Fang Yi said coldly: "Zhang Ruochen, you are too arrogant, you really think that with your own strength, you can swallow so many holy sources alone. Aren't you afraid of being strung to death?"

"I don't know if I can hold it up or not, but, for sure, the Sword Prison Realm doesn't want to take away a Holy Source. ”

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the Qiankun Realm, and immediately, a powerful qi burst out from his body, shaking Fang Yi unsteadily, and retreating backwards again and again, crimson holy blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"It's so strong. ”

Fang Yi clutched his chest, very angry in his heart, but he was quite jealous and didn't dare to attack.

Just kidding, the current Zhang Ruochen can kill him with a random blow.

Moreover, with Zhang Ruochen's talent, even if he kills him, the Moon God will definitely do his best to protect Zhang Ruochen's life, and the Temple of Merit may not be able to sanction Zhang Ruochen.

Bear with me!

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The realms of the six worlds, communicating with spiritual power, are ready to retreat, and then lead the saints of the six worlds to forcibly snatch the holy source on the battlefield.

The battlefield is so vast, and there are a large number of sages in the six worlds, even if Zhang Ruochen has three heads and six arms, he can't stop them.

However, they were just about to retreat when a powerful Holy Dao force fell on them, suppressing them so much that their whole bodies could not move.

Among the realms of the seven worlds, except for Wu Hao, the other six realms all changed their faces slightly, and they stared at Zhang Ruochen.

The mad demon said: "Zhang Ruochen, what do you mean by this, we just want to take away the corpses of the war dead in the Mother Realm and the holy source in their bodies, and all the holy sources in the body of the Marquis of Rakshasa are left to you, isn't it enough?"

After the death of Yuan Chao, the mad demon became the leader of the Eight Realms Sage, acting as the agent of all the duties of the Realm.

"Go ahead!"

With a wave of his palm, Zhang Ruochen issued an order, and then all the sages of the Shengming Central Empire rushed out and went to collect the holy source.

After making these arrangements, Zhang Ruochen said: "Since you have escaped from that battlefield, it means that you have given up the holy source on the battlefield and surrendered them to the Rakshasa clan. And I relied on my own strength and fought desperately to defeat the Rakshasa clan and take the holy source from the hands of the Rakshasa clan. What qualifications do you have to get a piece of the pie?"

The six realms all knew that if it weren't for Zhang Ruochen repelling the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa, let alone obtaining the Holy Source, it would be difficult for them to retreat with their whole body.

The worst outcome is the annihilation of the entire army.

In the final analysis, it was Zhang Ruochen who saved them, and it was understandable that Zhang Ruochen wanted those holy sources.

However, after the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa retreated, losing the threat of foreign enemies, they naturally wanted to recover the Holy Source, and it was impossible for Zhang Ruochen to swallow it alone.

In the face of such huge interests, the so-called kindness can only be put aside for the time being.

The six realms were all dragons among people, quite shrewd, and almost at the same time, they used the holy qi in their bodies with all their might, bursting out with the most powerful power, wanting to break free from Zhang Ruochen's suppression.

"Boom!"

The six Holy Dao forces exploded like six clouds, and the surrounding space was violently shaking.

"I know the Font is important to you, but they are important to me. Therefore, today we can only snatch the Holy Source by our ability, and whoever has the greatest ability will belong to whoever has the Holy Source. ”

Zhang Ruochen said this, raised a palm, and pressed it towards the void, and then the earth under the feet of the six realms suddenly sank downward, and around their bodies, dense spatial cracks appeared, trapping them in an area tens of zhang square.

"Damn, the space of the Ancestral Spirit Realm is too fragile, Zhang Ruochen's spatial power can exert great power, and it would be too much of a loss to fight him here. ”

"I finally understand why Princess Rakshasa retreated with the Marquis's army when she had the upper hand. In case Zhang Ruochen is forced into a desperate situation, with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation, he can completely collapse this space and die with them. At that time, the Rakshasa clan suffered heavy losses. ”

The six realms were all trapped inside the shattered space, and when the sages of the six worlds saw that the situation was not good, they immediately rushed over to the battlefield, preparing to snatch the holy source.

If so, Zhang Ruochen couldn't borrow the power of the Qiankun Realm, even if he used spatial means in the Ancestral Spirit Realm, it would be impossible to stop them.

But now......

Zhang Ruochen went all out to mobilize the power of the Qiankun Realm, but his body could not bear the force, and some blood marks were cracked on the surface of his skin. However, he still gritted his teeth and tried to hold on.

"Spatial rifts. ”

"Boom. ”

Zhang Ruochen tore open a long crack, the black crack, connecting the sky and the earth, extremely shocking.

With a wave of his arm, the black crack flew out, flying from Zhang Ruochen's feet to thousands of miles away, tearing open this piece of space, and at the same time cutting off the path of the six world saints.

The cracks thousands of miles long are a hundred zhang wide.

The sages who rushed to the edge of the spatial rift were all startled and hurriedly stopped. They stared ahead with wide eyes, as if they were looking for a miracle, and their legs went limp.

On the other side, the Sages of the Central Empire of the Holy Ming are going all out to collect the Holy Source. They all knew that time was quite short, and with Zhang Ruochen's own strength, he couldn't contain the six world saints for long.

Therefore, apart from the Holy Source, they did not collect any other treasures at all. It's heartbreaking, but there's nothing I can do.

