The first thousand three hundred and eighty-two chapters appeared in the Dragon Protector Pavilion
What Zhang Ruochen said was really shocking, he actually wanted to destroy the Lingxiao Palace.
The Lingxiaotian Palace is located in Shengming City. Not only can it suppress King Mingjiang and Mingtang at the same time, but it can also check and balance the black market, the Demon Sect, the Blood God Sect... and other evil forces. How terrifying is its strength. Does it mean that it can be destroyed?
The Lingxiaotian Palace is a sharp blade used by the imperial court to deal with the remnants of the Shengming Central Empire, and it can use bloody methods to kill them all.
It can be said that in the eyes of King Mingjiang, Bai Su, Yan Kaixuan and others, the person they hate the most, hate the most, and want to kill the most has always been King Lingxiao.
Chi Yao can only be ranked second.
Of course, both Ling Xiao Tian Wang and Chi Yao are too powerful, and they cannot compete with them at all. Under the pursuit and suppression of Ling Xiao Tian Wang, it is quite remarkable that they can survive until now.
Qin Yutong sent Zhang Ruochen back to the cultivation residence. It was difficult to calm down in her heart. She stared at the handsome, tall and cold figure walking in front. Finally, she couldn't help but asked: "Your Highness, do you really want to attack the Lingxiaotian Palace?
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"What's wrong?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Qin Yutong said: "I want to join the war."
Zhang Ruochen stopped, turned around, and stared at her charming and smart eyes. Qin Yutong, who can be called the most beautiful woman in Shengming City, has impeccable appearance.
"Even the Twelve Royal Family fell silent when they heard what I said. Apparently they don't believe that this prince can destroy the Lingxiaotian Palace. Your cultivation level is not yet at the Holy Realm, so you dare to participate in the war?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Qin Yutong knelt down on one knee, raised her beautiful face, and said: "Even if I have a narrow escape, I will join the war. I don't want to hide anymore, and I don't want to dance for my enemies anymore. I just want revenge and for my parents."
Revenge, grandpa's revenge. Please grant it, Your Highness."
Seeing that her eyes were very firm, Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment, took out a holy source and a 10,000-year-old holy medicine from the space ring, and threw them to her.
"Within ten days, if you can break through to the realm of a saint, I will allow you to participate in the battle."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."
Qin Yutong's snow-white teeth bit her red lips gently, her beautiful eyes showing a gleaming light. When she raised her head again, Zhang Ruochen's figure had disappeared at the end of the corridor.
I have to say that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so charming. He is not only handsome, but also extremely talented and generous. He has a strong side, but sometimes he is a little melancholy.
"I must practice hard and never let His Highness down."
Qin Yutong secretly swore in his heart.
In the palace in the center of the lake, the saints gradually calmed down, and they were all thinking about what trump card Zhang Ruochen had, and he actually claimed to be able to destroy the Lingxiao Palace.
"Dragon Protection Pavilion...must be Dragon Protection Pavilion..."
King Mingjiang read out this sentence.
Yan Kaixuan said: "Dragon Protection Pavilion has always been just a legend. No one has ever seen them. It's not certain. They are simply a fictitious organization."
King Mingjiang shook his head and said: "The Dragon Protection Pavilion is very likely to be real. When the emperor's brother disappeared, the two country-protecting totems and the country's spiritual ancestors also disappeared at the same time. I suspect that they are the guardian dragons.
Members of the Cabinet.”
The totem of the Shengming Central Empire is the golden tiger.
According to legend, the mount of the founder of the Zhang family, the Great Master Fudo Mingwang, was a golden beast.
Only direct members of the royal family know that eight hundred years ago, there were still two golden wolves guarding the Central Empire of Shengming. They were the descendants of the golden zodiac beasts and had lived for tens of thousands of years.
The truly powerful descendants of mythical beasts and ancient relics have a lifespan far beyond that of humans. Even if they live for tens of thousands of years, they may not die.
The Zhenguo Lingzu is a plant that has been guarding the Zhang family since the Middle Ages and even further back.
Of course, the Zhenguo Lingzu is a legend, and it is difficult to prove that it actually exists. Because, according to the legend, only the Ming emperors of each generation can visit it after they succeed to the throne.
Only the Ming emperors of each generation know whether the Zhenguo Lingzu really existed.
King Mingjiang also read some ancient family books and found that every time the Zhang family encountered a great disaster, a mysterious force would appear to help resolve the disaster. Therefore, even in the great turmoil at the end of the Middle Ages, the Zhang family was not destroyed.
That mysterious power is sometimes like a petal falling from the sky to protect the Zhang family below; sometimes it is a root rushing out from the ground to kill the powerful enemies of the Zhang family.
Therefore, King Mingjiang suspected that the mysterious force was probably the Zhenguo Spirit Ancestor.
Wang Ji was a little moved and said: "What if Zhang Ruochen really recalls the members of the Dragon Protection Pavilion who were teleporting and destroyed the Lingxiaotian Palace. What should we do?"
"If he can really destroy the Lingxiaotian Palace, he will be qualified to be the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire." King Mingjiang said.
