Ancestral Spirit Realm, Northern World.

On a vast desert, there stands a rocky mountain nearly 10,000 meters high, in the middle of the mountain, there is a dense wind cave, exuding the power of the evil brake, so that the sky above the mountain, thick covered with a strange cloud.

The Nine Shadows Sword Saint came to the bottom of the desert, his long hair scattered, and with a cold look in his eyes, he said, "Come out!"

"Wow-"

From those wind tunnels, there were more than 100,000 Rakshasa monks rushing out.

Among them, there were more than sixty rakshasas with wings, soaring in the sky, rushing towards the Nine Shadows Sword Saint.

You must know that all rakshasas with wings are cultivators with the realm of saints.

The Nine Shadows Sword Saint was not afraid, a pair of holy eyes glared forward, and suddenly, a dense sword qi flew out, like a wave dozens of feet high, slashing the attacking Rakshasa into a cloud of blood mist.

At the same time, the Nine Shadows Sword Saint grabbed a holy sword, flew to the heavenly dome, and entered the group of Rakshasa Sages.

With every sword slash, a saint dies.

About two hours later, this desert was filled with the corpses of Rakshasa monks, there were tens of thousands.

Only the Nine Shadows Sword Saint was still standing straight on the desert, his body spotless.

Some of the big figures in the Heavenly Court Realm were all a little surprised when they saw this scene.

"This Sage in the Kunlun Realm is also too powerful, and it is estimated that he already has the strength to compete with the Saint King. ”

"This talent sage realm, his attainments in the way of the sword, according to the division of the Taoist lineage, should have cultivated the sword eight to the Great Perfection. Focus on this person, write down his name, and we must draw him to our Ten Thousand Cities Boundary. ”

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Ancestral Spirit Realm, Western World.

Chu Siyuan stood in the center of a large lake, holding a two-meter-long paintbrush and using blood as ink, painting on the surface of the lake.

"Kill. ”

On the four sides of the Great Lake, there were hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa troops, including more than eighty Rakshasa Sages, who rushed towards him, and the entire heaven and earth were wrapped in a dark red evil qi.

Chu Siyuan injected spiritual power into the painting and shouted: "The blood beads of the sun will drip to the ground, and the wind will turn over the flames and burn people." ”

The next moment, the water in the great lake burned violently as if it had turned into oil.

At the moment of care, a radius of thousands of miles was turned into a sea of fire.

In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of thousands of Rakshasa armies were burned to the ground.

Of course, those Rakshasa saints who had cultivated to a high level did not burn to death, they spread their wings and immediately fled into the distance.

"Still want to go?"

Chu Siyuan used a paintbrush to quickly sketch on the surface of the lake.

With each stroke, a fire dragon flew up from the lake and chased after the dozens of Rakshasa Sages who were still alive. Soon, in the sky, there was a scene of more than a thousand fire dragons flying together, burning all the Rakshasa saints who wanted to escape.

Some of the great worlds of the Heavenly Court Realm were once again sensational.

"The strength of this old man's spiritual power is infinitely close to the fifty-fifth order. The point is that his attainments in painting are really terrifying. ”

"Why hasn't this kind of person broken through to the Saint King realm yet? Could it be that he is deliberately suppressing the realm, just waiting for the Saint to fight for merit?"

"Not necessarily, it doesn't have to be that the cultivation environment of the Kunlun Realm is too poor, making it difficult for them to break through to the Saint King realm. ”

"Write down his name, this person's attainments in painting are so high, after coming to the Heavenly Court Realm, he has a lot of cultivation resources, and it is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the Great Sage Realm. ”

Whether it was the Nine Shadows Sword Saint and Chu Siyuan, or some other elders in the Kunlun Realm, they actually had quite terrifying talents, but the environment suppressed them, making them cultivate for hundreds of years, and they still stayed in the Holy Realm.

The sword path of the Nine Shadows Sword Saint and Chu Siyuan's painting path have all reached an extremely high level. Their hundreds of years of accumulation are not comparable to those juniors.

Soon more than twenty days passed, and Zhang Ruochen cultivated in the inner space of the space-time crystal for three full months, refining all the Condensing Truth Holy Dew on his body.

"Reaching the realm of half-truth and half-fiction, it is still a little bit short of the realm of true saints. ”

The Tongtian River in Zhang Ruochen's sea of qi has become much more condensed, and all the rules of the Holy Dao have been revealed, flowing in the river.

There is only one last step left before "turning fiction into reality".

"I still underestimated Tongtianhe's demand for Condensing True Holy Dew, and it is estimated that it will take three thousand drops of Condensing True Holy Dew to break through to the True Saint Realm. ”

"Other saints, they only need five hundred drops of Condensing True Saint Dew to break through to the True Saint Realm from the early stage of the Tongtian Realm. Even a genius like Buji only needs two thousand drops. And I, refining 10,000 drops, is not enough. ”

"Where can I find three thousand drops of Condensing True Divine Dew?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head with a wry smile, and then walked out of the space spar.

When I came to the Ancestral Spirit Realm, the growth rate of the Edible Holy Flower became very fast, and the flower at the top of the vine had withered away, and was replaced by a small fruit.

This is the second fruit of the Sacred Flower!

The first time the Eater Saint Flower blooms, the fruit produced is the void body of the Eater Saint Flower.

The virtual body has become one with its real body.

The second flowering of the Sacred Flower is the flesh of the Sacred Flower.

Of course, now the second fruit has just taken shape, and it is still some way from ripe.

Zhang Ruochen asked, "How much blood and holy soul have you collected?"

