This holy-level battle lasted overnight. The battlefield affected the vast land of 30,000 miles, causing serious changes in the landform. Scorched earth everywhere, and the sky was completely shrouded in black dust, and no light was seen.

Only three saints from the Sword Prison Realm were still supporting them and did not fall down, but they were also seriously injured.

The Supreme Saint, who had six arms, now only had one single arm left, and was still waving the knife and slashing out sword lights.

The other saint was knocked back to its original form and turned into a red giant tiger with blood holes all over its body. The holy blood turned into wisps of blood and continued to evacuate outward.

There was another true saint, a middle-aged woman whose chest and abdomen were penetrated, and she was extremely miserable. She roared out of her mouth: "I am dead with you."

The middle-aged woman suddenly burst out at an extremely fast speed and rushed into an area where dozens of Rakshasa Marquis gathered.

Her body cracked and scattered dazzling holy lights.

"No, she is going to self-destruct the Holy Source and retreat quickly."

The Rakshasa Marquis all burst out at the fastest speed, retreating backwards, rushing out in all directions like dozens of rays.

"Boom."

A true saint exploded, and the destructive power was so terrible that the entire earth was collapsing downwards.

Half of the dozen Rakshasa Marquis were bombarded and their spirits were destroyed, while the other half were seriously injured and fell to the ground, losing their combat effectiveness.

The Supreme Saint, who had only one arm, had red eyes and shouted: "Xue Ji..."

More than 850 saints were wiped out, and now only the two of them are still alive. It is so tragic.

The third-class marquis with silver-haired lion face walked out of the black evil fog and sneered: "You two are already turtles in the jar. Do you want to explode the holy source as well?"

The two most holy saints in the sword prison world looked at each other, and then mobilized the little remaining holy power in their bodies to attack the silver-haired human lion.

"Boom."

The silver-haired lion took out an iron whip, and shook his wrists, and tens of thousands of inscription patterns appeared on the iron whip, slamming the two most holy men, making them fly backwards.

The terrifying power contained on the iron whip almost broke the bodies of the two most holy ones.

"Good."

The silver-haired lion laughed sinisterly, and was about to take action again to completely kill them, but suddenly stopped, suddenly raised his eyes and looked behind the two most holy saints.

I saw a figure wearing the Ten Saints Blood Armor standing on the top of a magma lake, moving forward step by step.

The silver-haired lion's eyes sank, and the iron whip in his hand showed a dark red evil flame, saying, "You finally showed up, I thought you would hide in the dark all the time."

"Whether you are hiding in the dark or walking to the light, you are hunting. What's the difference?" Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

The silver-haired lion snorted coldly: "I'm not too small."

"Swish!"

Another third-class marquis of the Rakshasa clan rushed over and flew in the air. He held a stone tower more than ten feet tall in his right hand, with tens of thousands of inscriptions floating on the stone tower.

The other marquises of the Rakshasa clan also approached and appeared within a thousand miles, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and the two Supreme Saints in the center.

Of course, the marquis of the Rakshasa clan did not dare to get too close, and were worried that the two most holy saints would explode the holy source and die together with them.

With a distance of one thousand miles, they can attack and retreat and defend, and there is no need to worry about the opponent's death.

Zhang Ruochen's mental power covered a thousand miles of radius. He found that there were more than 170 marquises in the Rakshasa clan, all of whom were full of fighting spirit, and could use holy weapons and sacred artifacts to attack him at any time.

The third-class marquis who were flying in the air had murderous intent in his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Have you killed Ni Yue and the others?"

"That's right." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Damn it."

The third-class marquis stimulated the semi-perfect power of the stone tower. The stone tower became increasingly huge, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, and then suddenly bombarded downwards.

Before the stone tower fell, the earth was sinking down.

Zhang Ruochen could dodge, but he did not avoid it. Instead, he drew out the ancient sword of Shenyuan, which also stimulated the semi-perfect power and slashed towards the sky.

"Boom."

The stone tower at the level of the Ten Thousand-Secret Sacred Artifact was actually divided into two.

The long sword energy flew into the sky, like a road to heaven.

"How is that possible?"

The third-class marquis was about to stare out, and the ancient Tongming Stone Tower was destroyed by the opponent's sword. The holy sword was too terrifying.

Zhang Ruochen's figure flew out from the middle of the two halves of the stone tower, turned into a white light, and stabbed the third-class marquis with a sword.

"Sword Seven!"

The speed of this sword reaches a hundred times the speed of sound, and it is impossible to avoid it at all.

