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- Before entering the Holy Road, the Nine Spirits Great Sage gave each saint a storage bag.
There is a map and two treasure bottles in the storage bag.
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 Jiu Ling 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 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, like a wave of waves, surged over from afar.
Immediately, about 150,000 saints rushed out of the holy cloud and fell to the ground.
They are arranged neatly, and most of the saints are carrying a holy sword on their backs, and the aura exuding from their bodies is quite cold.
There are four figures standing in the sky above the army of 150,000 saints. The holy power that bursts out from them is 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 prison 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, the seven realms of Shatuo, all set foot on the battlefield to fight against the hell realm. Together, How can you kill the enemy and attack your own people?"
The Great Sage Nine Spirits snorted: "In that battle of merit 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."
Seven-Headed Dragon Lord 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.
A moment later, 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 in the Purple Mansion Realm directly joined the army of saints in the Sword Prison Realm, forming an extremely huge momentum. The holy light on all the saints was 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 Nine Spirits Great Sage said: "The Kunlun Realm is so weak. With the two realms joining together, 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 them again.
After all, the Nine Spirits Great Sage is right. The Kunlun Realm is too weak. With the strength of their two realms,Conventional methods obviously have 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. Finally, he gave up thinking and said to himself: "I won't think about this troublesome issue until we get to the merit battlefield."
In the sky above, an extremely sacred voice sounded: "The holy road is opened."
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 that there is 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.
That sacred voice sounded again: "Send the saints from the seven realms to enter the battlefield of merit."
Immediately, two great saints from the Tianmu Realm, a man and a woman, flew over the saints from the Guanghan Realm.
Among them, the handsome male saint waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the hundred thousand saints in the Guanghan Realm were out of control 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 fragments of the four worlds.
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