There is a world light wall about a thousand miles away from the ground. When passing through this, a sound of Zhang Ruochen's chest sounded.

"Bang."

An invisible force tear apart the sage that Yan Liren gave to Zhang Ruochen.

"As a matter of fact, you cannot carry a war treasure similar to the holy match and enter the battlefield of merit."

Zhang Ruochen didn't feel too sorry. After all, the Zhang Shengxiangfu had already been in pieces and could be used once or twice at most.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was observing Mu Lingxi's direction.

The distance between him and Mu Lingxi was growing, and it had been more than 100,000 miles. Even if he used his mental power, he could not find her position.

I can only roughly judge that Mu Lingxi is in his southeast direction, and both of them fall into the southern world of the ancestral spirit world.

The saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo were attacked from the ground as soon as they passed through the light wall of the world.

"Thorn."

A purple lightning as thick as a bucket flew out of a towering mountain, rushed into the sky, hitting a saint, and smashing it into pieces.

A Rakshasa man, who was nearly three meters tall, threw a golden spear, carrying an evil force, flew to an altitude of 800 miles and penetrated the body of a saint.

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Before entering the battlefield of merit, bloody battles broke out, and many saints were caught off guard and died of misfortune.

Zhang Ruochen was also attacked. A monk from the Rakshasa clan threw out a stone mountain more than 100 meters high and smashed it towards him.

Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes, and two light shuttles shot out from his pupils, hitting the stone mountain.

"Boom."

The stone mountain exploded and turned into pieces of gravel and fell to the earth.

"So amazing. You can break through the stone mountain by using the light of your eyes."

There were twelve monks of the Rakshasa clan on the ground. They found that Zhang Ruochen was a ruthless character and they could not handle it, so they immediately wanted to escape.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground and smashed a huge pit that was dozens of feet straight.

That huge pit happened to block the twelve Rakshasa monks.

"One saint, eleven half-saints, is pretty good." Zhang Ruochen glanced at them and nodded gently.

The twelve Rakshasa monks were all male, and they were all extremely ugly just like those recorded in the book.

The Rakshasa who reached the saint's realm had a pair of bone wings on his back, his eyes were bigger than Xiaohei, but his nose was very collapsed, just like a gorilla's nose, revealing a jagged big teeth, and shouted: "Kill him."

The eleven semi-saints took action at the same time, grabbed heavy warriors one by one, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

The Rakshasa at the saint's realm unfolded a pair of bone wings and flew quickly to the rear, trying to escape.

"call--"

Zhang Ruochen breathed a breath from his mouth and turned into a storm. Hundreds of wind blades flew out with the storm. In an instant, the eleven semi-saints of the Rakshasa clan were torn into pieces.

"A saint in the middle realm also wants to escape from under my nose."

Zhang Ruochen's thoughts moved, and then the ancient sword of Chenyuan flew out.

"Master, I'll do it."

The sound of eating the holy flowers sounded in Zhang Ruochen's body.

A vine rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's back and slashed at the saint of the Rakshasa clan. With just one blow, his body was broken into two halves, and the holy soul was beaten to pieces.

Then, the Saint Food Flower rolled up the body of the Rakshasa saint, dragged it back, and threw it heavily in front of Zhang Ruochen with a bang.

Zhang Ruochen took out a treasure vase, collected a drop of blood from the twelve corpses, and put it into the treasure vase.

"The merit value of the semi-saint is from ten to one thousand points."

"The merit value of the saint is from 1,000 to 100,000 points."

"In other words, the weakest saint in the lower realm is one thousand merit points. The most powerful saint is one hundred thousand merit points. It is estimated that if the saint who can compete with the half-step saint king, there will be one hundred thousand merit points. The average saint is probably only tens of thousands merit points."

"You still have to kill Rakshasa with a high level of power to collect merit values ​​faster."

Zhang Ruochen observed the surrounding environment and found that this was a primitive old forest, with a human tribe nearby.

The sacred flower eats twelve Rakshasa monks as nutrients and is sucking.

Zhang Ruochen walked into that tribe and saw that all humans were killed, to be precise, they were eaten, and the ground was full of white human bones.

On the altar of the tribe, there were a large cauldron, and more than a dozen women and children were boiled inside. The meat was boiled to pieces and the aroma of the meat was wafted out.

The scenes in front of him made Zhang Ruochen's scalp numb and he roared: "Get out all of them."

A sound wave rushed to all directions, shaking the stones cracked and the plants turned into ashes.

All the Rakshasa hidden underground were shocked to fly out.

There are more than 30 Rakshasa monks in total, some of whom are in the semi-saint realm, and some are in the fish and dragon realm. Some of them are women from the Rakshasa clan. As expected, they are all beautiful, petite, white in shape, and particularly charming eyes.

One of the most beautiful Rakshasa women reached the realm of a ninth-level half-saint, used illusions and walked towards Zhang Ruochen. The clothes on their bodies automatically slid down to the ground, revealing their sexy and hot and seductive figure.

"A such a low-level illusion dares to show off in front of me."

Zhang Ruochen punched out, smashing the head of the Rakshasa woman to burst.

