About half a day later, the ancient sword of Chen Yuan flew back and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

All the holy soldiers on the battlefield have been refined and absorbed by it. The number of inscriptions in the sword body has reached more than 13,000, and the grade of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword has been greatly improved.

"After reaching the level of the Ten Thousand-Past Holy Artifact, the speed of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword has indeed become slower." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

You should know that there are more than 1,000 holy weapon warriors on the battlefield, but it only adds more than 3,000 inscriptions to the Chenyuan Ancient Sword.

Obviously, after being promoted to the Holy Artifact of Ten Thousand Patterns, the inscriptions inside the sword body of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword have become more advanced. If you want to improve your grade, the number of holy artifacts you need will become more and more huge.

The roots, vines, and leaves of the Holy Flower are spread all over this world, and they are trying their best to absorb nutrients from the soil and the air. Every moment, their cultivation level is rapidly improving.

Half a day passed again.

The cultivation level of the Saint Food Flower has reached the peak of the True Saint.

Its nutrient absorption rate gradually becomes slower, and the fruits on the top of the vine seem to have grown to the limit and no longer grows.

On this day, Zhang Ruochen was naturally practicing and refining nearly 500 drops of Condensed True Holy Dew, one step closer to the realm of True Holy.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inside of the time and space crystal, came under the vine of the Holy Food Flower, and said, "Let's go! Go to the wormhole."

"Master, give me a few more days to absorb all the nutrients here, and it may not necessarily impact the most holy realm." The voice of the Holy Flower Food came from the vines.

Zhang Ruochen knew that time was very tight and said, "I came to the ancestor spirit world to fight and kill. How could I have so much time to practice? Now, we must go down the wormhole and go to the Giant Whale River Basin immediately."

The battle of merit was three months, and more than twenty days have passed, and every remaining day seems to be extremely precious.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Golden Step Dragon Chariot and climbed up, mobilized the holy energy to stimulate the soul shadows of nine golden dragons, and then rushed towards the wormhole.

Sitting in the dragon chariot, Zhang Ruochen took out the vase and took a sip of the Condensed Holy Dew.

Next, when you are on the road, you must refine the true holy dew when you are on the road, and when you are fighting, you must also refine the true holy path. Only in this way can you reach the true holy realm faster.

The Holy Flower of Food was very unwilling to give up, but it followed. The roots that were dozens of miles long stretched out from the soil and quickly extended forward, like hundreds of legs and feet running.

Many forces in the Heavenly Court were paying attention to Zhang Ruochen's every move. They were surprised to see him rushing towards the wormhole alone.

"Look, Zhang Ruochen actually headed straight to the wormhole. Could it be that he wanted to challenge the Rakshasa army alone?"

"Although the Rakshasa Marquis below have been withdrawn. However, there are six or seven hundred Rakshasa Marquis stationed near the wormhole, and they are definitely not alone who can break through."

"I guess he was in a hurry to rush to the Giant Whale River Basin to exchange for merit values, so he had to fight to the death."

...

The day before, Zhang Ruochen fought against more than 100 Rakshasa Marquis alone, killing them almost wiped out. It was indeed quite powerful.

However, it is another matter to attack the wormhole, so no one is optimistic about this battle. They all think that the best result is that Zhang Ruochen returns in vain and successfully escapes.

The greater possibility is that there is no chance of escape.

When he arrived at the field five hundred miles away from the wormhole, Zhang Ruochen looked forward and saw that the entire world was filled with chaotic holy power, and the earth was ruined.

Yesterday, the saints in the Knife Prison Realm and the army of the Rakshasa tribe broke out here, and many incomplete corpses are still scattered on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he let the Jinbu Dragon Chariot stop, and then exuded his mental power to investigate.

"The saints in the sword prison world actually broke through the eleven layers of defensive formations in a row, and they helped me clear a lot of trouble."

The Rakshasa tribe has arranged many formation inscriptions in this world, making this place look like it has become a copper wall. No wonder the saints in the sword prison world were killed and almost wiped out.

There are a large number of incomplete formation inscriptions underground, and further away, complete inscriptions are burned to block Zhang Ruochen's mental power.

"How many defensive formations are there? How many attack formations are there?"

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of the human-sea tactics of the Rakshasa clan, but the attack formation and the Jiujiu Guiyi formation could still pose a huge threat to him.

The Rakshasa tribe stationed near the wormhole naturally discovered Zhang Ruochen, and figures with powerful aura appeared behind the defensive formation.

Yesterday, the third-class marquis with silver-haired lion face who escaped from Zhang Ruochen walked out of the inside of the defensive formation, and his burly body stood on the top of a small hill, and roared: "Human, did you come to the door to die on your own initiative?"

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow and pointed it at the Silver-Haired Man Lion.

The silver-haired man lion knew the power of the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow, and cursed "Damn it", and then quickly fled back to the inside of the defensive formation.

"Bang!"

The White Sun Arrow almost chased behind the buttocks of the silver-haired lion and hit the void. Then, a layer of defensive formation appeared, as if it were a translucent light wall, with chains floating on the light wall.

