More than half of the powerful people from the Seven Realms of Shatuo and Rakshasa clan gathered in this area where the ninety-nine holy mountains are located, fighting endlessly. At a glance, you can see that the Rakshasa clan has an absolute advantage.

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

Only a few top strong people can launch a certain degree of counterattack against the Rakshasa clan, but in the end, they are all suppressed.

A large number of Rakshasa marquises gathered in the ancestral spirit world. Later, Princess Rakshasa dispatched another three million troops to come. Therefore, in terms of number, the Rakshasa clan far exceeded the Seven Realms of Shatuo.

Even though the Lingyan Demon Concubine, Wu Hao, Fang Yi, Wan Zhuoyi and others made arrangements in advance and took the initiative to launch an attack on the Rakshasa clan's camp, they only gained the upper hand in the early stages of the battle. As the Rakshasa Marquis army stabilized, they completely countered.

On the battlefield, the saints from the Seven Realms of Shatu continued to fall into pools of blood.

There are 100,000 saints in Guanghan Realm entering the battlefield of merit. On that day, the momentum was so grand. But at this moment, Zhang Ruochen looked at this land and estimated that the total of saints in Guanghan Realm who were still alive was only about 30,000.

Even if those saints who have not entered the ninety-nine holy mountains are added, it is estimated that there are less than 50,000.

Most of the saints in a big world died in battle. It is conceivable how tragic this battle was. If we continue to fight, we may really be wiped out.

The other six great worlds also suffered heavy losses, with corpses under their feet, and their close friends and brothers whom they knew were constantly beaten to death.

The Lingyan Demon Concubine rode a demon dragon with a body of dozens of miles long, leading the dozens of holy kings from the Ten Directions of the Great Demon to launch a charge, killing the Rakshasa tribesmen and overturning their horses. In an instant, hundreds of marquis corpses were left behind.

You should know that there are 500,000 saints in the Ten Directions of the Great Demons entering the Ancestral Spirit Realm. Within three months, more than a dozen saints broke through to the realm of the Holy King. This is normal.

"There are saints of the formations of the Rakshasa clans outside the ninety-nine holy mountains, and they have arranged a Thousand Star Formation. With your cultivation level, you can't kill them."

Yang Qi held a long flame halberd and flew out of the Rakshasa army. A pair of black wings on his back swayed gently, staring at the Lingyan Demon Concubine opposite with a smile.

Yang Qi has the highest and perfect physique, and his combat power can surpass the Saint King. He is the second largest figure in the Rakshasa clan, and his status is second only to Princess Rakshasa.

Unlike Young Master Ling Quan, Yang Qi was calm and wise when he encountered him. When Princess Rakshasa was not around, he was in control of the army of Marquis of Rakshasa.

Therefore, even though the camp of the Rakshasa clan was attacked and besieged by the seven world saints, they quickly fought back.

"The sneak attack yesterday caused heavy casualties and injuries to our tribe, so all the saints in the Seven Realms of Shatuo should be left here for them to be buried with them."

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

The number of holy kings is twice as high as that of the great demon ten directions.

The battlefield where dozens of holy kings gathered into a forbidden zone. Saints and Rakshasa Marquis who had not reached the realm of holy kings retreated to the distance. Once a fierce battle broke out in a figure of the holy king level, the aftermath emitted could shock them to death.

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

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!