Mu Lingxi, Princess Luosha, Qingmo, Su Qingling, and Bu Ji all followed Zhang Ruochen toward the ninety-nine holy mountains. In front of them, a tall and majestic ancient holy mountain stood, which was like a turtle, emitting a powerful icy and cold atmosphere.

Bu Ji looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky above the ancient holy mountain and felt strange. You know, hundreds of miles away, there were flames burning in the mountains of another holy mountain.

One cold and the other heat are strange and unpredictable.

"Can you really reach the location of the Merit Book Wall when entering this holy mountain?" Bu Ji asked.

"If you want to know the answer, we have to enter this ancient holy mountain first."

Zhang Ruochen walked in front with the ancient sword of Shenyuan.

He released his mental power, maintained a hundred thousand vigilance, and guarded against all kinds of unknown dangers.

The ancient sage mountain was shrouded in a mysterious force. The more you walked forward, the rules of heaven and earth became more and more dense, and an invisible force fell on them, making the gravity they endured stronger and stronger.

After walking for thirty miles, Zhang Ruochen felt that the gravity around him had reached ten times that of the outside world.

All the monks did not dare to take it lightly, followed Zhang Ruochen closely, walking on the ice and snow.

Su Qingling pointed his finger at a position on the hillside of the Holy Mountain and exclaimed: "Look, there is an ice man there."

Everyone stopped and looked in the direction Su Qingling pointed.

The Iceman is more than fifty miles away from them. However, with the eyes of the saint, even with the barriers of cold air, you can still see the Iceman's appearance clearly.

It was a short old man wearing a dazzling battle suit, his body was sealed by the ice, and he stood there motionlessly.

A ray of light appeared in Bu Ji's eyes and said, "That is the sect leader of a sect in the Sword Prison Realm, named Qiu Wanli, whose cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Supreme Saint. Not long ago, in the Ancestral Spirit Realm, I met him once and almost fought. Unexpectedly, he had already died in this Ice Holy Mountain."

"Are you sure that the person is Qiu Wanli?" Su Qingling asked.

"Um."

Bu Ji nodded cautiously.

Su Qingling had also heard of Qiu Wanli's name and knew that he was a top-notch man in the sword prison world. Even such a powerful person died in the holy mountain. It was really difficult for people to maintain an optimistic attitude.

"Qiu Wanli should not have entered the Holy Mountain alone. It is very likely that the monks from the Sword Prison Realm also calculated that they could reach the wall of merit book from here." Zhang Ruochen said.

Su Qingling nodded and said, "I have heard that Fang Yi, a white-clothed Fang Yi, in the Giant Whale River Basin, has never seen him. It is not certain that Fang Yi has entered the holy mountain from here. Everyone must be more careful. Fang Yi is a very terrifying person. Once he encounters him, he must avoid his edge."

Hearing this, Princess Rakshasa let out a disdainful chuckling.

Su Qingling obviously hated Princess Rakshasa very much. She snorted and inspired the Holy Soul Realm. Suddenly, seventy-two holy auras appeared, wrapped her in the center, and defended herself first.

Princess Rakshasa stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "There is a group of human saints following us. Should we deal with them first?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced behind him, then shook his head and said, "Since they want to follow him, let them follow him!"

The Nine Nether Sword Saint and his three disciples followed Zhang Ruochen and others, about ten miles apart.

Wang Su's figure appeared from the white flying snow, his eyes slightly condensed, and he said, "Master, Zhang Ruochen and the witch in blue seem to have discovered us."

"With their cultivation, it is a strange thing to not discover us. Since they have not taken action, we will continue to follow." The Nine Nether Sword Saint took steps and continued to move forward.

About an hour later, Zhang Ruochen and others walked for more than fifty miles and arrived at the location where the ice man had previously stood.

"Hey, where did Qiu Wanli's body go? I was here before, why did it suddenly disappear?"

Qingmo blinked his eyes and searched everywhere.

Even Zhang Ruochen and Princess Rakshasa showed solemn expressions, stood there, mobilized their mental power, and carefully explored this space.

Obviously, they have sensed a huge danger and are approaching.

"Chichi."

Under the thick snow, an extremely subtle sound rang, very much like an unknown creature grinding his teeth.

The sound was constantly changing positions and was incredibly fast. Suddenly, it appeared at Bu Ji's feet, and then a snow-white pliers poked out from under the snow layer.

At the same time, a sword sounded, and Zhang Ruochen stabbed under Bu Ji's feet with a sword.

"Crack."

There was crimson blood gushing out from under the snow.

When Zhang Ruochen pulled out the ancient sword of Chenyuan again, a pierced white scorpion appeared on the sword body, probably as big as a washbasin, and the two sharp pliers were one meter long.

The white scorpion contains a powerful holy power, and dense light patterns flow on its shell. While it struggles violently, it makes deafening screams, and strong sound waves seem to be about to shake off the eardrums of people.

Mu Lingxi and Qingmo, who had the lowest cultivation level, were impacted by sound waves, and blood flowed out of their ears and almost fainted on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, shook his arm and split the white scorpion's body in half.

