The Merit Clone looked up at the sky. This time his luck was not very good. No threads of rules fell from the cracks in the area above his head.

Before this, he had obtained a total of five strands of ordinary rule silk and two strands of one-turn rule silk in the previous falls of rule silk.

Thanks to the power of merit in his body, no cultivator came up to compete with him for the power from beginning to end. He was one of the eight most feared forces in this area.

He relied on the power of merit, while the other seven forces relied on their strong military forces.

Xuanyou, Cangqing, Qicai, and Haizu, these are the forces that Shen Lian knew before. The other unidentified force is now also known to be the Xuanlian Zhenzong.

The remaining two forces are all single monks like the Merit Clone. One of them has a graceful figure, wears a veil, and is shrouded in pink light. From a distance, he looks similar to humans, but it is impossible to accurately judge whether he is human or not.

The remaining person was a black-scaled dragon that was a hundred feet long, with demonic energy all over its body and a third eye on its forehead.

The Pink Mist monk and the Black Flood Dragon were very powerful. In the previous attempts to snatch the Thread of Rules, they had used ruthless methods and displayed the strength of a top-level Nascent Soul Great Perfection.

Overall, it may be impossible to defeat the God Transformation Realm, but it is easy to defeat the Nascent Soul Realm.

In addition, all the cultivators who appeared in the five major God-Transforming forces were at the Nascent Soul stage, and none of the God-Transforming ancestors appeared.

Among these people, the Merit Clone also saw familiar faces, cultivators from the Tianyuan Sect, Luosha Valley, etc. However, their strength was a bit weak and they were squeezed to the periphery of the area.

…

During this period, the Tianyuan Sect also exchanged several high-level healing elixirs from the Butian Sect, allowing Shen Lian to collect several five-element spiritual objects.

The monks around were very restrained in their actions. The situation was not clear yet, so everyone was reserving their strength.

At this moment, Shen Lian, who was in the warehouse cave, was already consolidating and advancing to the late Nascent Soul realm.

The medicinal power of the Wanhua Yuluo Pill was so strong that only two pills pushed him from the middle stage to the late stage of the Nascent Soul. It can be said that he advanced a hundred years ahead of schedule.

No wonder resource dogs are often scolded, there is a reason for it.

After advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage, his divine consciousness improved again, reaching 363,000 feet, an increase of nearly 50,000 feet.

At the same time, the merits and virtues of the clone also increased, and the strength of the divine consciousness increased to 330,000 feet in one step. The rest will take some time to settle.

After stabilizing his realm, Shen Lian quietly merged with his merit clone.

After all, the Merit Clone was originally his spirit puppet.

For the past twenty years, everyone has gathered in this area, and the order of heaven and earth has been descended. He still hasn't seen clearly what the final outcome of all this will be.

Although it is a killing calamity between heaven and earth, these threads of rules are of real benefit to cultivators.

Wanting to kill you while giving you benefits, isn't that insane?

Unfortunately, after the original body and the spirit puppet were reunited, Shen Lian looked towards the sky, but could no longer see the narrow outer crack that he saw at the beginning.

Above the void, the heaven and earth are deep, unattainable and unfathomable.

These confusing days were a bit difficult for Shen Lian.

Just like that, after the threads of rules fell twice, while everyone was still fighting for it, suddenly a series of loud noises rang out between heaven and earth.

The sound was like a continuous rolling of huge waves, or like a waterfall pouring down from the sky, causing the hearts of all the monks present to tremble.

Then, the space crack where the thread of rules was hanging suddenly shattered like a mirror.

Each broken piece of space reflected a different scene, as well as the different expressions of the monks.

"Oh no, the space is broken!"

An unknown monk shouted.

In fact, there was no need to shout. Everyone was aware of the fact that the space not only shattered, but also fell from the sky like ice chips.

At the same time as space fragments fell down from the void, the mountains where everyone lived also collapsed. It was not the soil and rocks that collapsed, but the space that cracked between the soil and rocks, locking the mountains, rivers, grass, and trees into pieces of space fragments.

"The thread of rules!"

At this moment, behind the cracked fragments of space, colorful Tao rhymes intertwined and outlined, forming a complete space wall.

On this wall of the body, there are derived earth, water, wind, fire, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, as well as the outlines of the Golden Crow and the Jade Rabbit, the black deathly aura and the lively vitality.

Some cultivators took advantage of their convenient legs and feet, stepped on the broken space, and rushed towards the thread of rules behind them.

With so much power of rules, even if you take just one bite, you can become a fat man.

Some monks were fleeing in panic.

But no matter whether one rushed forward to seek wealth and fame at the risk of one's life, or one was fleeing in panic, they were soon swallowed up by the large silver light.

The power of rules behind the space poured down, and in the process the sharp fragments of space became soft and began to recombine piece by piece.

The original desolate scene was disrupted again, and lakes, forests, mountains, and canyons were reorganized, covering all the monks present in this area.

…

“Buzz!”

At the same time, the old farmer carrying the small tree canopy on his back rushed towards the outside of the continent with fear and madness in his eyes.

However, the huge waves sweeping from the wasteland behind him washed over his back little by little and then swallowed him up.

In the rolling waves, there was a giant green tree. It had grown many legs like a human. It stuck into the void and tried to stay still. Finally, it turned into the appearance of a cultivator of the Cangqing clan and was swallowed up by the reorganized forest.

In just a few breaths, earth-shaking changes took place in the desolate area, as if an invisible giant hand had appeared and flattened the area from south to north.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the water is still the same water.

