God Emperor

Latest website: More than half of the strong men from the Seven Realms of Shatuo and the Rakshasa Clan gathered in the area where the ninety-nine holy mountains are located, fighting endlessly. At a glance, it can be seen that the Rakshasa Clan has an absolute advantage. .

The saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo can only form formations for passive defense.

Only a few top experts were able to launch a certain degree of counterattack against the Rakshasa clan, but in the end, they were all suppressed.

There were already a large number of Rakshasa Marquises gathered in the Ancestral Spirit Realm, and later the Rakshasa Princess dispatched three million troops. Therefore, in terms of numbers, the Rakshasa clan far exceeded the Seven Shatuo Realms.

Even if Ling Yan Mo Fei, Wu Hao, Fang Yi, Wan Zhaoyi and others made arrangements in advance and took the initiative to launch an attack on the Rakshasa tribe's camp, they only had the upper hand in the early stages of the battle. As the Rakshasa Marquis' army stabilized The pace was fully counterattacked.

On the battlefield, saints from the seven realms of Shatuo continued to fall in a pool of blood.

A hundred thousand saints from the Guanghan Realm entered the merit battlefield. That day, the momentum was so magnificent. But at this moment, Zhang Ruochen looked at this land and made some estimates. The total number of saints from the Guanghan Realm who are still alive is only about 30,000. .

Even if you include those saints who have not entered the ninety-nine holy mountains, the number is estimated to be less than 50,000.

Most of the saints of a big world were killed in the battle. It can be imagined how tragic this battle was. If they continued to fight, the whole army might really be annihilated.

The other six big worlds also suffered heavy losses. There were corpses under their feet, and close friends and senior brothers they knew were constantly being beaten to death.

Demon Concubine Lingyan rode a demon dragon with a body that was dozens of miles long, and led a dozen holy kings from the Great Demon's Ten Directions Realm to launch a charge, killing the Rakshasa clansmen and leaving behind hundreds of corpses in an instant. The corpse of the marquis.

You know, there are 500,000 saints in the Great Demon's Ten Directions Realm who have entered the Ancestral Spirit Realm. Within three months, more than a dozen saints have broken through to the realm of the Holy King. It can be said to be very normal.

"On the outskirts of the ninety-nine holy mountains, there are formation saint masters from the Rakshasa tribe who have set up a thousand-star formation. With your cultivation, you still can't kill them."

Yang Qi held a flame halberd and flew out from the Rakshasa army. The pair of black wings on his back were swaying gently, and he stared at the Spirit Flame Demon Concubine opposite with a smile.

Yang Qi has a supreme and perfect physique, and his combat power can defeat the One-Step Saint King. He can be called the second-ranking figure in the Rakshasa clan, second only to the Rakshasa Princess in status.

Unlike Lingquan Shaojun, Yang Qi is calm and intelligent in situations. When Princess Rakshasa is not around, he is the one who controls the Marquis Rakshasa army.

Therefore, even if the Rakshasa tribe's camp was attacked and besieged by the seven world saints, they quickly fought back.

"Yesterday's sneak attack caused heavy casualties to our clan. Therefore, all the saints from the Seven Realms of Shatuo should be left here to be buried with them."

One after another, the holy kings of the Rakshasa clan flew into the air and gathered with Yang Qi.

The number of holy kings is actually double that of the Great Demon in the Ten Directions Realm.

The battlefield where dozens of holy kings gathered became a restricted area. The saints and Rakshasa Marquis who had not reached the realm of holy kings retreated to the distance. Once a fierce battle breaks out between figures of the Holy King level, the aftermath can kill them.

"If you want us to be buried with you, we have to see if you have the ability."

The Demon Concubine of Spirit Flame looked very heroic, slowly raising her jade arms, and immediately, two balls of spirit dragon fire burst out from her palms, just as she was about to fight out the dragon fire.

I saw a dark red evil cloud coming from the distance. In an instant, the entire world turned dark red, and deafening roars came from the clouds.

In front of the evil clouds, the Nine Nether Sword Master was flying away quickly with his nine swords, cursing: "Is it over yet? You are too focused on me, I have the ability to fight alone."

"Who will fight you alone? If you don't want to die a miserable death, it's best to kill yourself in front of me immediately."

"You can't escape. If you injure Her Highness the Princess, you will only die."

"Hand it over, you old stick, you must have robbed Her Royal Highness of the Princess's treasure."

...? The Jiuyou Sword Master was on the verge of tears. He always felt that there was a big misunderstanding between him and the Rakshasa clan. Unfortunately, there was no chance to explain. Besides, even if I explained it, it would probably be of little use.

Seeing the area where dozens of holy kings gathered, Jiuyou Sword Master rushed over with all his strength.

"Damn it."

When the Demon Concubine of Spirit Flame saw the overwhelming evil clouds and mist, her face became quite ugly. It was too late to retreat now, so she had to try to stay calm and shoot out the two balls of spirit dragon fire in her hands.

"Boom."

A moment later, the Holy Dao Qi in that area shook violently. Thunder, lightning, flames, wind and snow, and holy weapons collided together, causing several surrounding holy mountains to shake violently.

