Half an hour later, the Food Saint Flower killed all the saints from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, returned to Zhang Ruochen's side, and threw dozens of storage bags on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen poured out dozens of items in the storage bags and piled them up on the ground into a hill.

There are seven or eight hundred jade bottles containing blood and residual souls.

Seeing those jade bottles, Qing Mo was a little surprised, with his starry eyes wide open, and said, "They actually killed so many saints. Shouldn't we deal with the Rakshasa clan together?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Who told you that you came to the battlefield of merit to deal with the Rakshasa clan?"

“Isn’t it?”

Qing Mo widened his eyes and felt quite confused. Did he hear the wrong order before entering the ancestral spirit world?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I came to the battlefield of merit to seize more merit values."

Qing Mo was even more puzzled and said, "Isn't it just to kill the monks of the Rakshasa clan if he seizes the merit value?"

"How can the speed at which the monks of the Rakshasa clan obtain merit value be faster than killing other participants?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't know how to describe his mood. After all, Qing Mo had followed him for a while and was still so naive. With her scheming, it was really not easy for her to live on the battlefield of merit for nearly a month.

Qingmo fell into silence, holding her cheeks with both hands, as if thinking.

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to continue explaining to her and began to count the gains of this battle.

There were 1,070,000 drops of blood, of which 840 drops of the Marquis of Rakshasa.

There are 2.4 million strands of residual souls, of which 1,350 strands of residual souls of the Marquis of Rakshasa.

With the treasure vase that Zhang Ruochen obtained before, now he has three thousand drops of blood from the Marquis of Rakshasa and two thousand five hundred strands of residual souls of the Marquis of Rakshasa. There are countless Rakshasa blood and residual souls below the Marquis.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen collected more than two thousand drops of Condensing True Holy Dew, as well as a large number of healing pills, holy tools, and talismans.

Zhang Ruochen handed over all the holy weapons, including the two sacred artifacts left by Yan Jue and the fish-me-sacred saint, to the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, allowing it to refine and absorb and improve its own grade.

On the other end, all the roots of the Holy Flowers extended out, rooted in the bodies of the saints of the Knife Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, absorbing their holy power and holy blood, and impacting the holy realm.

Its vines, leaves and fruits all emit green holy light, as if they turned into an emerald divine vine.

As long as you eat saint flowers and reach the level of saints, you will immediately become the top-level strongman under the saint king and become a great help to Zhang Ruochen.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen decided to give it a day and a night to make it impact the realm.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged under the Holy Flower, took out a bottle of Condensed Holy Dew, swallowed it into his mouth, used the technique to refine and absorb it, and continued to condense the rules of the Holy Dao, and consolidate the realm that he had just broken through.

The rule of the holy path achieves "elimination of the virtual and transformation into the truth", which is only the first step.

We must continue to condense the rules of the holy path. Only by condensing the rules of the holy path to the level of "the ultimate truth" can we reach the extreme of the holy realm.

That realm is the realm of the most holy one.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen is still quite far away from the Supreme Saint realm.

According to Zhang Ruochen's estimate, even if you want to practice to the middle stage of the True Saint, you need to refine at least five thousand drops of the Condensing True Saint Dew. If you want to practice to the late stage of the True Saint, the required Condensing True Saint Dew is even multiplied.

Qing Mo, who was squatting there motionless, seemed to have figured out what Zhang Ruochen said before, suddenly stood up and exclaimed: "I understand!"

Zhang Ruochen was shocked by her so that the holy energy in his body was in chaos. He immediately stopped condensing the rules of the holy Tao and said, "What are you doing when you are shocked?"

Qing Mo was very happy and said, "I understand! Just like you, killing dozens of saints in the Knife Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm will immediately get a large amount of blood and residual souls, which is equivalent to getting a large amount of merit. Yes, collecting merit values ​​like this is indeed many times faster than killing the Rakshasa monks alone."

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, suppressed the power of running around in his body, calmed himself down, and said, "How have you thought about such a simple truth?"

"This is the fastest way to seize merit value, right?" Qing Mo asked.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "No."

Qing Mo was slightly stunned and said, "Is there a faster way than this?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Snatching other participants can indeed quickly collect the blood and residual souls of the Rakshasa monks. However, a person's power is limited after all, and the fragments of the four worlds in the Ancestral Dragon Realm are very wide. All the saints are scattered very wide. How many people can you grab?"

Qing Mo's finger gently pulled the ends of his hair, thought hard, and asked, "What does it mean?"

Zhang Ruochen felt a headache. If it were the talented woman in the Holy Book, she would probably have understood the meaning of his words, but Qing Mo was standing in front of him.

Why is the difference between the same Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl?

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the Ancestral Spirit Realm, who can kill the most participants in the war?"

Qing Mo said without thinking, "You."

Zhang Ruochen glared at her and said, "Which force am I talking about?"

"The Knife Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm?" Qing Mo said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "It's not them, it's the Rakshasa clan."

Qing Mo nodded and said, "That's right, there are indeed a large number of saints in the seven realms of Shatuo who died at the hands of the Rakshasa clan."

Zhang Ruochen said: "If the monks of the Rakshasa clan kill them, they will naturally get the jade bottles on them. For us, those jade bottles are extremely precious. Every drop of blood and every strand of residual soul represents a large amount of merit. However, for the Rakshasa clan, those things have no value."

