Chapter 1452: Badly injured Zhang Daoling

"Hehe, are you Donglin people so greedy and afraid of death? I am ashamed to let a cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Ying play!" Old Demon Feng Yue sneered strangely.
"If you're so afraid to go to war, it's better to admit defeat. Wouldn't it be easier to come here?" Xuanyuan Hong said.
Wang Wenshan had no expression on his face and said nothing. The other two late-stage Yuan Ying cultivators facing the mainland also remained silent.
The army of monks in the east, look at me and I look at you, all of them look embarrassed and their morale is greatly reduced. They also don't understand why the high-level personnel dispatched a middle-level Yuan Ying monk to deal with Zhang Daoling, and this young man had never heard of it.
Zhang Daoling is very famous, and he is the leader of Yunjian Beilu. Since he has all played, Wang Wenshan should also play.
But I didn't expect that the Eastern Army would let an unknown middle-aged Yuan Ying monk come out to deal with Zhang Daoling. Isn't it right?
This decision will indeed disturb the military's mind. Some Donglin cultivators even felt that Wang Wenshan was afraid to play?
Zhang Daoling glanced at the young man with a face as usual and said, "This fellow Taoist is very strange, can you give me his name?"
"Send you to the west!"
The youth roared with a dull expression, and the whole person turned into a sharp arrow, rushing towards Zhang Daoling.
Zhang Daoling raised the whisk in his hand, pinched the Jue with one hand, and murmured: "Five thunder spell!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Daoling swung an amazing spell with the whisk in his hand.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
Five lightnings of different colors, like a thick laser cannon, each lightning is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, carrying a terrifying power, directly towards the dull young man who rushed over.
It was the first time that Shen Lang saw Zhang Daoling take a shot. He couldn't help feeling a huge shock. He could have so much power with just one hand, he was really a master!
It is said that all the spells of Zhang Daoling were created by him, which Shen Lang could not imagine.
Seeing that the five thunder spell was about to hit the young man, the young man opened his mouth, with a strong corpse odor.
"drink!"
Suddenly, a large number of cyan light bullets spewed from the youth's mouth, which was extremely dazzling.
"Boom!"
The power of each light bomb is equivalent to a full blow by the monks in the early Yuanying period. At first glance, it is not enough for the overhaul of the late Yuanying period, but with so many light bombs superimposed, even if it is the late Yuanying period The big monk didn't dare to insist.
"It's Skyfire Thunderball!"
Old Demon Fengyue stunned, almost exclaiming, Donglin people can actually refine this kind of big killer!
The expressions of the monks in the Yuan Ying period before the Beilu formation changed.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, and he had also heard of the Skyfire Thunder Ball, which was one of the few consumable treasures in this world that could severely inflict damage to the monks of the Yuan Ying stage.
This thing is equivalent to a grenade, which is similar to a one-time attack charm, but it is more powerful than the latter.
Skyfire Thunderball refining materials are extremely harsh, and the process is very complicated. It is more difficult to refine a Skyfire Thunder Orb than to refine one's life magic weapon.
Therefore, almost no cultivator in the Yuanying stage would think of refining this thing, which takes time and effort to waste money, and the power of a Skyfire Thunder Orb is equivalent to the full blow of the cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying.
Even if it could refine one or two Skyfire Thunder Orbs, it would not be very attractive to the Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, at first glance, there were at least seventeen or eighteen thunderballs from the sky fire from the young man's mouth. This tm is too exaggerated!
"Boom!"
A large number of light bullets hit the five thunder spell, and a dense crackling sounded through the sky.
A scorching wind swept all around, and the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage in front of the two sides released spiritual shields to defend against the spread of explosive power.
Although the Five Thunders spell was tyrannical, it was still defeated by a large number of Skyfire Thunder Orbs, and even after the Thunder Orb exploded, Xiao Ban Meng directly blasted towards Zhang Daoling himself.