With a roar, the chains on the light wall vibrated violently, forming a vortex that blocked the Sunrise Arrow.

"Escape quite quickly."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hand and took back the Sun Arrow.

With this arrow, Zhang Ruochen not only wanted to shoot the silver-haired lion, but also wanted to try the strength of the defensive formation.

Inside the defensive formation, it was the first time that the marquis of the Rakshasa clan saw the silver-haired man and lion so embarrassed and scared that they couldn't help laughing.

The silver-haired lion felt very embarrassed. A pair of silver pupils showed a trace of flames and roared: "Kill him."

In the air fifty feet high above the ground, inscriptions appeared one by one, condensed into an attack array in the air.

Influenced by the attack formation, the next moment, the entire sky burned and turned red. In the center of the attack formation, a figure as high as three hundred feet tall condensed, with wings on its back, like a Rakshasa demon god.

"Wow—"

The Rakshasa demon god spit out a red and golden fireball and bombarded him in the direction where Zhang Ruochen was.

The high temperature contained in the fireball made the Holy Flower unable to bear it. Its leaves burned and had to quickly shrink its body and try to avoid being attacked by the formation.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, the holy energy in his body circulated rapidly, and he grabbed the void with both hands.

“Space twist.”

The fireball that fell straight down immediately shifted its direction and fell several miles away.

"Boom."

The earth shook violently, and then a layer of golden fire waves surged out in all directions, extending to five hundred miles away.

The whole world seemed to have become a sea of ​​fire.

"Diet?"

All the Marquis of Rakshasa were staring at the sea of ​​fire. Suddenly, nine golden dragons pulled a holy car and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, rushing towards the defensive formation at a hundred times the speed of sound.

The silver-haired lion gritted his teeth and said, "Looking for death, how can the defensive formation be broken by your one-hit force? Continue to use the attack formation and kill this person no matter what."

The Rakshasa demon god standing in the center of the attack formation opened his eyes, flew out two pillars of flame light, and hit the Golden Step Dragon Chariot.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the top of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, mobilizing the power of space with all his might, and stroked his fingers forward, silently saying, "Break it open for me."

"Crash."

A huge hole was torn into the space, more than 300 meters long and more than 50 meters wide, flying forward and breaking the defensive formation.

Immediately afterwards, the golden dragon chariot rushed in.

Immediately, a large number of screams sounded, and the Rakshasa marquis were knocked backwards, and they could not stop the dragon chariot. Some of the Rakshasa marquis were crushed into blood mud and corpses and killed directly.

The roots of the Holy Flowers are wrapped around the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, and the vines fly out.

"Puff."

The vine was sharper than a spear, penetrated the holy body of a fifth-class marquis, and then rushed towards another Rakshasa Marquis.

The Saint-Food Flower specifically selects powerful people like the sixth-class marquis, the fifth-class marquis, and the fourth-class marquis. Every time one is killed, the holy corpse will be dragged back and used the roots to suck the holy blood and holy power in the holy corpse.

Zhang Ruochen and the Saint-Food Flower joined forces to kill the Marquis of Rakshasa. In an instant, dozens of Marquis died.

"Only our Rakshasa tribe has devoured other creatures, and no other creature can suck us."

The silver-haired lion roared and took out an iron whip of the level of the sacred artifact, stimulated the full power of the iron whip, and slashed towards the Sacred Flower.

The Saint-Food Flower obviously also noticed the danger. Its own power was completely exploded, and countless lightning wires surged out, wrapping up the vines and leaves, and also sprinted towards the silver-haired lion.

"Boom."

The vines and the iron whip collided, and a chaotic holy force surged out in all directions.

Soon, the Holy Flowers and the Iron Whip were entangled, facing each other, and fighting hard to part with each other.

The Holy Flower of Food lives in Zhang Ruochen's body, and the two are closely related. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen can clearly feel that the situation of the Holy Flower of Food is very bad. The perfect power burst out from the iron whip has injured it, and the injury is still intensifying.

Zhang Ruochen jumped, jumped up from the golden step dragon chariot, and when he flew in the air, he summoned the ancient sword of Chenyuan, grabbed it in his hand, and slashed at the silver-haired human lion with one sword.

The powerful sword energy turned into a sword light waterfall more than 1,000 meters long, drooping downwards.

The face of the silver-haired lion changed, and he quickly withdrew the iron whip, his wrist shaking quickly. Then, the iron whip became thicker and thicker, like a circling steel dragon, trying to block Zhang Ruochen's attack.

"Boom."

The power of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword burst out was so terrifying that it directly cut off the iron whip of the ten thousand-patterned holy weapon level, and split the silver-haired human lion's holy body in half with one sword, and flew out in both directions.

The crimson blood splattered all over Zhang Ruochen.

With Zhang Ruochen's current combat power and the invincible ancient sword of the Chenyuan, the average saint could not stop the sword he was doing with all his strength.
Chapter completed!