Half an hour later, the Saint-Eating Flower killed all the saints of the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, returned to Zhang Ruochen's side, and threw dozens of storage bags on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen poured out all the items in dozens of storage bags and piled them on the ground into a small mountain.

There were seven or eight hundred jade bottles containing blood and remnants alone.

Seeing those jade bottles, Qing Mo, who was squatting on the side, was a little surprised, his starry eyes widened, and he said, "They actually killed so many saints, shouldn't we deal with the Rakshasa clan together?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Who told you that you came to the Meritorious Battlefield to deal with the Rakshasa clan?"

"Isn't it?"

Qingmo's eyes widened, feeling quite puzzled, could it be that before entering the Ancestral Spirit Realm, he had heard the wrong order?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I came to the merit battlefield to capture more merit points. ”

Qingmo was even more puzzled, and said, "Isn't it to kill the monks of the Rakshasa clan to seize the merit points?"

"Where is the speed at which the monks of the Rakshasa clan can gain merit points faster than killing other combatants?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't know how to describe his feelings, but Qingmo had also followed him for a while, but she was still so naïve, with her scheming, it was really not easy to live on the battlefield of merit for nearly a month.

Qingmo fell silent, holding her cheeks with both hands, as if she was thinking.

Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to continue to explain to her, and began to count the gains of this battle.

There were one hundred and seventy thousand drops of blood, of which there were eight hundred and forty drops of the blood of the Marquis of Rakshasa.

There are a total of 2.4 million remnant souls, of which there are 1,350 remnant souls of the Marquis of Rakshasa .

Coupled with the treasure bottle that Zhang Ruochen had obtained before, now, he already has three thousand drops of the blood of the Marquis of Rakshasa and two thousand five hundred wisps of the remnant soul of the Marquis of Rakshasa on his body. The blood and remnant souls of the rakshasas below the marquis are even more numerous.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen collected more than 2,000 drops of Condensing True Holy Dew, as well as a large number of healing holy pills, holy weapons, and talismans.

Zhang Ruochen handed over all the holy weapons, including the two Ten Thousand Pattern Holy Weapons left by the Yan Ju Supreme Holy and the Fish Eye Most Holy Weapon, to the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, allowing it to refine and absorb and improve its own grade.

On the other end, all the roots of the Saint Eater Flower extended out, taking root on the corpses of the Sages of the Sword Hell Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, absorbing their holy power and blood, and impacting the Holy Realm.

Its vines, leaves, and fruits all emitted a turquoise holy light, as if it had turned into an emerald vine.

As long as the Edible Saint Flower reaches the realm of the Most Holy, it will immediately become the top powerhouse under the Saint King, and it can also become a great help for Zhang Ruochen.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen decided to give it a day and a night to let it impact the realm.

Zhang Ruochen sat at the bottom of the Edible Saint Flower, took out a bottle of Condensing True Holy Dew, swallowed it into his mouth, and ran the exercises to refine and absorb it, continuing to condense the rules of the Holy Dao and consolidate the realm that had just broken through.

The rules of the Holy Path to attain the "Void Truth" are only the first step.

It is necessary to continue to condense the rules of the Holy Dao, and only by condensing the rules of the Holy Dao to the level of "the ultimate truth" can it be regarded as reaching the ultimate level of the Holy Realm.

That realm is the most holy realm.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen is still quite far away from the Holy Realm.

According to Zhang Ruochen's estimate, even if he wanted to cultivate to the middle stage of the True Saint, he would need to refine at least five thousand drops of Condensing True Saint Dew. If you want to cultivate to the late stage of the True Saint, the Condensing True Saint Dew you need is even multiplied.

Qingmo, who was squatting there motionless, seemed to have figured out what Zhang Ruochen had said before, suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "I understand!"

Zhang Ruochen was shocked by her, and the holy qi in his body was chaotic, and he immediately stopped condensing the rules of the holy dao, and said, "What are you doing in a hurry?"

Qingmo was very happy and said, "I understand! Just like you, if you kill dozens of sages in the Sword Hell Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, you will immediately get a large amount of blood and remnant souls, which is equivalent to getting a large amount of merit points." That's right, collecting merit points like this is indeed many, many times faster than killing the Rakshasa monks alone. ”

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, suppressed the power in his body, calmed himself down, and said, "Such a simple truth, why have you been thinking about it for a long time?"

"That's the fastest way to capture merit points, right?" Qingmo asked.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "No." ”

Qingmo was slightly stunned and said, "Is there a faster way than this?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Robbing other participants can indeed quickly collect the blood and remnant souls of the Rakshasa monks. However, after all, the strength of one person is limited, and the four world fragments of the Ancestral Dragon Realm are very vast, and all the Sages are very scattered, how many people can you snatch?"

Qingmo's fingers, gently tugging at the ends of his hair, thought hard, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Ruochen felt a headache, if he was a talented woman in the holy book, I am afraid that he would have understood the meaning of his words, but it was Qingmo who stood in front of him.

is also a Nine Heavens Xuannu, why is there such a big gap?

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the Ancestral Spirit Realm, who has killed the most participants?"

Qingmo didn't think about it and said, "You." ”

Zhang Ruochen glared at her and said, "Which force am I talking about?"

"Sword Prison Realm and Purple Mansion Realm?" Qing Mo said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "It's not them, it's the Rakshasa clan." ”

Qingmo nodded and said, "That's right, there are indeed a large number of saints in the Shatuo Seven Realms, who died at the hands of the Rakshasa clan. ”

Zhang Ruochen said: "If the monks of the Rakshasa clan kill them, they will naturally get the jade bottle on their bodies. For us, those jade bottles are incomparably precious, and every drop of blood, every wisp of remnant soul represents a lot of merit value. However, to the Rakshasas, those things have no value. ”

Qingmo felt that what Zhang Ruochen said was very reasonable, but there were some things he didn't understand.

