At dusk that day, the saints of the Knife Prison Realm launched an attack on the location of the wormhole.

Instead of rushing directly, they stood five hundred miles away, each firing out a holy weapon, turning it into holy clouds, and launching a ranged attack.

Obviously, the sword prison world has also invested a lot in order to win the battle of the saint's merit.

Among the more than 850 saints, more than 100 saints were all controlling the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifacts. Thousand-Secret Destruction Explodes, causing mountains to collapse, the earth to pieces, and the mud and stones to melt into droplets.

The first wave of attacks was to break through the four levels of the defensive formation arranged by the Rakshasa clan.

The six-armed saint stood in a higher position, looking at the thunder and fire-filled land in the distance, and gave an order: "Xu Fang, you lead sixty saints with the cultivation level of Xuanhuang Realm and Chedi Realm as a sharp knife to attack from the side."

"Remember, your purpose is not to capture the wormhole. Instead, you should test some powerful figures in the Rakshasa military camp. Therefore, you must be prepared and retreat at any time."

"The other saints still use holy tools to launch long-range attacks from the front, and must destroy all the defensive formations of the Rakshasa clan."

Xu Fang grabbed a crystal clear spear and led the sixty saints from the sword prison world, burst out quickly and rushed towards the wormhole.

Their speed was extremely fast. In an instant, they passed through the broken land, contacted the monks of the Rakshasa clan, and started a crazy killing.

The battle between the two saints was earth-shaking.

Dozens of saints attacked the past, just like dozens of death gods, pushing forward directly, invincible.

"boom!"

"boom!"

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With the assistance of the saints behind him, the sword prison world quickly broke through the ten-layer defensive formation, leaving only a hundred miles away from the wormhole.

The army camp of the Rakshasa tribe appeared in front of them.

"Bang."

Just when the eleventh layer of defensive formation was broken, suddenly, a scream sounded beside Xu Fang. He was secretly shocked, and immediately turned his head and looked to the right.

I saw that about three miles away from him, a green feather pierced the eyebrows of a saint in the Pure Realm of the Knife.

Then, the saint of the realm of the earth fell heavily to the ground and lost his life.

"Where did the feathers come from? How powerful is the vitality of the Saint of the Earth Realm? How can they be killed in one blow?"

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Fang's forehead.

Five hundred miles away, the six-armed Supreme Saint immediately sent a message: "Xu Fang, hurry up and retreat."

Xu Fang also felt a huge crisis of death, as if a demon god from hell was approaching him, and his hair was standing up all over his body.

"retreat."

Xu Fang just shouted this...

Dozens of green feathers flew out in a row in the military camp of the Rakshasa tribe, carrying wisps of dark red flames on the feathers.

The feathers seemed to be condensed by the rules of the Holy Way, with extremely strong penetration and their flight speed reached a hundred times the speed of sound.

Only when the Wanpao Holy Artifact bursts with perfect power can it reach a hundred times the speed of sound.

When the speed reaches that level, no saint can dodge at all. Even a person who has just reached the level of a Saint King may not be able to dodge.

The attack speed of a hundred times the speed of sound is a watershed.

Anyone who can control the attack method of a hundred times the speed of sound must be the top power among the saints.

"Puff."

More than twenty saints fell in a pool of blood and turned into dead bodies. More than ten saints avoided the vital points, but were seriously injured.

"Escape, run away quickly."

Xu Fang roared.

At this moment, three green feathers flew towards Xu Fang in a row.

Xu Fang is worthy of being the top 20 true saints in the sword prison world. He is quite powerful. He actually used a spear of the Wandeng Holy Artifact level to knock two green feathers away.

However, the third feather penetrated his heart.

The flames carried on the feathers burned a hole the size of a fist on his body, and it had an evil power that invaded his body.

In an instant, his whole body turned black, lost consciousness, and fell heavily to the ground.

"It's a pretty good strong man. His flesh and blood should have quite powerful energy, so I'll give it to you!"

A sound that was both pleasant and tempting came from the military camp of the Rakshasa tribe.

Then, surrounded by a group of Rakshasa saints, a Rakshasa woman who was nearly 1.8 meters tall walked out.

This Rakshasa woman has an extremely noble temperament. She wore a silver-white divine crystal crown on her head and a light green holy garment, which outlined her perfect figure with concave and undulation.

Each thread of the holy garment is made of the holy vein of a saint. The holy light emitted from it forms a holy cloud, which makes her delicate body shroud.

That holy garment is called "Saint garment of All Saint".

It means that the holy veins of ten thousand saints need to be extracted to refine such a piece of clothing.

Put it on your body, you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth anytime, anywhere, and then transport it to your owner's body.

Moreover, the speed at which Wansheng Suyi absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth is the speed at which ten thousand saints overlap.

It can be said that as long as he wears the sacred garment, even if the Rakshasa woman continues to use the sacred sacred ware, she doesn’t have to worry about the exhaustion of the holy energy.

