The saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were all stunned.
There were more than a thousand saints gathered at the foot of the Holy Spring Waterfall. Who was weak? However, a crazy monk suddenly jumped out and robbed them.
Is this person really crazy?
A forty-year-old Taoist true saint from the Zifu Realm recognized the Crazy Demon, showed a surprised look, and said: "He...he is the Half-Step Saint King of the Eight Tribes Realm, the Crazy Demon. Not long ago, in the chaos,
In the dense forest, I was robbed by him once. Actually...he chased me here again..."
"boom!"
Below the Holy Spring Waterfall, the eyes of all the saints burst into anger, and waves of holy power spurted outward.
"It turns out to be a crazy demon from the Eight Tribe Realm. No wonder he is so arrogant."
"So what if he is a madman? If he comes to Wujin Holy Mountain and dares to rob us, he is just looking for death."
Crazy Demon has a great reputation. Even in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm, many saints have heard of him and have the strength to fight the One-Step Saint King. Of course, there are so many people in the two worlds that they are not afraid of him at all.
An old man with a golden sword on his back stood up and flew to the opposite side of the crazy demon. His eyes were quite hawk-like and he said: "Wujin Holy Mountain is the territory of Zifu Realm and Sword Hell Realm. There are more than 50,000 saints gathered here.
In the holy mountain, how dare you come here to show off your evil deeds?"
The old man with the Golden Sword was so powerful that he turned out to be a strong man at the pinnacle of sainthood.
"Dare to rob the saint from the Purple Mansion Realm, it is a capital offense."
By the side of the holy spring, there were hundreds of saints taking out the holy vessels, mobilizing the holy energy and injecting it into them, stimulating the inscriptions inside the holy vessels, and preparing to slay the madman.
The air between heaven and earth became somewhat solidified, and a chilling aura spread.
Facing such a formation, Crazy Demon showed no fear at all and just smiled.
"Uh-huh."
Zhang Ruochen, wearing a blood armor, walked out of the circles of space ripples, as if passing through a water curtain, and stood suspended in the sky above the Holy Spring Waterfall.
With a wave of his palm, he shot out twelve beads.
The Buddhist beads were suspended in twelve directions in this space, like twelve stars, and the light emitted enveloped all the more than a thousand saints present.
Zhang Ruochen's figure is like a true god standing in the sky, giving a huge pressure to the saints below in terms of momentum.
The saints in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were surprised to find that their connection with the outside world was cut off, as if they had entered an independent space.
"That's...the divine envoy from Guanghan Realm."
There was a saint who recognized Zhang Ruochen's identity.
"Did Zhang Ruochen join forces with Mad Demon?"
The saints of the two worlds were in commotion again. Some of the elders had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong and quickly spoke, "Let's all take action together to kill these two."
Without any further hesitation, more than a hundred saints took action at the same time. At the first moment, they shot out sword-shaped, knife-shaped, tower-shaped, tripod-shaped... holy weapons like a rain of light balls, and bombarded Zhang Ruochen one by one.
and madness.
Zhang Ruochen stood calmly on a high place, just mobilizing his mental power to support the twelve Buddhist beads, and saw that dozens of sacred weapons were about to bombard him.
"Wow——"
A black vortex appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, and a strong suction force came out, swallowing up all the sacred artifacts.
The saints below felt horrified because they realized that the connection between themselves and the holy artifact was completely interrupted.
"hehe."
Han Qiu, with his long black hair scattered, walked out of the whirlpool, holding a lot of broken holy weapons in his palms, and sprinkled them towards the saints in the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Hell Realm, and said disdainfully: "They are all
What scrap metal?"
"Bang bang."
The fragments of the sacred artifact fell to the ground, creating huge dents underneath.
At the other end, the madman held an iron rod and knocked away all the sacred weapons that were attacking him. He laughed wildly and said, "I advise you to honestly hand over all the treasures you have. Why do you need to make meaningless resistance?
"
"Arrogant, do you really think that the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm are soft persimmons that you can manipulate at will?"
The old man with the golden sword was quite angry. He grabbed the void with his five fingers, and suddenly a harsh sword sound sounded. The golden sword rushed out of the scabbard, dragged out a golden river of sword energy, and swung towards the crazy demon.
However, only halfway through the swing of the golden sword, the light on the sword suddenly dimmed.
The tyrannical sword energy actually dissipated.
Because the old man with the Golden Sword is dead.
A rusty iron sword penetrated the center of his eyebrows, leaving a blood hole. Wisps of holy energy continued to escape from the blood hole.
A Le was standing next to the old man with the golden sword. He had already retracted his sword and dragged out a long trace of blood.
"It's really amazing."
The madman's heart trembled secretly.
You know, even with his level of cultivation, it would take a lot of effort to kill the old man with the golden sword. However, A Le only used one sword to kill him.
The swordsmanship is clean and crisp, killing with one strike, which is intimidating.
I'm afraid that the old man Jin Dao didn't even know who was killed until his death.
