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Chapter 1435 Great Harvest

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    The Six-Armed Saint stopped the Chihu Saint, with a smile on his face again, and said: "Since you have saved our lives, we should naturally reward you. Chisheng, take out your two treasure bottles and give them to them.  This friend."

    The six-armed sage seemed very open-minded. He took out his two treasure bottles first and threw them to Zhang Ruochen.

    The Holy Saint Chihu hesitated for a moment, then took out two treasure bottles and threw them over.

    Zhang Ruochen didn't even look at the four treasure bottles on the ground and said, "Where are the other treasure bottles?"

    A strange color flashed in the eyes of the six-armed sage. He pretended to know nothing and said doubtfully: "What do you mean? Haven't we already given all our treasure bottles to you?"

    Zhang Ruochen said: "There are hundreds of saints in the Sword Hell Realm attacking the wormhole. This battle is so dangerous. How can they carry their treasure bottles on their bodies? Don't they keep them with you?"

    The Six-Armed Sacred Heart knew that he could not hide Zhang Ruochen, so he no longer tried to make excuses with him. His eyes became a little fierce and said: "I have to admit that your strength is indeed quite powerful, comparable to the peak of the Sacred Heart."  A strong man. However, as long as I burn the holy blood and perform forbidden secret techniques, I am afraid that you may not be able to stop me. Why don't you accept the four treasure bottles on the ground and treat it as if we owe you a favor? Let's shake hands.  How about Yanhe?"

    The Holy Saint Chihu said: "You should also want to pass through the wormhole and rush to the Giant Whale River Basin. With your own strength, it is impossible to fight against the Rakshasa army guarding near the wormhole. Why don't we join forces and say no?  I will definitely be able to get through.¡±

    Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you want to use me to help you deal with the Rakshasa army? Stop dreaming and fight if you want. Whether you want to burn the holy blood or explode the holy source, I will accompany you to the end."

    Negotiations failed.

    "Since you are seeking death, I will help you."

    The six-armed saint's eyes revealed murderous intent, and he spoke a strange language in his mouth. Immediately, the blood all over his body burned, and the aura emanating from his body became more and more powerful.

    If he is not forced to have no way out, no saint will burn his holy blood and fight on the battlefield of merit. After all, the side effects are too great and he will become extremely weak after the battle.

    A saint who is in a weak state cannot survive long on the battlefield of merit.

    But now, the six-armed saint must fight.

    Zhang Ruochen's eyelids drooped, he formed a sword formula with two fingers, and whispered in his mouth: "Wu Jian."

    The time in the surrounding space became stationary in an instant.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª"

    When the flow of time returned to normal, Zhang Ruochen's fingers had already penetrated the six-armed sage's eyebrows, killing him.

    "This isthe power of time"

    The face of the Holy Red Tiger changed drastically, and he immediately turned into a giant flaming tiger, bursting out with great speed and escaping into the distance.  He was so frightened that he never expected that he would meet a time monk.

    Escape!  escape!  escape!

    "Zijian."

    Time stopped for a moment again.

    It was at this moment that Zhang Ruochen struck the sword again and killed the Red Tiger Saint.

    "Originally, I didn't want to use the power of space and time, so why do you have to force me?"? Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, groped around the body of Chi Hu Sheng, found a storage bag, opened it, and found something inside  Containing more than a thousand treasure vases.

    Later, Zhang Ruochen found a storage bag from the six-armed saint, which also contained more than a thousand treasure bottles.

    "They actually have so many treasure vases? It is estimated that they are not only the treasure vases of the saints from the Sword Hell World, but also probably hunted down the saints from other big worlds and captured some treasure vases."

    Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to investigate and made some calculations.

    The total amount of blood and remnant souls contained in more than two thousand treasure bottles exceeds 60 million.

    You must know that with Zhang Ruochen's strength alone, even if it takes a year, he may not be able to hunt down 60 million Rakshasa monks.

    Zhang Ruochen had a smile on his face: "No wonder the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm will hunt down other saints participating in the war. The speed of earning merit points in this way is far faster than directly hunting Rakshasa monks."

    Of course, the vast majority of the blood and remnant souls in more than two thousand treasure bottles come from Rakshasa monks below the marquis, and only a very small part are the holy blood and soul of the marquis.

    The higher your cultivation level, the more merit you can redeem.

    Sometimes, even the combined blood of 100,000 Rakshasa monks is not as good as the holy blood of a Marquis.

    ¡°There are more than 1,800 drops of the Marquis¡¯s blood.Next to him, he handed a storage bag to Zhang Ruochen, and then, the holy soul clone merged into Zhang Ruochen's body.

    Zhang Ruochen opened the space storage bag and checked it.

    "There are two hundred and forty-five drops of the Marquis's blood, and seventy-nine strands of the Marquis's remnant soul. Sure enough, in order to surround and kill the saints in the Sword Hell Realm, the Rakshasa clan also paid a huge price."

    Continue counting.

    The storage bag contained a large number of elixirs, spells, and some strange things, all of which were found from the saints of the Sword Hell Realm.  Among them, healing elixirs accounted for more than half, and all of them were at the holy elixir level.

    In addition, we also found some Condensing Holy Dew as expected, totaling more than two thousand drops.

    "A great harvest, really a great harvest, plus the Condensing Holy Dew on the Six-Armed Saint and the Red Tiger Saint, I now have close to four thousand drops of Condensing Saint Dew, which is enough to break through to the True Saint realm.  , just these four thousand drops of Condensing Holy Dew, this battle is very worthwhile."

    Zhang Ruochen put away all the treasures, gradually suppressed the smile on his face, stared in the direction of the wormhole, and said to himself: "The Rakshasa tribe did not send an army to conquer me. They are waiting for me to take the initiative to attack."  Come to the door?"

    Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry to attack the Rakshasa army stationed near the wormhole. Instead, he was refining the Holy Dew of Ningzhen while waiting for Shen Yuan's ancient sword to refine the holy weapon for the battlefield.

    At the same time, he is also waiting for the Holy Flower.

    In this battlefield, more than a thousand saint-level creatures have died. They are not afraid of not having enough nutrients, but they are afraid that the Holy-Eating Flower cannot absorb them all.

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