Zhang Ruochen opened the letter left by Ling Feiyu, and after reading it, a look of sadness appeared on his face.

According to the letter, Ling Feiyu is preparing to leave the Truth Realm, or even leave the Heavenly Realm, and travel to the major worlds in the universe. At the same time, she also has the idea of ​​going to the battlefield of merit, and wants to hone her swordsmanship and will on the battlefield.

"Why!"

Why didn’t Zhang Ruochen want to leave, be alone, walk around the world with his sword? How free and easy?

However, after thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ruochen could only shake his head.

He carries too much, how can he leave just by saying that?

Moreover, even if you want to leave, you must first go to the sea of ​​truth and seize as much mystery as possible. This huge opportunity is only available in the realm of truth and must not be missed.

"See you goodbye if you are destined to be goodbye, take care of yourself all the way."

Zhang Ruochen put away the letter paper, calmed down the loss in his heart, and restored his full fighting spirit.

Zhang Ruochen found another hidden place in the Truth Heaven Realm, arranged a space teleportation array, and returned to the Moon God Dojo.

"Wow—"

In the array, light flashed.

Mu Lingxi stood on the edge of the teleportation array, looked at Zhang Ruochen in the array, and said, "The relationship between you and the palace master should not only be a teacher or friend, right?"

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the teleportation array and said calmly: "Yes."?

Mu Lingxi was very smart and guessed something, saying, "So, is she avoiding us? Has she left the Truth Heaven Realm?"

"Don't think too much. Palace Master Ling is a strange woman who has only been born in the Kunlun Realm for a hundred years. What she pursues in her heart is the ultimate swordsmanship. Feelings are a bond to her. She continues to stay in the Truth Realm, but she cannot break through the cage in her heart. Going out is the real sky and the sea is wide. Her swordsmanship may not be able to make rapid progress. When we meet again, maybe she has already practiced to become Sword Ten." Zhang Ruochen tried to make himself look calm and did not want to put pressure on Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi knew that Ling Feiyu's departure, and Zhang Ruochen must have felt very uncomfortable, so he stopped mentioning this matter.

She took out the ancient sword of Chenyuan, held it in her hand, handed it to Zhang Ruochen, and smiled and said, "Chenyuan has reached the level of the Three-Speed ​​Ten Thousand-Speed ​​Holy Artifact. It is only a little short of it to reach the Four-Speed ​​Ten Thousand-Speed ​​Holy Artifact."?

"Oh, yes, it seems you took good care of it."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Zhang Ruochen's palm from the air.

When he grabbed the hilt of the sword, Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt like flesh and blood was connected. The sword body became twice as heavy as it was sharper.

"Wow—"

The holy energy gushed out from the palm of the palm and injected into the sword body.

In an instant, a layer of black holy power light wave appeared on the surface of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, bursting out with a perfect power.

"Zheng!"

The sharp sound of swords resounded throughout the Moon God Dojo.

Zhang Ruochen's face showed joy: "Before retreat, I need to spend half a breath to inspire a perfect power. Now, I can do it in an instant. It seems that I have really reached the realm of the Holy King."

Zhang Ruochen continued to mobilize the holy energy and inject it into the sword body.

After three breaths, a second layer of holy power light wave appeared on the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, bursting out the perfect power of the two rays.

Strong sword energy rushed out of the sword body, making a "swish" sound, condensed a black sword rain and flew above Zhang Ruochen's head.

All the monks in the Moon God Temple noticed the terrifying aura erupted from the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, and only felt that the holy aura of heaven and earth in the temple was boiling.

They released their mental power, investigated the terrifying aura, and found that the ancient sword from the Chenyuan was slightly relieved.

"It turned out to be the sword of the God Envoy, the breath emitted by the sword."?

"The two-god perfect power burst out, and the ancient sword of Chenyuan emitted aura, which was stronger than before. Could it be that the cultivation of the divine envoy had already broken through to the realm of the Holy King?"

