There was a massive collapse of the entire ground, and a large amount of earth and rocks poured out.

The Blood Ancestor coughed up blood in his mouth, turned into a blood shadow and fled out of the ground in terror, his body was blurry, and he continued to exude a scorching smell.

A blow to the Divine Palm almost killed him.

At this moment, the new wounds are added to the old, and the internal organs seem to be burning.

However, when he fled in a hurry, a light flashed in front of him, and an additional figure appeared.

That Dugu was instantly stopped in front of him.

His face was horrified.

"I've already been slapped by you, what else are you going to do?"

"I suddenly regret it, you can take another stab from me, I promise this will be the last one. ”

The figure in front of him said.

"You..."

The Blood Leader Ancestor vomited blood, his eyes were sad and angry: "Despicable villain, he doesn't believe in his words." ”

Bang!

Zhang Yuan waved the snow drink and directly slashed it down.

He didn't expect that the Blood Kui Old Ancestor's life would be so big, and he would still be alive after receiving a blow from the Divine Palm.

How could he really let the tiger go back to the mountain.

After a slash, a series of bombardments began.

said it was a knife, but in fact dozens of knives were cut at once.

The voice of the Blood Ancestor roaring angrily continued to come from under the heavy sword shadows.

Zhang Yuan finally stopped after killing dozens of knives one after another.

Wait quietly for a moment.

Merit +410

Zhang Yuan was delighted.

Still dead.

Soon he frowned again.

The Blood Kui Ancestor and the Qinglong Ancestor are both fifth-order masters, why is the Qinglong Ancestor only 270, but the Blood Kui Ancestor is 410.

He pondered and found a problem.

The one with the highest merit value seems to be the evil god.

Just like the Wuliu Temple and the Valley of Broken Souls, the three evil gods reached 1,350 merit points.

The second is the demon clan.

Like the current Blood Kui Ancestor and the original Peerless, Peerless also has 300 merit points after he dies.

And then there are the evil and the half-demons.

Like Qinglong Ancestor, he is a half-demon, but he only has 270, but the few little demons he killed before add up to 200.

It is the person who has the least merit value.

People, no matter how strong or weak, have pitiful merit points.

So far, there seem to be a few people killed by him who have reached more than 200.

So!

How is the merit value divided?

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different, does the cyan panel also know this truth?"

Zhang Yuan muttered in his heart.

He felt a little weird more and more.

As long as you are not human, the merit value is very high.

Qinglong Ancestor is also because he has a half-human bloodline, so his merit value has also been lowered.

Could it be that this cyan panel is also anti-Japanese?

He had more and more of a sense of playing games.

After thinking for a while, he didn't think much about it, collected the snow drink, and ran towards the big city in front of him again.

By the time he arrived at Ayutthaya again, the battle below was nearing its end.

Under the attack of Zhao Tiangang and Shangguan Yunhai, the two elders of the Xuanjie family vomited blood again and again, and they were long gone, and one of their arms was broken.

The other person also roared angrily, retreating one after another, and the demon souls on his body were about to be scattered.

Zhang Yuan looked up at the sky.

I saw lightning and thunder in the sky, the glow was shining, and the old Zhang Daoren was mighty, like a generation of god kings resurrected, with long hair flying, sharp eyes, and no longer had the humility and concession of the past.

He roared the mountains and rivers, shaking the heavens and collapsing, and a huge Taiji diagram above his head spun wildly, pulling the thunder tribulation in all directions, like a terrifying yin and yang black hole, crashing towards the demon soul.

The demon soul roared, and the demonic energy rolled all over his body, blasting out one terrifying demon light after another, hitting that terrifying Taiji diagram.

But the Taiji diagram is shining, yin and yang flow, and it seems that it can devour everything.

When the terrifying magic light rushed over, it was all melted.

Soon, Taijitu rushed to the front of the demon soul.

The demon soul roared and smashed it with a punch.

With a bang, a terrifying energy fluctuation swept away.

His fist was actually briefly sucked by the terrifying Taiji Tu, and it continued to sink inside.

Old Zhang Daoren's eyes were terrifying, his body was like electricity, and a cyan sword with a size of hundreds of meters was split out with one palm, pressing the heavens and the earth, like a cyan mountain.

The demon soul roared, swung another fist, and smashed directly into the terrifying sword qi.

Bang!

The sky collapsed, and countless thunderbolts emerged.

The demonic roar shook the sky, and pieces of demonic qi erupted in the sky.

It was like a black tornado rolling up below, and the entire ancient city was in turmoil.

Zhang Yuan quickly retreated and flashed to safety.

The huge demon soul was shocked off the spot, and Tai Chitu was still devouring his arm, tearing him inward continuously, and it had already swallowed his shoulder.

"Demon Lord Cangsheng!"

The demon soul made a terrifying sound, and a terrifying force erupted, trying to shake the Taiji Diagram, but Old Zhang Daoren didn't give him this chance at all.

Another sword qi of several hundred meters was fiercely pressed down.

With a bang, the area shattered.

The demon soul was almost immediately split, and with a demon roar, the demonic energy on his body dissipated a lot.

He flew upside down, and the Taiji diagram shrouded him, and finally pulled his head and upper body into it.

His terrifying voice came out of the Taiji diagram continuously.

"You can't kill me, the demon lord is the only one in the world!"

Rumble!

A terrifying magic light emanated from his body, earth-shattering, pulling the thunder and lightning in the sky to converge here, struggling frantically, trying to tear apart the Taiji diagram.

The entire Taiji diagram shook violently, and was torn to a dim light, and terrifying cracks emerged, and terrifying fluctuations shrouded all directions, as if they would be torn apart by him at any time.

Old Zhang Daoren's aura was terrifying, and he rushed in one step, like a walking peerless god king, and once again slashed out a terrifying sword qi.

In the other direction.

The Lingyun Dao people were also indistinguishable from each other, the purple light was surging, and he seemed to be carrying a purple ocean, fighting two demon clans alone.

Pieces of terrifying aura surged everywhere, and thunder and lightning raged everywhere in the entire heaven and earth, and the sky was mighty, and the thick thunder and lightning hit the sky and cracked.

There was energy everywhere in all directions, and the aura was sweeping wildly.

The battle between the three of them seemed to be annihilating.

Zhang Yuan retreated into the distance again, secretly speechless.

Cultivation has reached such a terrible point, and it really has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The thunder roars at will, who can stop it?

He watched from a distance for a moment, felt that he could not help much, and was about to turn away.

But at this moment!

With a bang, the earth trembled, and an eerie and terrifying aura permeated the air, as if the gates of hell had suddenly opened, and the dangerous aura made his cold hair stand up.

He jerked back.

I saw that the hole on the surface of the ground suddenly erupted a surge of blood light, which was red and dazzling, containing a cold and terrifying aura.

The entire sky was instantly dyed red, like a billowing blood mist covering the sky.

"What's the situation?"

His eyes narrowed.