Chapter 1567 I Will Support You Even to Death!

Shen Lang, Fengling Demon King, and Hua Ziling were cleaning up other Donglin Nascent Soul monks on the battlefield. The scene was almost a massacre.

After three strikes and five divided by two, there are only five dead monks in the Nascent Soul Stage in Donglin.

After their bodies were destroyed, not all Nascent Souls would choose to escape. One of them, a Donglin Nascent Soul monk, could not bear the humiliation and blew himself up, causing two Hokuriku Nascent Soul monks to be seriously injured because they could not dodge.

Now, there are ten Hokuriku Nascent Soul Stage monks besieging the Minotaur Horse Face.

The old monster Zhuang looked completely crazy, and the two evil ghosts were ravaged terribly. Their bodies were bloody and bloody, but they still roared and resisted everyone's attacks. They were really tenacious.

Although these two bull-headed horse faces are not their true bodies, their bodies' defenses are extremely amazing. They withstood many attacks from Nascent Soul Stage monks without suffering any fatal injuries.

After Shen Lang finished taking care of the group of Yuanying-stage monks from the east, he turned his attention to the bull-headed horse-faced body.

His purpose from the beginning was to kill the Yuanying Stage monks on the east side of the army first, so that the Yuanying Stage monks in Beilu could free up their hands to work together to deal with the most troublesome bull-headed horse face.

Due to the fact that he had lost his Lei Ze lightsaber, Shen Lang did not fight with the bull-headed horse face from the beginning, knowing that there would be no advantage at all.

The result was just as he imagined. It was really amazing that the bull-headed horse noodles were so thick and thick-skinned.

Now that the war is coming to an end, with so many Nascent Soul Stage monks besieging the Minotaur and Horse Face, there is no need to worry that Old Monster Zhuang will escape. Shen Lang took back the Qixuan Qin and performed the Nine Transformations of the Blood Spirit, transforming into the posture of a mountain-holding giant ape.

"Roar!" The giant ape looked up to the sky and roared wildly, and the ice crystal hill in his palm suddenly expanded.

"Old man, let me die!"

The giant ape roared loudly, and swung the thousand-meter-high Ice Soul Mountain towards the old monster Zhuang on the shoulder of the bull-headed ghost.

Old Monster Zhuang's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Niutou, stop me!"

"Ouch!"

The bullhead let out a deep roar, swung the thousand-meter-long giant ax in his hand, and slashed hard at the incoming Bingpo Mountain.

"clang!"

The giant ax struck Bingpo Mountain, and the violent magic light and cold light collided, making an earth-shattering roar.

A heavy cold mist swept all around, and the Nascent Soul stage monks who besieged the Minotaur and Horse Face felt greatly uncomfortable, and they all condensed spiritual light shields to resist the cold mist.

Shen Lang still underestimated the physical strength of this bull-headed ghost, and he was able to confront the Mountain-bearing Giant Ape after his transformation. The two sides were in a stalemate for a short time, with the giant ax and Bingpo Mountain refusing to give in to each other, and neither one could suppress the other.

"Roar!"

The giant ape let out a violent roar, unleashing its divine power to the extreme, and the huge ice soul mountain gradually overwhelmed the power of the bull-headed ghost.

The giant ax in the hand of the bull-headed devil was pressed down by the ice soul mountain. The biting cold air eroded it, and half of the bull-headed devil's arm was already frozen.

While the Bull-headed Demon King was struggling to resist Bingpo Mountain, the Wind and Thunder Demon King flew over and slashed with its blade-like dragon tail, hitting the Bull-headed Demon in the head.

"boom!"

A heavy muffled sound came, and the thunder dragon's sharp tail and heavy bull-headed ghost's head carried dense purple lightning.

A large gash was opened in the head of the bull-headed ghost, and green blood splattered everywhere.

"Ouch!!!"

The bull-headed horse face summoned by the Sky Ghost Mirror seemed to be able to feel the pain, holding its head and howling miserably.

The giant ape seized the opportunity, picked up the ice mountain, and smashed it towards the bull's head. The Nascent Soul Stage monks in Beilu also launched a fierce attack.

