After about half a day, Shen Yuan Gu Jian flew back and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

The holy soldiers on the puppet battlefield have all been refined and absorbed by it. The number of inscriptions in the sword body has reached more than 13,000. The grade of Shen Yuan's ancient sword has been greatly improved.

"Reaching the level of Wanwen Holy Artifact, Shen Yuan's ancient sword's ascension speed really became slower." Zhang Ruochen secretly said.

You must know that the number of sacred warriors on the battlefield is more than a thousand, but it only adds more than three thousand inscriptions to the ancient sword of Shen Yuan.

Obviously, after being promoted to the Wanwen Sacred Artifact, the inscriptions on the inner body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword became more advanced. If you want to upgrade the grade, you will need more and more sacred artifacts.

The roots, vines, and leaves of the sacred flower are spread all over this world, and every effort is made to absorb the nutrients in the soil and air. At every moment, its state of cultivation is rapidly improving.

I passed half a day again.

The cultivation of eating the sacred flower reaches the realm, reaching the pinnacle of the true sage.

The rate at which it absorbs nutrients gradually becomes slower, and the fruit on the top of the vine seems to have grown to the limit and has not continued to increase.

In this day, Zhang Ruochen was also practicing naturally, and he refined close to 500 drops of Ningzhen Shenglu, one step closer to the real state of true sacredness.

Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the spar of time and space and came to the bottom of the vine that ate holy flowers, and said, "Go! Go to the wormhole."

"Master, give me a few more days, so that I can absorb all the nutrients here, saying that it may not be able to impact the most holy realm." The voice of food holy flower came from the vine.

Zhang Ruochen knew that time was very urgent and said, "I came to the ancestral spirit world to fight and kill. How can there be so much time to cultivate? Now, we must go down the wormhole and immediately go to the giant whale river basin.

The time for the merit war was three months. Now more than twenty days have passed, and the remaining days are precious.

Zhang Ruochen took out the golden step dragon cymbal, boarded it, and moved the divine spirit to inspire the soul shadows of nine golden dragons, and then rushed towards the wormhole.

He sat in the dragon's grate, Zhang Ruochen took out the treasure bottle and took a sip of Ningzhen Shenglu.

Next, when you are on the road, you must refine Ningzhen Shenglu, and when you are fighting, you must refine Ningzhen Shenglu. Only in this way can you reach the true sacred state faster.

It was not reconciling to eat the holy flower, but he kept up with it. A root whisker dozens of miles long stretched out of the soil and quickly extended forward, as if hundreds of legs and feet were running.

Many forces in the heavenly circles are paying attention to Zhang Ruochen's every move, and he was surprised to see he rushed to the wormhole by himself.

快 "Look at it, Zhang Ruochen went straight to the wormhole, did he want to fight against Rakshasa alone?"

"Although the Rakshasa below the Marquis has been withdrawn. However, there are six or seven hundred Raksha Marquis stationed near the wormhole, and it is by no means a single person."

"It is estimated that he was in a hurry to rush to the whale river basin to exchange merit values, so he had to fight hard."

Uh ...

The day before yesterday, Zhang Ruochen was alone against more than a hundred Marquis of Rakshasa, killing them almost completely, and it was indeed quite powerful.

However, attacking the wormhole is another matter, so no one is optimistic about this battle, and everyone feels that the best result is that Zhang Ruochen returns from the feathers and successfully escapes.

Even greater possibility is that there is no chance to escape.

He came to the field five hundred miles away from the wormhole, Zhang Ruochen looked forward, and saw that the whole world was full of chaotic power, and the earth was ruined.

Yesterday, a war broke out between the saints of the sword and prison and the army of the Raksha clan, and there are still many incomplete corpses scattered on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so that Jinbu Longyu stopped, and then he sent out a spirit to explore the past.

"The Saints of the Sword and Prison Realm actually broke through the 11-tier defense array, and they helped me clear up a lot of trouble."

The Nuo Raksha clan arranged a lot of array inscriptions in this area, making this place like a copper wall and iron wall. It is no wonder that the All Saints in the Sword and Prison Realm were killed by almost all the army.

There are a lot of incomplete matrix inscriptions on the ground, and further away, there are complete inscriptions to block Zhang Ruochen's mental power.

"How many defensive formations are there? How many attack formations are there?"

Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of the sea-ocean tactics of the Raksha clan, but the attacking formation and the return of nine or nine return can still pose a huge threat to him.

The Rakshasa, who were stationed near the wormhole, naturally found Zhang Ruochen, a powerful figure that appeared behind the defensive formation.

Yesterday, the third-level marquis with a silver lion face who escaped from Zhang Ruochen stepped out from the inside of the defensive array. His burly body stood on the top of a small hill and roared, "Human, you are the initiative Come to death? "

Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, took out the blue sky bow and day arrow, and aimed at the silver-haired lion.

The silver lion was very aware of the power of Qingtian Bow and Day Arrow, and cursed "Damn", and then fled back to the inside of the defensive formation.

"嘣!"