The Rakshasa woman stretched out her five slender and slender jade fingers and pressed her body across the air. Then, a dark red airflow flew into ashes to the center of her palm.

Xu Fang's body was restored to its original color.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."

All the saints of the Rakshasa clan bowed to Princess Rakshasa.

Princess Rakshasa's face is as beautiful as a fairy, her skin is like ice and snow, and her eyes have the magic of seductive souls. She just glanced at the more than 30 saints in the sword prison world who were still alive.

Those saints seemed to have really lost their souls, and their expressions on their faces became dull, smirked, or showed a ***-like look.

Princess Rakshasa's eyelashes trembled slightly and her eyes blinked slightly.

"Bang bang."

More than 30 saints with strong cultivation all fell to the ground and lost their rebirth.

All the saints of the Rakshasa clan present were sucking in a cold air, and they had no idea how Princess Rakshasa killed those saints of the Sword Prison Realm.

Even they all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Princess Rakshasa in her eyes, for fear that they would die for no reason.

Princess Rakshasa said, "What are you doing when you stand there? Why don't you go to hunt down those saints in the sword prison world?"

The saints of the Rakshasa clan came out in full swing to chase and kill the saints of the Sword Prison Realm who were fleeing.

Princess Rakshasa touched her pointed chin with two slender jade fingers, revealing a noble and charming smile, saying: "The merit battle in the Heavenly Court Realm has begun. There is no need for monks below the Marquis to stay in the Ancestral Spirit Realm anymore."

Behind Princess Rakshasa were two saints two meters tall standing. They were very strong, but they were extremely old.

The old man in black robe standing on the left bowed and said, "Your Highness the Princess is the commander of the attack on the ancestral spirit world this time. Everything is followed by your instructions."

Princess Rakshasa said: "Two military orders. First, the army of the Rakshasa tribe will evacuate from the ancestral spirit world from today and let the marquis-level figures stay."

"Second, Heiyu, go back to the Giant Tower Star and ask Emperor Cheng to dispatch three million marquises to this princess. The Heavenly Court World held a merit battle in the Ancestral Spirit World, and this princess also came to join in the fun. In the next two months, let the saints of the seven worlds stay on this land!"

"Receive the order."

The old man named Heiyu retreated.

Princess Rakshasa looked at the fierce battle in the distance and smiled slightly: "Bai Yu, are you a second-class marquis?"

"Yes." said the old man in white.

Princess Rakshasa said: "The news came from the Giant Whale River Basin that the merit book wall in the southern world seems to have been found. This princess intends to go over and see what the merit book wall is. If it is fun, collect it. I will hand it over to you here first. As the news spreads, there will definitely be many saints who want to pass this wormhole to the Giant Whale River Basin. If you stay here, you should have a lot of gains."

The old man in white said, "But His Highness went to the Giant Whale River Basin alone, and I will not be relieved."

"This princess's strength is many times higher than you. Do you still need your protection?"

Princess Rakshasa rolled her eyes, then soared, landed on the back of a nine-headed blue bird, and flew into the wormhole.

The golden dragon chariot was pulled by nine golden dragons, running wildly on the field like a golden stream of light.

Even if there are saints from the Heavenly Court Realm or monks from the Rakshasa clan who discovered the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, they can't catch up at all and can only watch it disappear into the sky.

The Chenyuan Ancient Sword refined all the war tools, and finally the number of inscriptions inside the sword body exceeded 10,000, becoming a holy weapon with ten thousand patterns.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of the sword and smiled on his face: "Without activating the internal inscription, the weight of Shen Yuan has exceeded 100,000 kilograms. I can't wait to test how powerful the Shen Yuan, a level of the Wanzhi Holy Artifact, can burst out?"

The golden step dragon chariot is too loud, and it will definitely alarm the Rakshasa army stationed near the wormhole.

It is obviously not a wise thing to compete with the Rakshasa army head-on.

Therefore, at a distance of 30,000 miles away from the wormhole, Zhang Ruochen stopped the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.

After putting away the golden step dragon chariot, Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and investigated in the direction of the wormhole.

"Boom."

A violent holy road wave was transmitted from a distance, and the powerful energy directly shocked a mountain to collapse on Zhang Ruochen's right.

What's going on?

Zhang Ruochen put away his mental power, jumped up, flew above the clouds, and looked in the direction of the waves of battle. He saw a group of saints from the Rakshasa clan, chasing more than a hundred saints from the Heavenly Court.

"Those monks... seem to be the saints of the sword prison world."

Zhang Ruochen smiled, but unexpectedly, someone attacked the Rakshasa army stationed in the wormhole before him.

However, the saints in the sword prison world seemed to underestimate the strength of the Rakshasa army and were chased miserably, and saints kept falling in pools of blood.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow, bent the bow and put the arrow, and pulled the bowstring apart.

"Wow—"

The Sun Arrow flew out at sixty times the speed of sound, turned into a stream of light, rushed out of the clouds, and hit a Marquis of the Rakshasa clan.
Chapter completed!