Godly Dragon Guard

The absence of Zhang Daoling had too much influence on the army of Hokuriku monks.

The great monks of the late Yuanying stage are far better than the ordinary ones in the middle stage of Yuanying stage. Entering and leaving the army of cultivators is like entering the land of no one, they can reap heads arbitrarily, greatly affecting the situation of the battle.

Not to mention a powerful monk like Zhang Daoling.

Not only that, Zhang Daoling is the leader of the Hokuriku cultivator army. He is now seriously injured and his military will be frustrated.

Donglin people were too insidious and cunning, and Zhang Daoling was overshadowed. The high-level officials in Hokuriku were angry, but they could only secretly admit their fate.

The corner of Zhang Daoling's mouth was still overflowing with blood. After taking two golden pills, he turned and shouted at the Hokuriku monks' army: "The whole army will withdraw to the border, replenish its energy and be vigilant!"

After hearing the order, the Hokuriku monks began to withdraw.

Gu Tianning frowned: "Brother Daoling, tomorrow's match..."

"Go back and discuss it!" Zhang Daoling shook his head indifferently.

The cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage in Beilu were also silent, unconsciously, Zhang Daoling seemed to be the backbone of their army of Beilu cultivators.

Now that Zhang Daoling is seriously injured, the blow to the cultivators of the Zhongyuan Yingji period is not ordinary.

Even if it had won the first round, the morale of the Hokuriku monk army was a bit low.

Not long after, the army has successively arrived at the border camp.

A large number of monks returned to the camp to rest and recharge their energy.

Zhang Daoling dragged his wounded body and held a battle meeting with the cultivators of Zhongyuan Yingqi in a temporary stone house.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn, and the eyes of all the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage were focused on Zhang Daoling.

"In the first round, we won. It should be something worth celebrating. However, the old man is in a physical condition, which drags you back." Zhang Daoling sighed.

"Brother Daoling said that, he only hates the insidious and cunning man from Donglin, and cheated Brother Daoling!" Gu Tianning gritted his teeth.

"That's it, Donglin people are too shameless, they actually came up with this tactic of self-destruction."

"Hmph, if the Donglin people were not insidious, they would not have taken the opportunity to invade Nanlu!"

In the hall, a group of primordial infant stage monks were noisy and angry.

Zhang Daoling shook his head and said: "Everyone, it is meaningless to talk about this matter anymore. I should stop mentioning it. The Donglin people have already lost for a while, and the opponent will surely counterattack in the next second round. This battle is of great importance. Under pressure, I hope that fellow daoists can contribute."

"Brother Daoling is relieved, Gu Tian would rather fight again!" Gu Tianning stood up, patted his chest and said.

Old Demon Fengyue flashed a gleam in his eyes and said, "Okay! If Fellow Gu Dao offers a bipolar demon king again, his combat power is not much different from that of the great monks of Yuan Ying's late stage. This seat is willing to cooperate with you to win this second battle. !"

"Thank you Fengyue fellow." Gu Tianning clasped his fists.

Gu Tianning and Old Demon Feng Yue took the initiative to ask for a battle, which made some of the Nascent and Infant-stage cultivators present to boil over.

"I, Xuanyuanhong, would like to represent Juquemen in the second battle!" Xuanyuanhong stood up and said.

"Qian is willing to represent Xuanyin Sect in the second battle!"

"The old man is willing to represent the Lingjiu Palace in the second battle, and will coexist and die with Hokuriku!"

In the hall, there were many monks from Yuan Ying period who took the initiative to invite us, and the atmosphere on the scene was extremely warm.

Perhaps after the first period of warm-up, the cultivators of Zhongyuan Yingqi have entered a state of war. Perhaps everyone realized the importance of this war, or perhaps it was also infected by Zhang Daoling's determination...

In short, all the Nascent Soul Stage monks in the hall were extremely determined to win.

