Robbery?

The saints in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were all stunned.

There were more than a thousand saints gathered under the Holy Spring Waterfall. Which one was weak? However, a crazy monk suddenly jumped out to rob them.

Is this person really crazy?

A true saint of Taoist robe in his forties in the Purple Mansion Realm recognized the madman, showing a look of surprise, and said, "He... He is the half-step holy king of the Eight Realms, Madman, not long ago, in the chaotic forest, this saint was robbed by him once. In fact... he chased him here again..."

"boom!"

Below the Holy Spring Waterfall, all the holy people's eyes surged out, and waves of holy power gushed outwards.

"It turns out that it is a madman from the Eight Tribes. No wonder he is so arrogant."

"So what if it's a madman? When you come to Wujin Holy Mountain and dare to rob us, you're looking for death."

The madman is very famous. Even in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm, many saints have heard of him, who has the strength of a saint king in the battle step. Of course, there are many people in the two major worlds, so they are not afraid of him at all.

An old man with a long golden sword on his back stood up and flew across from the madman with a look of eagle and falcon, and said, "Wujin Holy Mountain is the territory of the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm. More than 50,000 saints gathered in the Holy Mountain. You dare to come here to show off your evil spirit?"

The old man of Golden Sword is powerful and he is actually a strong man at the peak of the Supreme Saint.

"Dare to steal the saints from the Purple Mansion Realm will be a death sentence."

On the banks of the holy spring, hundreds of saints took out the holy weapon, mobilized the holy energy and injected it into it, stimulating the inscriptions inside the holy weapon, preparing to kill the mad demon.

The air between this world became a little solidified, and a solemn aura spread out.

Facing such a situation, the madman did not have a trace of fear, just smiled.

"Swish."

Zhang Ruochen was wearing a blood armor and walked out of the ripples in the space, as if passing through a layer of water curtain, standing hanging over the Holy Spring Waterfall.

With a wave of his palm, he made twelve Buddhist beads.

The Buddhist beads are suspended in the twelve directions of this space, like the twelve stars, and the light emitted by them enveloped all the more than a thousand saints present.

Zhang Ruochen's figure was like a true god standing in the air, and in terms of momentum it gave the saints below a huge oppression.

The saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were surprised to find that their connection with the outside world had been cut off, as if they had entered an independent space.

"That is... the divine envoy from Guanghan Realm."

There is a saint who recognizes Zhang Ruochen's identity.

"Has Zhang Ruochen joined forces with the Crazy Demon?"

The saints of the two major worlds were stirred up again. Some of the older people had already noticed something was wrong and quickly spoke, saying, "Everyone will do it together and kill them."

Without hesitation, more than a hundred saints took action at the same time. At the first time, they beat out the sword, sword, tower, and tripod... holy weapons like a ball of light, bombarded Zhang Ruochen and Crazy Demon respectively.

Zhang Ruochen stood calmly on a high place, just mobilizing his mental power to support the twelve Buddhist beads, and he saw dozens of holy weapons about to bombard him.

"Wow—"

A black vortex appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, and a powerful suction force surged out, swallowing all the holy weapons.

The saints below felt horrified because they sensed the connection between themselves and the sacred instruments and were completely interrupted.

"hehe."

Han Qiu, with long black hair dissipated, walked out of the vortex, held a pile of broken holy weapons in the palm of his hand, sprinkled towards the saints of the Purple Mansion Realm and the Knife Prison Realm, and said disdainfully: "What kind of broken copper and iron are they?"

"Bang bang."

The fragments of the holy weapon fell all over the ground, and huge pits were smashed below.

On the other side, the madman held an iron rod and knocked all the holy weapons that attacked him away, laughing wildly: "I saint advises you to hand over all the treasures on you honestly, why do you need to make meaningless resistance?"

"Arrogant, do you really think that the Knife Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm are soft persimmons that you just can handle at will?"

The old man from Jindao was quite angry, and his five fingers grabbed the void, and a sharp sound of sword sounded. The golden knife rushed out of the scabbard, dragged out a golden river-like sword aura, and slashed towards the madman.

However, half of the golden sword had been swung out, but the light on the blade suddenly became dim.

The powerful sword energy actually dissipated and opened.

Because the old man from Golden Sword has died.

A rusty iron sword penetrated his eyebrows, leaving a blood hole, and a wisp of holy energy continued to escape from the blood hole.

Ale stood beside the old man of Jindao, had already withdrawn his sword and dragged out a long blood mark.

"It's really amazing."

The crazy man's heart was shaking.

You know, even with his cultivation level, it would take some tricks to kill the old man Jindao. However, Ale only used one sword and killed him.

The sword technique is clean and neat, and one blow will kill, which is daunting.

