There are only more than 170 saints in the central empire of the Holy Ming Dynasty, all of whom are strong people in the holy realm.

They all knew that Zhang Ruochen used autumn rain as a sacrifice, and it was not the heaven and earth, but the universe and the heavenly world.

There are many ordinary people and monks living in the Qiankun Realm in the Central Empire. As long as the spiritual root of the heavenly divine wood becomes stronger, the environment in the Qiankun Realm will also become better and more suitable for cultivation, which will bring great benefits to their descendants and disciples.

Qiuyu inherited part of the power of the Wutong Divine Tree and obtained Qiao Zu's body of the Great Sacred Tree, which is naturally the best sacrifice for the Heavenly Divine Tree.

Therefore, the saints of the Central Empire of the Holy Ming were very excited.

In their hearts, they already have a certain sense of belonging to the Qiankun Realm.

"Chichi."

More than a hundred holy energy was continuously penetrated into the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, making the words on the cauldron become brighter and brighter, and an extremely thick sacred power was emitted.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron begins to sacrifice and refine autumn rain.

"Boom."

"boom."

...

The huge cauldron body trembled violently.

A powerful force rushed around in it, trying to escape.

Every time there was a vibration, the sky and the earth would sway, and circles of water-like energy spread outwards. All the saints around were in trouble, and their blood and energy were rolling in their bodies, as if they were about to be shaken away by that force.

"All have been suppressed, how can you be strong?"

"Qiuyu has the body of the Great Saint and a trace of divine power of the Wutong Divine Tree. It is almost impossible for us to sacrifice and refine him with our cultivation."

The saints present were under great pressure. After all, the ones they were sacrificing now were not ordinary creatures. It is difficult for a creature like Qiuyu to give birth to a big world.

The voice of Qiuyu came from the cauldron: "Zhang Ruochen, I am the spiritual root of the heaven and earth in Kunlun Realm. I have great luck to support me, so you can't refine me."

The autumn rain continued to collide inside, and the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron shaking even harder.

Around the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, some cracks were cracked, and the relatively stable ground around them showed signs of collapse.

Qiuyu has already escaped several times. This time, no matter what, Zhang Ruochen wants to kill him.

"There is one hour left before the end of the Saint's merit war, and time should be enough."

Zhang Ruochen said to himself, then he soared up and rushed to the top of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, suspended in the air. A large amount of holy energy gushed out of the 144 acupoints on his body, turning into 144 cloud bridges of holy energy in heaven and earth.

"Crash."

One hundred and forty-four bridges of holy energy in heaven and earth drooping down and merged with the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron gradually became stable, but Qiuyu's voice became lower and lower. He did not have the confidence he had just now, and even began to beg Zhang Ruochen.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen ignored it at all.

"Wow—"

The Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron rotated quickly, and the golden words on the cauldron fell off and soared into the air, echoing the holy light emitted from Zhang Ruochen.

The seal of time and space magic martial arts appeared between Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, as if the door to the Qiankun Realm was opened.

Widths of red flame mist rose along the 144 bridges of holy Qi of heaven and earth, poured into Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows, entered the sea of ​​Qi, and gathered in the universe.

"rustle."

In the Qiankun Realm, a layer of holy light appeared on the leaves of the Tianshen Wood, which swayed gently to quickly absorb the flame mist that surged out of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

The sound of "cracking" sounds sounded inside the trunk of the sacred tree, gradually rising and becoming thick at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ground within a radius of thousands of miles grew, and radiated with stars of light.

The large ground slabs of Qiankun Realm are also extending outwards.

At the edge of the world, the five elements of energy gradually transform into the space of heaven and earth, making the world become increasingly huge. If you stand in Zhang Ruochen's sea of ​​energy and look at the Qiankun Realm, you will only feel that a map is slowly unfolding, showing more geographical pictures and texts.

...

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After the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa withdrew from the Ancestral Spirit Realm, it lost its foreign enemies. The saints from the Seven Realms of Shatuo gathered together again and were divided into seven camps, gathering towards the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron.

The seven major worlds have different degrees of losses. Some worlds have suffered 50% casualties, while others have reached 80%.

Of course, whether it is 50% or 80% is a tragic song of blood and tears. Without the support of a large number of resources, it is difficult to recover your vitality. Even if you survive this battle of merit for the saints, you may not be able to survive the next time.

For the world with low rankings, it is always struggling on the survival line, unless a peerless genius emerges, who can move forward bravely and sing forward rapidly, and can enter the "Merit List" of the Heavenly Court Realm at the Saint Realm, the Saint King Realm, and the Great Saint Realm. Once such a person breaks through to the Divine Realm, he will have the power to kill the gods.

As long as you can kill a god in the hell realm, you can change the fate of billions of creatures in the entire mother realm.

Therefore, the geniuses and strong people on "The Merit of the Saint", "The Merit of the Saint King", and "The Merit of the Great Sage" are all figures that are rushing to win over by major worlds.

Especially for those big worlds that rank low, once a genius who can enter the "Saint Merit List" appears in the mother world, it will definitely be a major event that will alarm the gods in the mother world.

Only geniuses who enter the "Saint Merit List" will be easier to cultivate, and there will be a greater probability of entering the "Saint King Merit List" and even the "Great Sage Merit List".

At this moment, all the saints in Kunlun Realm gathered together, and there were only more than 30,000 left, including humans, wild beasts, and other alien species.

When they looked at the direction of the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, many saints showed complex expressions in their eyes.

A saint from the Fire Clan went to see Wan Jiao and the talented woman of Holy Book and said, "Qiu Yu is the spiritual root of the future world of Kunlun Realm, and the Queen attaches great importance to him. Although he did make some mistakes on the battlefield, but... he is still very young after all, and it is normal for him to be unstable enough. As long as he has more guidance in the future, he can still stand tall."

