The undead vampires, various beasts, humans, and other creatures were all ecstatic. They immediately rushed into the royal capital and fought with the indigenous humans.
Most of the powerful people in the Qinglong Ruins world gathered in the royal capital, and naturally they also collected the most abundant treasures of heaven, materials and earth. Who wouldn’t want to go in and rob them?
Da Sikong and Sun Dadi were very excited and wanted to rush in with everyone, but they were stopped by Zhang Ruochen.
"There are ten indigenous human saints in the royal capital city. It may not be a good thing to break in first." Zhang Ruochen reminded.
Sun Dadi patted his chest and said: "If they are just lower realm saints, there is no need to be afraid of them."
Sun Dadi is full of confidence. With his current level of cultivation, even if he encounters a lower-level saint, he can defeat him.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The lower realm saints also have different strengths. There is a huge gap between the lower realm saints who have just entered the holy realm and the senior lower realm saints. If you really meet the senior lower realm saints,
Your cultivation is not enough."
Some saints have just entered the holy realm for the first time, some saints have probably practiced in the realm of lower realm saints for hundreds of years, and some lower realm saints have special systems and have practiced special holy arts.
As a result, the strength of the lower realm saints is naturally very different.
The saints who can stay in the Qinglongxu Realm to compete for the World Spirit, even if they are only lower realm saints, are definitely top figures among the lower realm saints, and they must not be underestimated.
Creatures from the Kunlun Realm broke into the royal capital and immediately started bloody killings and barbaric plunder.
The human monks were relatively restrained and did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but the strong men of the undead vampires and savage beasts did not have any scruples.
Wherever they passed, all the buildings were turned into ruins, and all the indigenous humans were eaten or drained of their blood.
"They are so abominable, how can they be so cruel?"
Princess Bai Li was quite angry. She bit her snow-white teeth and looked at Zhang Ruochen with pleading eyes and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you must save them. Now, only you can save them."
"There are at least tens of millions of people in the capital city, and the vast majority of them are warriors and cultivators. How can I save them? Do you think I am the savior?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and just sighed.
Zhang Ruochen is not a person who refuses to save anyone, but he is very clear that if he uses the Divine Tree of Heaven and Earth to include them in the world of the scroll, it will definitely lead to a lot of misunderstandings, and even ten indigenous human saints may come.
Besiege him.
At that time, it will only cause trouble.
Who would believe that an extraterrestrial evil spirit would be so kind as to save the indigenous humans in the Qinglongxu Realm? They would only think that he had ulterior motives.
Zhang Ruochen thought he was worthy of them by not joining in the burning, killing and looting.
Seeing the indigenous humans being eaten by savage beasts and having their blood sucked dry by the undead vampires, Princess Bai Li felt very sad and begged again, saying: "As long as you save people, I can willingly join the Ming Sect and treat you as the sect master.
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Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm and unmoved, saying: "I must be responsible for everyone's life safety."
Xiao Hei said: "Zhang Ruochen, all the indigenous humans in the royal capital are elites. If they can be conquered, Mingzong can grow stronger in a very short time. Leave this matter to me and Princess Bai Li.
That’s fine, when you fight for the world spirit, I will bring the Divine Wood Map of the Universe to meet you.”
Conquering the elites of the Qinglong Ruins Realm can indeed increase the quality and quantity of the Ming Sect's low-level and middle-level disciples to a level that surpasses that of an ancient sect.
Zhang Ruochen was a little moved, but he still felt that Xiao Hei was a bit unreliable and worried that it would be self-defeating. After Princess Bai Li lost her memory, she was full of sympathy and innocent like a little girl, which also gave people a feeling of worry.
This is not a trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will cause great disaster and be besieged by all forces.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen and said, "Sister, please stay and help them. Don't let the two cats mess things up. Save as many as you can. You must do what you can."
Finally, after some deliberation, everyone divided into two groups.
Xiao Hei, Princess Bai Li, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo entered the royal capital with the Divine Wood Map of the Universe, with the main goal of connecting indigenous humans to the world of the map scroll.
Zhang Ruochen used holy energy to wrap up Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Sun Dadi, and Murong Yue, and used the Great Space Movement to directly break into the hinterland of the royal capital.
In the royal capital, a large number of strong indigenous human beings gathered, and many attack formations were deployed, which hindered the footsteps of the strong men of all races in the Kunlun Realm, making it impossible for them to break into the central area of the royal capital in a short period of time.
Murong Yue stood behind Zhang Ruochen, looking at the battlefield in the outer city, and said solemnly: "The Qinglong Dynasty is still quite powerful, and it can actually resist so many first-line experts."
"The strength of a superior ruin realm is naturally quite strong. Although there is a big gap between it and the Kunlun realm, they must not be underestimated." Zhang Ruochen said.
In the inner city, there was a scene of chaos, all the formations were activated, light pillars rose up in the streets and alleys, and the defensive light masks were connected layer by layer.
"We must hold back those extraterrestrial evil spirits and not allow them to break into the palace and take away the spirit of the world."
"As long as we keep the spirit of the world and wait until the son of the world in the Qinglong Ruins Realm is born, the Qinglong Dynasty can continue."