But in the mountains and forests, there was not even a single snake, insect, rat or ant; it was terrifyingly quiet.

…

The flashing colors around stimulated Shen Lian's eyes, making him dizzy for several breaths.

After ten full breaths, he finally felt that he had stepped on something solid, and then found himself on a bare hillside.

In an instant, spiritual light flashed all over his body, and his spiritual thoughts swept in all directions like lightning.

But the perception of his divine sense coming back made him frown. His divine sense was only about 28,000 feet left, less than one tenth of the original.

In my perception, this is a mountain forest shrouded in thick fog.

He recalled the changes just now and made an initial judgment. In a short period of time, the world underwent tremendous changes and reconstructed a certain realm.

Looking up, you can see the distorted space that continues to stabilize, as well as the faint force of rules floating around.

"Could it be that the fall of the power of rules is related to the reconstruction of this realm?"

"Um?"

At this time, Shen Lian came back to his senses from his meditation, and with a turn of his magic power, he retreated back into the warehouse cave.

The appearance of the merit clone also changed, turning into a young cultivator, and his realm also overwhelmed the late Nascent Soul stage.

“Daoyou!”

At the same time, a cry of surprise was heard from afar, and an old man of the sea clan with silver scales appeared. He was surprised when he saw the clone of Merit.

Who would not be afraid of sudden changes? To change the world in an instant and create a prison on the ground, this kind of method, apart from the order of heaven and earth, is not something that ordinary cultivators can master.

"Daoyou."

Seeing the sea cultivator, the Merit Clone raised his hand and looked at his own appearance first, and found no flaws.

Having just fallen into this unclear place, although the monks are not from the same race, it is still very important for them to stick together for warmth.

"I wonder which sect you are from?"

When the sea clan cultivator approached a thousand feet away, he hovered in the air and stopped moving, and his whole body became alert.

"It's a small family, not worth mentioning."

The Merit clone waved his hand, "I don't know, have you seen other Taoist friends?"

"No."

The sea clan monk shook his head, "This area is very large, and there is fog covering it to suppress the divine consciousness."

If he were in the outside world and encountered a human cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, he would definitely kill him without saying a word and make soup, but the situation here was unclear, so he had to leave some room for error.

"Fellow Daoist, how about we two join forces?"

As he spoke, the sea clan cultivator released the aura of his Nascent Soul Great Perfection.

"OK."

The Merit Clone nodded.

Then, the two of them chose a direction and flew out, one after the other. However, the more they flew, the uglier their faces became, because this place was too vast.

They traveled for 20,000 miles but still did not reach the boundary of this area, and they did not meet any other monks.

We did encounter a few areas where the space was relatively weak.

But after breaking the weak area, they fell into another similar space.

"Overlapping space."

In the following time, the Merit Clone and the sea cultivator successively broke through four weak spatial areas and encountered the same scene.

It's just like a nesting doll. After these weak areas are broken, they don't fall down, but fall into different directions. Then when the space is restored, they will find that another space has appeared.

On a hill, a faint aura of death permeated the air, which made the Merit Clone alert.

At this moment, the sea cultivator who was thousands of feet away suddenly chanted a spell, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and stared at the Merit Clone.

His spiritual figurine made a hand gesture and transformed into an ancient shark with fangs, and without hesitation, it imprinted into Shen Lian's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the perception of spiritual thoughts is suppressed here, the size of each person's spiritual thoughts is still there.

After the divine thought attack landed, the sea cultivator took out a harpoon from his chicken claw-like hand and was about to stab it towards the Merit clone.

But before he could raise his harpoon, he suddenly felt his spiritual figure screaming in pain.

Instead, a colorful phoenix appeared in the sea of ​​divine consciousness, and one of its claws fell down.

"You...you are not in the late Nascent Soul stage?"

"Fool, if you want to get involved you must hide your incompetence."

The faint voice echoed in the sea cultivator's mind, making him sense a great crisis that threatened his life.

He wanted to resist, but it was too late to block the falling claws. He could only clearly feel his sea of ​​consciousness being torn apart.

"It seems that there are people of your race in this space."

"ah!"

The sea clan monk screamed, his soul was in great pain, and his consciousness was completely confused, and he didn't even have time to react.

Another phoenix image fell in, and its soul was torn into dozens of pieces, which were then captured one by one.

Seeing a wisp of soul smoke rising from the heads of the sea creatures, the Merit Clone flew over to collect the spoils.

There are sea cultivators in this area. In the past, every time he arrived at a new space, this guy would try to contact his fellow seamen. He thought he was doing it secretly, but everything was perceived by the Merit Clone.

Just as the Merit Clone was preparing to attack again and extinguish the soul smoke, a buzzing sound was heard in the void.

He suddenly fell into the wisp of soul smoke, and then the body of the sea cultivator was locked by an invisible force, flashing with light.

The dazzling light is not blinding, giving people a feeling of ascension and divine inspiration.

The moment this thought came to mind, Shen Lian took over the merit clone and felt a shock from the inside out.

Yes, it means to ascend to heaven.

He looked at the sea clan cultivator. The flying soul smoke did not leave, but hovered above the sea clan cultivator's head.

It is true that the entire body of the sea clan cultivator is glowing, but the fine dust that makes up the light is evaporating from the sea clan cultivator's body.

"Ah... my... booty."

Shen Lian murmured, raised his hand and then put it down helplessly.

"It's my protection fee."

(End of this chapter)