A large amount of true dew entered Zhang Ruochen's abdomen and immediately turned into a biting airflow, wrapping around his internal organs, as if he wanted to freeze all his blood and solidify.

"Chichi."

A layer of white ice condensed on the surface of Zhang Ruochen's skin.

The ice accumulates thicker and thicker, and in the end, it turns into an iceberg, sealing Zhang Ruochen inside.

Zhang Ruochen held his breath, but the holy energy in his body was flowing constantly, transporting wisps of cold air to the sea of ​​qi and integrating into the Tongtian River.

In the Tongtian River, more than 300 rules of the holy path are flowing continuously. Each rule of the holy path contains extremely mysterious power, representing a truth between heaven and earth.

If you practice every rule of the holy path to the extreme, you will gain the power to destroy the world.

Practicing more than 300 holy rules at the same time is not only an advantage, but it also makes it very difficult to improve Zhang Ruochen's realm.

As time goes by, finally, the first rule of the holy path has been completely condensed into a real state and fully manifested, which has become particularly eye-catching in the Tongtian River.

Zhang Ruochen was secretly happy and continued to work hard.

The second, the third, the fourth...

The rules of the holy path are constantly emerging, and soon more than a hundred holy path rules will be free from the virtual and transform into the truth.

The light emitted by Tongtian River is getting brighter and brighter, and the flow rate is getting faster and faster.

Even with the barrier of time and space crystal, the rules of heaven and earth outside still noticed the changes in the rules of the holy Tao in Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Crash."

As if driven by an invisible force, the blood-red river water on the Giant Whale River roared, and then turned into a vortex, rolling up higher and higher waves.

In the center of the vortex, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed into a thick tornado, rushing from the river to the top of the clouds, which is extremely spectacular.

In Zhang Ruochen's Qi sea, the transformation speed of the Holy Dao Rules accelerates.

About half a day later, except for the time rules and space rules, all the other rules were completely cleared from the virtual reality. Tongtian River emitted dazzling light and melted the iceberg wrapped around Zhang Ruochen.

"The need for condensed time and space rules is too great for condensed Holy Dew, which is worthy of being the way of eternal age."

Zhang Ruochen drank two hundred drops of Condensing Holy Dew, ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra", and went all out to transport the cold power in his body, and continued to condense the rules of time and space.

The rules of time and space are like two bottomless pits, absorbing two hundred drops of the condensed holy dew, but it has not condensed.

"continue."

Zhang Ruochen drank two hundred drops of Condensing True Holy Dew and continued to condense.

...

One thousand two hundred drops of the Condensed Holy Dew were refined, and finally, two slight sounds sounded inside the Holy Face of Time and the Holy Face of Space. Then, two holy road rules that penetrated the entire Hetian River appeared.

Both the rules of time and space are extremely powerful. It is not like flowing along with the Tongtian River, but like the Tongtian River flowing along with them.

"Crack."

A series of explosions sounded in Zhang Ruochen's body, breaking through the realm in one fell swoop and becoming a true saint.

Zhang Ruochen immediately rushed out of the inner space of the time and space crystal, broke through the river water, and flew into the air. Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards him frantically, and poured into the 144 acupoints and the divine martial marks between his eyebrows.

Soon, the spiritual energy of this world was absorbed.

But his body was still deforming, so Zhang Ruochen opened the space ring and took out more than a thousand holy stones, making the holy stones slept around his body.

The holy energy contained in the holy stone is constantly extracted and penetrated into Zhang Ruochen's body. Some are integrated into blood, internal organs, bones, meridians, and some are integrated into the Holy Source and Tongtian River.

A breakthrough in realm is also a breakthrough in the level of life.

After becoming a saint, every time you improve your level, the life span and vitality of a monk will increase significantly, because the level of life is changing.

It is obvious that the span from Tongtian Realm to True Saint Realm is very huge, so the level of life will also be greatly improved, and the demand for spiritual energy and holy energy will naturally be very large.

The holy stones floating around Zhang Ruochen became smaller and smaller, and finally, the holy air was completely lost and turned into white powder.

Zhang Ruochen's body slowly fell downwards and fell on the banks of the Giant Whale River. His body emitted bright holy light, and the holy lights formed one hundred and eight halos, just like one hundred and eight layers of defensive light covers wrapped him.

After reaching the realm of True Saint, Zhang Ruochen's temperament also undergoes tremendous changes, becoming somewhat different from that of mortals, ethereal, outspoken, pure, and sacred, just like a banished immortal from the nine heavens.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a finger and pointed forward.

An ordinary rule of ice flew out from his fingertips. Then, the world seemed to be affected by the rule of ice and became extremely cold. Large tracts of snowflakes fell within a radius of thousands of miles, and this section of the Giant Whale River frozen into a glacier.

"The True Realm is indeed much stronger than the Tongtian Realm. No wonder other saints say that it is impossible to fight across borders if they reach Tongtian Realm. But... for me, it doesn't seem difficult to cross the realm of the True Saint and the Most Holy Saint and fight against the enemy."

"With my current strength, when I go to the wormhole, I should be able to crush the 99th Reich and the second-class Marquis, which is enough to kill them without leaving any armor."