Princess Rakshasa rolled her eyes and said, "I just said that the weak are not qualified to be friends with the strong, they will only be a drag. Zhang Ruochen asked them to go back, and we both go and get the wall of merit book."

Su Qing was so energetic that she kept grinding her teeth, and the holy sword in her hand was trembling. If Princess Rakshasa was not too terrible, she would probably have stabbed her with a sword.

"Why? Not convinced? If Zhang Ruochen hadn't been there, at least three of you would have died. What are you not weak? What are you not dragging down?" Princess Rakshasa said bluntly.

"Who didn't grow up from the weak step by step? Compared with the Holy King-level figures, are we also weak?"

Zhang Ruochen said lightly, then walked to the white scorpion's corpse, used the tip of the sword to lift the scorpion shell, searched for it, and frowned: "Strange, this scorpion is so powerful, how could there be no holy source in its body?"

"That's the Ming Bing Jade Scorpion."

Su Qingling has a wide range of knowledge and recognizes the origin of the white scorpion. Then he continued: "Legendly, the Ming Bing Jade Scorpion was born from Ming Dong Water and can cultivate the power of Ming Ice in his body. The adult Ming Bing Jade Scorpion is quite powerful and can fight the half-step Saint King."

The Holy King mainly practices the rules of the holy path, so it is difficult to divide the exact realm. Generally speaking, special vessels are needed to measure the realm of the Holy King.

In Kunlun Realm, there is an Emperor's Divine Ruler.

In the Heavenly Court Realm, the nine-step road to heaven is used to measure the realm of the Holy King. Therefore, the realm of the Holy King is divided into nine levels. Every step on the road to heaven is a realm.

The first step of the Holy King, the second step of the Holy King, the third step of the Holy King...

The ninth step of the Holy King is the peak realm. If a monk enters the tenth step on the road to heaven, it is obvious that he will enter the realm of the Great Saint, and he can be called an emperor in a great world.

As for the half-step holy king, they are not the real holy king, because their holy rules are not strong enough, so they are considered "above the saints, and the holy king is dissatisfied."

Of course, even so, the Half-Step Holy King is much stronger than the Supreme Saint.

The Ming Bing Jade Scorpion killed by Zhang Ruochen is not an adult, and its strength has not reached the level of a half-step Saint King.

"Look, Qiu Wanli's head is in the belly of the Ming Bing Jade Scorpion, and has not been completely digested." Bu Ji said.

Inside the body of the Ming Bing Jade Scorpion, there was indeed half a bloody head.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the corpse of Mingbing Jade Scorpion, squatted down, stretched out a finger, placed it on the white shell, and said, "In its body, there is the breath of the Condensing Holy Dew. And... it should have swallowed Condensing Holy Dew all year round. Is there a large Condensing Holy Dew hidden somewhere in this holy mountain?"

Princess Rakshasa said, "It's not that there is no possibility. You have to know that deep in the ninety-nine holy mountains, an existence close to God is buried. There must be treasures hidden in every holy mountain outside. However, opportunities and danger coexist, and the more treasures there are, the more dangerous it is."

Now, there are only about two thousand drops of Condensing True Holy Dew on Zhang Ruochen, which is not enough to practice to the middle stage of the True Holy Dew. Therefore, if there are really a large amount of Condensing True Holy Dew in this holy mountain, it will undoubtedly be a huge temptation for him.

The eyes of the other few people also became a little hot. If they could get a large amount of Condensation Holy Dew, they would definitely be able to quickly break through the realm. At that time, Princess Rakshasa would still laugh at them as weak people?

Bu Ji's face was flushed and he was very anxious, saying, "What are you waiting for? Go quickly. The saints of the sword prison world are likely to be right in front of us. If you go too late, where will the Ningzhen Holy Dew have our share?"

The nine-headed blue bird following Princess Rakshasa also made a series of strange screams, as if she wanted to seize the Ningzhen Holy Dew. The nine-headed blue bird is only in the middle stage of the Supreme Saint, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Everyone accelerated and continued to rush forward. Not long after, they entered the hinterland of the Holy Mountain and arrived at the location on the side of the mountain.

The gravity here is even stronger, which is a hundred times that of the outside world. Even with their powerful cultivation, they can feel a little pressure.

Here, they found a corpse of an adult Nether Bing Jade Scorpion on the ground. It was quite huge, four or five times larger than the one they had encountered before.

"The adult Mingbing Jade Scorpion has the strength to fight with the half-step Saint King. If you can kill it, the opponent must be a peerless strongman." Mu Lingxi took a breath of coldness.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand to check the wound on Ming Bing Jade Scorpion.

A sword energy radiated from the wound, cutting Zhang Ruochen's fingers, leaving a shallow bloody mouth.

"What a powerful sword energy, a remaining force, can actually break through my physical defense."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly surprised, then stood up, looked forward, and said to everyone: "This adult Nether Bing Jade Scorpion was killed half an hour ago. We are very close to the monks in the Sword Prison Realm."

"And, in the body of this adult Nether Bing Jade Scorpion, I found a stronger breath of the true Condensation Holy Dew. It can be seen that this holy mountain is likely to contain a large amount of true Condensation Holy Dew."

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