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In the next two days, Zhang Ruochen has been cultivating with all his strength, hitting the ground level.
The cultivation level of the Xuanhuang realm is still too low, and it can be dealt with by ordinary true saints. However, it may not be easy to win against the strong ones among the true saints.
Although Zhang Ruochen only used three swords to defeat Mu Qingtian, he had used the Seven Swordsmanship and the Time Sword Technique to go all out.
Even with all his strength, he only cut off Mu Qingtian's hair crown, not his head.
It can be seen from this that it is not as simple as outsiders see to defeat a person in the late stage of the True Saint.
What's more, on top of the late stage of the True Saint, there is also the realm of the Peak True Saint.
"Every realm of a saint is as difficult to break through as it is to reach the sky. No wonder Ling Feiyu's talent has also been practicing in the realm of saints for three hundred years before he broke through and became a saint king. Senior brothers, Pei Yutian and Situ Feng
There is not a single person in the city who is not a first-rate genius, but after practicing for hundreds of years, they are still in the Heaven-Bearing Realm and have not been able to break through to the True Saint Realm."
As he went further, Zhang Ruochen felt that every time he broke through a realm, it was like climbing a high mountain. It was not something that could be overcome overnight.
I am afraid that only the Nine Realms can quickly improve their cultivation level. This is because they have received unimaginable training in the Semi-Saint Realm and have consumed a lot of resources in the Kunlun Realm.
It is not easy for Zhang Ruochen to keep up with the cultivation speed of the Nine Realms and stay ahead.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's mental strength noticed a cold breath, and he suddenly opened his eyes. He saw a figure standing in front of him in the training room.
The figure was wearing a white robe, and every thread on the robe seemed to be integrated with the rules of heaven and earth. Like a white waterfall, it naturally drooped downwards, emitting a glistening brilliance.
On his face, he wore a crystal clear mask that covered his entire face without any holes, including the eyes.
The inside of the mask looked like a starry sky, which was dark and deep, but also emitted tiny specks of light.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen open his eyes and discovering him, the man nodded slightly and said: "The deputy master of the Tiangang Pavilion of the Dragon Protection Pavilion has met His Royal Highness."
Zhang Ruochen remained calm, without any panic, and said, "How long did it take for you to get here?"
"I have been waiting in front of His Highness for three hours." A vague, hoarse voice came from under the mask.
Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air. The opponent had been standing in front of him for three hours, but with his mental strength, he didn't notice it at all.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Where is Zhao Min?"
"Zhao Min and other Tiangang are waiting outside."
The deputy master of Tiangang Pavilion spoke calmly and without any emotion. He did not seem to be condescending to Zhang Ruochen. At the same time, he also showed respect for Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen knew that the identity of the master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion was very special, so he didn't pay attention to it.
"All outside?"
Zhang Ruochen's mental strength did not notice Zhao Min's aura at all, and he was slightly surprised. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.
Under the moonlight, there were indeed figures standing one after another, all wearing white robes like waterfalls and masks like stars. Some were standing on the street, some were standing on the top of the temple, and some were suspended in mid-air.
However, the monks in Fengwu Pavilion seemed to be unable to see them and regarded them as air, which was really strange.
"It should be that the white robes and masks on them have magical power and can avoid the spiritual power and holy sense of the monks." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
A total of thirty-four white figures stood on all sides of the house, like stars over the moon.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen open the window, all the members of the Dragon Protection Pavilion bowed and saluted: "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."
Zhang Ruochen stared at the deputy master of Tiangang Pavilion again and said, "Why didn't the master of Tiangang Pavilion come in person?"
"Don't His Highness know the whereabouts of the Pavilion Master?" said the Deputy Pavilion Master.
Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Why does this prince know?"
"The Secret Scroll of the Blood Tribe was given to His Highness by the Pavilion Master. Your Highness should have met the Pavilion Master before." said the Deputy Pavilion Master.
""The Secret Scroll of the Blood Tribe"...the Pavilion Master...the Supreme Elder, a native of Yanli. Is he the Pavilion Master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion?"
Zhang Ruochen was slightly shocked, and then suddenly realized.
When Yan Liren handed the "Secret Scroll of the Blood Clan" to Zhang Ruochen, he claimed to know the master of the Hulong Pavilion and obtained the manuscript of the "Secret Scroll of the Blood Clan" from the master of the Hulong Pavilion.
Zhang Ruochen should have been suspicious at that time.
How could the Pavilion Master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion tell others his identity?
The so-called "Vampire Secret Scroll" must be the original manuscript.
Zhang Ruochen felt unbelievable, but had to accept this fact, and said: "How can the master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion be the supreme elder of the Blood God Sect?"
The deputy pavilion master said: "The members of the Dragon Protection Pavilion are all over the Kunlun Realm, hiding among the major forces. Some of them are even the heads of a large sect. Only after receiving the order from Emperor Ming will we gather again.
Hulong Pavilion. Only the Emperor Ming of each generation is qualified to know our identity."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he said: "Where is your identity? I should be able to know it, right?"