Zhang Daoling's complexion sank, shaking the whisk in his hand, his white hair flying in the wind, biting his fingertips, and quickly drew a mysterious technique in front of him.
"A curse!"
Zhang Daoling finally cast his strongest spell.
The five elements attack of the terrifying power of the five violent energies, carrying incomparable power, blasted towards the youth.
The youth's complexion was stiff, and he was not afraid of the Taishangzheng curse that struck him. The whole person turned into a fluent arrow, rushing towards Zhang Daoling, and he was about to be swallowed by the Taishangzheng curse.
"Zhang Daoling, die!"
The muted young man let out a hoarse and low roar, and his body suddenly bulged into a ball, shaking sharply.
"It's not good, it's a blew!" Fengyue old demon was taken aback.
The shout just fell.
"boom!!!"
A loud noise, like a thunderbolt in a clear sky, shocked people's eardrums.
The dull young man actually blew himself up!
What is even more incredible is that there are more than fifty Skyfire Thunder Orbs hidden in his belly! The moment of self-detonation detonated a large number of Skyfire Thunder Orbs at the same time.
This power, terrifying is beyond description!
I saw the bloodshot blood after the explosion, and the cyan light released by a large number of skyfire thunder beads, like a huge wave, blasted a great curse, swallowing Zhang Daoling whole person!
"Boom!!!"
This blow even changed the color of the world! The terrible power is like a raging sea, rolling around frantically, and the clouds in the sky are blown away...
"Not good!" Old Demon Fengyue was stunned.
Unexpectedly, the Donglin people were so insidious that they used the method of self-destruction to deal with Zhang Daoling. Although Zhang Daoling is strong, he is afraid that he can't stand an attack of this intensity.
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and showed horror. The power of this attack was almost approaching a blow from the cultivator of the transformation stage!
The explosion sounded wave after wave, and the light was dazzling.
The cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage in front of the Beilu Formation fully opened the spiritual shield to withstand the impact of the explosion.
Some cultivators in the Alchemy Phase and a large number of cultivators in the Foundation-building Phase were directly lifted out by the blast of air, and the formation was chaotic for a while.
"Haha! This Dao Mausoleum has finally been recruited, and it is worthwhile that the self-exploding corpse demon and the skyfire thunderball that I spent more than 700 years on the east side cultivator!" Wang Wenshan was secretly happy.
The brawny man sitting on the animal cart and the bald old man riding the violent thunder and wind carving were also overjoyed. As long as Zhang Daoling died, their pressure would be much reduced.
"The army on the east will win!"
The vigor of the east cultivator army rose again, exclaiming in excitement, the high-pitched roar was like a wave.
The monks in the Yuan Ying period before the Beilu Formation looked like earth, and the morale of the monks' army turned from prosperity to decline.
The cultivator in the late Yuanying stage is not a god, and it is absolutely impossible to be safe from a terrorist attack that is as powerful as a blow from a cultivator at the transformation stage.
After ten seconds, the explosion finally stopped.
In the middle of the battlefield, the body of the self-exploding corpse demon had collapsed, and a soul infant was floating in the air.
To everyone's surprise, Zhang Daoling was not dead, his body was still there.
A layer of golden light appeared on his whole body, as if he was wearing a golden gauze, like a god!
"Impossible!" Wang Wenshan's sneer stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, and he wondered if he had seen an illusion.
With that level of attack from the front, this guy can actually survive?
Although Zhang Daoling looked amazing, he couldn't hide the fact that he was seriously injured.
The jade crown on Zhang Daoling's head was shot down, his head was scattered, and his clothes shattered. A large mouthful of blood was spit out, and the whole person was shaking in midair.
Shen Lang was consciously horrified. In his eyes, Zhang Daoling had always been mysterious and unpredictable. He had never been so depressed.
It seems that Zhang Daoling will be unable to hold it. Although he was physically intact, he was probably seriously injured.