The first thousand four hundred and sixty-two chapters gathered in the army of the seven worlds
The saints from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm did not realize the danger and continued to climb up, hoping to seize the Wall of Merits as soon as possible.
Xu Zehai felt his body getting weaker and weaker, and finally realized something was wrong. He checked internally and found that his body functions were declining rapidly and his life energy was almost completely lost.
Suddenly, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he made an extremely unwilling voice: "My life...should not be cut off...ah...how..."? "Bang."
After all his longevity was lost, Xu Zehai fell heavily and turned into a dead body.
"Oh my god, how did I get so old?"
"What's going on? Why are there wrinkles all over my face?"
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The other saints from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm also realized that something was wrong and fled down the mountain one after another.
Unfortunately, no one came back alive, and they all died on the way.
Just one hike is a lifetime journey.
You must know that the dozen or so saints who climbed the mountain are all the top strong men in the Sword Prison World and the Purple Mansion World, and most of them are the Holy Saints. After their death, almost all the Holy Saints in the two worlds were lost.
So weird!
I didn't see any danger, but the saints and half-step saint kings all died on the holy mountain. The saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm were all frightened.
"Could it be that the Hades from the regional realm were hiding in the holy mountain and used the power of the curse to kill them?"
"It may be a dead clan, and the evil spirit of death can kill people invisible."
At the scene, there were saints who thought of the "Dead Clan" and the "Netherworld Clan" among the three tribes in the region, because the methods of these two tribes are quite strange, and when they kill people, it is difficult for people to guard against them.
Wan Zhiyi, Jiuyou Sword Saint, and Canglan Martial Saint returned to the foot of the mountain and rushed into the camp of Kunlun Realm.
Martial Saint Canglan has lost three hundred years of life, but he still looks young, his skin is white and crystal clear, but the hair on his head has turned white.
Her heart could not be calm, and her delicate body was trembling.
The price of losing three hundred years of life is too high. Although it cannot threaten her life, it will definitely have a huge impact on her cultivation.
Time has become extremely urgent for her.
Wan Zhiyi has cultivated to the point where his physical body has become a saint, and his lifespan is longer than that of ordinary saints. Therefore, even if he loses three hundred years of lifespan, his appearance has not changed. He is still full of energy, vigorous and vigorous.
The most miserable one is none other than the Nine Nether Sword Master.
After escaping to the foot of the mountain, Jiuyou Sword Master became extremely old, his black hair turned white, and all his white hair fell out. His skin was covered with age spots and became wrinkled, like brown bark.
Even when walking, he was shaky and almost fell to the ground.
The three major disciples rushed forward and supported Jiuyou Sword Master, "Master, what happened?"
The Jiuyou Sword Master supported his body, waved his hands, and then took out a Ten Thousand Years Holy Medicine, stuffed it into his mouth, and sat down cross-legged to refine and absorb it.
Wan Zhiyi stared at the majestic holy mountain in front of him, as if thinking. He was silent for a long time, and then said: "It is the power of time. The flow of time in the holy mountain is much faster than the outside world. I was too careless this time!"
"It must be another trap set by Zhang Ruochen. Only he can control time." Wang Su, the eldest disciple of Jiuyou Sword Master, said angrily.
Yan Yulong, the second disciple of Jiuyou Sword Saint, pulled out the holy sword, pointed at Zhang Ruochen's position, and said: "Master, Little Saint Heavenly King, Canglan Martial Saint were almost killed by him, what are you waiting for?
, kill him first and then talk."
The other saints in the Kunlun Realm were also very angry and threatened to destroy Zhang Ruochen.
The talented woman with the holy book stood up, stopped them, and said: "If Zhang Ruochen had arranged the power of time in the holy mountain, he would have already taken away the merit book wall, how could he be blocked outside? Can you calm down first? Don't
Everything is blamed on Zhang Ruochen."
The talented lady with the holy book did not tell her that it was Zhang Ruochen who reminded her just now and saved Wan Zhiyi, Canglan Martial Saint and Jiuyou Sword Saint.
Because she knew very well that if everyone knew that she had communicated with Zhang Ruochen, she would definitely arouse a steady stream of criticism, be harassed, and be alienated. At that time, I am afraid that she would not be able to continue to work in the company.
The Kunlun realm is established.
Wan Zhiyi and Jiuyou Sword Master are both very smart people, so we can naturally guess that the talented woman with the holy book must have got the news from Zhang Ruochen.
However, they all remained silent and did not speak out.
After all, they owed the Holy Book Talent a huge favor, so how could they betray her again?
King Qingxiao couldn't help but stood up and shouted: "My junior brother has reminded them that he is the most benevolent and righteous man. What else do you want? Besides, even if you are allowed to go, are you my junior brother's opponent? It's just that
Just go and die."
"Qingxiao, how dare you call Zhang Ruochen your junior brother? Do you also want to betray the Kunlun Realm? Have you secretly defected to the Guanghan Realm a long time ago?" Wang Su said.
"Shut up...ahem..."
