The Spirit Flame Demon Concubine seemed full of heroic spirit, and her jade arms slowly raised. Then, two balls of spiritual dragon fire surged out from her palm, just as she was about to knock out the dragon fire.

I saw a dark red evil cloud fog surged over from a distance. In an instant, the whole world turned dark red, and a series of deafening roars came from the clouds.

In front of the evil sword, the Nine Nether Sword Saint was driving the Nine Swords and flew quickly, yelling insults: "Is it over? You are too targeting me, you have the ability to fight alone."

"Who fights alone with you? If you don't want to die too badly, it's better to commit suicide immediately in front of me."

"You can't escape. If you hurt Your Highness the Princess, there is only one way to die."

"Take it over, you old stick, must have snatched His Highness the Princess' treasure."

…? The Nine Nether Sword Saint wanted to cry but didn't cry. He always felt that there was a big misunderstanding between him and the Rakshasa clan. Unfortunately, there was no chance to explain at all. Besides, even if it was explained, it would probably be useless.

Seeing the area where dozens of holy kings gathered, the Nine Nether Sword Saint rushed over with all his strength.

"Damn it."

The Lingyan Demon Concubine saw the evil sword clouds that were overwhelming, and her face became quite ugly. It was too late to retreat now, so she had to try her best to remain calm and knock out the two balls of spiritual dragon fire in her hand.

"Rumbling."

After a moment, the holy road energy in that area shook violently, and thunder, lightning, flames, wind and snow, and holy artifacts collided, causing several holy mountains around to shake violently.

At the top of Qifeng Holy Mountain, Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm, with the sky eyes on his eyebrows flashing, and carefully observed the Thousand Star Array outside the ninety-nine Holy Mountains.

Mo Yin leaned down on her snow-white chin and looked up at the sky, saying, "It seems that there are many mountains floating in the sky, wrapping up the world where ninety-nine holy mountains are located."

"It's not a mountain, but asteroids summoned from the starry sky near the ancestral spirit world. There are thousands of asteroids, each of which is dozens of miles long. Once all the asteroids fall, creatures with a radius of thousands of miles will probably die. Gen is worthy of being the Thousand Star Formation." Zhang Ruochen said.

Mo Yin felt surprised and said, "How powerful mental power is needed to deploy such a terrifying formation?"

"have no idea."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "At least the fifty-fifth level of spiritual power, the Holy King of Spiritual Power, must not be able to set it up. There should be a formation master of the Rakshasa clan hiding in the ancestral spirit realm. Only by finding him out and killing him can we break the Thousand Star Formation. Without breaking the Thousand Star Formation, the saints in the Seven Realms of Shatuo will only be dead, and we will definitely not be able to survive the last half day of the saint's merit battle."

Moyin asked, "Master is going to do this?"

Zhang Ruochen did not answer her and fell into silence.

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

However, Zhang Ruochen knew very well that the purpose of coming to the ancestral spirit world this time was to fight for the merits of the saints for Guanghan Realm.

There is only half a day left before the end of the saint's merit war.

It's time to end by midnight tonight.

As long as he spends this half day safely, he will have completed the task.

"Can the saints of Shatuo's seven realms last for half a day?" Zhang Ruochen recited to himself.

Heavenly Court Realm, Shatuo Heavenly Realm.

The monks from the seven worlds all looked at the battlefield scenes in the sky and saw one saint after another falling down. Even the great saints had their eyes red, and they wanted to rush to the ancestral spirit world immediately and kill the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa.

However, they cannot go to the ancestral spirit world.

This merit battle is very unfair. The number of strong people on the Hell Realm is far more than that on the Heavenly Realm, reaching twice or even close to three times.

"All the saints of the seven realms of Shatuo have been abandoned. Is this what we want to watch them slaughtered?"

"It is obvious that only the formation master can arrange the Thousand Star Formation. Such a powerful Rakshasa appears in the ancestral spirit world. Are the gods in the Temple of Merit blind? Is this merit battle not over yet?"

A great saint from Guanghan Realm was extremely angry and couldn't help but insult the gods.

Because just before, he saw his four personal disciples and twelve tribe members, all of whom were killed by the powerful people of the Rakshasa clan, including his most beloved daughter, and naturally felt extremely frustrated and resentful.

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

Unfortunately, it was too late. A vast divine cloud appeared above Yueshen Mountain, and the sky was filled with thunder and lightning, raising a terrifying divine power.

Any monk dares to insult the gods, the gods will know as soon as possible and will be punished by divine punishment.

Although the Heavenly Court has great restrictions on gods and cannot interfere in the fight between monks, if some monks dare to provoke gods on their own initiative, the gods can naturally bring down divine punishments and kill them.

A majestic and sacred voice came from the divine cloud: "The Great Sage of Yukong in Guanghan Realm, insulting the gods and committing death sentences."

The Great Sage Yukong stood on the Moon God Mountain without a trace of fear. He looked up at the sky and shouted: "God is not fair, can't you scold me? This saint scolded you, not only intervened in the battle of merit, but also refused to save you. How many saints in the seven realms of Shatuo died on that land, will you feel guilty? Or, in the eyes of God, the saints are just ants, just insignificant chess pieces."

God, no answer.

However, the divine power that erupted from the divine cloud became even stronger, and lightning streaks were like dozens of divine dragons flying, bombarding the Great Sage of the Imperial Sky below.

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

The other party is a god. Once he is angry, he is afraid that the entire Moon God Mountain will disappear.

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

"Wow—"

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

"Boom."

All the power of divine punishment was shattered and disappeared.

Seeing the woman standing in the bright moon, the Great Sage on the Moon God Mountain, all showed joy, as if the savior had appeared, rushed out of the hall, bowed and bowed: "Welcome to the Moon God, welcome the Moon God back to the heavenly court." The Moon God's face was cold and had a temperament that was not as good as the fireworks of the world. The divine light emitted from his body was as bright as the bright moon, and said: "Do I agree to kill the Great Sage of Guanghan Realm?"
Chapter completed!