"Stand up to the sky?"

Wan Jiaoyi's big hands were behind her back, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face: "If he had one tenth of Zhang Ruochen's, I would believe that he would be able to stand up in the future. Unfortunately, he did not."

Chu Siyuan stood aside and said in a deep voice: "Even ordinary saints, facing the moment of death crisis, exploded their holy source and died with the enemy. However, Qiuyu only knew how to surrender to the enemy, and even surrendered to the enemy, becoming a dog under the enemy's feet. Such spiritual roots in the Kunlun Realm would not be worthy of the Kunlun Realm, and he would not be able to lose his face."

The talented woman in the Holy Book knew very well that the autumn rain was just a chess piece placed on the open by the queen. The spiritual root of the heaven and earth that the queen was truly cultivating was the peach tree.

Therefore, Qiu Yu's life and death have no big impact on Kunlun Realm.

Of course, the purpose of the Queen's arrangement of Qiuyu is indeed a bit unpredictable to the talented woman in the Holy Book. Perhaps it is because foreign enemies will be unfavorable to the spiritual roots of the Kunlun Realm, so she used a chess piece to confuse the enemy.

It is also possible that the Queen wanted to cultivate Qiuyu into a knife, specifically used to deal with Zhang Ruochen.

Some of these big worlds are planning to take advantage of the opportunity of Zhang Ruochen's sacrifice to refine the autumn rain to seize the wall of merit.

However, Zhang Ruochen showed too strong strength, which forced the army of the Marquis of Rakshasa to retreat, so few people dared to provoke him.

"Test it first, I don't believe he can always maintain such a strong combat power."

The Knife Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm sent a team of ten people to hide under a sacred umbrella, restraining the breath on his body, and sneaking quietly over.

The ten-person team is all first-class strong men, and the invisible holy umbrella can cover up the aura on them.

When they were just approaching within a thousand miles of Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron, Zhang Ruochen, who was standing among the golden ancient characters, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wow—"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan let out a sword sound and flew out.

On the sword body, 20,000 waves of holy power appeared, bursting out the perfect power of two rays, passing through a thousand miles of land, bombarding the invisible holy umbrella.

"Boom."

The earth shook violently and a bottomless pit appeared.

The invisible holy umbrella became ragged, and ten creatures with strong cultivation fell to the bottom of the pit, fuzzy and bloody, all of which lost their breath of life.

Just one sword to kill the top ten masters.

"What kind of trump card does this guy have?"

Fang Yi, the realm of the sword prison world, and Dongliu Sword Master, the realm of the purple palace world, were all shocked. The other saints in the two major worlds even showed a look of fear.

"If you are not afraid of death, even if you come to grab the wall of merit, I don't believe that you can't kill you all." Zhang Ruochen spit out a sound wave from his mouth, warning the saints of Shatuo's seven realms.

All the saints who were ready to move calmed down.

"The God Envoy is really overbearing, but I like it."

"With the protection of the God Envoy, no one can take away the wall of merit. Our Guanghan Realm must be the first in the saint's merit war."

...

All the saints in Guanghan Realm are proud. There is no doubt that having a divine envoy like Zhang Ruochen shines brightly on the battlefield of merit, and Guanghan Realm's popularity and status in the Heavenly Court Realm will be improved to a certain extent.

The Moon God also has a considerable reputation in the Heavenly Court Realm, but, after all, he is a god and must rarely appear.

Zhang Ruochen is different. Now it is the time to show his strength. In the future, he will only make a bigger name in the Heavenly Court Realm and become a mark representing the Guanghan Realm.

In the future, monks from Guanghan Realm will go out to explore. As long as they report the name "Zhang Ruochen", monks from other worlds will show some admiration.

This is the influence of a genius!

About half an hour later, the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron completely refined the autumn rain and the sacrifice officially ended.

Zhang Ruochen picked up this ancient bronze tripod and poured out a large pile of carbon ash from it.

"After absorbing the power of autumn rain, the divine wood of heaven becomes much stronger, and the holy energy of heaven and earth in the Qiankun Realm becomes stronger." Zhang Ruochen was very satisfied.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen raised his head and saw that all the saints of Shatuo's seven realms were heading in this direction.

At about a thousand miles away from Zhang Ruochen, they stopped. Only the realm of each world, used their body skills to come opposite Zhang Ruochen.

The foot of the Lingyan Demon Concubine stepped on the petal-shaped holy air cloud, which looked charming and made an attractive laugh: "Zhang Ruochen, I don't snatch the wall of merit book, but on this battlefield, a large number of corpses of the saints of the Ten Directions of the Great Demons were left, and I want to bring them back to my hometown for burial."

"It's safe to be buried in the soil, and the fallen leaves return to their roots. No problem, I promise you." Zhang Ruochen said.

"Thank you."

The pretty face of the Lingyan Demon Concubine smiled even more charmingly.

In fact, what she wanted was not those corpses, but the holy source inside the corpses.

You know, there were hundreds of thousands or even millions of holy creatures on this battlefield. The battle was fierce at that time, and neither side had time to collect the holy source.

In other words, there are a large number of holy sources left on this battlefield.

You should know that after a semi-saint refined a holy source, there is a high probability that he will break through to the holy realm. Now the seven realms of Shatuo are seriously damaged. Only by obtaining a large number of holy sources can he quickly recover his vital energy, otherwise he will be unable to deal with the next merit battle.

Of course, the biggest obstacle for them to take away the Holy Source on the battlefield is Zhang Ruochen. It is not easy to pass this level.

"You can take the corpse back. However, the holy source in the corpse must be left behind." Zhang Ruochen said.
Chapter completed!