Day Arrow almost chased behind the silver-haired lion's ass, hitting the void, and then a layer of defensive formation appeared, like a layer of translucent light wall, with chains floating up and down.

With a bang, the chain on the light wall violently vibrated, forming a vortex, blocking the day arrows.

"Escape fast."

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his hand and retracted Day Arrow.

With this arrow, Zhang Ruochen not only wants to shoot the silver lion, but also wants to try the strength of the defensive formation.

Inside the defensive formation, the marquises of the Raksha tribe, for the first time, saw the silver-haired lion so embarrassed and scared.

The silver-haired lion felt very embarrassed. A pair of silver pupils burst out a little flame and shouted, "Kill him."

At a height of fifty feet above the ground, the inscriptions emerged in the air, condensing into an attacking array in the air.

Affected by the attack, the whole sky burned and turned red. In the center of the attack, a figure of up to 300 feet was gathered, with wings on his back, like a Rakshasa demon.

"Wow--"

He spit out a red-gold fireball in the mouth of the Rakshasa demon, and bombarded it in the direction of Zhang Ruochen.

The high temperature contained in the fireball made the sage flower unbearable. Its leaves burned, so it was necessary to quickly shrink the body and try to avoid being attacked by the formation.

Zhang Ruochen stood up, and the holy spirit in his body moved quickly, his hands grasping toward the void.

"Space distortion."

的 The fireball that fell straight, immediately deflected, and fell out of miles.

"Boom."

The earth shook violently, and then, a layer of golden fire waves poured out in all directions and extended to five hundred miles away.

The whole world is like a sea of ​​fire.

"do you died?"

All the Marquis of Rakshasa stared at the sea of ​​fire tightly. Suddenly, nine golden dragons pulled a holy car and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, rushing towards the defensive array at a hundred times the speed of sound.

The silver-haired lion clenched his teeth, and said, "Look for death, is it possible for you to break the defensive array with a single blow? Continue to use the attack array and kill this person anyway."

The Rakshasa demon standing at the center of the attacking array opened his eyes, flew out two pillars of flame, and struck Jinbulongyu.

Zhang Ruochen stood at the top of Jin Bulong's cymbal, and went all out to mobilize the space force. His finger swept forward, and he meditated, "Break me apart."

"Wow."

The puppet space was torn out of a huge mouth, which was more than 300 meters long and more than 50 meters wide. It flew forward and broke through the defensive array.

Soon after, Jin Bulong rushed in.

Then, a loud scream rang, and a Marquis of Rakshasa was knocked down and flew out. They could not stop Long 辇 at all. Some of the Marquis Rakshasa were crushed into **** mud and broken corpses and died directly.

The root of the sacred flower was entangled on the golden step dragon owl, and the vine flew out.

"噗嗤."

The vine was sharper than the spear, penetrated the sacred body of a fifth-class marquis, and then rushed to another marquis of Rakshasa.

The sacrifice sacred flower specially selects such strong men as the sixth marquis, fifth marquis, and fourth marquis. Every time one of them is killed, the sacred corpse is dragged back, and the root blood must be used to **** the sacred blood and sacred power in the sacred corpse.

Zhang Ruochen joined forces with the sacred flower, killing the Marquis of Rakshasa and turning over, and in a moment, dozens of Marquis died.

"It's never only our Rakshas who devour other beings, and no other can eat us."

The silver lion shouted, took out an iron whip with the level of the sacred artifact, inspired the iron whip's full strength, and smashed towards the food holy flower.

Obviously eating the sacred flower was also aware of the danger, and its own power completely burst out. Numerous lightning filaments poured out, wrapping the vines and leaves, and smashing at the silver-haired lion.

"Boom."

The vine and the iron whip collided together ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ A chaotic force of power poured out toward the four sides.

After a short while, Shengshenghua and the iron whip entangled and pitted each other, making it difficult to separate them.

The sage-eating flower lives in Zhang Ruochen's body, and the two are inextricably linked. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen can clearly feel that the situation of sage-eating flower is not good. The full force erupted from the iron whip has wounded it, and the injury is still getting worse.

Zhang Ruochen took a leap and jumped from the golden step dragon cymbal. When flying in the air, he summoned the ancient sword of Shen Yuan and grabbed it in his hand. A sword was chopped down towards the silver-haired lion.

The powerful sword energy turned into a sword light waterfall with a length of more than 1,000 meters, which drooped down.

The silver-haired lion's face changed, he quickly withdrew the iron whip, and his wrists quickly trembled. Then, the iron whip became thicker and thicker, like a steel dragon spiraling upward, trying to block Zhang Ruochen's attack.

"Boom."

何 How terrible the power of Shen Yuan's ancient sword broke off, and directly cut off the iron whip of the sacred artifact level. A sword split the silver lion's holy body into two halves and flew out in both directions.

Crimson blood splashed Zhang Ruochen.

With Zhang Ruochen's current fighting power, Shen Yuan's ancient sword's indomitable destruction, and general holiness, he couldn't stop the sword he was going all out.

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