The fastest to collect is definitely the magic sound.

Her feet turned into tens of thousands of roots and spread towards the battlefield, each of which was like a hand, collecting a large amount of holy sources.

Just when the spatial rift was re-closed, ninety percent of the holy sources on the battlefield were collected by the saints of the Shengming Central Empire.

"Let's go. ”

Zhang Ruochen roared, and then burst out a holy qi, enveloping them and fleeing away with them.

When the Spirit Flame Demon Concubine, Dongliu Sword Venerable, Trillion Billions and others rushed out of the shattered space, Zhang Ruochen and the Sages of the Shengming Central Empire had already disappeared from the sky and lost their traces.

"It's hateful, Zhang Ruochen took away more than one million Holy Sources by himself, and got such a huge amount of resources, he is not afraid of being killed. ”

"Any subordinate mortal realm in the Heavenly Court Realm will be moved, wait and see, Zhang Ruochen is looking for death. ”

......

They all knew that they couldn't catch up with Zhang Ruochen, and it was impossible to recapture the merit book wall and those holy sources, so they had to lead the sages of the major worlds to start looking for other treasures on the battlefield.

In addition to the Holy Source, on the battlefield, there are also holy weapons, elixirs, talismans, cheats, holy corpses, and holy blood...... , these things are also very precious, and the Shengming Central Empire has no time to take them.

This battlefield left behind more than a million holy corpses, and it is a rather amazing treasure trove, and any thing that can be taken to the mortal realm is worth a fortune.

Soon, the time came, and the battle of the Sage's merits ended.

A three-colored divine light flew from the dark universe and fell into the four world fragments of the ancestral spirit realm, like a three-colored divine cloud, permeating the heavens and the earth.

All the saints in the ancestral spirit realm were wrapped in divine light.

They only felt a lightness in their bodies, and then, the sky swirled. When I came into contact with the field again, I had already come to the merit star on the bank of the Tianhe.

The merit star, although it is a star, is not in the shape of a "ball", but in the form of a "ladder", with a total of 8,940 steps, each step is one mile high, and each step is a world's "merit book".

At the top of the stairs, there is a magnificent temple, which is as huge as the stairs below, with a height of nearly eight thousand miles.

At this moment, all the living saints of the Shatuo Seven Realms gathered outside the temple.

All the saints felt the shock and couldn't help but kneel on the ground and bow down to the temple.

Only a few of the Sages remained standing, but they all showed awe on their faces, holding their breath and not daring to make a loud noise.

"Temple of Merit. ”

Zhang Ruochen looked at the plaque above the gate of the temple and read these four words.

Those were four divine texts, and when Zhang Ruochen saw those four words, he felt an overwhelming force pressing on him, and he actually wanted to forcibly suppress him to kneel on the ground.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen's face turned pale as paper, and the holy soul in his body seemed to be about to be suppressed and torn apart.

"Wow-"

Zhang Ruochen hurriedly mobilized the power of the Qiankun Realm to resist the divine power emanating from the four divine texts, and finally made the slightly bent legs stand up straight again. It also reunites the holy souls that are about to be broken.

"Be bold, there is another power hidden in your body, which is to break the rules of merit warfare. For the sake of fairness, now God is going to punish you and destroy you. ”

In the Temple of Merit, a vast and domineering divine voice sounded.

Every word came out, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he had been hit hard, his body flew up, mouthfuls of blood spat out of his mouth, his chest collapsed, and the bones of his whole body were shattering.

Seeing this scene, many of the saints present showed joy.

Especially the sages of the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, they almost laughed out loud, it was really too enjoyable, someone should have stood up and suppressed Zhang Ruochen's arrogance a long time ago.

"A god makes a move, Zhang Ruochen is dead!"

Fang Yi's heart was filled with indescribable joy.

Because, Fang Yi knew that with his own strength, I am afraid that he would not be Zhang Ruochen's opponent in this life. Now that there is a god who has stepped in, it is naturally very good.

"Whoa. ”

A round of bright moonlight rose from the other side of the Heavenly River, and in an instant, it crossed the 108,000-mile-wide river and came to the sky above the Merit Star.

The bright moon was incomparably bright and dazzling, and it actually hit the temple of merit in diameter.

With a "boom", the Temple of Merit was knocked and shook slightly, and the intensity of the divine power that erupted made the Tianhe River not far away set off huge water waves. The stars in the surrounding sky were violently trembling.

"Moon God, what are you going to do, are you going to destroy the Temple of Merit?" In the temple, a voice of annoyance and anger sounded.

"The Temple of Merit can't be fair, if you want to kill my peerless Tianjiao in the Guanghan Realm, what if I destroy it?"

The beautiful figure of the moon god, standing in the center of the bright moon, holy and dignified, cold and elegant, a pair of the most beautiful eyes in the world, but extremely cold, like two divine swords can pierce the sky and the earth.

And at this moment, Zhang Ruochen, who was seriously injured, was held in his hands by the moon god, and wisps of divine power poured out from his two white palms, which were helping him heal.

......

(I've been studying in Jinggangshan for the past few days, and the course is very full, and there has been no time to code words, so I'm squeezing time to write a chapter.)

However, today's study is over, and I will go home tomorrow, and then I should be in retreat for a period of time, and the day after tomorrow, there is nothing else, and I should be able to resume the update. I can't say anything else but I'm sorry. ）

(End of chapter)