Chapter 1468: misfortune

"It's from Donglin!" Su Ruoxue's eyes were cold, and she also noticed a movement.
"There are not many people. It shouldn't be the army of monks to the east. Let's go and take a look."
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, and then walked away to the south, Su Ruoxue followed.
At the foot of a barren mountain thousands of miles away, seven eastbound cultivators dressed in black robes pushed a large storage truck and drove vigilantly.
The storage cart is a large-scale storage appliance. The storage capacity is a thousand times that of the storage ring, but the shortcomings are also very obvious, that is, it is too large and bulky, about the size of a carriage.
This thing is generally used to transport a large number of military materials such as the Five Elements Lingjing Lingcao Pill.
The seven monks in the squad were all in the late stage of alchemy, led by a black-faced brawny in the late stage of alchemy.
"Pay attention to guard against the enemy's aerial bird surveillance." The black-faced burly man said through the voice, letting out his consciousness and alerting his surroundings.
"Yes!"
The remaining six cultivators of the Alchemy Stage responded one after another.
"Leader Zheng, the Yunjian Beilu border defense line has long collapsed. It is impossible that the Yuan Ying period will be left here. I don't need to be so vigilant." A gray-haired old man said casually.
The black-faced man frowned and said, "That said, but we are transporting supplies, we still need to take precautions to ensure that it is safe! Don't underestimate the monks in Yunjian Beilu. I have not experienced the battlefield situation that day. ."
"Yeah, the power of that prehistoric spirit treasure is too scary!"
Thinking about the scene where the fire unicorn raged on the battlefield five days ago, several people still had some lingering fears.
If it weren't for their leader Wang Wenshan and the three elders in the east to fight hard and severely wounded the fire unicorn, otherwise the monks on the battlefield would have died.
"The monk Yunjian Beilu possesses a wild spirit treasure with supernatural powers against the sky, and it is really a big worry. Although my eastbound army is like a broken bamboo, I must always beware of the opponent's counterattack." The black-faced strong man said in a deep voice, revealing a pair An expression of worrying about the country and the people.
"In my opinion, Beilu has no ability to counterattack. As long as the leader of the king takes down the Dao Tomb, it will only be a matter of time before he falls."
Several people talked about each other.
"You guys don't talk about it for now. Hurry up and deliver the supplies. Our logistics team is extremely risky. Even if we bump into a cultivator at the early stage of the Nascent Soul, since the seven of us are all the cultivation bases of the later stage of the pill formation, there may not be one. Fighting power!" The black-faced strong man cheered.
"Not bad!"
The other cultivators nodded in succession, expressing agreement.
at this time.
Suddenly two rays of light flew from the horizon in the distance, the speed was as fast as lightning, almost just a moment, and they stopped in front of the black-faced brawny and the others. The handsome men and beautiful women are Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue.
"I, fuck, a cultivator of Yuanying stage!"
The black-faced burly man and the seven other people thundered like five thunders, and their faces turned pale with a "swish".
With such speed and spiritual pressure, it is only possible that it is a monk in the Yuan Ying period. And looking at the costumes they wore, they were obviously from Hokuriku Yuan Yingji monks.
"Run!"
The seven cultivators of the Alchemy Formation Stage seemed to have seen a ghost.
The black-faced burly man took the lead to escape. This guy said just now that he might not have the power to fight when he ran into a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage. He now runs faster than a rabbit.
"Want to run? Leave it to me!"
Shen Lang sneered and pinched the Pure Yang Sword Art with a single finger, and a large number of Qi swords surged around like a huge wave.
"Swish!"
The sword rain flying all over the sky, hitting the seven fleeing cultivators, the speed was as fast as lightning.
"Boom boom boom!"
Six white lights exploded, and blood mists scattered in the air. Before the six cultivators of the Alchemy Phase screamed, they were bombarded into by the dense sword rain.