...

While the monks in the Moon God Temple were talking a lot, Zhang Ruochen continued to inject holy energy, spending a total of thirty breaths. A third wave of holy power light appeared on the sword body, bursting out the perfect power of the three bright lights.

"Boom."

The powerful sword aura swept out, forcing Mu Lingxi to quickly retreat backwards and retreat dozens of feet away.

Zhang Ruochen's face turned red and his hands were trembling slightly. With his own strength, it was difficult for him to control the perfect power of Sanyao. The ancient sword in his hand seemed to be heavier than the mountain.

"Attack me with a sacred weapon of ten thousand patterns." Zhang Ruochen said.

Mu Lingxi took out a black horn from the storage bag and mobilized the holy energy to inject it into it.

In an instant, the black horn became increasingly huge, twelve or three feet long, carrying a strong wind and storming towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen swung his sword and slashed it, like cutting the horn of the Wanzhi Holy Artifact level into two pieces.

Mu Lingxi grew up with red lips and showed a look of surprise, "The power of this horn of the world is not much different from the Eryao Ten Thousand-Past Sacred Artifact. It was actually destroyed by Chen Yuan's sword."

"Chichi."

The Chenyuan Ancient Sword flew out of Zhang Ruochen's hand.

The tip of the sword was inserted into the ground, and a black sword light was automatically released, wrapping up two pieces of the horns of the realm, and refining them.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan is indeed different from the past. Even if Zhang Ruochen does not control it personally, the sword spirit can easily kill creatures in the half-step Saint King realm.

Zhang Ruochen smiled with satisfaction and said, "In this short time, there should be a lot of holy weapons refined by the ancient sword of Chenyuan? How many holy weapons are left in you?"

A strange look appeared on Mu Lingxi's pretty face, and then he took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen opened the storage bag and saw that he was amused and crying, "There were only dozens of holy artifacts left."

Before retreating, the storage bag he gave Mu Lingxi was filled with tens of thousands of holy weapons, all of which were obtained from the merit battlefield of the ancestral spirit world.

It has only been a few months since it was refined by Chen Yuan.

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With these hundreds of thousands of holy artifacts, the level of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword is enough to upgrade to the level of the Four-Yao Ten Thousand Width Holy Artifacts.

Moreover, when he came to the Truth Heaven Realm, Zhang Ruochen also seized a large number of sacred sacred weapons, which were of higher grade and stored in the space ring. When the ancient sword of Shenyuan was also refined, these sacred weapons should be upgraded to five-glorious sacred weapons.

"Paipa."

Su Jing stood ten feet away, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the God Envoy for breaking through to the realm of the Holy King. Now, the ancient sword of Chenyuan has become stronger, which is a double happiness."

When Zhang Ruochen reached the realm of a Saint King, his status was naturally somewhat different from before.

Su Jing looked at Zhang Ruochen as if he was looking at a monk of the same generation, rather than a senior who was looking at a junior.

Zhang Ruochen greeted Su Jing and said, "It's just that he has just reached the realm of the Holy King. Compared with Uncle Jing, he is still 108,000 miles away."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was not arrogant or impatient, Su Jing nodded with satisfaction, with a smile, and said solemnly: "Since the envoy of God has come out of seclusion, there are some things that the three of us should discuss."?

"Okay, I'm just having something to ask Uncle Jing."

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the void with his palm and retracted the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

The three of them came to a palace-shaped weapon refining pavilion and sat on both sides of the hall.

Su Jing took out a storage bag, put it on the table, and said, "During the period when the God Envoy was in seclusion, all major worlds sent monks to the Moon God Temple and successively redeem some female monks."?

"Except for the 137 great worlds that participated in the attack on the Yin-Yang Hall, other great worlds all spent a lot of holy stones to redeem people. The holy stones were all contained in this storage bag, with a total of 255 million. God envoys, count them!"

