About a thousand miles away from the ground, there is a world light wall. When passing through this place, Zhang Ruochen heard an explosion in his chest.
"Bang."
An invisible force tore into pieces the sacred seal given to Zhang Ruochen by Yan Liren.
"Sure enough, you cannot carry war treasures similar to the Holy Match into the battlefield of merit."
Zhang Ruochen didn¡¯t feel too pity. After all, the Holy Syndrome was already in tatters and could be used once or twice at most.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen has been observing Mu Lingxi's direction.
The distance between him and Mu Lingxi is increasing, and it has exceeded 100,000 miles. Even if he uses his mental power, he cannot detect her location.
We can only roughly judge that Mu Lingxi is in the southeast direction of him, and both of them fell into the southern world of the ancestral spirit world.
The saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo were attacked from the ground just after passing through the light wall of the world.
"It's stabbed."
A purple thunderbolt as thick as a bucket flew out from a towering mountain, rushed into the sky, hit a saint, and broke him into pieces.
A Rakshasa man nearly three meters tall threw a golden spear, carrying an evil force, flying eight hundred miles into the sky and piercing the body of a saint.
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Before entering the battlefield of merit, a bloody battle had already broken out. Many saints were caught off guard and died unexpectedly.
Zhang Ruochen was also attacked. A Rakshasa monk threw a stone mountain more than 100 meters high and hit him.
Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes, and two light shuttles shot out of his pupils and hit the stone mountain.
"Boom."
The stone mountain exploded into pieces and fell to the earth.
"It's so powerful. You can penetrate the stone mountain with the light of your eyes."
There were a total of twelve Rakshasa monks on the ground. They found that Zhang Ruochen was a ruthless character that they could not handle, so they immediately wanted to escape.
"Boom."
Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, creating a huge crater dozens of feet tall.
That giant pit was right in front of the twelve Rakshasa monks.
"One saint, eleven half-saints, not bad." Zhang Ruochen glanced at them and nodded lightly.
The twelve Rakshasa monks are all male, and as expected, they are all extremely ugly as recorded in the book.
The Rakshasa who had reached the realm of a saint had a pair of bone wings on his back, his eyes were bigger than Xiao Hei, and his nose was very collapsed, like a gorilla's nose, revealing a set of large and uneven fangs, and roared. :"kill him."
Eleven Half-Saints took action at the same time, grabbed heavy soldiers, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
The Rakshasa, who was in the saint realm, spread out a pair of bone wings and flew back quickly, trying to escape.
"Huh¡ª¡ª"
Zhang Ruochen exhaled from his mouth and turned into a storm. Hundreds of wind blades flew out together with the storm. In an instant, they tore the eleven Rakshasa semi-saints into pieces.
"A middle-level saint also wants to escape from under my nose."
Zhang Ruochen's thoughts moved, and immediately, Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out.
"Master, I'm coming."
The sound of eating the Holy Flower sounded in Zhang Ruochen's body.
A vine rushed out from Zhang Ruochen's back and struck the Rakshasa saint. With just one blow, his body was broken into two halves, and his holy soul was shattered.
Afterwards, the Holy Food Flower rolled up the body of the Rakshasa saint, dragged it back, and threw it heavily in front of Zhang Ruochen with a bang.
Zhang Ruochen took out a treasure vase, collected a drop of blood from each of the twelve corpses, and put it into the treasure vase.
"The merit value of a semi-saint is ten to one thousand points."
"The merit value of a saint is from one thousand to one hundred thousand points."
"In other words, the weakest saint in the lower realm has a merit value of one thousand points. The most powerful saint has a merit value of 100,000 points. It is estimated that he must be the kind of saint who can compete with the half-step holy king. It only has one hundred thousand points of merit. The average saint probably only has tens of thousands of merit points."
"It is better to kill Rakshasa with a high level to collect merit points faster."
Zhang Ruochen observed the surrounding environment and found that this was a primitive old forest with a human tribe nearby.
The Holy Flower of Eating took the twelve Rakshasa monks as nourishment.??There are also their details.
Only the merit war of saints, few people paid attention to it in the past, saying that there might not necessarily be some extraordinary pride of heaven, with the strength of a young great sage, or even a young god.
Especially the Western Universe ranks eighth from the bottom, ninth from the bottom, tenth from the bottom These big worlds pay the most attention to the "Seven Worlds of Merit War" because they have a great sense of crisis.
If they are unable to continue to climb up the rankings in the Western Universe, they will also participate in such a cruel battle of merit in the future to determine the life and death of the Mother Realm.
The eighth-to-last world in the Western Universe is called the Yushan World.
The major forces in Yushan Realm are all looking at the battlefield mirror image of the saint's meritorious battle.
A holy figure with a height of more than two thousand feet appeared on the earth and said: "Everyone should focus on the saint-level geniuses in Kunlun Realm and Guanghan Realm, and record their names in the book. These two realms are the most valuable. It may be selected as a new battlefield. At that time, our Yushan Realm can secretly contact those geniuses and let them join the Yushan Realm to increase the strength of the Yushan Realm."
"Joining the Yushan Realm is better than staying in a world that is bound to be destroyed. They will definitely not refuse."
In the Yuanze Insect Realm, which is ranked ninth from the bottom, and the Wancheng Realm, which is the tenth from the bottom, there are also figures of the Great Sage level appearing and giving the same orders to the major forces.
In the heavenly world, the lower the ranking in the "Millennium Merit List", the stronger the sense of crisis, and the greater the desire to absorb geniuses from other big worlds.
When the Ancestral Spirit World was chosen as the battlefield, many saints, saint kings, and even great saints defected to other great worlds.
Of course, monks who have joined other big worlds, except for particularly outstanding geniuses, have a very low status and will suffer a lot of looks. They will be looked down upon wherever they go. The only advantage is that they can save their own lives.
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