Four first-class strong men appeared in succession, and the saints present became a little panicked. The most important thing was that there was no one among them who could control the situation, and there was no backbone. When encountering such a crisis,
It's very difficult to deal with.
One of the Holy Saints took courage and shouted: "Everyone should form a formation immediately to fight against the strong... enemy... ah..."
Before the words of the holy saint could be finished, they were torn apart by a dark force shot from the air by Han Qiu, and the holy body turned into black particles.
A black vortex appeared in Han Qiu's palm, absorbing all the holy power of the Holy Saint.
"Dark Rules."
Crazy Demon felt his scalp numb, and finally realized how terrifying the woman next to Zhang Ruochen was. She actually practiced the dark way among the nine ancient ways.
Darkness swallows everything.
Han Qiu followed the meridians chart in "Tai Chi Xiantian Gong", one of the six great books, and circulated the holy power for a week. The next moment, all of the holy power was transformed.
for her own strength.
In just one breath, her cultivation has made huge progress.
"Anyone who dares to make a move will die."
Dark power erupted from Han Qiu's body, filling the world between heaven and earth. Suddenly, an inexplicable fear arose in the hearts of all the saints present.
The so-called "path of darkness" is the source of all negative forces.
The path of evil, the path of demons, the path of ghosts, the path of death, the path of curse, the path of devouring, the path of destruction...etc. are all extended from the path of darkness, of course, including the fear in human nature.
"What a terrifying woman, comparable to Yama in hell."
Madman shuddered and realized deeply that he must not offend Han Qiu, let alone Zhang Ruochen.
Under the shock of everyone, the saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm really did not dare to resist anymore, and obediently handed over all the treasures on their bodies.
Although treasures are good, lives are more important.
There are more than a thousand saints, and there are more than 2,000 storage bags. The various treasures poured out from it are actually piled up into a huge mountain.
Aquarius, holy stone, holy jade, elixir, talisman, holy medicine, holy weapon... all kinds of treasures are shining brightly. Looking at the treasure mountain in front of me, the corners of the mouths of the saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Hell Realm
They were all twitching and gnashing their teeth in hatred, but no one dared to resist.
"What are you waiting for? Let's start dividing the spoils! Haha!"
Madman flew to the foot of Baoshan Mountain, rubbed his hands, and was extremely excited.
It was only at this moment that Madman realized that it was just a small fight before, but this time it was a real robbery. Only he and Zhang Ruochen, a group of crazy people, had the courage to do such a crazy thing.
When it comes to the life and death of their own mother world, they have hundreds of millions of lives on their shoulders, so who cares about morality?
The treasures robbed by the Zifu Realm and the Sword Prison Realm were definitely many, and a lot of combatants were killed.
Han Qiu looked at Zhang Ruochen and asked, "How to divide it?"
"I'll take half, and you can divide the rest equally!"
Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to explore the treasure mountain, and the number of various treasures clearly appeared in his mind.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen took out the space ring and directly collected half of it.
Crazy Mo, Han Qiu, and A Le had no objection to this distribution method, and then they began to collect their own portion.
This time, Zhang Ruochen exchanged more than 6 million merit points, and Guanghan Realm's ranking on the merit book wall surpassed the Eight Tribe Realms and ranked second.
As Han Qiu and A Le exchanged their merit points, the ranking of Kunlun Realm improved from the last place to the sixth place.
The one at the bottom becomes Tianmu Realm.
Zhang Ruochen walked to the edge of the holy spring, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the holy energy in his body became active, and his limbs felt extremely comfortable.
"It is indeed an extraordinary holy spring."
Zhang Ruochen took out the Mercury Gourd and took in the entire Holy Spring Waterfall.
Before the start of the Saint's Merit War, Zhang Ruochen retrieved the Mercury Gourd from the Drunken Maniac.
In addition to the holy springs previously snatched from the saints of the two worlds, Zhang Ruochen roughly estimated that the holy springs in the Mercury Gourd could temper more than 200,000 drops of the True Holy Dew.
"Crash."
The holy spring did not dry up, and soon flowed down from above, forming a waterfall again.
Han Qiu looked upward and said: "Fang Yi, the world's leader in the Sword Prison Realm, and Dongliu Jianzun, the world's leader in the Purple Mansion Realm, led a group of top experts in the two worlds to enter the Holy Land along the Holy Spring.
Inside the mountain, a holy palace was discovered. That holy palace is most likely the secret treasure of Patriarch Wujin."
"The secret treasure of a great sage."
Zhang Ruochen recited a sentence, with a look of interest in his eyes.
Crazy Demon was quite puzzled and couldn't help but ask Han Qiu, "How do you know the whereabouts of Fang Yi and Dongliu Sword Master? Do you also know the secrets of Patriarch Wu Jin?"
"Previously, I absorbed more than one holy power, as well as some valuable information in his mind."
Han Qiu frowned and added: "However, the most important memory of the Holy Saint has been sealed by a very powerful force. It cannot be read at all and has been annihilated together with his physical body."