpectedly, the Donglin Army would obey the rules of the war. Maybe the other party had his own plans.

After seeing that the Donglin army completely withdrew, Zhang Daoling breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe the injury was too serious, and he was shaking in the air and almost fell down.

Gu Tianning and Feng Yue Lao Demon rushed up and helped Zhang Daoling up.

"Brother Daoling, how are you feeling in your body?" Gu Tianning asked worriedly.

Zhang Daoling's face was pale, obviously a great injury to his vitality. He shook his head and sighed: "I don't want the people of Donglin to make such a trick. In the next two rounds, I can only do my best!" As soon as these words came out, all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the North Land's hearts sank.

Zhang Daoling must have suffered extremely severe injuries, otherwise he would not have said such words.

This is a scam.

Tomorrow is the second stage, and even if Zhang Daoling wants to recover from his injuries, he will not have time.

It is worth mentioning that the second formation was a team battle, that is, both sides sent five early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

The third formation is a melee.
Chapter completed!