Zhang Ruochen pinched his five fingers, and suddenly, the glacier not far away burst and turned into a fragmented glacier.

The holy soul clone flew from a distance and rushed into Zhang Ruochen's body.

During the period when Zhang Ruochen was practicing, the Holy Soul clone did not receive the message from Mu Lingxi.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help frowning, worried that she had encountered something unexpected?

Zhang Ruochen was no longer in the mood to kill the wormhole and destroy the marquis of the Rakshasa clan. He immediately flew downstream along the Giant Whale River, preparing to capture a marquis of the Rakshasa clan, or a saint from the Seven Realms of Shatuo, and ask about the recent major events in the Giant Whale River Basin, and perhaps the traces of Mu Lingxi could be found.

After flying about 20,000 miles, Zhang Ruochen noticed a violent wave of battle ahead, and holy lights soared into the sky, making the air sway slightly.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the outbreak of the battle. He did not find the evil spirit. It was actually a group of saints from the heavenly realm fighting.

"It's the sword prison world again... and the purple palace world... that's..."

Seeing the figure, a strange look appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

There are more than 60 saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, all of which are first-class strong people. Among them, three have reached the Supreme Saint Realm.

The saint who was besieged by them was Qingmo, one of the mysterious goddesses of the Nine Heavens.

Compared to when she was following "Huang Yanchen", Qing Mo's appearance has changed a lot. Perhaps this is her true face.

However, her temperament and expression did not change once, so Zhang Ruochen recognized her at a glance.

Qing Mo's cultivation level has reached the realm of the True Saint, and his cultivation speed is quite amazing. Even if he has obtained the inheritance of the God of Food, he is not good at fighting, and his strength is still quite strong. He can actually fight against the powerful men in the early stage of the Supreme Saint and fight very fiercely.

The most holy man from Nan Shu in the Purple Mansion Realm looked like a pretty young woman who looked like a gorgeous young woman. She was wearing a gorgeous sacred garment and a scorching light appeared in her eyes, saying, "That silver kitchen knife is not simple, it should be a powerful ancient artifact."

"The Kunlun Realm was once extremely prosperous, and many gods were born, and those gods left behind countless rare treasures. Obviously, this girl was lucky and got one of them." Yan Qiaozuo said coldly with a look of her eyes.

"There are not five divine relics in the entire Purple Mansion Realm, and almost all of them are in the hands of the Great Sage. Unexpectedly, a saint in the Kunlun Realm actually has an ancient divine relics. Continue to hunting the saints in the Kunlun Realm, you may be able to encounter more treasures."

A murderous aura appeared in the eyes of the saint of the fish-eye. Then, a seal was formed with both hands, and a five-finger-shaped mountain condensed above his palms and bombarded Qingmo.

Qing Mo had already suffered serious injuries, and his clothes were stained with blood. How could he withstand the attack of the fish-eyed saint?

"Baku."

Qingmo originally cut out the silver kitchen knife, but his arm was crushed by the Wujingshan Mountain, and his bones were broken. A slender jade hand turned directly into a green vine.

The silver kitchen knife fell to the ground with a bang.

Qing Mo was timid and fragile. He had been holding on forever before, but at this moment, he could no longer hold on after being hit hard. Tears flowed out of his eyes and cried out directly.

The fish-me-Saint Saint lifted the silver kitchen knife on the ground, suppressed the spirit of the kitchen knife, and showed an ecstatic expression on his face, "The ancient artifact of the divine relics is really the ancient artifact of the divine relics. After getting it, even if he encounters a third-class marquis, this Saint can kill it with one knife."

Then, the gaze of the fish-eyed saint stared at Qing Mo not far away, with a fierce light appearing in his eyes.

Nan Shu said the most holy thing: "Don't kill her. Her body is a green ink holy vine. It has been 40,000 to 50,000 years old. It is an excellent material for refining the holy pill. After killing her, the medicinal properties will be greatly reduced."

"I don't want to be refined into pills, I... no... wuwu..." Qing Mo bit his lip, looking extremely delicate, sobbing constantly, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and constantly retreating.

Her weak and timid appearance did not look like a true saint, but instead she looked like a rich daughter who had encountered a robber, looking very helpless.

The Supreme Saint of Nan Shu laughed mockingly and said, "A true saint is pretending to be pitiful. Do you think you can escape this disaster? Tell you that there are already sixteen saints in the Kunlun Realm who came to the ancestral spirit world and died in the hands of this saint."

"I didn't pretend to be pitiful. If you want to kill... you kill me, anyway... don't make me into pills anyway... I'm just a cooking..." Qing Mo was like a shiver little quail, sobbing, and his voice was getting lower and lower, so low that only she could hear it.

"What mess are you talking about?"

Nan Shu's most holy eyes sank, she lost her patience, stretched out a palm, pinched it into a claw shape, and grabbed it forward from the air. Suddenly, a claw print dozens of feet long condensed.

Suddenly, a white arrow flew from the sky.

"Puff."

The arrow shot through Nanshu's most holy claws, leaving a blood hole.
Chapter completed!