However, the promotion of Xuanzang and others was just the beginning.
There are still a lot of vast golden clouds of merit in the sky that have not fallen down.
But under the gaze of everyone.
These golden clouds of merit were divided into several strands.
The largest of them, accounting for almost 70%, was like a golden river in the sky, pouring down towards Zhao Feng's head.
Another force, about 20%, fell into the Heavenly Palace, towards the majestic figure who possessed the destiny of humanity.
The remaining ten percent turned into golden rain all over the sky, sprinkling onto the battlefield, every Qin warrior who participated in the battle, and those quasi-saints who took action.
The soldiers of the Great Qin were all bathed in golden light, and their cultivation levels were rising steadily.
Duobao Tathagata looked at the golden river of merit that was almost completely drowning Zhao Feng, his eyes were red, and he was almost going crazy with jealousy.
If such a huge merit were given to him, it would be enough for him to make up for all his injuries and reach the peak of quasi-sainthood. He would even have a chance to glimpse the realm of saints!
But now, all the immeasurable merits that should have belonged to his Buddhist sect have been taken advantage of by this mortal enemy!
However, the next moment.
The scene that happened left everyone present, including the three Buddhas who were fighting fiercely with the Three Emperors, completely stunned.
It was seen that Zhao Feng did not absorb the golden river of merit that was enough to drive any quasi-saint crazy into his body.
Zhao Feng just raised his hand.
Buzz!
An ancient spear, completely black and filled with an aura of endless destruction and killing, suddenly appeared in his palm.
It is the innate killing treasure, the God-killing Spear!
Ran Deng cried out in surprise, “What…what does he want to do!”
The God-killing Spear is the companion treasure of the Demon Ancestor Rāhu. It is transformed from the stem of the Chaos Green Lotus and is born for killing and destruction. Its attributes and the power of merit are two extremes that are incompatible.
Use the power of merit to infuse the God-killing Spear?
This is such a waste of resources!
Duobao Tathagata was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He pointed at Zhao Feng, trembling all over: "Madman! You madman!"
Zhao Feng ignored their shock.
He simply thrust the God-killing Spear in his hand lightly towards the rushing golden river of merit.
boom!
The God-killing Spear erupted in violent resistance the moment it came into contact with the Golden River of Merit.
The extremely pure origin of killing and the vast power of merit collided and impacted madly.
The entire sky of Lingshan was violently distorted because of this.
Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and his chaotic magic power began to circulate, forcibly suppressing the original will of the God-killing Spear.
"Swallow it!"
Zhao Feng gave an order.
The God-killing Spear let out an unwilling wail and finally gave up resistance. A black vortex emerged on the gun body and began to frantically devour the endless power of merit.
Visible to the naked eye.
Mysterious and luxurious golden lines began to appear on the gun body, which was originally as black as ink and exuded cold murderous intent.
The pure murderous intent that originated from the origin of the Great Dao did not dissipate. Instead, it was perfectly wrapped and restrained by the golden power of merit.
The cold light on the tip of the gun remained, but it also had a majestic and sacred aura.
When the last ray of golden light of merit was completely swallowed up.
The God-killing Spear has undergone earth-shaking changes.
It quietly hovered in front of Zhao Feng, and above the gun body, the black and gold divine lights shone together, with both the supreme killing power to destroy all things and the vast merit of saving all living beings.
Two completely opposite forces were perfectly integrated in a strange way.
Zhao Feng could clearly feel that after absorbing countless merits, the power of this fierce weapon was more than ten times stronger than before!
The most important thing is.
From now on, killing people with this gun will no longer be affected by any cause and effect!
Zhao Feng laughed loudly: "Great! What a great spear of merit and killing!"
However.
It was at the moment when he put away the God-killing Gun.
Boom!
Above the nine heavens, from the depths of the golden cloud of merit that had just dispersed, a violent vibration suddenly came.
A mysterious purple aura, as if containing all the great principles of the entire ancient world, appeared from the void without any warning!
That ray of primordial purple energy was only about three feet long, and its entire body was a dreamy purple color.
As soon as it appeared, it seemed to be the only thing in this world.
Time stops and space freezes.
Whether it was the strong men who were fighting fiercely or the blood rain floating in the sky, at this moment, they all stopped.
Everyone's attention was simultaneously drawn to the purple airflow.
"Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
"It's the Hongmeng Purple Qi! The foundation for becoming a saint!"
