In the dense forest, in an ancient castle made of piled rocks, a large number of top Rakshasa clan strongmen gathered here. You can see fourth-class marquis and third-class marquis-level strongmen patrolling the castle everywhere.
In the central area of the castle, there is an extremely complex formation, occupying an area of more than three hundred feet in radius.
Princess Rakshasa stood in the formation, studying the inscriptions inside, with a focused expression. Her beautiful face looked particularly crystal clear under the light of the formation.
Yang Qi held his hands in front of his chest and stood at the edge of the formation, looking at her quietly, secretly admiring her in his heart, "Her Royal Highness is indeed the number one prodigy of the Rakshasa tribe. Not only is her martial arts strength invincible, she even
His attainments in formations are also on par with those formation masters who have studied formations meticulously."
Even with Yang Qi's cultivation, he suffered a lot if he accidentally broke into this ancient formation. However, Her Royal Highness the Princess stepped in easily, and was still studying the formation, as if she wanted to use it by herself.
The law is rearranged.
Princess Rakshasa smiled slightly and said: "This formation is somewhat similar to the enchantment area in the deepest part of the Phoenix Nest. If we break it, we may not be able to find a way to break through the enchantment area."
Yang Qidao: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has passed through the ninety-nine holy mountains and been to the Phoenix Nest?"
"That's right." Princess Rakshasa said.
Yang Qi's eyes showed a look of amazement and said: "So far, the top saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo have not crossed the thirty-three innermost holy mountains. But Her Royal Highness the Princess can come and go freely, Yang Qi
I admire you very much.”
Princess Rakshasa's eyes were fixed on the formation, her red lips were slightly raised, and she said: "We are all smart people, why do you have to flatter me so deliberately? With your strength, you have to break into the innermost layer.
Thirty-three holy mountains, how can it be difficult?"
Yang Qi smiled and wanted to say something else, but suddenly he sensed something and looked towards the gate of the castle.
I saw Young Master Lingquan walking in with nine first-class marquises.
What surprised Yang Qi was that they all had injuries more or less on their bodies.
Among them, Marquis Xianjing was the most seriously injured and had fainted.
Yang Qi and Young Master Lingquan have always been competitors. They are well aware of Young Master Lingquan's strength, but this is the first time that he has suffered such a big loss.
"Lingquan, why are you in such a mess? Are you being besieged by the seven worlds?" Yang Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Young Master Lingquan glared at him, snorted coldly, then bowed his hands to Princess Rakshasa, gritted his teeth and said: "I would like to ask Her Majesty the Princess to let me lead the Rakshasa army to destroy the Saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo now.
By."
Princess Rakshasa walked out of the formation, looked at them, and was a little surprised, and said: "Feng Xinghou didn't even come back together. It seems that you have suffered a lot. Tell me, what is so powerful about it?"
This character can actually make the famous Ling Quan Shaojun suffer such a big loss."
Young Master Lingquan gritted his teeth, his heart boiling with anger, and said: "Marquis Feng Xing was killed by the divine envoy from the Guanghan Realm. This was a blood feud. I hope Her Highness the Princess can give her subordinates a chance to avenge themselves."
"Zhang Ruochen."
Princess Rakshasa was a little surprised at first, and then a smile appeared on her pretty face, saying: "Zhang Ruochen's strength is indeed pretty good, but his cultivation has not improved yet. He is just a true saint, so it should be impossible.
He's your opponent. Why did you still stumble so hard?"
"If there is only one Zhang Ruochen, of course it is not enough to defeat me. However, something strange happened this time, and a very powerful character appeared. There may be... nine..." Young Master Lingquan
said.
"Is it one or nine?" Yang Qi asked.
Immediately, Young Master Lingquan described the scene of the Nine Heavens Mysteries merging into one in detail, without missing any detail.
Because Young Master Lingquan knows that Her Royal Highness the Princess is well-read and knows everything about the world. There are things that he cannot see through. Maybe Her Royal Highness can guess the reason.
After listening to Young Master Lingquan's explanation, Princess Rakshasa's expression gradually became serious and she fell into deep thought. After a while, she muttered to herself: "Could it be the legendary Tears of the Nine Yao God?"
Young Master Lingquan asked in confusion: "What are Jiuyao Divine Tears?"
Princess Rakshasa said: "This matter is related to a super big man. However, that super big man died in the war between gods a hundred thousand years ago."
Yang Qi's expression changed and he said: "Could it be that Your Highness the Princess is referring to Jiu Yao Shenjun?"
"How can it be?"
Young Master Lingquan was startled. You must know that even if a hundred thousand years have passed, Lord Jiuyao is still very famous in the hell world. Beings at the level of Rakshasa Lord will be frightened when they hear his name.
Some characters, even if they die, can still shock future generations.
Princess Rakshasa nodded slightly and said: "The so-called Jiuyao refers to nine extremely powerful forces, the sun, lunar yin, Luohou, Jidu, metal, wood, water, fire and earth. Luohou represents
Destruction and Ji both represent wisdom. Jiuyao Shenjun is the only being in the universe who has cultivated the nine powers to the extreme at the same time, and he was also the controller of the holy way of a large world a hundred thousand years ago."
"Legend has it that when Lord Jiuyao fell, all his divine power exploded out, destroying a starry sky. Only nine tears spilled out, turning into nine meteors and falling into the Kunlun realm."