The stone tower of the third-class marquis had been destroyed. He had no choice but to stimulate all the amulets in his body. More than twenty layers of light shields emerged from his body, like a copper wall, guarding him in the center.

"Bang bang."

Those light shields kept bursting.

When each layer of light shield breaks, the power of the ancient sword of the Chenyuan will be weaker.

When Zhang Ruochen penetrated all the more than 20 layers of light shields, the third-class marquis tried his best to mobilize the holy energy in his body and formed a seal with both hands, which actually blocked the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

Zhang Ruochen let go of his five fingers, then formed his hands into palms, slapped forward, and hit the hilt of the sword.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen and Chen Yuan Ancient Sword forced the third-class marquis to fly backwards.

After flying backwards for dozens of miles, the Chenyuan Ancient Sword finally penetrated the seal between the hands of the third-class marquis, hitting him, and punching his body through.

"Puff."

A blood hole the size of a washbasin appeared on the chest of the third-class marquis.

"Go to die for me."

Zhang Ruochen made a big handprint and slapped it on the top of his head. Suddenly, the body of a third-class marquis turned into a ball of blood mud.

Zhang Ruochen only took a breath to kill this third-class marquis, and the other Rakshasa marquis had no time to rescue them.

The two most holy saints in the sword prison world looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

A third-class marquis can be killed in just three moves and two moves, and the opponent cannot escape even if he escapes. Such strength can only be described as "terrible".

The silver-haired lion was also shocked and hurriedly retreated to the distance. At the same time, he issued an order: "Let's take action together, use the combined attack formation to kill him."

Among the more than 180 Rakshasa Marquises, 81 rushed out and reached within a hundred miles of Zhang Ruochen.

They stood in eighty-one different directions, folded their hands together, and then the holy energy in their bodies surged out wildly, forming a formation for one.

The power of the eighty-one marquises merged together, and the aura of power burst out was even stronger than that of a third-class marquis.

Kunlun Realm, outside the palace of Yunwu County.

Zhang Shaochu stared at the battlefield mirror in the sky and slapped his forehead heavily, "It's over! It's over! The Ninth Brother is careless! He actually fell into the interior of the Marquis of Rakshasa Marquis's combined attack formation. What should I do now?"

Some of the great figures in the Heavenly Court also shook their heads, feeling that Zhang Ruochen and the two most holy saints in the Sword Prison Realm would definitely be difficult for them to escape from heaven today.

"The formation of nine nines and nine returns to one is still arranged by eighty-one saint-level figures. It is estimated that only the boundaries of the seven worlds can defeat it."

"Wu Hao, Dongliu Sword Master, White-clothed Fang Yi, Lingyan Demon Concubine, only they have the domineering cultivation to break through the Jiujiu Guiyi Formation. The old guys in Kunlun Realm may also have that strength."

...

Trapped inside the Jiujiu Recruitment Formation, it is almost a dead end. In the army of saints in the seven major worlds, there are no more than twenty people who can fight against it.

However, at this moment, everyone was surprised to find that the figure wearing the Ten Saint Blood Armor actually appeared outside the Jiujiu Guiyi Formation.

"How is it possible? How did he escape from the Jiujiu Reincarnation Formation just now?"

"What a hell, what kind of creature he is?"

"Is it a Qi Spirit Cultivator who can travel through any formation at will?"

According to legend, some special gases can produce spirituality, wisdom, and condense a human-like body. This type of monk is called "qi spirit monk".

Of course, there are extremely rare Qi Ling monks, and a big world may not be able to produce several Qi Ling monks who can practice saints. It is even rarer.

Only the monks in Kunlun Realm knew that Zhang Ruochen used space means and moved directly outside the Jiujiu Guiyi Formation.

After breaking away from the formation, Zhang Ruochen immediately launched anti-killing methods.

"Puff."

"Not good, dodge...so fast..."

"you……"

Zhang Ruochen held the ancient sword of Shenyuan, like a straw harvester. In just a moment, he killed more than twenty Marquis of Rakshasa who arranged the Great Array of Nine and Nine Reforestation Formation.

However, the reaction speed of the Rakshasa Marquis was extremely fast. Knowing that the formation had been broken, he hurriedly besieged.

Unfortunately, none of them were Zhang Ruochen's enemies in one move. In just half a quarter of an hour, more than twenty Rakshasa Marquis were killed, and more than thirty Rakshasa Marquis were severely injured.

Zhang Ruochen was simply invincible. He killed all the remaining Marquis of Rakshasa and was fleeing and did not dare to fight him again.

"It's too powerful, and the human sea tactics can't control him at all."
To be continued...