Dozens of great saints who have the Great Perfection of Hundred Shackles Realm have far better cultivation than other cultivators, so they are the fastest, rushed to the front and compete fiercely with each other.

"We the Yan Luo tribe want that emperor-grade holy spirit pill. Whoever wants to compete for it, think about your own weight first." Yan Huangtu rushed to the front, and thunderously sounded in his mouth, resounding throughout the world.

Next to him, four great saints of the Yama clan who were in great perfection in the Hundred Shackle Realm were flying, each with a strong aura.

In order to conquer the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, the Yama clan was obviously fully prepared. With the strength of the five Great Perfect Saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm, they were enough to sweep away all those who were dissatisfied.

The other great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm of the Yama clan did not walk with them, but instead seized the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill and the king-grade holy intention pill.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

...

The speed of Vacant Infant, Wujiang and Luo Shengtian was extremely fast, and each rushed towards a quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill, the same as Zhang Ruochen's initial guess.

The high priest of Fulu black robe smiled and said, "The Yama clan is worthy of being the highest clan. If you throw a word out, even a proud and arrogant person like Vacant Infant will withdraw from the competition. It seems that the emperor-grade holy intention pill will be the item in Yan Wushen's bag."

Dan Shi said: "Village Infant, Yan Huangtu, Wujiang, and Luo Shengtian are all geniuses. Unfortunately, the most profound ways of studying have cultivated the holy will. Even if you seize that Emperor-grade holy will pill, it will not be of much significance."

"As for other cultivators, it is impossible to subdue the elixir of the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill. Even if they succeed in submission, they cannot condense the powerful elixir with just the pills."

The high priest of Fulu black robe nodded and said, "That emperor-grade holy intention pill can only arouse some expectations if it falls into the hands of Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen. Now it seems that this challenge should fall into Yan Wushen."

Dan Shi understood that the so-called "expectation" and "challenge" refer to the three-level holy intention that condenses a single path and does things that predecessors cannot do.

Only Yan Wushen and Zhang Ruochen, plus the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, can there be a hint of possibility.

Even if other monks obtain the Emperor's Holy Idea Pill, it will be useless.

Dan Shi said: "The gods should have the same expectations. However, the possibility of a single condensation of the third-grade holy intention is too slim. I think what the gods are more looking forward to is whether there are monks who can merge the second-grade holy intention with the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention. It has been many years since the hell world, and no new second-grade holy intention is born."

The high priest of Fulu Black Robe said: "The ten quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pills refined by the Taishang are rare. Only 300,000 years ago, a Taishang of the Heavenly Palace has refined several of them. With its auxiliary, Viagra, Yan Huangtu, Luo Shengtian, and Wujiang, perhaps one or two of them can successfully integrate the second-grade holy intention."

The Dan Shi's eyes turned to the direction of the Dan Qi River and said, "I think Zhang Ruochen has a greater chance of integrating the second-grade holy will. However... he has to seize it first, a quasi-emperor-grade holy will pill."

"For him, it will be a huge challenge. The competition for ten quasi-emperor-grade holy spirit pills is the most intense and cruel. Many great saints with the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm have joined forces." said the high priest of Fulu Black Robe.

The appearance of the Holy Idea Pill has lifted the appetites of the gods in the Hell Realm and developed a strong interest in the outcome of the fight.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Dozens of Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm of Great Sages turned into light shuttles, and soon caught up with 100,000 top-level holy spirit pills. However, they did not stop or collect, but continued to rush forward with all their might.

Although the top-level holy spirit pill is priced, each one can be sold at a price of more than one divine stone.

But it has no help to them.

It is not worth the loss to collect the top-level holy intention pills and lose the opportunity to seize the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pills.

"Crash."

Zhang Ruochen used the space to move greatly. Every time he disappeared, he appeared hundreds of miles away next time. After a moment, he surpassed Yan Huangtu, Qingying and others and rushed to the front.

Vacant Infant smiled coldly: "What's the point of rushing so fast, you are a great saint of the Immortal Realm? Collecting more heavenly holy spirit pills and selling divine stones is the right way."

The elixir of the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill has a combat power comparable to that of the great saint in the early stage of Qianwen Realm.

It is precisely because of this that although Zhang Ruochen was very fast, those great saints who were in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm did not regard him as a threat.

Can the great saint of the Immortal Realm still receive the holy pill of the Thousand Questions Realm by his own strength?

Yan Wushen also joined Zhang Ruochen.

Yan Wushen also used the space shift, and his speed was not weak at all. Zhang Ruochen laughed and said, "Zhang Ruochen, if you want to collect a quasi-emperor-grade holy spirit pill, you should bring Xia Yu with you. As long as you can achieve your goal, it is not embarrassing to borrow external forces."

"What if I want to seize that Emperor-grade Holy Spirit Pill?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Wushen's eyes shrank deeply, and he couldn't guess the truth or lies that Zhang Ruochen said.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen waved out his sleeve, and a large piece of time marks formed by the tidal light spots flew towards Yan Wushen.

"Thorn."

Yan Wushen stretched out a golden finger and drew a crack of more than ten miles long in space, put all the light spots of the time mark into it, and dissolved it invisibly.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and caught up with ten quasi-emperor-grade holy pills.

Seeing that he still had no intention of stopping, Yan Wushen said to himself: "What is the idea of ​​this guy Zhang Ruochen? Does he really have the strength to collect quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pills, or even imperial holy intention pills? Unless..."