Deep in the Netherworld Sea of Blood, in a palace built of endless dry bones, the ancestor of the Styx suddenly opened his eyes, and those eyes were filled with endless greed and fanaticism.
He could no longer hold back, and with a flicker of his body, he turned into a streak of blood, carrying with him the murderous aura of hundreds of millions of Asuras. He rushed out of the sea of blood and headed straight for Xiniu Hezhou.
In the North Sea, inside the Demon Master's Palace that has been frozen for thousands of years.
Kunpeng's figure slowly emerged from the gloomy throne. He looked at the purple aura in the direction of Lingshan Mountain, his sinister face filled with unprecedented excitement: "Hahaha! Heaven has eyes! Heaven has eyes! I have waited for countless epochs, and finally... finally got this opportunity!"
He laughed wildly, and the huge Demon Master Palace burst open.
He transformed into the true form of Kunpeng, which covered the sky and the sun. With a flap of his wings, he soared up to 90,000 miles, tearing through the endless space and rushing madly towards Lingshan.
Thirty-third heaven, Lingxiao Palace.
The majestic face of Lord Haotian could no longer remain calm.
He suddenly stood up from the dragon throne and stared intently at the water mirror. His breathing became rapid, "Really! This time, it's real Hongmeng Purple Qi!"
He no longer cared about the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven or the strategy of sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers.
In the face of the temptation of sanctification, everything seems so insignificant.
He took a step forward and his figure disappeared into the Lingxiao Palace.
And in the center of the battlefield, on top of Lingshan Mountain.
Duobao Tathagata, Dipankara and Maitreya Buddha, who were fighting fiercely with the Three Emperors of the human race, stopped their actions at the same time when they saw the Hongmeng purple air appear.
The three people's faces were first filled with surprise, and then they were replaced by boundless ecstasy and greed.
Become a saint!
This is the ultimate goal they have always dreamed of!
If one could obtain this primordial purple energy and refine it, he would be able to ascend to heaven in one step and become an immortal saint who would never die!
By then, the Qin Dynasty can be destroyed in a snap!
The prosperity of Buddhism is just around the corner!
Duobao Tathagata's eyes were red, and he looked like a madman: "It's mine! This primordial purple energy is mine!"
He could no longer care about Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him. The Buddha's light on his body suddenly surged, and he wanted to break free from the battle circle and seize the opportunity to become a saint.
However.
How could Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi let him get his wish?
"Your opponent is this emperor!"
Xuanyuan Huangdi shouted coldly, and the sword of the Holy Way in his hand shone brightly. A sword energy containing the entire human imperial power crossed the sky and locked onto Duobao Tathagata.
Randang and Maitreya were also entangled by Fuxi and Shennong and could not escape at all.
They could only watch helplessly as the primordial purple energy was so close to them, their hearts almost bleeding with anxiety, but they were powerless to do anything.
For a while.
Throughout the three realms of the prehistoric world, all the quasi-saints hiding in the dark were alarmed by this primordial purple energy.
One after another, powerful auras rose into the sky from every corner of the Three Realms, heading straight for Lingshan!
At this moment, the person closest to the primordial purple energy was Zhao Feng.
He looked at the purple airflow that seemed to have life and was slowly moving in the void, and a huge wave rose in his heart.
He has not released the fake Hongmeng purple energy yet. There is no doubt that this Hongmeng purple energy is real.
He could never have imagined it.
The completion of this Journey to the West catastrophe actually brought out a real primordial purple aura!
This is the foundation of the Heavenly Saint!
This time, the catastrophe will actually give birth to a saint!
He didn't hesitate at all.
While everyone was still immersed in shock and greed, he moved.
"Chaos Bell, suppress time and space!"
clang!
A distant and loud bell sounded from above his head.
The ancient and mysterious Chaos Bell swelled in the wind and turned into a giant bell that covered the sky and the sun. When the bell sounded, the time and space within a radius of billions of miles, as well as the primordial purple air, were instantly frozen.
After doing all this, Zhao Feng took a step forward and his figure appeared in front of the primordial purple energy.
He stretched out his hand, ready to take the foundation of sanctification into his possession.
However.
Just when he was about to touch the Hongmeng purple energy.
Boom!
Above the nine heavens, the clouds that had just dispersed gathered again.
An indescribably huge and indifferent eye slowly emerged from behind the clouds.
Eye of Heaven!
