The Six-Armed Holy One stopped the Red Tiger Holy One, with a smile on his face again, and said: "Since you have saved our lives, we should naturally reward you. Red Holy One, take out your two treasure bottles and hand them over.
To this friend."
The six-armed sage seemed very open-minded. He took out his two treasure bottles first and threw them to Zhang Ruochen.
The Holy Saint Chihu hesitated for a moment, then took out two treasure bottles and threw them over.
Zhang Ruochen didn't even look at the four treasure bottles on the ground and said, "Where are the other treasure bottles?"
A strange color flashed in the eyes of the six-armed saint, and he pretended to know nothing, and said doubtfully: "What do you mean? Haven't we already given you all our treasure bottles?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "There are hundreds of saints in the Sword Hell Realm attacking the wormhole. This battle is so dangerous. How can they carry their treasure bottles on their bodies? Don't they keep them with you?"
The Six-Armed Sacred Heart knew that he could not hide it from Zhang Ruochen, so he no longer fought with him. His eyes became a little fierce and said: "I have to admit that your strength is indeed quite powerful, comparable to the peak of the Sacred Heart."
A strong man. However, as long as I burn the holy blood and display the forbidden secret technique, I am afraid that you may not be able to stop me. Why don't you accept the four treasure bottles on the ground and treat it as if we owe you a favor? Let's shake hands.
How about Yanhe?"
The Holy Spirit of Red Tiger said: "You should also want to pass through the wormhole and rush to the Giant Whale River Basin. With your own strength, it is impossible to fight against the Rakshasa army guarding near the wormhole. Why don't we join forces and say no?
I will definitely be able to get through it.”
Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you want to use me to help you deal with the Rakshasa army? Stop dreaming and fight if you want. Whether you want to burn the holy blood or explode the holy source, I will accompany you to the end."
Negotiations failed.
"Since you are seeking death, I will help you."
The six-armed saint's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he spoke a strange language in his mouth. Immediately, the blood all over his body burned, and the aura emanating from his body became more and more powerful.
If he were not forced to have no way out, no saint would burn his holy blood and fight on the battlefield of merit. After all, the side effects would be too great and he would become extremely weak after the battle.
A saint who is in a weak state will not survive long on the battlefield of merit.
But now, the six-armed saint must fight.
Zhang Ruochen's eyelids drooped, he formed a sword formula with two fingers, and whispered in his mouth: "Wu Jian."
The time in the surrounding space became stationary in an instant.
"Wow——"
When the flow of time returned to normal, Zhang Ruochen's fingers had already penetrated the six-armed saint between his eyebrows, killing him.
"This is...the power of time..."
The face of the Holy Saint Red Tiger changed dramatically, and he immediately turned into a giant flaming tiger, bursting out with great speed, and fled into the distance. He was so frightened that he never expected that he would meet a time monk.
Run! Run! Run!
"Zijian."
Time stopped for a moment again.
In this moment, Zhang Ruochen struck the sword again and killed the Red Tiger Saint.
"Originally, I didn't want to use the power of space and time, why did you have to force me?" Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, groped around the body of Chi Hu Sheng, found a storage bag, opened it, and found something inside
Containing more than a thousand treasure vases.
Later, Zhang Ruochen found a storage bag from the six-armed saint, which also contained more than a thousand treasure bottles.
"They actually have so many treasure vases? It is estimated that they are not only the treasure vases of the saints from the Sword Hell World, but also probably hunted down the saints from other big worlds and captured some treasure vases."
Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to investigate and made some calculations.
The total amount of blood and remnant souls contained in more than two thousand treasure bottles exceeds 60 million.
You know, with Zhang Ruochen's power alone, even if it takes a year, he may not be able to hunt down 60 million Rakshasa monks.
A smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face: "No wonder the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm will hunt down other saints participating in the war. The speed of earning merit points in this way is far faster than directly hunting Rakshasa monks."
Of course, the vast majority of the blood and remnant souls in the more than two thousand vases came from Rakshasa monks below the marquis, and only a very small part were the marquis's holy blood and soul.
The higher your cultivation level, the more merit points you can redeem.
Sometimes, even the combined blood of 100,000 Rakshasa monks cannot compare to the holy blood of a marquis.
"There are more than 1,800 drops of the Marquis's blood. There are more than 900 strands of the Marquis's holy soul."
"The Holy Soul clone will probably collect a lot of Holy blood and Holy soul. In this case, I have killed more than 3,000 Rakshasa Marquises."
This time, it can be regarded as a great victory and a huge harvest.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed something was wrong, picked up one of the slightly strange-shaped treasure bottles, and opened the cap.
What was contained in the vase was not blood and remnant souls, but a strong fragrance emanating from it.
"Condensing Holy Dew."
Zhang Ruochen's face showed a happy look.
That vase was picked out from the storage bag of Chi Hu's Holy Saint. It contained more than 600 drops of Ningzhen Holy Dew, which was considered an unexpected gain.
Condensing Holy Dew can not only help Tongtian Realm monks condense the rules of the Holy Way, but it is also a cultivation treasure for True Saints and Supreme Saints, which can speed up their cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen continued to search and found a vase containing Ningzhen Holy Dew in the storage bag of the Six-Armed Saint. There were more than 800 drops in it.
"That's great. With these more than a thousand drops of Condensing Holy Dew, my cultivation will definitely be able to go further."