"Fight until the last drop of blood is shed."
In the royal capital, all the indigenous humans participated in the battle, some were guarding the formation, and some rushed to the outer city.
The five people headed by Zhang Ruochen appeared very low-key and did not attract the attention of the indigenous humans.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen noticed a powerful wave of power and looked up.
I saw eight giant dragons flying out of the golden holy mountain in the center of the royal capital, flying over the heads of Zhang Ruochen and others, rushing towards the outer city.
In the center of the eight giant dragons is a middle-aged man wearing golden armor. He is holding a long spear and looks majestic. The fluctuations of holy energy emanating from his body are extremely strong.
On the street, a large number of indigenous human monks exclaimed, "That is Master Qingkong Martial Saint. He has not left this world and is still guarding the Qinglong Dynasty."
The rules of heaven and earth in the Qinglong Xu Realm are somewhat different from those in the Kunlun Realm, and naturally the cultivation methods are also different.
In the Qinglong Ruins world, the more dragon shadows are cultivated, the stronger they become.
He cultivated six dragon shadows and was called "Martial King".
He cultivated seven dragon shadows and was called "Wuzun".
He cultivated eight dragon shadows and was called "Martial Saint".
"This person should be one of the ten indigenous saints left in the Qinglongxu world. He is indeed quite powerful, far superior to the average lower-level saints."
Zhang Ruochen did not use his mental power to detect the opponent, but simply relied on his feelings to roughly guess the strength of the Eight Dragons Martial Saint.
"What nonsense Martial Saint? I, the prince, are here to weigh you and how much do you weigh?"
The prince of the Kun clan maintained his holy human body, flapped the wings on his back, soared into the sky, waved the long spear in his hand, and struck at the Qingkong Martial Saint.
The Red Sea Vajra is so heavy that it can shatter a mountain with one blow.
"You creatures from the Kunlun Realm are really too much. Even a mere junior dares to be so arrogant."
The eyes of Qingkong Martial Saint were filled with blazing flames. He pushed forward with both hands and knocked out the eight dragon shadows, colliding with the Red Sea Vajra Tree.
The Kun prince made a muffled sound and flew out.
With a bang, it fell to the ground, flattening all the ancient buildings on a street, leaving a deep ravine.
"So strong."
Seeing this scene, Sun Dadi in the inner city took a breath of cold air.
You must know that the prince of the Kun clan's combat power ranks high among the first-line powerhouses. He has long been able to defeat the lower realm saints, but he was unable to block the attack of the Qingkong Martial Saint.
"The Eight Dragons Martial Saint is definitely the top master among the lower realm saints. Creatures that have not entered the holy realm cannot be his opponent, no matter how strong their physique is, it is useless." Murong Yue's face was quite solemn.
said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "No matter how strong the lower-level saints in the Qinglongxu Realm are, they have an upper limit and cannot be compared with the top lower-level saints in the Kunlun Realm. In my opinion, the Eight Dragons Martial Saint is not so strong that he cannot be defeated.
degree."
"Boom."
In the center of the royal capital, among the golden holy mountains, several more Eight Dragon Martial Saints flew out, flew across the sky, and joined the battlefield entering the outer city.
Every appearance of the Eight Dragon Martial Saints will cause a sensation in the royal capital and boost the morale of the indigenous humans.
Obviously, these Eight Dragon Martial Saints who appeared must be famous overlords in the Qinglong Ruins world, and all of them are legends.
Zhang Ruochen did not continue to pay attention to the battle in the outer city. No matter how much the indigenous humans of the Qinglong Dynasty resisted, they could not reverse the trend. Today, they would surely be destroyed.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the golden holy mountain in the distance.
The holy mountain is located in the center of the royal capital. It is majestic and sacred. There are densely packed palaces on the mountain, extending from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, making the entire mountain look extremely magnificent.
"That should be the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty." Zhang Ruochen said.
On the top of the Holy Mountain, there are no palace-like buildings, only a huge black altar.
Nine-colored mist of light continuously pours out from the altar on the top of the mountain.
It can be speculated that in the near future, the ninth-grade holy source spiritual spring and the spirit of the world will most likely be born on the top of the holy mountain.
"Now let's kill and seize the holy mountain. As long as the ninth-grade holy source spiritual spring is born, isn't it ours?" Da Sikong laughed.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he saw dozens of figures standing on the top of the holy mountain, with countless dragon shadows surrounding their bodies. It was like a hundred dragons' nest, exuding a dangerous aura.
There must be a large number of masters stationed at the altar on the top of the mountain. If we attack now, we will be in a tough fight.
"Wait a minute, there is no need to push yourself to the limelight?"
Then, Zhang Ruochen stared at the splendid palace, showed a smile, and said: "We can go to the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty to have a look, maybe there will be greater gains."
Sun Dadi's eyes lit up, he slapped his forehead and said, "That's right! You may not be able to catch several stunning princesses and princesses. Boss, you are smarter."
"..." Zhang Ruochen said.
Sun Dadi was overjoyed. He held the iron rod and rushed out first, rushing to the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty. Da Sikong was gone and he rushed faster than Sun Dadi.