Before entering the Holy Road, the Nine Spirits Great Sage gave each saint a storage bag.
In the storage bag, there is a map and two treasure bottles.
On the map, four world fragments are drawn in the Ancestral Spirit World. According to the positions of the world fragments, they are divided into: West World, East World, South World, and North World.
The two treasure bottles are used to collect the blood and holy soul of Rakshasa respectively.
Killing a Rakshasa does not require its corpse to exchange for successful virtue points.
In fact, you only need to collect a drop of blood or a ray of holy soul, and the consciousness of the merit book itself can naturally determine whether you have killed the Rakshasa.
The Great Sage of Nine Spirits said: "I remind everyone again that the time for the saint's merit war is three months. There is a merit book wall on the four world fragments of the ancestral spirit world. As long as you find the merit book wall,
You can redeem your merit points at any time."
"In addition, on the battlefield of merit, you must not only be wary of the Rakshasa clan in the hell realm, but also be wary of your competitors. Because they may also take action to rob you of the blood and holy souls you have collected."
"Ha ha."
A laughter carrying huge holy power resounded throughout the world.
Immediately, a mighty white holy cloud surged over from afar like waves.
Immediately, about 150,000 saints rushed out of the holy cloud and fell to the ground.
They were arranged neatly, and most of the saints were carrying a holy sword on their backs, and the aura they exuded was quite cold.
There were four figures standing in the sky above the army of 150,000 saints. The holy power that erupted from their bodies was comparable to that of the Nine Spirits Great Sage, the Great Nirvana Emperor, and Wu Zu.
Among them, a figure has a human body, but has seven silver dragon heads. He is the great saint-level giant in the sword hell world, the seven-headed dragon.
The seven dragon heads of the Seven-Headed Dragon Master laughed at the same time: "I don't like to hear these words of the Nine Spirits Great Sage. We in the Seven Realms of Shatuo all set foot on the battlefield in order to fight against the hell realm. Together,
How can you kill the enemy and attack your own people?"
The Nine Spirits Great Sage snorted: "In that merit war thirty years ago, if you hadn't launched a sneak attack on the Ancestral Spirit Realm, the Ancestral Spirit Realm might not have become a world battlefield."
The Seven-Headed Dragon Master said: "The Ancestral Spirit Realm wants to be the enemy of the Sword Prison Realm. What can we do? The Guanghan Realm and our Sword Prison Realm are our own people. How can we compare the two together?"
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Su Qingling stood on the right side of Zhang Ruochen and said to Zhang Ruochen: "They are from the Sword Prison Realm, one of the seven realms of Shatuo. They are much stronger than the Guanghan Realm."
"Thirty years ago, the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm joined forces to deal with the Ancestral Spirit Realm. On the merit battlefield, they killed many saints and holy kings from the Ancestral Spirit Realm. Even our Guanghan Realm was ambushed by them.
They are cruel and ruthless, and when they enter the battlefield of merit, beware of them."
"It's too cruel!" Mu Lingxi said.
Su Qingling looked at Mu Lingxi from top to bottom, and smiled with bright eyes and white teeth: "Little sister, the battlefield of merit is much crueler than you think."
"Thank you, Sister Su, for reminding me."
Mu Lingxi smiled sweetly, but those smart star eyes also looked at Su Qingling from top to bottom.
The saints of the Guanghan Realm obviously hate the Sword Hell Realm very much, and every monk has a cold light in his eyes.
After a while, the Zifu Realm, which had good relations with the Sword Prison Realm, also rushed to the entrance of the Holy Road.
The Zifu Realm is more powerful than the Sword Prison Realm, ranking second among the Seven Realms of Shatuo. The number of saints reaches 300,000, which is three times that of the Guanghan Realm.
The army of saints from the Purple Mansion Realm directly joined the army of saints from the Sword Hell Realm, forming an extremely huge momentum. The holy light on all the saints connected together, as if they turned into a holy sea.
In the Zifu Realm, an old man wearing a purple robe stood in the void and said with a smile: "Jiuling, how about our three realms joining forces to deal with the Kunlun Realm this time?"
In the Sword Prison Realm, the Seven-Headed Dragon Lord stood up again and said: "Kunlun Realm was once one of the top ten worlds in the Merit List of All Realms. There are many incredible treasures hidden there. We can only turn it into a battlefield.
Only then can we go in and seize the treasures naturally."
The Great Sage Jiu Ling said: "The Kunlun Realm is so weak. With your two realms joining forces, it is enough to wipe out their entire army. There is no need for the Guanghan Realm to get involved."
The two great saints from the Purple Mansion Realm and the Sword Prison Realm did not invite any more invitations.
After all, the Nine Spirits Great Sage was right, the Kunlun Realm was too weak, and with the strength of their two realms, they could be easily eaten.
The reason for inviting Guanghanjie is just to tell Guanghanjie that their main target this time is not Guanghanjie, and they hope that Guanghanjie will not become their enemy.
"With three hundred thousand saints, the Zifu Realm is too powerful."
Zhang Ruochen's mood became a little heavy.
Other saints from the Guanghan Realm have only one mission, which is to kill more Rakshasa and earn more merit points.
However, the Moon God also gave Zhang Ruochen another task, that is, he must win the first place on the saint's merit list.
Just the second-ranked Zifu Realm is so powerful.
How powerful is the number one demon in the Shifang Realm?
Winning the first place on the saint's merit list is obviously ten times more difficult than Zhang Ruochen expected.
Not long after, the army of saints from Kunlun Realm also arrived at the entrance of the Holy Road.