Then, Zhang Ruochen inserted the ancient sword of Chenyuan into the ground, and the dense sword energy automatically flew out of the sword body and penetrated the bodies of the Rakshasa monks.

After a moment, only dead bodies were left on the ground.

After collecting their blood, Zhang Ruochen handed over the body to the Holy Flower of Food and let it suck it.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the shocking scenes in front of him, and his emotions in his heart were difficult to calm down, which mobilized the power of the five elements chaotic bodies and mobilized the power of the earth.

"Rumbling."

Suddenly, a large amount of mud and stones surged out from the ground, burying the entire tribe.

Zhang Ruochen spent some time to refine all the war soldiers of the Rakshasa monks into the ancient sword of the Chenyuan. As soon as he stood up, he found that light spots were flying over from the horizon.

"Wow—"

Five consecutive light talismans flew into Zhang Ruochen's hands, from Mu Lingxi, Wu Hao, Su Qingling, Bu Ji, and Han Qiu.

They were all asking Zhang Ruochen about his location and wanting to meet him.

"First help Lingxi find the Phoenix Nest and seize the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix." Zhang Ruochen made this decision.

Except for Mu Lingxi's transmission light talisman, Zhang Ruochen crushed all the other transmission light talismans, turned into jade powder, and sprinkled on the ground.

Mu Lingxi told Zhang Ruochen that she is now in the Giant Whale River Basin in the South World.

Zhang Ruochen first roughly estimated his location, then took out the map, and soon found the location of the Giant Whale River Basin on the map.

"It's so far apart for 4.3 million miles."

Zhang Ruochen took out a light talisman and burned a text: "Stay in the Giant Whale River Basin, find a safe area to hide, and wait for me."

Then, Zhang Ruochen injected a ray of Mu Lingxi's holy path into the light talisman, and then knocked out the light talisman.

"Eat the Holy Flower." Zhang Ruochen shouted.

The Holy Flower of the Food turned into a green vine that was more than ten feet long and appeared beside Zhang Ruochen. On the top of the vine, the flowers were completely blooming and looked particularly magnificent. There was a beautiful and charming figure standing in the center of the flower, and said softly: "Master, what are you asking?"

Zhang Ruochen threw the storage bag over and said, "Inside the bag, there is a map of the ancestor spirit world and two treasure bottles. Follow the map and take me to the Giant Whale River Basin."

"On the road, the murdered Rakshasa monks collected a drop of their blood or a wisp of residual soul and put it into the vase."

"The war soldiers and treasures on the Rakshasa monks were put into the storage bag. Do you understand?"

"Master, where are you?" asked Shi Shenghua.

"I will do my best to refine the true holy dew and impact the true holy realm."

After giving the order, Zhang Ruochen entered the inner space of the time and space crystal and began to practice.

With the current cultivation level of the Saint Food Flower, even if you encounter an ordinary true saint, you will have the power to fight. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen is still quite relieved about it.

If you really encounter an opponent that cannot be solved, Zhang Ruochen will naturally take action himself.

Just when the merit battle of the saints begins, on other battlefields, the merit battle of the saints, the merit battle of the great saints, and the merit battle of the god-level merit battle are also launched.

Of course, the most concerned thing in the entire Heavenly Court world is the battle of merits of the saints. After all, everyone knows their strength quite well and has their detailed information.

Only the merit battle of saints was only the saints. Few people paid attention to it before. It may not necessarily lead to some extraordinary prides of heaven, with the strength of a young saint or even a young god.

Especially the Western universe ranks eighth to last, ninth to last, tenth to last... These big worlds are most concerned about the "Seven Realms Merit War" because they have a great sense of crisis.

If they cannot continue to climb upward in the Western universe, they will also participate in such a cruel battle of merit in the future, which will determine the life and death of the mother world.

The eighth-last-lasting world in the Western universe is called Yushanjie.

All major forces in the Yushan Realm are looking at the battlefield mirror of the saint's merit battle.

A holy shadow, more than 2,000 feet tall, appeared on the earth and said: "Everyone focuses on the saint-level geniuses in Kunlun Realm and Guanghan Realm, and write their names into the booklet. These two realms are most likely to be selected as new battlefields. At that time, our Yushan Realm can secretly contact those geniuses, let them join the Yushan Realm and strengthen the strength of the Yushan Realm."

"Adding to the Yushan Realm is better than staying in a world that will surely be destroyed, and they will definitely not refuse."

In the Yuanze Insect Realm, which ranks ninth from the bottom and the tenth from the bottom, there are also great saint-level figures appearing and giving the same orders to all major forces.

In the Heavenly Court Realm, the lower the ranking of the "Medical List of All Realms", the stronger the sense of crisis, and the more you want to absorb geniuses from other big worlds.

After the ancestral spirit world was chosen as the battlefield, many saints, holy kings, and even great saints defected to other great worlds.

Of course, except for the particularly outstanding geniuses, the other monks who defect to other big worlds have very low status and will suffer a lot of eyebrows. When they go there, they will be looked down upon. The only benefit is that they can save their lives.

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