I'm afraid that the old man from Jindao would not know who was killed until his death.

Four strong men appeared in a row, and the saints present became a little panicked. The most important thing is that there are no characters among them who can suppress the scene, nor do they have the backbone, and it is difficult to deal with such a crisis.

A saint encouraged his courage and shouted: "Everyone immediately formed a formation to fight against the powerful...enemy...ah..."

Before the saint could finish his words, he was torn apart by a dark force that Han Qiu beat out from the air, and the holy body turned into black particles.

A black vortex appeared in Han Qiu's palm, absorbing all the holy power of the most holy.

"The rules of darkness."

The madman felt his scalp numb and finally realized how terrible the woman next to Zhang Ruochen was. He actually practiced the Dark Path among the Nine Evergreen Paths.

Darkness devours everything.

According to the meridian catalogue in "Tai Chi Innate Ability", one of the six great books, Han Qiu circulated the most holy holy power for a whole world. The next moment, the most holy holy power was all transformed into her own power.

It was just a breathing time, and her cultivation level had made great progress.

"Whoever dares to move will die."

Dark power burst out from Han Qiu's body, filling the world. Suddenly, all the saints present felt an inexplicable fear.

The so-called "dark way" is the source of all negative forces.

The evil way, the demon way, the ghost way, the death way, the curse way, the devour, the destruction way... etc., all extend from the dark way, and of course, it also includes the fear in human nature.

"What a terrible woman, she is comparable to the Hell in the Realm of Hell."

The madman shivered and realized deeply that he must not offend Han Qiu, nor should he offend Zhang Ruochen.

Under the shock of everyone, the saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm really did not dare to resist anymore and obediently handed over all the treasures on their bodies.

Although treasures are good, life is even more important.

More than a thousand saints, just storage bags, had more than two thousand treasures. The various treasures poured out from them were piled up into a mountain.

The treasure vase, holy stone, holy jade, elixir, talisman, holy medicine, holy artifact... all kinds of treasures were shining with bright light. Looking at the treasure mountain in front of me, the corners of the saints in the Zifu Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were twitching, and they were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but no one dared to resist.

"What are you waiting for? Let's start dividing the spoils! Haha!"

The madman flew to the foot of Baoshan, rubbed his hands, and was so excited.

It was not until now that the madman realized that he had made small fuss before, but this time it was a real robbery. Only he and Zhang Ruochen, a group of crazy people, had the courage to do such a crazy thing.

When it comes to life and death in their mother world, they bear billions of lives. Who else can talk about morality?

There are definitely many treasures robbed by the Zifu Realm and the Sword Prison Realm that have killed many participants.

Han Qiu looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "How to divide it?"

"I'll collect half of it, and you can share the rest evenly!"

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to search the treasure mountain, and the number of various treasures appeared clearly in his mind.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen took out the space ring and directly collected half of it.

Crazy, Han Qiu, and Ale had no objection to this distribution method, and then they began to collect their own part.

This time, Zhang Ruochen exchanged more than 6 million merit values, and the ranking of Guanghan Realm on the wall of merit book surpassed the Eight Realm in one fell swoop and ranked second.

As Han Qiu and Ale exchanged their merit values, the ranking of Kunlun Realm was increased from the last to the sixth place.

The one who ranked last became Tianmu Realm.

Zhang Ruochen walked to the edge of the holy spring, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the holy energy in his body became active, and his limbs and bones were extremely comfortable.

"It's indeed a very remarkable holy spring."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Mercury gourd and put all the Holy Spring Waterfall in.

Before the saint's merit war began, Zhang Ruochen retrieved the Mercury gourd from the drunkard.

With the holy springs that had been stolen from the saints of the two major worlds, Zhang Ruochen roughly estimated that the holy springs in the Mercury gourd can temper more than 200,000 drops of condensed holy dew.

"Crazy."

The holy spring, which did not dry up, soon flowed down from above, forming a waterfall again.

Han Qiu looked upwards and said, "Fang Yi, the Border of the Sword Prison Realm and Dongliu Sword Master of the Purple Mansion Realm, led the two worlds' top group of strong men to enter the interior of the Holy Mountain along the Holy Spring and discover a Holy Mansion. That Holy Mansion is likely to be the secret treasure of the Old Ancestor Wu Jin."

"The secret treasure of a great saint."

Zhang Ruochen then read a sentence, with a look of interest in his eyes.

The madman was quite confused and couldn't help asking Han Qiu, saying, "How do you know where Fang Yi and Dongliu Sword Master are going? And you also know the secret treasure of the ancestor Wujin?"

"Previously, I absorbed more than one holy power, as well as some valuable information in his mind."
Chapter completed!