Chapter 225 Merit

Accompanied by a loud bang, the mountain-like shadow disappeared in the sky and rumbled away into the distance.

"The Blood River Ancestor won!" "The Ancestor is mighty!"

The Blood Refining Sect monks in the protective shield cheered loudly when they saw this, looking proud and even more imposing than others.

The threat disappeared, and the protective formation of the main battlefield camp also dissipated.

For such a large formation, the resources consumed every time it was opened were terrifying.

When the protective shield disappeared, the monks who were originally in the camp immediately set out for the battlefield and began to consciously clean the battlefield and pick up spoils.

Lu Ya retracted his gaze, with a little surprise in his eyes.

This was the first time he saw a battle at the Nascent Soul level, which was completely different from what he imagined.

Originally, he thought that Nascent Soul monks might be much stronger than Golden Core monks, but it did not mean that Golden Core monks had no ability to resist.

But today's scene made Lu Ya understand that the gap between Nascent Soul and Golden Core is even greater than the gap between Qi training and foundation building.

It was as if there was a gap between the two that could not be crossed.

Even as strong as the Yin Yang Demon Sect's Pink Robe Golden Core, a powerful cultivator who could suppress the three demon kings with his own body, he still mainly dodged when facing the battle of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

This was just the aftermath of the battle of the Nascent Soul cultivator. If he really wanted to attack the Golden Core, Lu Ya estimated that he would be in a situation where there was no chance of survival.

The sense of urgency once again emerged in Lu Ya's heart.

Because he remembered the Qingyou Li family, a former Nascent Soul family and now a top Golden Core family, and the Mo family, a family with two Nascent Souls who were in-laws.

During this period of time, Lu Dingbo did not do nothing.

After taking Zuo Feng's head, Lu Dingbo conducted a series of intelligence collection, from his address to the appearance of the Qingyou Li family, and then to the young man standing on the bow of the spaceship that Lu Ya saw at that time, and finally determined that the person Zuo Feng revealed the news to should be the second son of the direct line of the Mo family.

Although Lu Dingbo had analyzed with Lu Ya, just because the second son of the Mo family invited the Qingyou Li family from his mother's clan, it can be seen that what he did should not be supported by the Mo family, and he was still in a disadvantaged position within the Mo family.

Moreover, they also relied on the powerful performance of the fortune teller Fang Shuyun at that time to release the existence of a Yuanying cultivator behind Yongze City.

But Lu Ya always believed that the truth could not be hidden, and the rumor would eventually be exposed.

By then, the Lu family would have to face the Yuanying Mo family who had completely set their sights on it.

And can the Lu family, which does not even have a Jindan cultivator, compete with the Mo family? Obviously not.

"I really can't stay in this Yangkui domain. If I can't afford to provoke you, can't I hide? When this war is over, I will immediately stay away from this place of right and wrong."

Lu Ya secretly made up his mind in his heart. Anyway, the family resources are not lacking now, and there are large flying boats. If the whole family wants to migrate, it is not a difficult task.

At that time, the whole family will go to the outside world and stay away from the disputes in this Yangkui domain.

Lu Ya was flying over the battlefield. He looked around and saw burnt limbs and arms. His nose was filled with a strong stench. From time to time, there was a prying look at him.

‘I can’t stay in this broken place for a day! ’

Lu Ya had no expression on his face, but he was not slow at all.

All the monks who came to participate in the battle were strong, and they had the resources of the Demon Slayer Alliance, so they were all wealthy.

The Demon Slayer Alliance also had clear regulations that it was forbidden to fight for spoils after the war, and first come first served.

Therefore, on this battlefield now, there were only countless monks who used their speed to shuttle around the battlefield, constantly collecting the wealth of their dead comrades.

Lu Ya relied on the speed of the Swift Wind Escape. After one trip, he had nearly twenty more storage bags in his hand, and he couldn't help showing a hint of joy.

After shaking the storage bag in his hand, Lu Ya finally understood why the Demon Slayer Alliance, which brought together all the forces in Yangkui Domain, had to forcibly recruit monks.

The casualty rate was really too terrifying.

Lu Ya put the storage bag into his sleeve to avoid the sight of many cultivators, and turned to walk into the camp.

When he returned to his temporary residence, the two brothers and sisters from the Hehuan Sect had not returned yet.

He didn't know whether they died on the battlefield, or were still fighting for the spoils, or had other things to do.

Lu Ya was also happy to be idle. He sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, took out one storage bag after another, and began to count the gains of this battle.

After a while, Lu Ya finished the statistics.

A total of 18 storage bags contributed nearly 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones and more than 30 magic tools for him, but most of them were first-level magic tools, which had no value to Lu Ya at the moment.

There were also a lot of pills and talismans, and a small amount of second-level pills, which must have been prepared by their previous owners for emergency purposes.

But he didn't expect that he didn't die in the hands of monsters of the same level, but was killed by the aftermath of the battle of the Nascent Soul.

There are also ten life cards, which record a total of more than 180 merit points.

This is already a good harvest. After all, killing a first-level monster only gives one merit, and killing a second-level monster only gives 10 to 20 merit points.

For example, the second-level peak tiger monster killed by Lu Ya is worth 20 merit points.

If you can kill a Jindan-level monster, then the starting merit is 500, which is the big one.

Lu Ya took out his life card and took a look.

316 points.

Adding these 182 points of merit, he now has 498 points of merit.

Lu Ya put all the spiritual stones and other things in front of him into a storage bag, then got up and went out.

Not long after, Lu Ya stopped in front of a big tent.

This is the merit exchange place on the battlefield.

Lu Ya did not move, turned around and looked to the side, and the first thing that caught his eye was a huge stone tablet that was pure white, ten feet high and nearly ten feet wide.

On the top of the stone tablet were three big characters "Merit List" carved in a dragon and phoenix style.

Even at such a distance, Lu Ya could feel the grand true meaning contained in these three big characters.

The person who wrote these words must be a great cultivator with high cultivation.

At this time, the one who was at the top of the list was Yang Qisheng, the contemporary saint of Yin Yang Shengzong.

After his name, there were 7,835 points of merit.

The second place below the Yang Qi Saint only had less than 4,000 merits, which was almost double the difference.

Lu Ya looked down and actually saw Wen Xi's name. He was ranked 13th at the moment, and his merits were just over 2,000.

The merits of the people after that were very small. The ten-zhang-high stone tablet recorded the names and merits of a hundred people. The merits of the 100th place were as many as 1,400.

Lu Ya retracted his gaze and walked into the big tent. He wanted to see what these merits could be exchanged for, and what the first wonder on the merit list was.

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