Yan Wushen could only think of one possibility, the supreme holy weapon of the Immortal Blood Clan was in the hands of Zhang Ruochen.

Of course, this is almost impossible.

No one knows Zhang Ruochen's strength better than Yan Wushen. In his opinion, before Zhang Ruochen broke the first shackle, there was still a big gap with the sword Prison Emperor, Feng Hou and others of the Immortal Blood Clan.

How could the gods of the Immortal Blood Clan give him the Supreme Holy Artifact?

Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen is in charge of the Supreme Holy Artifact, he will never be able to defeat the Dan Spirit at the peak of Qianwen Realm. If he really fights head-on, he will probably be killed instantly, and he will be completely killed.

Zhang Ruochen found the first target.

It is a quasi-emperor-grade holy meaning pill, and the form of the elixir is "Yin and Yang Mast". Two flowers bloom, one yin and one yang, just like the sun and the moon on the same day, very beautiful.

"It should be very suitable to help me integrate the holiness of Yin and Yang and Five Elements."

This thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind, and suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura approached. The scorching wave of air seemed to be about to melt his immortal body.

It was a flower of Yin and Yang Mast, pressing down from above towards him.

Flowers, like the sun of God, are very similar to the heat emitted by the star sword in Pluto's hands, and can merge all things and destroy the immortal holy body.

The flames gushing out of the flowers are the pure and destructive divine fire at the level of the emperor flame, pure and flawless.

"Boom."

In a hurry, Zhang Ruochen had to raise his arm and hit the dragon elephant Prajna palm that was strong and yang, and it collided with the flowers of the Yin-Yang mast.

Fierce confrontation.

Then, a terrifying force that was overwhelming from top to bottom hit him, hitting his body for more than a hundred miles.

The blood-red robe on Zhang Ruochen's body was burned with holes by the Jingmiao God Fire, with hair lit up, and his right arm was in pain. Fortunately, the body of the demigod was strong, so he was not injured, but he looked extremely embarrassed.

"This is the power of the Great Saint of Thousand Questions Realm. I am afraid I have to practice to the Hundred Shackles Realm before I can fight it head-on." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

rear.

The monks in the Hell Realm were already smiling.

"What's the point of rushing fast? I overestimated my ability and actually wanted to collect the quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill." Wu Jiang snorted lightly, his face full of sarcasm and mockery.

"Zhang Ruochen has some skills to be able to block the Dan Ling attack."

Wu Xu shook his head and said, "The elixir of Qianwen Realm is not so easy to deal with. Zhang Ruochen overestimated his strength. However, that quasi-emperor-grade holy intention pill is suitable for me."

Including the sacred, there are four great saints of the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles, rushing towards the Yin-Yang Mast.

"I just know that these people are embarrassed, right?" Yu Huang glanced at the direction where Yin and Yang Mast was, and then rushed to another quasi-emperor-grade holy pill with the Great Sage Yi Xuan.

The four great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm, who came within a hundred miles of the Yin-Yang Mast, sensed the powerful power fluctuations that erupted from the quasi-emperor-grade holy pill, all stopped and each took out a king's holy weapon.

Before they could do anything, they heard Zhang Ruochen's voice coming from a distance.

"You all dodge."

The four powerful men looked at each other and saw Zhang Ruochen standing at the other end of the void, facing a purple gold gourd towards them... no, facing the Yin-Yang Mast.

"If you ask us to get out of the way, we will get out of the way. It's a joke." A great saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm of the Shura clan said coldly.

Another great saint from the Hundred Shackle Realm of the Corpse tribe suggested: "It's just a clown who jumps in the Immortal Realm. Why not destroy him first, and then we will seize the holy pill based on our ability?"

"He is here, it's really in the way."

His eyes were staring at the purple gold gourd in Zhang Ruochen's hand. Suddenly, he noticed a slight fluctuation in the space. His face changed, his body was like lightning, and he quickly retreated backwards.

"Wow—"

At the mouth of the gourd, 36 million space inscriptions were activated by Zhang Ruochen and instantly turned into a circular space array covering hundreds of miles.

"not good!"

"How could there be a space formation?"

The other three great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm, realizing that something is wrong, immediately burst out as quickly as possible, and wanted to escape from the range of the space array.

"Boom."

The space of hundreds of miles in a radius collapses and contracts in an instant, forming a powerful suction force that gathers towards the mouth of the gourd.

The primitive emperor-grade holy pill "Yinyang Mast" was the first to be hit. The huge body quickly shrank and was taken into the gourd.

In addition, more than ten king-grade holy spirit pills within the space array were also absorbed.

Even though he escaped from the scope of the space formation, Wu Qing was still pulled back by the swallowing power of the purple gold gourd for hundreds of meters, and his body was completely out of control.

After stabilizing, Wuneng felt his scalp numbness. He stared at the gourd in Zhang Ruochen's hand from a distance and immediately fled far away, not daring to stay here again.

"What a terrible gourd. Although it is not a supreme holy weapon, it is even more terrifying than some supreme holy weapons. It seems that this is Zhang Ruochen's biggest trump card."

The feeling of weightlessness that was completely out of my control just now made Yu feel very uncomfortable.

The other three great saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm were extremely dangerous and escaped from the scope of the space formation, and they were like slapped. After stabilizing their bodies, they immediately retreated, not daring to get too close to Zhang Ruochen.
To be continued...