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- After arriving at a safe area, Zhang Ruochen placed the seventh-level Marquis and Qing Mo on the ground.
Immediately, he mobilized the holy energy and injected it into the twelve beads on his wrist. The twelve beads flew up, suspended in twelve directions, and covered an area of ??100 feet in radius.
The seventh-level Marquis had fainted and fell on the thick fallen leaves like a dead pig.
Zhang Ruochen's face became serious, and he stretched out a finger and pressed it between his eyebrows. A powerful spiritual force rushed out from the fingertips and entered the sea of ??consciousness of the seventh-level Marquis to explore his memory.
The surface of the sea of ??consciousness of the seventh-level marquis was covered with a dark purple halo, which resisted Zhang Ruochen's mental power.
"In order to prevent important information from being stolen, the big shot of the Rakshasa tribe actually sealed his sea of ??consciousness."
Subsequently, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the pure fire of annihilation in the sea of ????qi, condensed it into a flame spike, and rushed into the eyebrows of the seventh-level marquis along with his mental power, carefully refining the dark purple halo on the surface of the sea of ??consciousness.
"Boom."
The pure fire of destruction burned through the dark purple halo. Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Ruochen's mental power successfully broke in and searched for valuable information in the sea of ??consciousness.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen retracted his fingers and started thinking.
"It turns out that a powerful figure like Feng Xinghou is just a subordinate of Young Master Lingquan. That Young Master Lingquan is the real powerful character."
"But why did Young Master Lingquan order the capture of the talented girl with the holy book? What value does the talented girl with the holy book have to him?"
In the memory of the seventh-level marquis, Zhang Ruochen discovered many important things, including information about some of the top figures in the Rakshasa clan.
??Princess Rakshasa, Young Master Lingquan, Marquis Xianjing, Marquis Shengjian
Among them, Lingquan Shaojun is another quite terrifying existence. He commands ten first-class marquises and has an extraordinary status in the Rakshasa clan.
What puzzles Zhang Ruochen even more is that he himself seems to be Lingquan Shaojun¡¯s target.
"A descendant of a Rakshasa monarch came to the Ancestral Spirit Realm in the Doomsday Battlefield stage. He was not looking for the Phoenix Nest, but was looking for me and the Holy Book Talented Girl. Why on earth?"
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and meditated, always feeling like he was about to figure out the reason, but at a certain place his thoughts were suddenly interrupted and a contradiction appeared.
Finally, Zhang Ruochen shook his head, stretched out his finger again, and pressed the forehead of the seventh-level marquis.
This time, Zhang Ruochen discovered another layer of purple halo deeper in the sea of ??consciousness of the seventh-level marquis, which was stronger than the outer layer.
"Is there a bigger secret locked away?"
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire to crack it again.
As soon as the Purifying Divine Fire burned through the purple halo, the body of the seventh-level marquis began to tremble violently. Then, there was a roar in the air sea, and a destructive force burst out from the inside out.
"Space collapses."?
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed slightly, he suddenly stepped back, and pressed his hands forward, shattering the space within ten feet of the seventh-level marquis.
The body of the seventh-level Marquis had just exploded, and before the destructive power in the body was released, it was swallowed up by the broken space and disappeared into the void space.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out an arm to block the surging energy, with a solemn expression on his face: "I can't find out what other secrets the Rakshasa tribe hides? Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise, I would definitely suffer a big loss."
After the space regained stability, Zhang Ruochen took out the merit book wall and placed it under the twelve Buddhist beads.
Seeing the merit book wall, Qing Mo's eyes widened, and he immediately rushed over, touched the wall, and said: "The merit book wall is actually a merit book wall Zhang Ruochen, you actually took it from the holy mountain. The merits are recorded on the wall, great, now the Kunlun world is saved!"?
"What does it have to do with the Kunlun Realm?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Immediately, Qing Mo calmed down and remained silent.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Rakshasa blood and remnant souls he had just collected and placed them next to the merit book wall. Immediately, the merit value of Guanghan Realm increased by another 370,000 points.
Three hundred and seventy thousand points is already a huge number. Many saints will not be able to collect so many merit points in their entire lives.
" However, the gap between the Guanghan Realm and the Great Demon Shifang Realm is too big. Even with Zhang Ruochen's strength alone, he can't surpass the past by attacking and killing the Marquis of Rakshasa without stopping.
Three hundred and seventy thousand merit points seem a bit insignificant.
"There are only two ways now."
"First, secretly contact the saints of Guanghan Realm to"The Rakshasa clan is also the leader in the way of spiritual power in the entire universe, and they must be very interested in the Holy Book of Confucian Ancestor. Apart from this, I can't think of other possibilities."
Suddenly, the space above the swamp shook violently.
Immediately, a fireball with a diameter of ten feet came over and hit each of the words.
"Boom."
Thousands of words were bombarded and flew out. One of the true saints of the Ministry of War was hit by the fireball and flew directly out, turned into a ball of blood and mud, and died on the spot.
"No, the strong men from the Rakshasa tribe are catching up with me again."
Canglan Martial Saint and a dozen military domain kings rushed forward and stood in front of spiritual monks such as Chu Siyuan and Yue Shuzi. They took out each piece of holy weapon and prepared for it.
"Ha ha."
Laughter came out.
Lingquan Shaojun was wearing a black thunder armor, and his burly body was revealed in the swamp, like a peerless demon god, striding forward.
The cold air that can freeze a saint to death and the flames that can burn a saint to death will automatically dissipate when they enter within ten feet of Ling Quan Shaojun, and cannot hurt him at all.
"You can escape from the eyes and ears of the Rakshasa tribe by escaping into the Bipolar Swamp? You are too naive."
Young Master Lingquan smiled disdainfully, and then said: "The Confucian and Taoist monks stand on the left, and the martial arts monks stand on the right. If you are obedient, you may still have a way to survive today." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel. com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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