Compared with the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage, the cultivators of the late pill formation stage are extremely different in strength, not to mention that Shen Lang's strength is far superior to the ordinary Nascent Stage cultivators.
But only the black-faced brawny man became a fish that slipped through the net.
Shen Lang wanted to keep alive and ask for some news, so he only wanted to trap the black-faced strong man with his Qi sword.
Who knows that this guy's escape speed is amazing, wearing a cloak of ancient treasure on his shoulders, and directly escaped from the scope of the Qi sword.
He noticed that the other six cultivators of the formation stage were instantly killed, and the black-faced burly man had a face like dirt, running like a mad dog in front, hoping to escape to heaven.
"Do you think you can run away?"
Shen Lang didn't give him a chance, and immediately transformed into Lei Peng, using the Lei Escape technique to take off.
"Boom!"
In just a few breaths, Shen Lang caught up with the black-faced brawny man, stopped in front of him, and transformed back into his body.
"Senior, please spare your life, please spare your life!" The black-faced brawny man was so scared that he was so scared that he immediately knelt in front of Shen Lang and kept knocking his head.
Shen Lang showed a trace of contempt, and said, "Are all the people in Donglin lacking a bit of spine like you? I'm sorry, since you are targeted by this son, then you are unlucky."
After speaking, Shen Lang pressed a big hand toward the forehead of the black-faced brawny man, and used his soul search technique.
The black-faced brawny man had almost no resistance, so Shen Lang directly searched for his soul, shaking his whole body.
Soul search can read all the memories in a monk's brain, and it takes a long time to read them all.
Shen Lang selectively read, considering the possibility that he might have to pass through the eastern continent in the future, he read some information about the geographical environment of the eastern continent by the way.
Regarding the memory of the war five days ago, Shen Lang read it emphatically and was surprised.
In the last round of the day, it was not the Hokuriku monks who lost, but the Donglin people.
The Hokuriku monk swept across the battlefield with the power of the fire unicorn summoned by the Hetu Luoshu, and the east was defeated, and the monks suffered more than half of the casualties.
Although Wang Wenshan, the leader of the mainland to the east, joined forces with the three elders and other cultivators of the Yuanying stage to severely injure the fire unicorn, but they were still unable to fight back.
In desperation, Wang Wenshan chose to surrender, and Donglin people declared defeat.
In accordance with the rules of the Great War, the East Liners withdrew from the border. Brother Hokuriku also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the matter was over, who knew that something changed that night.
Originally, the Donglin people actually pretended to be defeated, and took advantage of the loosening of the Hokuriku border defense line that night and launched a sneak attack!
Wang Wenshan led an army of 100,000 to the east, formally tore his skin and attacked Northland.
The Hokuriku monks were fought in accordance with the rules of the mainland battle. Although they won, they were very depressed after the fight. The monks' army on the east side suddenly attacked, and the Hokuriku monks' army was caught off guard.
Regarding this sneak attack, Wang Wenshan also considered repeatedly.
There is Zhang Daoling in Northland, as well as a genuine prehistoric spirit treasure, which is too deterrent.
Wang Wenshan felt that if their Donglin people didn't take advantage of Zhang Daoling and other masters who were seriously injured and attacked when they were sluggish, they would have no chance to win Beilu in the future.
If you wait for the Hokuriku monks to regain their vitality, they will face a huge threat instead!
Therefore, Wang Wenshan decided to die.
Nearly half of the Hokuriku Yuanying stage monks headed by Zhang Daoling Fengyue Lao Demon were seriously injured in the battlefield, and they were also disadvantaged in number. They fell into a disadvantage in the onslaught of the Donglin people, and the situation was precarious.
The Yuan Ying-period monks to the east attacked like chicken blood, and did not give Zhang Daoling and other Yuan-ying monks a chance to urge Hetu Luoshu again.
The Donglinren attacked for three days and three nights, and the Hokuriku border defense was finally defeated.