At first, when Zhang Ruochen decided to conquer the holy flower, he had actually expected it to be restless and wanted to swallow him.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen not only regarded it as a kind of help for combat, but also wanted to use it to force himself, forcing himself to speed up his progress and resist the threat from it.

After experiencing the baptism of heaven and earth kalpas, the body of the sacred flower that ate the holy flower was completely broken, and even its true body shrank extremely, hidden in Zhang Ruochen's spine and unable to move.

"The combat power of the Holy Flower in Food is still quite powerful and can play a significant auxiliary role."

After careful consideration, Zhang Ruochen finally decided to awaken the vitality of the Holy Flower.

So he stretched out a pair of white palms and hanged above Princess Mo Ran's corpse, releasing his mental power. With his fingers down, Princess Mo Ran's holy soul automatically separated.

Her holy soul was very much like a ball of light the size of a fist, emitting misty light, floating between Zhang Ruochen's hands. In a faint way, you can see a faint and beautiful shadow standing in the center of the ball of light, exactly like Princess Mo Ran.

"I don't know what wonderful things will happen if the Holy Spirit of Princess Mo Ran is integrated into the true body of the Holy Flower Eating? I guess the hostility of the Holy Flower Eating to me will become stronger."

Zhang Ruochen curled the corner of his mouth and smiled, not taking that threat to heart.

"Crash."

Zhang Ruochen sucked deeply, and Princess Mo Ran's holy soul turned into a stream of light and flew into his body.

He mobilized the holy energy to wrap the holy soul, transported it in his body, and drove the holy soul into the backbone, and worked with the true body of eating the holy flower.

Princess Mo Ran's holy soul is quite powerful, and she eats the body of the holy flower from afar.

However, the two have different sources and are rejected, so it is difficult to truly integrate into one.

"It seems that it's better to use some means."

Zhang Ruochen raised his arms, and wisps of purple lightning appeared in the palms of both hands, which were imprinted on his chest.

"Chichi."

The power of lightning spread throughout Zhang Ruochen's body, and more than 70% of them rushed into the backbone, stimulating the true body of the Holy Flower and the holy soul of Princess Demon Ran, making them accelerate their fusion.

As the two slowly merged, gradually, Zhang Ruochen's vest, black vines grew out, growing tender green leaves, releasing a faint holy aura.

The vines are getting longer and thicker, growing from the ground to above the clouds, emitting a breath of powerful force.

When Princess Mo Ran's holy soul and the true body of the Holy Flower of Food were completely merged, the Holy Flower of Food returned to its peak state again, and exuded an extremely majestic holy aura.

The vine shook gently, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth fluctuated violently, forming a circle of energy ripples spreading outward.

A voice that looked very much like Princess Mo Ran came from the Holy Flowers with a strong sense of hatred, "Zhang Ruochen, you actually dare to refine my holy soul into the Holy Flowers with Holy Flowers, then, this saint will swallow you first."

"Wow—"

On the vines as thick as the water tank, sharp barbs grew, attacking Zhang Ruochen like sharp swords.

Those barbs are condensed by the rules of the Holy Way, with a cold force.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged on the ground, humming softly in his mouth, and then his mind moved, and the holy energy in his body automatically transformed into red flames, rushing towards the position of his spine.

The true body of the Holy Flower is integrated with Zhang Ruochen's backbone.

Under the attack of flames, the Saint-Food Flower trembled and screamed.

"Chichi."

The flames surged out from Zhang Ruochen's back and burned upward along the vines, burning the leaves that had just grown from the Holy Flower to ashes.

"Master, Master, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, please put away the flames." The Holy Flower of Food begged.

The sound was still very similar to Princess Mo Ran, soft and glutinous. It suddenly felt a strange feeling in Zhang Ruochen's ears.

In fact, the fighting power of the saint-eating flowers entering the holy realm is also quite powerful.

Unfortunately, it has already recognized Zhang Ruochen as its main point. Zhang Ruochen can use a little trick to make it feel unbearable.

Unless the cultivation of the Saint Food Flower is far beyond Zhang Ruochen, it is possible to escape Zhang Ruochen's control.

It is naturally impossible for Zhang Ruochen to let such a thing happen. He will definitely control the strength of the Saint-Food Flower within a range he can control.

Zhang Ruochen slowly put away the flames, sent out a mental power to communicate with the Food Saint Flowers, and warned: "Whether you are Food Saint Flowers or Princess Mo Ran, it's better to be honest. Next time, I will definitely destroy you."

Today, the Holy Flowers are both partly their own consciousness and partly partly the consciousness of Princess Mo Ran, and the two are working together.

When they are fully engaged, they will not distinguish between each other.

The Saint-Food Flower has seen Zhang Ruochen's power and does not want to be punished again. She kept saying, "Don't worry, Master, even if I give me a hundred courage, I will not dare to have any other intentions."

The character of the Holy Flower in Food has indeed changed. In the past, its attitude was quite tough and would never please Zhang Ruochen so much.

Now, it seemed that it had accepted Zhang Ruochen as its master and was ready to help him with his work.

"Is it because of the integration of Princess Mo Ran's holy soul? Or is it because I cultivated my physical and mental power to the holy realm, which forced it to choose to surrender? Perhaps, both are there!"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and stopped thinking about it.

