Even those sons and goddesses were destroyed. How could they fight against Zhang Ruochen?

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly and looked up at the position where the dark light released from the death altar had impacted.

Just as the stone knife shattered the death altar, he vaguely felt an extremely slight fluctuation in the space-time barrier.

As expected, at that moment, someone should have passed through the barrier of time and space and escaped.

But he couldn't be sure how many escaped and who escaped.

I have to say that this group of dead people is really powerful. In the situation just now, someone could escape.

"It's a pity that so many powerful dead tribes have all been destroyed in form and spirit, nothing is left, and a lot of merit is wasted." Feng Yan sighed.

Xiang Chunan nodded and said, "That's right, it's really a waste, and all the treasures on them are wasted."

"There are still many merits left." Zhang Ruochen turned his eyes to the fleeing monks of the dead.

While speaking, he activated the fairy machine compass again to control the incomplete formations hidden in the fairy machine mountain. He did not intend to let go of the remaining nearly 200,000 dead tribe army.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen using this trick again, Xiang Chunan hurriedly said, "Brother, be careful, don't beat them all to the point of destroying both body and spirit, then we will be in vain!"

Zhang Ruochen said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

"boom."

The formation was running, and hundreds of silver lightning flashes appeared out of thin air, slashing at the dead clans who were running around in all directions.

"ah."

Thrilling screams sounded one after another.

Anyone who was struck by silver lightning, those dead people fell from mid-air, and most of them died directly. Even if they were not dead, they were seriously injured and lost the power of resistance.

Some of the dead clans were very brave and did not lose their positions. They formed a battle formation and wanted to fight against Zhang Ruochen.

Unfortunately, there are no top-notch people among them, and the strongest one is just the cultivation level of the Dao Realm. Even if there are many, it will be useless.

It didn't take long for Xianji Mountain to become quiet. Most of the dead were killed by Zhang Ruochen using the formation, and the rest were solved by Feng Yan, Xiang Chunan and Pei Yutian.

"it's over!"

Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief and sent the fairy machine compass into the dark underground.

The battle ended, and the fairy machine compass returned to its original owner.

Without a moment of stopping, Zhang Ruochen and his six men took action to clean the battlefield and collect spoils.

Not to mention anything else, the nearly 200,000 army of dead tribes have all their cultivation levels above the holy realm. The merit value that can be exchanged is at least 200,000 billion points, which is enough to make two or three people atop the "Saint King Merit List" in the Heavenly Court Realm.

And the merit value of 200 to 30 billion points can be exchanged for a large number of precious merit treasures, which is of great significance.
Chapter completed!