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Chapter 1440 Kill them all

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    The daytime arrow rushed in front of Qing Mo, becoming slower and slower. Finally, like a spiritual snake, it flew around her in a circle, then rushed high into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

    Nan Shu¡¯s holy palm was dripping with blood, and there was a death force that invaded the wound and swallowed her vitality.

    "Pfft."

    Nanshu Zhisheng was very decisive. He used his hand as a knife and cut off his right arm.

    "Who? Who is it?"

    Nanshu Zhisheng endured the pain in his right arm and stared at the direction of the day's arrow, exuding a frightening murderous aura from all over his body.

    The saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm all released their spiritual power to explore the surrounding sky and underground, trying to find the monk who just shot the white arrow.

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    Qing Mo had just seen the day arrow clearly and recognized it. His big bright eyes couldn't help but turn around, showing a look of joy and worry.

    "It can't really be him, can it?"

    Suddenly, Qing Mo saw the figure of Zhang Ruochen. He was wearing a suit of blood armor, carrying a Qingtian Bow and a White Sun Arrow. At some point, he appeared out of thin air on the surface of the Giant Whale River, which looked particularly strange.

    The saints from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm also discovered the bloody shadow standing on the river.  They immediately released the Holy Soul Domain and burst out powerful holy power.

    Nan Shu¡¯s most holy eyes emitted a layer of dark purple holy light and said, ¡°Are you the one who shot the hidden arrow just now?¡±

    Zhang Ruochen remained silent, as if he was too lazy to speak.

    With the corner of his eyes, Yumu glanced at Qingmo and said, "The purpose of shooting that arrow was to save her. Are you also a saint in the Kunlun world?"

    Nan Shu¡¯s holy eyes lit up and he said: ¡°The arrow just now contained a very special power of death, and it should also be a very powerful treasure. Isn¡¯t it another divine artifact?¡±

    The corners of Zhang Ruochen's mouth turned up slightly, and he stepped on the river water and walked over step by step, saying: "Even if it is an ancient artifact relic, you can't take it away."

    "How dare you say such arrogant words in the face of dozens of Saint Realm experts from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm. Are you too confident in your own strength?"

    The Supreme Saint Nan Shu snorted, and then took a deep breath. From the wound on his shoulder, wisps of blood escaped, like dense blood vessels forming the shape of an arm.

    Gradually, the powerful blood actually condensed bones, flesh and blood, meridians, and skin. After a while, an arm as white as jade grew again.

    Her hands grabbed the void at the same time.

    "Boom."

    On the surface of the Giant Whale River, two huge water columns rose up, condensing into two large hands more than 100 meters long, squeezing Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions.

    The two big hands formed by the river water were frozen into black ice, and the space between the hands was also frozen solid.

    Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, and the Divine Fire of Purification surged out of his body and turned into a sea of ??fire. In an instant, two big hands of black ice were burned and melted.

    The water of the Giant Whale River is also boiling.

    Nan Shu¡¯s most holy face changed slightly and said: ¡°That is¡­ the legendary pure fire of destruction¡­¡±

    Not far away, Holy Saint Yanju and Holy Saint Yumu also showed solemn expressions, and each took out a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns.

    The Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact taken out by the Holy Saint Yan Ju is a three-meter-long holy sword. The sword exudes a strange light, and there are eight chains wrapped around it, making a clattering sound.

    Yan raised his holy palm and pressed it on the blade. Immediately, eight chains flew out, each one becoming as thick as a bucket and dozens of miles long.

    Zhang Ruochen looked at the eight chains flying towards him and pressed his palm into the void. Then the eight chains flew back and attacked the saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm.

    ¡°Bang bang.¡±

    A dozen saints with profound cultivation were whipped out by chains. Even though they were prepared, they were still seriously injured and fell into a pool of blood.

    No one knows better than the Holy Sage Yan Ju how terrifying Zhang Ruochen's palm just now was. If he hadn't been standing behind the holy sword, he would have been knocked away by the force of the palm.

    Is this person really a cultivator of the Holy Realm, not a Holy King?

    Suddenly, Yan Juzhi Sheng felt a heavy pressure falling on him. He couldn't help showing a look of horror in his eyes, and turned his neck stiffly.

    He saw that the young man wearing blood armor was already standing in front of him.

    ??Qing Mo picked up the silver kitchen knife on the ground, restrained his breath, bent his waist, stumbled backwards, and wanted to slip away quietly.

    "where are you going?"

    Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Qing Mo and blocked her way.

    Qing Mo raised his head and immediately shook his head, saying: "II don't know anything"

    "Since you don't know anything, first hand over the Rakshasa blood and remnant soul in your body." Zhang Ruochen said.

    Qing Mo quickly covered the space ring on his finger and said: "You are the Shengming Crown Prince, how can you rob a girl's things?"

    That space ring was given to her by Zhang Ruochen.

    "You can lie to me with Chi Yao, why can't I rob you?"

    Zhang Ruochen walked towards her, grabbed Qing Mo's wrist, lifted her palm up, then took off the space ring on her finger and said, "This is my thing, take it back now."

    "Let go, it hurts, it hurts a lot."

    Qing Mo broke away from Zhang Ruochen's hand, rubbed his wrist, squatted on the ground in aggrieved manner, holding his knees with both hands, a layer of mist coming out of his eyes, his mouth flattened as if he wanted to cry, and said: "I don't want to  I'm lying to you, why are you bullying me? I finally collected so much blood and remnant souls, but you snatched them all in one go I didn't mess with you, why did you snatch them from me?"

    Zhang Ruochen explored the items in the space ring, frowned, stared at Qing Mo, and said with some disgust: "It has been almost a month, and you have only collected thirteen drops of blood and seven rays of residual souls. This is what you have done in the ancestors."  All the gains from the spiritual world? A lot?"

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