Jiuyou Sword Master scolded, his voice was quite old, and he couldn't help coughing.
Wang Su didn't dare to continue talking, so he quickly knelt down, helped Jiuyou up, and said, "Master, are you okay?"
"After taking the holy medicine, you should be able to live for three to five years and not die for the time being." Jiuyou Sword Saint said.
"Three...five years..."
The voices of the three major disciples all trembled slightly.
Jiuyou Sword Master didn't seem to care. It seemed that there was no difference between three to five years and three to five hundred years. He said: "The more urgent the time, the greater the motivation. It is not certain that I will soon understand how to break through the Holy King."
The opportunity of realm.”
There was a commotion in the camps of the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm.
Dongliu Sword Master and Fang Yi did not continue to recover from their injuries and quickly stepped forward to calm everyone's emotions.
Blood Wind Ling, the divine envoy of the Sword Hell Realm, personally entered the Holy Mountain to investigate and found out the reason why the dozens of saints died in the Holy Mountain. Then, he told Dongliu Sword Master and Fang Yi.
Facing the power of time, no matter how talented Dongliu Sword Master and Fang Yi are, no matter how powerful their methods are, they are still helpless.
In the space maze, Princess Rakshasa's beautiful eyes looked at the talented woman with a holy book, and said with a smile: "This little lover of yours is a bit interesting. She has a good mental talent, and she is also in charge of a Confucian holy book. See
He has some skills."
"Don't talk nonsense, our relationship is not as complicated as you think." Zhang Ruochen said.
Princess Rakshasa said: "It's a pity that I have heard all your whispers!"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes darkened.
You must know that Zhang Ruochen and the Holy Book Talented Girl both have spiritual power reaching the fifty-fourth level. However, they used their spiritual power to send messages, but they were still intercepted by Princess Rakshasa.
This girl is too awesome.
In front of her, there was no secret at all.
"How about you ask her to lend me the Confucian holy book to read for a while?" Princess Rakshasa said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You'd better not have any ideas about her, otherwise our cooperation will only end here."
Just now, Princess Rakshasa was just testing the weight of the Holy Book Talent in Zhang Ruochen's heart. If she wanted to control and subdue Zhang Ruochen, she had to grab a few more cards in her hand.
Princess Rakshasa smiled and did not continue.
In the distance, a mighty holy energy surged in and reached the foot of the holy mountain.
The armies of saints from the Great Demon's Shifang Realm, Babu Realm, Tianmu Realm, and Guanghan Realm rushed out from the holy energy, each occupied one side, and surrounded the entire Holy Mountain.
Previously, when the armies of saints from the three worlds rushed to get resources, they had already exposed the path opened by Zhang Ruochen and Princess Rakshasa. They followed closely behind.
The number of saints in the Great Demonic Shifang Realm is the largest, more than 10,000, and they are quite powerful. However, they are all hidden inside a piece of demonic mist, without revealing their true bodies, making them appear quite mysterious.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes rolled slightly and he said: "The army of saints from the Great Demon's Ten Directions Realm has arrived. Why don't you go and join them?"
"Not urgent."
Princess Rakshasa smiled: "The saints from the Guanghan Realm seem to have ignored your orders and rushed over anyway."
Zhang Ruochen had long noticed the army of saints in Guanghan Realm, so he frowned.
The current situation is quite strange. There is a hidden murderous intention. The Saint of Guanghan Realm should be hiding in the dark and should not be exposed so quickly.
Among the army of saints in Guanghan Realm, Zhang Ruochen saw Wu Hao's figure.
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng walked towards the space maze, stopped at the edge of the space maze, talked to Zhang Ruochen, and asked about the situation of the Holy Mountain.
Zhang Ruochen did not hide anything and told them everything he knew.
Wen Shusheng said: "The divine envoy is a descendant of time and space, so there should be a way to crack the time formation in the holy mountain, right?"
"Yes, but it takes a long time. And..." Zhang Ruochen said.
Wu Hao asked: "And what?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "The power in the Guanghan Realm is weak. Even if I crack the time formation, I'm afraid I won't get any merit. It's better not to crack the time formation."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng looked at each other and frowned at the same time.
Princess Rakshasa smiled and said: "Then go and seize the treasure in the Phoenix Nest first."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng both stared at Princess Rakshasa and asked, "Who is she?"
"She calls herself the Demonic Concubine of Spirit Flame." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Spirit Flame Demon Concubine."
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng were both slightly shocked, and then looked at Princess Rakshasa carefully.
When their eyes came into contact with Princess Rakshasa's eyes, they were attacked by the soul-destroying demonic pupils. Their center of gravity was unsteady and they almost fell to the ground.
However, Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng were not ordinary saints. They carried treasures with protective spiritual wills on their bodies. They quickly woke up and then fell back in embarrassment.
"You have no manners at all, how can you stare at a girl like that?" Princess Rakshasa said with a charming smile.
Wu Hao and Wen Shusheng both had a look of fear in their eyes. They realized that "Lingyan Demon Concubine" was a very scary person and they did not dare to touch her pupils again.