He dug out a blood-red holy source from Princess Mo Ran's corpse, handed it to the Holy Flower of Food, and said, "You have just entered the holy realm. First absorb this holy source and consolidate the realm."

The Saint-Food Flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body, stretched out its dense roots, and took root on Princess Mo Ran's body, wrapping the body and the Holy Source at the same time.

The sacred flower has just entered the holy realm and is still very unstable, so it requires a lot of nutrients to consolidate the realm.

Moreover, absorbing the holy source, blood, and holy energy of Princess Mo Ran can also make the true body of the Holy Flower eater more in line with the holy soul of Princess Mo Ran, and has endless benefits.

Zhang Ruochen dug out the Qinglong Emperor Seal from the underground, held it in the palm of his hand for research.

"There are actually 8,747 inscriptions that can be recorded, and it will definitely be ranked among the top 100 in the "Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact List". It is an amazing treasure." Zhang Ruochen exclaimed.

It is really not easy to create such a powerful Thousand-patterned Holy Artifact in a ruins world.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was not very interested in the Qinglong Emperor Seal, so it would be better to use the Chenyuan Ancient Sword to refine it to improve the level of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

Zhang Ruochen took out the ancient sword of Chenyuan and waved the sword to slash at the Qinglong Emperor Seal.

"boom!"

The Qinglong Emperor Seal emitted a dazzling blue light, showing a huge blue dragon phantom, flew out, avoiding the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

Zhang Ruochen exclaimed lightly.

The spirit of the Qinglong Emperor Seal is an ancient dragon soul with a high level of wisdom, so naturally it will not be slaughtered by the ancient sword in the abyss.

"Human, what are you going to do? Do you know that the Qinglong Dynasty consumed about half of the resources of the dynasty in order to refine the Qinglong Emperor Seal. You actually wanted to destroy me?" The weapon spirit of the Qinglong Emperor Seal spoke and talked to Zhang Ruochen.

"So what? I just need a sword in my hand to sweep everything in the world." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan sounded a sword, and took off a long stream of light and flew towards the Qinglong Emperor Seal.

The two thousand-patterned holy weapons actually started to fight automatically, causing a fierce collision, which looked like two saints fighting.

The material of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword is indeed far from the Qinglong Emperor Seal, but the grade is much worse, and it is impossible to suppress the Qinglong Emperor Seal.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen joined the battle, controlled the ancient sword of Shenyuan, suppressed the Qinglong Emperor Seal, and began to melt it bit by bit.

"After refining the Qinglong Emperor Seal, the number of inscriptions in the ancient sword of Chenyuan should be able to reach 5,000, right?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

"Human... do you know the value of a thousand-patterned holy weapon engraved with eight thousand inscriptions... You actually want to refine me..."

The spirit of the Qinglong Emperor Seal felt that he had met an idiot. If another saint had obtained it, he would have been ecstatic. How could he refine it?

The Qinglong Emperor Seal was trembling violently, and inside it, the low-pitched dragon roar continued to be heard.

The spirit of the Qinglong Emperor Seal is very unwilling to be refined by the ancient sword of the Chenyuan. Unfortunately, he lost his master's control and the power of the most powerful holy weapon is quite limited.

Amid the miserable dragon roar, this Qinglong Emperor Seal completely melted and turned into a green droplet, fusing with the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a white right hand, grabbed the hilt of the ancient sword of Chen Yuan, raised it up, closed his eyes to sense it.

There are a total of 5,132 inscriptions in the sword body, arranged in an extremely mysterious way, much like they were burned by a top weapon refiner himself.

Zhang Ruochen did not use his holy energy, but just swept his sword around casually.

"Wow—"

In front of the sword's edge, thousands of sword energy were automatically condensed and turned into a sword energy wall that was dozens of meters high, moving out into the distance, making a harsh howling sound.

"For every thousand inscriptions added, the power of the ancient Chenyuan sword will take a big step. Even if there are only more than five thousand inscriptions in the sword body, it seems that it is not weaker than the Qinglong Emperor Seal."

Zhang Ruochen was quite satisfied with the Chenyuan Ancient Sword. Its just that its sharpness was far better than other Thousand-Secret Holy Techniques, and it could even cut off other Thousand-Secret Holy Techniques.

The Holy Flower Eat completely absorbed the holy source, holy liquid and holy energy of Princess Mo Ran, and a small blue flower bud grew on the top of the vine.

"Is it going to spend the second time?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The spiritual power of the saint's flower came into Zhang Ruochen's mind and said, "Tell me, as long as I can absorb enough nutrients, within one year, the saint's flower will bloom completely and reach its peak state. By then, my cultivation will also go beyond the Tongtian realm, and be able to compete with the True Saint, and help the master do more things."

"If you want nutrients, it depends on whether you listen or not."

Zhang Ruochen simply replied, and then a spiritual power was transmitted, entering the world of the scroll, and communicating with the heavenly divine wood.

"I have become a sanctified body and can carry the universe at any time."

Not long after, the message from the Heavenly Divine Tree told Zhang Ruochen that it was about to begin refining the world spirit of the Qinglong Ruins Realm. In the next period of time, the world of the Picture Scroll will undergo earth-shaking changes.
Chapter completed!