God Emperor

About a thousand miles away from the ground, there was a layer of 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 can't carry a war treasure similar to the Holy Match into the battlefield of merit."

Zhang Ruochen didn't feel too pity. After all, the Shenglian Zhang was already in tatters and could be used once or twice at most.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had 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.

It can only be roughly judged 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.

"Stab it."

A purple thunderbolt as thick as a bucket flew out from a towering mountain, rushed high into the sky, and hit a saint, breaking 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 monk from the Rakshasa tribe 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 huge 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 were all male, and as expected, they were 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 teeth, 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.

"call--"

Zhang Ruochen breathed out a breath 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 voice of the Holy Flower of Eating resounded 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 the holy soul was shattered.

Then, the Sacred 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 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 100,000 points of merit. The average saint 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 Sacred Food Flower regards the twelve Rakshasa monks as nutrients and is sucking them.

Zhang Ruochen walked into the tribe and saw that all the humans had been killed, or rather eaten, and the ground was covered with white human bones.

On top of the tribe's altar, there was a large cauldron in which more than a dozen women and children were cooked. The meat was cooked to pieces, and the aroma of meat wafted out.

The scene in front of him made Zhang Ruochen's scalp numb, and he shouted: "Get out of here all of you."

A wave of sound surged in all directions, causing rocks to crack and vegetation to turn into ashes.

All the Rakshasa hidden in the ground were shaken and flew out.

There are more than thirty Rakshasa monks in total, some are in the semi-saint realm, and some are in the fish-dragon realm. Some of them were women from the Rakshasa tribe. As expected, all of them were extremely beautiful, with petite bodies, fair skin, and particularly seductive eyes.

One of the most beautiful Rakshasa women, who reached the realm of the ninth-level semi-saint, cast an illusion and walked towards Zhang Ruochen. Her clothes automatically fell to the ground, revealing her sexy and attractive figure.

"You dare to show off such a low-level illusion in front of me."

Zhang Ruochen punched out, causing the Rakshasa woman's head to explode.

Then, Zhang Ruochen thrust Shen Yuan's ancient sword into the ground, and the dense sword energy flew out of the sword body automatically and penetrated the bodies of the Rakshasa monks.

After a while, only dead bodies were left on the ground.

After collecting their blood, Zhang Ruochen handed the bodies to the Holy Food Flower for it to suck.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the shocking scenes in front of him, unable to calm down his emotions, activating the power of the Five Elements Chaos Body and mobilizing the power of the earth.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a large amount of mud and rocks poured out from the ground, burying the entire tribe.

Zhang Ruochen spent some time to refine all the soldiers of the Rakshasa monks into the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword. As soon as he stood up, he noticed specks of light flying over from the sky.

"Wow——"

Five messaging light talismans flew into Zhang Ruochen's hands, coming from Mu Lingxi, Wu Hao, Su Qingling, Bu Ji, and Han Qiu.

They were all asking for Zhang Ruochen's location and wanted to meet him.

"First help Lingxi find the Phoenix Nest and seize the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix." Zhang Ruochen made such a decision.

Except for Mu Lingxi's communication light talisman, Zhang Ruochen crushed all the other communication light talismans, turned them into jade powder, and scattered them on the ground.

Mu Lingxi told Zhang Ruochen that she was now in the Giant Whale River Basin in the southern world.

Zhang Ruochen first roughly estimated his location, then took out a map and quickly found the location of the Giant Whale River Basin on the map.

"It's 4.3 million miles apart, so far away."

Zhang Ruochen took out a communication light talisman and burned the next text: "Stay in the Giant Whale River Basin, find a safe area to hide, and wait for me."

Later, Zhang Ruochen injected a wisp of Mu Lingxi's holy aura into the inside of the communication light talisman, and then punched out the communication light talisman.

"Eating Saint Flower." Zhang Ruochen shouted.

The Holy Food Flower turned into a green vine more than ten feet long and appeared next to Zhang Ruochen. On the top of the vine, the flowers were in full bloom, looking particularly magnificent. There was a beautiful silhouette standing in the center of the flowers, saying in a soft voice: "Master, what are your orders?"

Zhang Ruochen threw the storage bag over and said: "In the bag, there is a map of the ancestral spirit world and two treasure bottles. Follow the map and take me to the Giant Whale River Basin."

"On the way, kill the Rakshasa monks, collect a drop of their blood or a wisp of their remaining souls, and put them into the vase."

"Put the soldiers and treasures on the Rakshasa monks into storage bags. Do you understand?"

"Master, what about you?" Food Saint Flower asked.

"I will go all out to refine the Holy Dew of Condensation and hit the realm of True Saint."

After giving the instructions, Zhang Ruochen entered the inner space of the space-time crystal and began to practice.

With the current level of cultivation of the Holy Flower, even if it encounters an ordinary true saint, it is still capable of fighting. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen is quite relieved about it.

If he really encounters an opponent that cannot be solved, Zhang Ruochen will naturally take action himself.

Just as the Saint's Merit War begins, on other battlefields, the Saint King's Merit War, the Great Sage's Merit War, and the God-level Merit War are also launched.

Of course, what the entire Heavenly World pays most attention to is the Meritorious Battle of Saints. After all, everyone knows the top Saint Kings and Great Saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo quite well about their strength and has detailed information about them.

Only the merit war of saints, few people paid attention to it in the past, saying that there might not necessarily be some great and proud man with the strength of a young saint or even a young god.

In particular, 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 Realms of Merit War" because they have a great sense of crisis.

If they cannot continue to climb up the rankings in the Western Universe, they will also participate in such a cruel merit battle 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.

All the major forces in Yushan Realm are 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, we in the 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."

From 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 great sage-level figures appearing and giving the same orders to the major forces.

In the heavenly world, the lower the ranking in the "All Worlds Merit List", the stronger the sense of crisis, and the stronger the desire to absorb geniuses from other big worlds.

After 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 lives.

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