The Eater Saint Flower took out two treasure bottles and handed them to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen used his spiritual power to probe, frowned slightly, and said, "It's only one thousand five hundred and forty drops of blood and two thousand and thirty-two wisps of holy souls. ”

"Master, I've been on the road with all my might, and it's only when I encounter a rakshasa that I kill them easily. Eating Holy Flower said.

Zhang Ruochen put away the two treasure bottles, took out the map, and asked, "Where are we now?"

"Yujin Mountains. Eating Holy Flower said.

Zhang Ruochen found the location of the Yujin Mountain Range on the map and said, "It took more than 20 days to walk two million miles, and it can be seen that you have done your best." ”

"However, it is still far away from the Giant Whale River Basin. "Eating holy flower arrangement.

"So, we have to save time...... Only wormholes can be borrowed. You see, at the tip of the Yujin Mountain Range, there is a wormhole in the Giant Whale River Basin, which can connect the two places. Zhang Ruochen said.

On the map, the location of each wormhole space is marked.

Shi Shenghua persuaded: "Master, by all means. All the wormholes in the ancestral spirit realm are all controlled by the Rakshasa clan, and there are a large number of armies and strong people guarding there. ”

"I've also explored that wormhole in the Yujin Mountains. There are millions of Rakshasa troops stationed there, and the number of saints is also more than a thousand, and there is even more than one holy aura emanating from the army. ”

"So many strong people gathered together and hit a blow at the same time, the Holy King couldn't withstand it. What's more, near the wormhole, there are still a large number of formation inscriptions, and we are undoubtedly killing ourselves when we break through. ”

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "With such a huge number of Rakshasa monks gathered, it seems that it is really not an easy task to capture a wormhole." ”

"That's right. "Eating holy flower arrangement.

"However, they are also a lot of merit, and I am really a little unwilling to give up like this. Go back the way you came, and take me to the wormhole space to have a look. Zhang Ruochen said.

Since Zhang Ruochen had made a decision, the Eating Saint Flower was naturally irresistible, so he had to take him to the wormhole at the head of the Yujin Mountain Range.

Zhang Ruochen sat in the golden step dragon chariot, and while hurrying, he took out the thousands of soldiers collected by the Saint Eater Flower and handed them to the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword for refining.

The grade of those soldiers was not high, and the refining speed of the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword was extremely fast, and almost every breath of time could refine three or four soldiers.

Zhang Ruochen picked up one of the axe-shaped soldiers, felt the breath on the giant axe, and sensed an extremely evil force, "This is the evil qi mentioned in the book? Compared with the evil qi of death, it is weaker, and it is not much different from the bloody qi of the undead blood clan." It seems that in the hell realm, the status of the dead clan should be higher than the Rakshasa clan and the undead blood clan. ”

The advantage of the undead blood clan is that its vitality is strong, and its physical strength exceeds that of ordinary Terran cultivators, so it is easier to cultivate to the point of physical sanctification.

The males of the Rakshasa clan are almost all born with divine powers, and their physical bodies are also extremely powerful, enough to be compared to the undead blood clan.

The women of the Rakshasa clan have extremely high talents in terms of spiritual power, and it is easier to cultivate to become a spiritual power semi-saint, or even a spiritual power saint.

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When Zhang Ruochen rushed to the wormhole of the Yujin Mountain Range, the Sword Prison Realm, one of the Seven Realms of Shatuo, also had a large number of sages gathered here.

Because, they received the news that the Jiezi of the Sword Prison Realm had found the merit book wall of the Southern World in the Giant Whale River Valley, so they were ready to rush over to meet the Jiezi.

At this moment, they were gathered in a canyon about 12,000 miles away from the wormhole, and there were more than 850 saints.

Among them, the first are the two Most Holy and the Six True Saints.

A male true saint with scales on his face said with some disdain: "Except for those first-class marquises, the rest of the monks of the Rakshasa clan are all rabble, so there is nothing to fear. Today, we will surround and kill all the rakshasas guarding the wormhole, just before we go to see the world, we can earn a lot of merit points. ”

The one sitting at the top, with a total of six arms and a long white beard, snorted softly: "Xu Fang, don't think that you can be arrogant if you rank in the top twenty among the true saints of the Sword Prison Realm. A few days ago, the old man met a second-class marquis of a Rakshasa clan and was almost killed by the other party. What do you think of your strength compared to the old man?"

"Really, the strength of the second-class marquis is also so terrifying?"

The true saint named Xu Fang showed a shocked look.

The Six-Armed Supreme Saint nodded and said, "In the Rakshasa Clan, only by reaching the realm of the Sage can one be crowned a marquis. The marquis was further divided into ten classes. ”

"The Sage of the Lower Realm is a tenth-rank marquis. ”

"The Middle Realm Sage is a ninth-rank marquis. ”

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"The Rakshasa who has just reached the Holy Realm is only a third-class marquis. ”

"Only the top powerhouses in the Holy One can be crowned as a second-class marquis. ”

"As for the first-rank marquis, each one of them is a legend, and it can be called an invincible existence under the Holy King. Now, there are only a few first-class marquis who have appeared, and everyone should have heard their names. In just over twenty days, each of them had killed more than a thousand Sages of the Seven Realms of Shatuo. ”

"Even if there is a second-class marquis among the Rakshasa Sages guarding the wormhole, it will make us suffer a lot of losses. If we meet a first-class marquis, I'm afraid we will be wiped out. ”

"It's better to be careful, after all, we have collected a lot of blood and holy souls, and we must send them safely to the Giant Whale River Valley. ”

(End of chapter)