This time, it was no longer anger, but complete coldness and indifference.
It seemed unable to tolerate that Zhao Feng seized this opportunity to become a saint right under its nose, which should not have happened.
Snap!
There was no sign at all.
A gray divine thunder that was ten times more terrifying than the previous divine thunder of heavenly punishment came crashing down from the center of the Eye of Heaven.
The divine thunder ignored the time and space suppression of the Chaos Bell and Zhao Feng's protective divine light, and acted directly on the rule level. Its target was the hand that stretched out to the Hongmeng purple energy!
Zhao Feng felt the terrifying power that was enough to instantly wipe out even a quasi-saint, and his face darkened.
But the hand he extended did not flinch at all.
He just sneered, and with his other hand, he made a light clenched grip on the falling gray divine thunder.
"Thirty-sixth Rank Chaos Azure Lotus, protect my true body!"
Buzz!
A green lotus phantom emerged from behind him. A green light that seemed soft but contained the weight of the entire chaos rose into the sky and headed towards the gray divine thunder.
at the same time.
Although he did not get close, he had already collected the Hongmeng purple energy into the storage space through his divine sense.
And at the same moment it disappeared.
Another "Hongmeng Purple Qi" that he had prepared long ago, which was refined using Chaos Ore and supreme magical powers, appeared silently at the original location.
Stealing one thing and changing the other!
The whole process was smooth and completed in one go.
With the Chaos Bell suppressing time and space, and the Chaos Green Lotus resisting the heavenly punishment, at a moment when everyone was overwhelmed by the chance to become a saint, he completed this earth-shaking replacement.
boom!
It was at this moment.
The gray divine thunder of heavenly punishment finally collided fiercely with the protective divine light of the Chaos Green Lotus.
The green light shook violently, but finally, it successfully eliminated and assimilated the gray divine thunder.
And Zhao Feng seemed to be hit by the huge recoil force.
"puff!"
He "sprayed" out a mouthful of golden blood, staggered backward, and his face showed a "just right" pale color.
The hand he stretched out seemed to be unable to control the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" anymore.
The fake one he replaced just "broke free" from his restraints, turned into a purple light, and shot towards the distance.
"not good!"
Zhao Feng let out a low growl of regret, as if he wanted to catch up, but he was locked firmly on by the Eye of Heaven and could not move.
This scene seemed perfectly normal to those powerful people who were watching from afar.
In their opinion, although Zhao Feng was powerful, he was still a little short of the right skills to seize the foundation of becoming a saint under the nose of the Heavenly Dao.
Now, the Hongmeng purple energy has escaped and become ownerless.
The opportunity has come!
"Hahaha! This treasure is destined to be with my sea of blood!"
A wild laugh came from the horizon.
The figure of the ancestor of the Styx was the first to arrive.
He raised the two killing swords Yuantu and Abi, and the bloody sword light turned into a sea of blood, sweeping directly towards the flying "Hongmeng Purple Qi".
"Styx, how dare you!"
Kunpeng's sharp voice followed closely behind.
His huge Kunpeng true body covered half of the sky. His wings flapped, rolling up endless Beiming Holy Water, turning into black water dragons, and slamming fiercely into the sea of blood.
"How can such a saintly treasure be within the reach of your evil demons? It should belong to our Heavenly Court!"
Lord Haotian also came, with the Haotian Mirror hanging high above his head. The mirror light shone everywhere, turning into a golden river in the sky, trying to collect the "Hongmeng Purple Qi" directly into the mirror.
The three most powerful quasi-saints in the ancient world instantly fought for that false chance to become saints.
The sea of blood is surging, the divine water is surging, and the mirror light is shining everywhere.
The terrifying energy aftermath turned the entire sky above Lingshan into chaos.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
Duobao Tathagata, who was tightly entangled by the Three Emperors, looked at the three people fighting in the distance with his eyes wide open.
He knew that if he didn't take action, the chance to become a saint would really be gone from him.
"Xuanyuan! Get out of my way!"
Duobao Tathagata went completely crazy.
He no longer held back and began to burn his Buddha essence and origin frantically.
The Buddhist world behind him exploded and turned into the purest energy, which was poured into his body.
His aura surged and he slapped out with his palm, actually forcing Emperor Xuanyuan to retreat half a step.
Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he flashed and turned into a ray of golden light, rushing towards the center of the battlefield regardless of everything.
...(End of this chapter)
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