The sage of the Seven Realms of Shatuo killed the monks of the Rakshasa clan and captured the blood and remnant souls. The monks of the Rakshasa clan killed the sages of the Seven Realms of Shatuo again, and took back their blood and remnant souls.

Qingmo felt a mess in his head and said, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Ruochen said thoughtfully: "Whoever can get the blood and remnant souls in the hands of the Rakshasa clan is the first in the Sage Merit Battle." ”

"I don't care who is the number one in the Sage Merit Battle, you first return the blood and remnant souls I collected to me, it is something related to the life and death of the entire Kunlun Realm. ”

Qingmo was bold, walked over, and shook Zhang Ruochen's arm.

Zhang Ruochen also felt that it was almost impossible to seize the blood and remnant souls in the hands of the Rakshasa clan, so he shook his head gently.

There should be another way.

Qingmo saw that Zhang Ruochen didn't react at all, so he continued to beg bitterly, and said, "Please, give it back to me!"

Zhang Ruochen retracted his mind, took out Qingmo's spatial ring, pinched it between his fingers, and said unceremoniously: "With such a little blood and remnant soul you collected, it is still a matter of life and death in the Kunlun Realm?"

Qingmo's eyes rolled for a moment, and said, "You robbed so much blood and remnant souls, why don't you give me some?"

"It's a beautiful thought. ”

Zhang Ruochen glanced at her, and then, took a piece of frozen dragon meat, a fire luan's wing, and a shark's fin from the space ring, put it on the ground, and said, "Your cooking skills are not very good, take out your best skills of the God of Food heir, and cook a delicious meal for this prince, if this prince is happy, he may not give you some blood and remnant souls." ”

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. ”

Qingmo's eyes lit up, and then, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing two snow-white arms, ready to do a big job.

Compared to hunting the monks of the Rakshasa clan, it is clear that Qingmo is more enthusiastic about cooking food. In her space ring, it was full of all kinds of top-level ingredients, ingredients, and tableware, which were completely different from the things that other monks had prepared for the meritorious battlefield.

Zhang Ruochen took out a bronze table from the space ring, put it on the bank of the Giant Whale River, which was full of floating corpses and white bones, took out a pot of Longyan wine, and poured it into a luminous cup.

Zhang Ruochen picked up the luminous cup, faced the river breeze with the smell of blood, and took a sip.

Long Yan's wine was quite strong, like magma entering his throat, as if it was about to melt all his internal organs.

Not far away, Qingmo began to cook, and soon a strong aroma emanated. Those fragrances, constantly wafting into the distance, actually suppressed the smell of blood between heaven and earth.

It was obviously a dangerous battlefield, surrounded by a hellish scene of Shura, but Zhang Ruochen was drinking comfortably, waiting for delicious food.

Even Zhang Ruochen himself felt that all this was incredible, making people not know whether it was in reality or in a dream.

After drinking three cups in a row, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became a little confused, and he finally asked what he wanted to ask, and said, "Why didn't Huang Yanchen come to the battlefield of merit?"

Before entering the Holy Road, Zhang Ruochen observed the army of sages in the Kunlun Realm, but did not find Huang Yanchen's figure.

Qingmo hesitated slightly, and said, "She's missing!"

"Missing, how is it possible?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes showed a gleam, and he didn't believe Qingmo's words.

"It's really missing, no one knows where she went, it's like she's evaporated from the world. Qingmo said very seriously.

Zhang Ruochen said: "As one of the realms of the Kunlun Realm, how could she suddenly disappear? Besides, even if she really disappeared, with your identity, you must know where she went." ”

Qingmo saw that there was something wrong with Zhang Ruochen's eyes, for fear that Zhang Ruochen would hit her, her head shook like a rattle, and said, "I really don't know, I asked Sister Danqing, and she doesn't know." The Lord of Smoke and Dust just disappeared without a trace, what can I do?"

Zhang Ruochen withdrew the cold air that escaped, and it was certain that Qingmo was not lying, and Huang Yanchen seemed to have really disappeared.

How so?

After a while, Qingmo held a one-foot-long crystal plate in both hands, and walked over to Zhang Ruochen cautiously, his fingers trembled a little, and put the crystal plate on the table.

On the plate, there is a piece of golden dragon meat, emitting white smoke, exuding an incomparably strong fragrance, just smelling the aroma, it is making people want to swallow it in one bite.

Subsequently, Qingmo served plate after plate of dishes, all of which were delicious in the world.

Zhang Ruochen was still pondering, as if his soul had gone out, his eyes were a little hollow, and he didn't seem to be interested in the delicacy in front of him at all.

At this moment, in the night, an extremely pleasant and beautiful woman's voice sounded: "What a fragrant smell, let me smell it, there is dragon meat, there are shark fins, and the meat of Huoluan...... It's so good, it's all what I like to eat. ”

"Dada. ”

Footsteps, getting closer.

Immediately, a tall and beautiful woman wearing a light green holy robe, with her hands behind her back, walked out of the night.

The light emitted by the fire not far away reflected on her body, and it could be seen that she was wearing a silver-white divine crystal crown on her head, and she had an extremely noble temperament on her body.

Behind her, there was a bluebird with nine heads, its nine pairs of eyes staring straight at the dishes on the table, and the nine beaks of the birds flowed at the same time.

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