Monster Zhuang, who was originally on the shoulder of the bull-headed ghost, was so frightened that he fled in a hurry and immediately hid behind the horse-faced ghost not far away.

In order to summon the bull-headed horse face, Old Monster Zhuang had already exhausted his spiritual power, and he still had a lot of natal essence. His body was empty, and he was unable to fight back or escape.

The horse-faced devil was still trying his best to resist the attacks from Feng Yue Old Demon Gu Tianning and other monks, but he was also unable to resist.

The seriously injured Niutou was beaten to death by the violent Qingshan giant ape and the monks in the Zhongyuanying stage. The scene was horrific. The giant apes smashed the body of the cow head into a pulp.

Seeing that Niutou was dead, Old Monster Zhuang showed an expression like his dead father, knowing that the situation was over.

Donglin's army is about to be defeated!

"Ah!!! Shen Lang, it's all you little bastard. You killed my senior brother Wang Wenshan, killed so many Yuanyuan Stage monks in Donglin, and this time you destroyed my Donglin army! Even if I die, I still want to I'll hold you back!"

The old monster Zhuang's face was twisted, and he roared madly. The sound was like thunder, resounding thousands of miles away.

All the Yuanying-stage monks in the Northern Territory on the battlefield looked horrified. They never expected that the leader of the Eastern Alliance, Wang Wenshan, would die in Shen Lang's hands?

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Monster Zhuang patted the Tianling Cap on his head, and the Nascent Soul flew out of his body. The body of the Nascent Soul villain was filled with a lot of white light.

"No, Brother Shen Lang, be careful as this guy's Nascent Soul explodes!" Old Demon Feng Yue guessed what Old Monster Zhuang wanted to do and immediately shouted towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit to transform into Lei Peng.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of thunder, and Shen Lang used the Flying Thunder Escape Technique, running back like a mad dog to avoid the old monster Zhuang.

Damn it, the other party has turned into a mad dog. Shen Lang was frightened and did not dare to tangle with Mr. Zhuang. The power of a monk's self-destruction in the late Nascent Soul stage is not something he can bear.

Even if the body of an ordinary Nascent Soul stage monk collapses, it is almost impossible for him to self-destruct his Nascent Soul. Because the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul means that the soul will be scattered and it will completely disappear from the world, unable to escape into the six realms of reincarnation and be reborn.

I didn’t expect this old monster Zhuang to be so crazy!

Unfortunately, although Shen Lang's Flying Thunder Escape Technique is fast, it is still not faster than Mr. Zhuang's Nascent Soul.

"Oops!"

Seeing Old Monster Zhuang's Nascent Soul approaching like a tarsal maggot, Shen Lang sweated on his forehead and his heart sank to the bottom of his heart.

"Hahaha, little Shen Lang, let's see where you run! Go to hell!"

Seeing that Shen Lang had nowhere to hide, the strange Nascent Soul of Mr. Zhuang finally showed a ferocious smile of joy on his twisted old face. The Nascent Soul villain's whole body glowed with a dazzling white light, and his whole body trembled violently.

"It's over!"

Shen Lang was horrified. The self-destruction of a monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul was as powerful as a blow of a monk in the early stage of becoming a god. With this level of power, no defensive magic weapon could save him.

The distance between Mr. Zhuang's Nascent Soul and Shen Lang was only ten meters, and there was no way to avoid it.

Accompanied by the ferocious laughter of the Nascent Soul villain, the next moment.

"Boom!!!"

There was a shocking loud noise, like a nuclear bomb exploding, and the white light in the sky covered everything around it. The space in the center of the explosion was shaken unstable, and the dazzling light seemed to break through the sky.

"Shen Lang!!!"

Hua Ziling's pretty face turned pale.

"Brother Shen Lang!" Fengling Demon King's eyes widened.

"Fellow Daoist Shen Lang!" Gu Tianning and other Beilu Nascent Soul monks exclaimed.

But all the shouts were covered up by the shocking explosion that followed.

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In fact, at the moment before Zhuang Lao's monster Nascent Soul self-destructed, a space behind Shen Lang was suddenly torn apart by some mysterious force. A big hand appeared in the crack and directly dragged Shen Lang into the space crack. #####ps: Can anyone guess who this mysterious man is?