"Everyone is so supportive, thank you, old man!" Zhang Daoling looked solemn, and then said: "The old man is seriously injured. The second battle may be difficult to fight, but the third battle will definitely play again. The old man is the leader of the Northland, so naturally he will fight with the North. Land coexist and die!"

As soon as this word came out, everyone's emotions were mobilized.

With emotion and reason, Zhang Daoling has done his best.

Most of the Nascent Soul monks in Beilu were arrogant, but they still respect Zhang Daoling.

Everyone also remembered the life-saving grace of Stigmata Canyon. Now that Yunjian Continent is invaded, no one wants to see their homeland occupied by the Donglin people.

Soon, the candidates for the second battle have been released.

Each is the five Yuanying cultivators headed by Juquemen Xuanyuanhong, four Yuanying cultivators headed by Gu Tianning, and the only cultivator Fengyue in the late Yuanying period.

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue remained silent and did not participate in the war. Because Shen Lang represented Tianquanzong in the first battle, the monks of Tianquanzong did not need to participate in the second battle.

Although Shen Lang had no sense of belonging to Yunjian Beilu, he was also infected by the atmosphere of the war, but he had his own scruples.

If Zhang Daoling begged Shen Lang to join the war, Shen Lang would most likely agree. But Zhang Daoling didn't mention it, and Shen Lang simply remained silent.

Shen Lang expected that the second battle would be extremely difficult, because the Donglinren would not lose the second battle anyway, otherwise, if they lost two consecutive battles, it would represent the Donglinren's defeat.

Think about it another way. Instead of hanging in the second battle, think about how to deal with the third battle.

Shen Lang naturally didn't persuade, he had already decided to play the third battle in his heart.

One is to represent Tianquanzong to make some contributions to Beilu, and the other is to give Zhang Daoling a favor!

After the second battalion of participating monks were selected, the meeting ended, and the Zhong Yuan Yingqi monks returned to their respective residences to recharge their energy.

Seeing that Zhang Daoling had been sitting in the hall, Shen Lang did not rush to leave the hall, waiting for everyone to disperse, he still had something to look for Zhang Daoling.

Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan came up to talk, and Shen Lang asked them to leave first.

Only Su Ruoxue was with Shen Lang all the time. After everyone left, there were only three people in the hall, Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue and Zhang Daoling.

"Brother Daoling, I can help you heal your injuries." Shen Lang stepped forward and said straightforwardly.

Zhang Daoling smiled lightly and said: "Thank you, Daoist Shen, if you don't find me, the old man must also find you. In this battle, the old man is really hurt very badly, and he needs the help of Daoist friends. I am afraid that only Daoist Shen has this ability."

Shen Lang was quite curious: "How did Brother Daoling know that I have this ability?"

"If the old man's guess is correct, Fellow Shen Daoist should be carrying the sage-yang war aura in the Tiangang's war aura, and the purity of this war aura is close to the mid-warming period." Zhang Daoling said with a smile.

Shen Lang was a little surprised. He wasn't surprised that Zhang Daoling could perceive the Sage Yang War Qi in his body. After all, Tian Gang's War Qi was so famous.

But he was surprised that Zhang Daoling could actually see that the original war energy in his body had indeed reached the peak of the initial stage of warming up, approaching the middle stage.

Shen Lang didn't think much, nodded and said: "Yes, brother Daoling is still so insightful. My Sage Yang war spirit can indeed help you heal your injury, but brother Daoling estimated that the injury is extremely serious, and war spirit may not be able to. Brother Daoling will heal in a short time."

"It's okay, the ability of Fellow Taoist Shen to give the old man some sacred war energy is far surpassing any panacea." Zhang Daoling said solemnly.

"Well, it shouldn't be too late. I will pass one-third of the Sheng Yang battle energy in my body to Brother Daoling!"

After speaking, Shen Lang stretched out one hand, and a dense golden flame burned in his palm.