With a thought in Zhang Ruochen's mind, he gave an order to the holy soul clone, asking him not only to collect the holy blood and holy souls of the Rakshasa Marquis, but also to collect the treasures from the saints of the Sword Hell Realm. Not necessarily, but still
Find more Ningzhen Holy Dew.
The entire Shatuo Seven Realms, as well as the Yushan Realm, Yuanze Insect Realm, Wancheng Realm... these big worlds that pay attention to the war of merit have all exploded.
There was no other way. In the battle just now, Zhang Ruochen showed too much strength. With one man's power, he killed nearly two hundred marquises from the Rakshasa clan and almost wiped out the entire army.
The most important thing is that he is still young.
The streets and alleys of Guanghan Realm were all boiling with excitement, and every monk was overjoyed. "I have seen him among the army of saints in Guanghan Realm. He is the peerless genius of our Guanghan Realm."
"I just received news from a semi-saint senior in the Heaven Realm. He is the envoy of our Guanghan Realm."
"God's envoy is invincible, long live the God's envoy."
"With Shen Envoy and Jie Zi, two extremely arrogant figures, in this battle of saints' merits, we in Guanghan Jie will definitely be able to get a good ranking, and we hope to get fourth place."
"The Great Demon Shifang Realm, Zifu Realm, and Babu Realm of the Seven Realms of Shatuo are all too powerful. It is impossible for us to defeat them. However, we can still compete for the fourth place."
Zhang Ruochen's strong performance made the monks and people in Guanghan Realm excited and excited. I don't know how many teenagers regarded him as their idol, and I don't know how many girls showed admiration in their eyes.
At this moment, the monks in Kunlun Realm were in mixed moods. Some were sighing, some were scolding Zhang Ruochen, and some were still quite excited, cheering and shouting for Zhang Ruochen, even though Zhang Ruochen couldn't hear them at all.
The monks in the Sword Hell Realm were so angry that they vomited blood.
"You actually killed the Six-Armed Saint and the Red Tiger Saint, and also took away the merit points that belonged to the Sword Hell Realm. You deserve to die."
"Kill him, must kill him."
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Those big figures in the heavenly world who paid attention to the saint's meritorious battle not only thought Zhang Ruochen's performance was amazing, but also showed doubts.
"How did this person escape from the Jiujiugui Formation in an instant?"
"The Six-Armed Holy City has been burning with holy blood and its strength has increased dramatically. Why do you stand still and let him kill you?"
Although these important figures can see the mirror image of the battlefield, they are not standing on the battlefield in person after all, so they cannot feel the fluctuations of space and time.
It was precisely because of this that they felt extremely confused.
Yushan Realm is a sacred area in the Tianting Realm.
A clone of the Great Sage appeared, more than two thousand feet tall, and issued an order to the four Holy Kings in the temple, saying: "Immediately send people to the Seven Realms of Shatuo and the Guanghan Realm to thoroughly investigate this situation.
A person’s identity and background.”
In a sacred area under the jurisdiction of the Yuanze Insect Realm, a great Insect Saint with golden lines all over his body emerged from the ground and transformed into an old woman wearing a golden holy garment.
The great sage of the Zerg tribe also discovered that Zhang Ruochen was a peerless genius, so he wanted to recruit him and issued the same order as the great sage from the Yushan realm.
Zhang Ruochen naturally knew that the battle just now would definitely appear on the battlefield mirror, and it is estimated that many monks would notice him.
However, he seemed indifferent. Anyway, the outside world cannot interfere in the saint's meritorious battle.
Not long after, the holy soul clone returned to Zhang Ruochen, handed a storage bag to Zhang Ruochen, and then, the holy soul clone merged into Zhang Ruochen's body.
Zhang Ruochen opened the space storage bag and checked it.
"Two hundred and forty-five drops of the Marquis's blood, and seventy-nine strands of the Marquis's remnant soul. Sure enough, in order to surround and kill the saints in the Sword Hell Realm, the Rakshasa clan also paid a huge price."
Continue counting.
The storage bag actually contained a large number of elixirs, charms, and some strange things, all of which were found from the saints of the Sword Hell Realm. Among them, healing elixirs accounted for more than half, and all of them were
It is a holy elixir level.
In addition, I also found some Condensing Holy Dew as expected, totaling more than two thousand drops.
"A great harvest, really a great harvest, plus the Condensing Holy Dew on the Six-Armed Saint and the Red Tiger Saint, I now have close to four thousand drops of Condensing Saint Dew, which is enough to break through to the True Saint realm. It's worth it.
, just these four thousand drops of Condensing Holy Dew, this battle is very worthwhile."
Zhang Ruochen put away all the treasures, gradually suppressed the smile on his face, stared in the direction of the wormhole, and said to himself: "The Rakshasa tribe did not send an army to conquer me. They are waiting for me to take the initiative to attack."
Come to the door?"
Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry to attack the Rakshasa army stationed near the wormhole. Instead, he was refining the Holy Dew of Ningzhen while waiting for Shen Yuan's ancient sword to refine the holy weapon for the battlefield.
At the same time, he is also waiting for the Holy Flower.
On this battlefield, more than a thousand saint-level creatures have died. They are not afraid of not having enough nutrients, but they are afraid that the Holy-Eating Flower cannot absorb them all.