The great sage leading the army of Kunlun Realm is the Chaos Army Lord and the Living Bodhisattva.
The two of them can only be regarded as juniors among the great saints, and cannot be compared with the giants in the Zifu Realm, Sword Prison Realm, and Guanghan Realm.
However, the number of saints in Kunlun Realm far exceeded Zhang Ruochen's estimate, and there were actually 60,000 to 70,000.
Obviously, Chi Yao must have activated the Heavenly Wheel Seal, and it took thirty times the time to create so many saints in a short period of time.
Of course, the sixty to seventy thousand saints are far behind the Guanghan Realm. It is almost impossible to survive under the attack of the Zifu Realm and the Sword Prison Realm.
Among the army of saints in Kunlun Realm, Zhang Ruochen found many familiar figures.
The Talented Lady of the Holy Book, Canglan Martial Saint, Qiu Yu, the Destiny Corpse Emperor, Chu Siyuan, Xue Wuye, Lidi Monk, Wan Zhaoyi, Jiuyou Sword Saint, Moon Burial Sword Saint, Pei Yutian, Chen Wutian, Mentalist Buddhist Master, Han
Qiu, A Le, senior brother Qing Xiao, second senior brother Zhu Hongtao, third senior brother Wan Ke...
All the saints in the Kunlun world are in the army. Among them are Zhang Ruochen's enemies, Zhang Ruochen's friends, fellow apprentices, and confidants.
The talented lady with the holy book discovered Zhang Ruochen's figure among the army in Guanghan Realm. She first looked thoughtful, and then, as if she had figured out the reason, she sighed.
The saints from the Kunlun realm also saw Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi.
"Zhang Ruochen actually joined the Guanghan Realm and participated in the merit war on behalf of the Guanghan Realm. Doesn't he know that once the Guanghan Realm wins, it means that the Kunlun Realm will lose?" Qiu Yu stood in the army of saints and fanned.
Everyone's emotions were very directed against Zhang Ruochen.
"The only big world we can possibly defeat is the Guanghan World."
"Zhang Ruochen is a traitor. He betrayed the Kunlun Realm and is the common enemy of the Kunlun Realm."
"Don't let me meet him on the battlefield of merit, otherwise, I will kill him first."
The second senior brother Zhu Hongtao yelled: "What are you yelling about? My junior brother was forced out of the Kunlun Realm by the Queen, and he joined the Guanghan Realm as a last resort. It was not him... who attacked me secretly..."
Before Zhu Hongtao could finish speaking, he was attacked secretly and a bloody hole was stabbed in his back.
The army of saints in Kunlun Realm is in commotion, and any monk who dares to speak for Zhang Ruochen will be targeted and insulted.
In the end, the Chaos Army Lord released his holy power, which shocked everyone and made them quiet down.
Zhang Ruochen appeared calm and calm, as if he couldn't hear the insults.
Gradually, the army of saints from the Great Demon Realm of Ten Directions, Eight Tribes, and Tianmu Realm came to the entrance of the Holy Road one after another.
Among them, the Great Demon Shifang Realm is the most powerful. There are actually 500,000 saints, far exceeding the second-ranked Zifu Realm.
The Eight Tribes Realm is also very powerful. The number of saints is about 260,000.
The strength of Tianmu Realm is between that of Sword Prison Realm and Guanghan Realm, and the number of saints is about 130,000.
It can be said that the Great Demon Shifang Realm belongs to the first echelon, the Zifu Realm and the Babu Realm belong to the second echelon. The Sword Prison Realm, Tianmu Realm and Guanghan Realm belong to the third echelon, and the Kunlun Realm belongs to the fourth echelon.
"Are the Moon Gods joking? The strength of the Great Demon Shifang Realm is so terrifying, she actually asked me to lead the Guanghan Realm to win the first place in the Saint's Merit Battle." Zhang Ruochen felt quite a headache.
However, there must be a reason why the Moon God asked Zhang Ruochen to try his best to win the first place in the Saint Merit Battle. Perhaps, she knew some secrets and was worried that Guanghan Realm would be at the bottom.
Zhang Ruochen began to think about it, how can he win the first place in the Saint's Merit Battle?
Using conventional methods, there is obviously no chance.
After all, no matter how powerful he is, he is only one person, how can he compare with the enemy-killing efficiency of hundreds of thousands of saints?
Zhang Ruochen kept shaking his head, and finally gave up thinking and said to himself: "I won't think about this troublesome problem until we get to the merit battlefield."
Above the sky, an extremely sacred voice sounded: "The Holy Road is open."
A huge whirlpool appeared in front of the saints. Finally, the whirlpool turned into a circular holy door with a diameter of a hundred feet.
Standing outside the holy door, you can also see a long holy road in the door.
The other end of the holy road is connected to a red-yellow rock planet. That planet is located above the four world fragments of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, thousands of miles away from the ground.
An hour later, all the saints from the seven realms of Shatuo came to the rocky planet.
The sacred voice sounded again: "Send the saints from the seven realms to the battlefield of merit."
Immediately, two great saints from the Tianmu Realm, one male and one female, flew over the saints from the Guanghan Realm.
Among them, the handsome male great sage waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the hundreds of thousands of saints in Guanghan Realm were unable to control themselves and flew towards the four world fragments below, falling like raindrops towards
ground.
The four fragments of the world are so vast that all the saints in the Guanghan Realm are scattered. Even the two closest saints are probably thousands of miles apart and cannot get together in a short time.
At the same time, the saints from the other six realms also fell into the fragments of the four worlds.
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