Qing Mo felt that Zhang Ruochen’s words were very reasonable, but there were some people who couldn’t understand them.

The saints of the Seven Realms of Shatu killed the Rakshasa monks and seized blood and residual souls. The saints of the Seven Realms of Shatua monks and seized the blood and residual souls from their bodies again.

Qing Mo felt a mess in his head and said, "What does it mean?"

Zhang Ruochen said thoughtfully: "Whoever can obtain the blood and residual souls that the Rakshasa clan masters is the first in the saint's merit war."

"I don't care who is the first in the saint's merit war. You should return the blood and residual soul I collected to me first. That's something that concerns the life and death of the entire Kunlun Realm."

Qingmo walked over with courage and shook Zhang Ruochen's arm.

Zhang Ruochen also felt that it was almost impossible to seize the blood and residual souls in the hands of the Rakshasa clan, so he shook his head gently.

There should be other solutions.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen had no reaction at all, Qing Mo continued to beg and said, "Please, give it back to me!"

Zhang Ruochen retracted his mind, took out Qingmo's space ring, pinched it between his fingers, and said without hesitation: "Just just the little blood and residual soul you collected, is it related to the life and death of Kunlun Realm?"

Qing Mo's eyes turned and said, "You have robbed so much blood and residual souls, why don't you give me some?"

"I think it's pretty."

Zhang Ruochen glanced at her, then took a piece of frozen dragon meat, a fire phoenix wing, and a piece of shark fin from the space ring, and put it on the ground, saying, "Your cooking skills are not very good? Take out the best skills of your descendant of the God of Food and make a delicious meal for this prince. If this prince is happy, he may not necessarily give you some blood and residual souls."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Qingmo's eyes lit up, then rolled up her sleeves, revealing her two snow-white arms, ready to have a big fight.

Compared to the monks who hunted the Rakshasa clan, it is obvious that Qingmo is more keen on cooking food. In her space ring, it contains all kinds of top ingredients, ingredients, and tableware, which are completely different from the things other monks prepare on the merit battlefield.

Zhang Ruochen took out a bronze table from the space ring, put it on the banks of the Giant Whale River full of floating corpses and white bones, took out a pot of Longyan wine, and poured it into a luminous cup.

Zhang Ruochen picked up the luminous cup and took a sip against the bloody river breeze.

Longyan wine is quite strong, like magma entering his throat, as if it was about to melt all his internal organs.

Not far away, the green ink began to cook, and soon a strong fragrance emanated. The fragrance kept floating into the distance, suppressing the bloody smell between heaven and earth.

It was clearly on a battlefield full of dangers and was surrounded by a Shura hell scene, but Zhang Ruochen was drinking comfortably, waiting for the delicious food.

Even Zhang Ruochen himself felt that all this was too incredible, making people wonder whether it was in reality or in dreams.

After drinking three cups in a row, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became a little confused. Finally, he asked what he wanted to ask, and said, "Why didn't Huang Yanchen come to the battlefield of merit?"

Before entering the holy road, Zhang Ruochen observed the army of saints in Kunlun Realm and did not find Huang Yanchen's figure.

Qing Mo hesitated for a moment and said, "She is missing!"

"How is it possible to be missing?"

A glimmer appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he didn't believe Qing Mo's words.

"It's really missing. No one knows where she went, it's like the world has evaporated." Qing Mo said very seriously.

Zhang Ruochen said: "As one of the Kunlun Realm, how could she suddenly disappear? Besides, even if she really disappears, as you are, you must know where she went."

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little wrong, Qing Mo was afraid that Zhang Ruochen would hit her, and his head was shaking like a rattle, and said, "I really don't know. I asked Sister Danqing, but she didn't know either. Princess Yanchen just disappeared without a trace. What can I do?"

Zhang Ruochen took back the cold air that was evacuated. It was certain that Qing Mo did not lie, and Huang Yanchen seemed to have really disappeared.

how so?

After a while, Qing Mo held a foot-long crystal plate in both hands and walked towards Zhang Ruochen carefully. His fingers were trembling and he placed the crystal plate on the table.

On the plate, there was a piece of golden dragon meat, emitting white smoke, emitting an extremely strong fragrance. Just after a sip of the fragrance, people wanted to swallow it in one bite.

Then, Qingmo brought up dishes after dishes, all of which were delicious in the world.

Zhang Ruochen was still pondering, as if his soul had gone out, his eyes were a little hollow, as if he had no interest in the delicious food in front of him.

At this moment, in the night, an extremely pleasant woman's voice sounded: "It smells so fragrant, let me smell it. There are dragon meat, shark fins, and fire phoenix meat... It's so good, all of which I like to eat."

"Dada."

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer.

Then, a tall beauty in a light green sacred garment walked out of the night with her hands on her back.

The fire light emitted from the fire not far away shone on her body. You can see that she was wearing a silver-white divine crystal crown on her head, and she had an extremely noble temperament on her body.

Behind her was a blue bird with nine heads, its nine pairs of eyes staring straight at the dishes on the table, and crystal drools flowed out of the nine beaks at the same time.
Chapter completed!