After all, Zhang Ruochen attacked the Moon God Temple alone, so Su Jing was naturally embarrassed to swallow this holy stone.

Besides, with his identity as the leader of the Nine Spirit Divine Bird Clan, there is no shortage of holy stones.

"So many?" Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised.

“Not much.”

Su Jing shook his palm and smiled, "There are a total of thousands of proud daughters of heaven, either beautiful or noble. In their mother world, there are countless monks who are willing to spend a lot of holy stones to redeem them. If they didn't want to make friends with those monks and deliberately suppress the price very low, they would probably have more than this number of holy stones in storage bags."

The idea of ​​making friends with those monks was originally proposed by Zhang Ruochen.

Besides, 255 million holy stones are already a huge fortune, exceeding Zhang Ruochen's expectations and enough for him to purchase the cultivation resources he needs at this stage.

He fought back with his desperate efforts.

Zhang Ruochen did not refuse and put away the storage bag containing the holy stone.

Su Jing said again: "There are some female monks who have been abandoned by their mother world and have now joined the Guanghan world. However, some of them are quite special, and I don't know what to do with them."

"Uncle Jing refers to the female monks captured from the Hell Realm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Previously, Zhang Ruochen was in the Pure Land Palace and indeed saw some female monks locked in cages, including the Rakshasa women of the Rakshasa tribe, the female blood saint of the Immortal Blood Clan, the female Shura of the Shura tribe, and even some female monks with strong yin energy, who looked like both the Ghost King and the Corpse King.

It has to be said that the evil monks in the three major worlds are indeed powerful, and female monks of all races and types can catch the Yin and Yang Palace.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you are willing to surrender to Guanghan Realm, leave them behind. If you don't want to, sell them as slaves and replace them with holy stones."

"Yes." Su Jing nodded.

Since humans and wild beasts defect to the Hell Realm and become slaves and mounts of the top strong people in the Hell Realm. The strong people in the Heavenly Court Realm can of course subdue some monks in the Hell Realm as slaves and family generals.

It is said that in those glorious and prosperous worlds, many monks feel proud of having slaves in the Hell Realm. The more slaves they have, the stronger their sense of superiority.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jing said: "I still have dozens of invitations here, all of which are inviting the envoys to visit."

"Oh? There is something wrong?" Zhang Ruochen showed a look of surprise.

Su Jing took out a thick stack of invitations and said, "These monks who sent invitations participated in the attack on the Yin and Yang Hall. Several of them were quite powerful and had a very high status in their mother world. However, they are in big trouble now."

"What a big trouble?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Su Jing said: "After they redeem the female monks from the Moon God Temple, not long after, the female monks either disappeared or were killed, and should have been retaliated by the Yin and Yang Realm, the Black Demon Realm, and the Wanxie Realm. In recent times, even themselves have been assassinated."

Zhang Ruochen's face changed slightly and he said, "The cultivators from the three evil realms dare to kill people unscrupulously in the Truth Heaven Realm? Aren't they afraid of being arrested by the disciples of the Divine Legend?"

Su Jing shook his head and said, "It is said that it is not the evil monks who took action personally, but the killers of the Tiansha organization who are assassinating them."

"The Tiansha Organization has penetrated into the Truth Heavenly Realm?"

Zhang Ruochen has a strong hatred for this killer organization.

Su Jing sighed: "The Tiansha Organization is a very ancient killer organization. It originated from the four major world-dominated worlds. It already existed before the Heavenly Court Realm. After these 100,000 years of development, the Tiansha Organization has become omnipresent in the Heavenly Court Realm. As long as they can afford the price, they even dare to kill the gods."

Zhang Ruochen showed a thoughtful look and then smiled: "What's the use of sending me an invitation? My strength may not be stronger than them. I guess the price of my head is more valuable than theirs on the Tiansha Organization."
Chapter completed!