"There are many legends about Jiuyao Divine Tears. Some people say that they are the essence of Jiuyao Divine Lord's divine power; others say that there is a huge inheritance of knowledge in Divine Tears; some say that there is no so-called Jiuyao Divine Tears at all.
It’s just that future generations don’t want to believe the fabricated story that Jiuyao Shenjun has fallen.”
"According to what Young Master Lingquan said, the physiques of the nine proud women of heaven are different, but they are somewhat similar to the nine powers of Lord Jiuyao."
Yang Qi's eyes became very sharp and said: "If they really inherit the nine powers of Jiuyao God, then their threat is no longer as big as Zhang Ruochen's and must be eliminated as soon as possible."?
Princess Rakshasa gently touched her pointed chin with a slender jade finger, and said: "When I have thoroughly studied this ancient formation, I will go and meet them in person. If they really inherit Jiu Yao
The power of the Divine Lord is just right to capture them and refine them into Nine-Yao Divine Tears."
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Crazy Demon is a strong man who has been famous for three hundred years in the Eight Tribes Realm. His cultivation has reached the level of a half-step Saint King. On the battlefield of the Saint's Merit Battle, he is definitely the top strong man.
In the past half month, the madman has been walking in the dense forest, hunting down the Marquis Rakshasa, and collected a lot of blood and remnant souls.
Of course, when encountering saints from other big worlds, the crazy devil will not be merciful and will decisively snatch them away.
At this moment, the Rakshasa blood and remnant souls of dozens of saints in the Great Demon's Shifang Realm were looted by the mad demon. However, the mad demon did not kill them and spared their lives.
First, the crazy demons are quite confident in their own strength and are not afraid of their revenge at all.
Second, the crazy demon thinks that the relationship between Tianmu Realm and the Great Demonic Shifang Realm is only competition, not enemies. Since it is competition, it only needs to take what it needs, and there is no need to kill them.
"This group of saints from the Great Demonic Realm of the Ten Directions has collected a lot of Rakshasa blood and remnant souls, which can be exchanged for at least 250,000 merit points."
The madman was holding the storage bag with a satisfied smile on his face.
Suddenly, the smile on his face quickly solidified, he quickly grabbed the iron rod on his waist, and suddenly struck it behind him.
Behind the madman, there is nothing.
However, as the iron rod struck, the space trembled slightly, forming circles of ripples like water lines.
"As expected of one of the top five experts in the Tianmu world, his perceptual abilities are indeed quite sharp." A woman's laughter came out.
However, she was changing her position rapidly. Even with a crazy cultivation level, it was difficult to lock her position, so she could only take precautions carefully.
The madman remained calm in the face of danger and said: "Which realm are you a master in? Are you deliberately testing this saint?"
"No one will tempt you. I am here to rob you of the Rakshasa blood and remnant soul." The woman's voice sounded again.
The sound, suddenly far away and now close, was very strange.
Crazy Devil couldn't help laughing and said, "Someone dares to rob me. Do you really think Crazy Devil doesn't kill people?"
Han Qiu walked out of the void and landed opposite the madman, saying: "Our sect master has been observing you for a long time and thinks you are pretty good, so he decided to rob you only once."?
Crazy Demon smiled coldly: "Who is your sect leader? The person who wants to rob me of Crazy Demon has not been born yet."
"I advise you to cooperate honestly, maybe you can save a life." A cold voice came from behind the mad devil.
Ah Le carried a rusty iron sword and stepped on the blood-stained fallen leaves until he was within ten feet of the madman before he stopped.
The distance of ten feet is the distance at which he can kill with one sword.
Crazy Demon sensed a dangerous aura on Ah Le's body, and immediately asked: "Who is your sect master?"
"Of course he is a good person." Han Qiu said.
"A good man robs others?" The madman cursed in his heart. Then he mobilized the holy energy in his body and quietly poured it into the iron rod in his hand. Golden lines in the shape of tadpoles appeared on the iron rod.
"Wow."
The surrounding space shook violently, as if the heaven and earth were about to collapse.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared beside Crazy Demon out of thin air, less than three feet away from him. He stretched out a hand and pressed it on Crazy Demon's shoulder, saying: "I only want to grab Rakshasa's blood and remnant soul, I don't want to kill."
"Of course, if you attack me, I will definitely fight back. If something unexpected happens and I kill you here, at that time, I can only say sorry to you."?
The palm that Zhang Ruochen slapped on Crazy Demon's shoulder was so powerful that it made Crazy Demon's entire arm lose consciousness.
The madman recognized Zhang Ruochen as the divine envoy of Guanghan Realm, a shameless person who liked to take advantage of others.
If he hadn't focused all his attention on A Le and Han Qiu just now, how could Zhang Ruochen have dislocated his arm even if he used his space power?
conspiracy.
It was a conspiracy from the beginning.
Madman had seen Zhang Ruochen's ruthlessness and did not dare to joke with his own life. He laughed dryly: "What do you mean by only robbing once?"
Han Qiu showed his snow-white teeth and said with a smile: "It means that after we rob you this time, we will be friends and we will not rob you again in the future. You can even go with us to rob others. Do you feel that we have encountered each other?
We are quite lucky?"
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(For the handicapped, I finally finished writing three chapters.)