When the blood mist invades the body, the creature with stronger vitality will be tortured for a longer time, and the pain of bone erosion will continue until his death.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely cold.

He was about to take action, but as soon as he moved his steps, dense blood streaks appeared under his feet, like thousands of tentacles pulling at his feet.

There are a total of 30,000 blood patterns, controlled by 30,000 holy monks.

There are semi-saints, saints and holy kings.

"Wow."

Zhang Ruochen's feet were lifted up a little more.

The number of activated blood patterns increased to 100,000, controlled by 100,000 holy monks.

The Great Sage's cultivation and combat prowess are indeed far superior to those of other Holy Realm monks.

However, too many ants can kill an elephant.

What's more, holy realm monks are much more powerful than ants, scorpions, wasps, centipedes... let alone 100,000, only 10,000, with sufficient preparation, can also kill the great saint.

The trap laid by Qi Die in Snow Stone Ancient City involved far more than 100,000 Holy Realm monks, but one million.

"Don't move around. The more you move, the more blood streaks you will cause." Qidie showed his yellow-brown teeth and smiled.

Zhang Ruochen saw that Qidi was the center of all this arrangement and said, "Did you break through the spiritual power seal?"

"You can actually see this, which means you're not that stupid."

Qidie released the holy form of mental power, and hundreds of blood rivers appeared behind him, converging into a bloody butterfly that was dozens of feet long.

The body of a butterfly is in the shape of a unicorn.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to see through that Jiannan Jie Tiannu is doing something for me, you can't do it without strong mental power. If you want to set up blood pattern formations and blood pattern traps, you can't do it without strong mental power as a backing."

It can't be arranged. It's not difficult to guess that you broke through the mental seal. I'm just curious, how did you do it?"

"My mental power has reached the sixty-sixth level, but it has been hidden all the time and only shows the strength of the sixtyth level. Your gods in the hell world are too stupid to notice this at all. Therefore, they arranged it on me.

I can easily break through the seal of spiritual power." A contemptuous smile appeared in Qidie's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply and said: "The menial work of sealing the Heavenly Slaves should be done by some demigods and pseudo-gods. Most of their mental powers are below level 70, so it is really possible for them to be deceived by you.

"

In the void, the Sword Prison Emperor lifted up the Holy King Heavenly Slave and said angrily: "Damn you, how dare you join those Heavenly slaves to deceive me. Believe it or not, I will suck your blood now."

?Wait until the Battle of Huntian is over, and then lead the army of undead vampires to drain the blood of all living creatures in Jiannan Realm."

"This matter should have nothing to do with him. It was Qi Die who had tampered with his memory. Sword Prison Emperor, don't waste time on him. Together with this princess, break the blood pattern formation first and rescue Zhang Ruochen."

Luo Ni threw out the seven-cornered palace and released dozens of Rakshasa girls in the realm of the great sage.

They quickly formed a formation, stood with Luo Yi as the center, released their spiritual power, and penetrated the Yin Shen Lotus.

"Wow——"

Luo Yi's hand pushed gently.

The Yin Shenlian flew out, like spreading beans to form an army, flying out an endless legion of death, and at the same time launched a fierce attack on the blood-striped formation light film.

Luo Ji has full confidence in Zhang Ruochen. It is impossible for a group of slaves under the great sage to defeat him.

However, Qi Die is a huge variable. His mental power is too strong and can pose a fatal threat to Zhang Ruochen.

Only by breaking through this layer of defensive light film can Zhang Ruochen advance and retreat calmly without being trapped and dead inside.

"This Rakshasa princess is so amazing."

The Sword Prison Emperor looked at the sky full of holy corpses, put away his contempt in his heart, picked up his sword, and joined the attacking camp.

"Bang bang."

Dense roaring sounds came from all directions in Xueshi Ancient City.

Qi Die raised his head and glanced, his face changed slightly, and said: "Take action and kill Zhang Ruochen as quickly as possible."

In the ancient city, there was a lot of blood on the ground.

Millions of blood streaks, like densely packed poisonous snakes, spread rapidly toward Zhang Ruochen in the center.

"You are about to die and you don't even know it yet."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and slapped the gourd with his palm.

The purple-gold gourd flew up, and the great saints of the immortal vampire race flew out from it, all erupting with frightening holy power, like divine soldiers descending from the sky, rushing in all directions.

There are more than six hundred great saints.

Among them are Da Sen Luo Huang, Yue Ting Hai, Great Sage Yixuan, Gu Chenzi, etc., who are powerful in the Great Perfection of Baiyong Realm.

In Snow Stone Ancient City, except for Qi Die, they are all monks under the Great Sage.

If the great sages of the undead vampire clan had not broken into the blood pattern light film, they would have been able to fight with their arrangement in the stone city.

However, Qi Die's cleverness was mistaken for him, and he wanted to trap and kill Zhang Ruochen, but unexpectedly, he brought the army of the Great Sage of the Immortal Vampire Clan into the city.

"It's great that there are so many Holy Realm Heavenly Slaves."

"It's all points, kill! Kill! Kill!"

"You are too naive to want to block this saint with just a few blood lines."

…

An army composed of more than 600 great saints would be a terrifying fighting force anywhere.

The Tiannu in Xueshi Ancient City were killed by them to the point where they were completely defeated.

This was a massacre and harvest. Qi Die and the Tiannus had indeed arranged various means, but what they faced was not a great sage, but an army composed of great sages.

Qidie's teeth trembled, his eyes revealed a fierce light, and a harsh sound wave came out of his mouth.

Where the sound wave spread, the great saints of the undead vampire race immediately held their heads in pain, fell from the air, rolled on the ground, and suffered heavy damage to their mental power and holy soul.

"Wow——"

Suddenly, a space barrier formed around the position where Qidie was standing, blocking all the radiating sound waves.

The sound waves surged back in the opposite direction, impacting Qidie himself.

"Space Force."

Qidie noticed this and immediately stopped the sound wave and mental power attacks, and his body escaped into the holy form of mental power, becoming one with it.

The Holy Spirit of the Blood Butterfly let out a long roar: "Zhang Ruochen, I want you to die without a burial place."

Zhang Ruochen had broken away from the blood streaks and appeared at the foot of the high platform not far from Qidie. He looked at the thirteen Sword South Realm Heavenly Slaves who had melted all their bones. Not only did their bones turn into pus, but even their flesh and blood were corroded.

They were all screaming and experiencing unbearable pain.

The Jiannan Realm's Realm Master said tremblingly: "Zhang...Zhang Ruochen, don't...don't forget...forget...your promise to us..."

"Although what you did is not very good, you finally let me find them. If the Undead Vampire Clan takes over the top ten clans, you will definitely have a share of the credit. You can go with peace of mind. I will stop you from dealing with the Jiannan Realm.

Got it!"

Hearing this, the thirteen slaves who were originally in great pain had a smile on their lips.

"Chi Chi!"

Zhang Ruochen waved his arm and fired out the Divine Fire of Purification, burning the thirteen of them into ashes.

Save, there is no way to save him.

Rather than continue to suffer pain and torture, it is better to give them a break.

As for the idea of ​​preserving their holy souls, Zhang Ruochen has never thought about it. Because the gods in the hell world want him to make swords.

If a knife is too soft and blunt and cannot even kill Tiannu, why should it be the knife of the gods?

If he wants to obtain more resources, wants to become stronger quickly, and wants to follow the path of a first-grade holy will, at this stage, he must make this sword.

Zhang Ruochen raised his face and looked at the blood-red butterfly in the air, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Whoosh!"
Chapter completed!