On the top of Qifeng Holy Mountain, Zhang Ruochen looked very calm, his heavenly eyes flickering between his brows, carefully observing the thousand-star formation outside the ninety-nine holy mountains.

Moyin raised his snow-white chin, looked up at the sky, and said: "It seems that there are many mountains suspended in the sky, covering the world where the ninety-nine holy mountains are located."

"They are not mountains, but asteroids summoned from the starry sky near the ancestral spirit world. There are thousands of them, each one is dozens of miles long. Once all those asteroids fall, all living things within a radius of thousands of miles will probably die.哏哓, it is indeed the Thousand Stars Formation." Zhang Ruochen said.

Moyin felt surprised and said: "How much mental power is needed to arrange such a terrifying formation?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "At least the fifty-fifth level Holy King of Spiritual Power cannot be arranged. There should be a Formation Holy Master of the Rakshasa tribe hiding in the ancestral spirit world. The only way is to find him and kill him. Only he can break the Thousand Stars Formation. Without breaking the Thousand Stars Formation, the Saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo will only die, and they will definitely not be able to survive the last half-day of the Saints' Merit Battle."

Moyin asked: "Master plans to do this?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't answer her and fell into silence.

Seeing the saints from the Seven Realms of Shatuo falling in a pool of blood one after another, like trapped animals, being hunted by the Rakshasa clan, Zhang Ruochen naturally wanted to do something to break the predicament for everyone.

However, Zhang Ruochen knew very well that the purpose of coming to the Ancestral Spirit Realm this time was to compete for the first place in the battle for the saint's merits in the Guanghan Realm.

There is only the last half day left before the Saint's Merit Battle ends.

By tonight, it will be over.

As long as he got through this half day safely, he would have completed his mission.

"Can the saints of the Seven Realms of Shatuo survive half a day?" Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself.

Heavenly realm, Shatuo heavenly realm.

The monks in the seven worlds all looked at the battlefield scene in the sky and saw saints falling one after another. Even the eyes of the great saints were red, and they wanted to rush to the ancestral spirit world immediately and kill the Marquis of Rakshasa's army. Gotta be clean.

However, they cannot go to the ancestral spirit world.

This battle of merit is very unfair. The number of strong men in the hell realm far exceeds that in the heaven realm, reaching twice or even close to three times.

"All the saints from the Seven Realms of Shatuo have become abandoned sons. Do you want us to watch them be slaughtered before our eyes?"

"Obviously only the Holy Master of Formation can arrange a thousand-star formation. With such a powerful Rakshasa appearing in the ancestral spirit world, are the gods in the Temple of Merit blind? Are we not going to end this battle of merit?"

A great saint from Guanghan Realm was so angry that he couldn't help but insult the gods.

Because just before, he watched four of his direct disciples and twelve tribesmen, all killed by strong men from the Rakshasa tribe, including his most beloved daughter, and he naturally felt extremely aggrieved and resentful.

The three giants of the Guanghan Realm, the Nine Spirits Great Sage, the Great Emperor Nirvana, and Wu Zu, realized that something was wrong and scolded them at the same time: "Be bold, don't blaspheme the gods..."

Unfortunately, it was too late. A vast divine cloud appeared in the sky above the Moon Mountain. Thunder and lightning intertwined in the clouds, giving birth to a terrifying divine power.

If any monk dares to insult the gods, the gods will know it immediately and impose divine punishment.

Although the heavenly realm has great restrictions on gods and cannot interfere in the battles between monks, if there are monks who dare to provoke the gods, the gods can naturally punish them and kill them.

From the divine cloud, a majestic and sacred voice came out: "The great sage Yukong of the Guanghan Realm, insulting the gods is punishable by death."

The Great Sage Yukong stood on the Moon Mountain without any trace of fear. He looked up at the sky and shouted: "How can we not scold God for being unfair? I am scolding you. Not only did you interfere in the war of merit, but you also refused to save me. Shatuo How many saints from the Seven Realms died on that land, don't you feel guilty in your heart? Or, in the eyes of God, the saints are just ants, just insignificant chess pieces."

God, there is no answer.

However, the divine power that burst out from the divine cloud became even more powerful. Thunder and lightning, like dozens of divine dragons flying, bombarded the Great Sage Yukong below.

In the Moon God Mountain, all the great sages were very angry, but they dared not speak out.

The other party is a god. Once he is angered, the entire Moon God Mountain will probably disappear.

Seeing that the Great Sage Yukong was about to die under divine punishment.

"Wow"

A bright moon flew from the sky and appeared over the Moon God Mountain. I saw a beautiful woman wearing moon-white divine clothes, standing in the center of the bright moon, stretching out a snow-white finger and pointing towards the divine cloud in the sky.

"Boom."

All the power of divine punishment collapsed and disappeared.

Seeing the woman standing in the bright moon, the great saints on the Moon God Mountain all showed joy, as if the savior had appeared. They rushed out of the hall and bowed and saluted: "Greetings to the Moon God, and welcome the Moon God back to heaven." ?The Moon God's face was cold, and he had an unearthly temperament. The divine light emanating from his body was as bright as the bright moon. He said, "I want to kill the great sage of the Guanghan Realm. Do I agree?"

The divine voice spreads throughout heaven and earth.