"Crash and enter the capital."

"Ao."

The Immortal Blood Clan, the Barbarian Beast Clan, the Human Clan, and other creatures were all ecstatic and rushed into the royal capital at the first time to fight against the indigenous humans.

Most of the strong people in the Qinglong Ruins Realm gathered in the capital, and naturally they also collected the richest treasures of heaven and earth. Who doesn’t want to go in and grab them?

Da Sikong and Sun Dadi were quite excited and wanted to follow everyone in, but they were stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

"In the royal capital, there are ten indigenous human saints. It may not be a good thing to break in first." Zhang Ruochen reminded.

Sun Dadi patted his chest and said, "If you are just a saint in the lower realm, you don't have to be afraid of them at all."

Sun Dadi was full of confidence. With his current cultivation level, he could defeat him even if he encountered a saint in the lower realm.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "The lower realm saints also have strength divisions. 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 a senior lower realm saint, your cultivation is not enough."

Some saints have only just entered the holy realm, some are likely to have practiced in the realm of a saint in the lower realm for hundreds of years, and some saints in the lower realm have special systems and have practiced special holy arts.

In this way, the strength of the saints in the lower realm will naturally be very different.

The saints who can stay in the Qinglong Ruins Realm to compete for the spirit of the world, even if they are just saints in the lower realm, must be the top figures among saints in the lower realm, and they must not be underestimated.

The creatures from Kunlun Realm broke into the royal capital and immediately launched bloody killing and barbaric robbery.

The human monks are relatively still restrained and have not killed innocent people indiscriminately, but the strong men of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Barbarian Beasts have no scruples.

Wherever they passed, all the buildings were turned into ruins, and all the indigenous humans were eaten or sucked into blood.

"They are so hateful, how can they be so cruel?"

Princess Bai Li was quite angry, bit her snow-white silver teeth, looked at Zhang Ruochen with a pleading look, 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 most of them are warriors and cultivators. How to save them? Do you think I am the savior?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and just sighed.

Zhang Ruochen is not a person who will never save him, but he is quite clear that if he uses the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture and brings them into the map scroll world, it will definitely cause a lot of misunderstandings, and even ten indigenous human saints may come to siege him.

At that time, it will only cause trouble.

Who would believe that an evil demon from the outside world would be so kind to rescue the indigenous humans in the Qinglong Ruins Realm? He would only think that he had a purpose.

Without joining the burning, killing and looting, Zhang Ruochen thought he was worthy of them.

Seeing the native humans being constantly eaten by wild beasts and sucked blood by the immortal blood clan, Princess Bai Li felt very sad and begged again, saying, "As long as you take action to save people, I can willingly join Mingzong and regard you as the sect leader."

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 subdued, they can make Mingzong grow stronger in a very short time. Just leave this matter to me and Princess Bai Li. When competing for the spirit of the world, I will bring the Qiankun Shenmutu to join you."

Conquering the elites in the Qinglongxu Realm can indeed make the quality and quantity of low- and middle-level disciples of Mingzong reach a level that exceeds that of an ancient sect.

Zhang Ruochen was a little moved, but he still felt that Xiao Hei was a little unreliable and worried that it would backfire. After Princess Bai Li lost her memory, she felt full of sympathy and was as simple as a little girl, which also gave people a feeling of uneasiness.

This is not a trivial matter. If you are not careful, you will cause a big disaster and besieged by all forces.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen and said, "Senior Sister, stay and help them. Don't let the two cats mess up the matter. Save as much as you can. You must do what you can."

Finally, after some discussion, the troops were divided into two groups.

Xiao Hei, Princess Bai Li, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo carry the divine wood picture of the universe and enter the royal capital. The main goal is to connect the indigenous humans into the world of map scrolls.

Zhang Ruochen used holy energy to wrap Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Sun Dadi, and Murong Yue, and used a large space transfer to directly enter the hinterland of the royal capital.

In the capital, a large number of indigenous human strong men gathered, and many attack formations were arranged, which dragged the footsteps of the powerful men of various tribes in the Kunlun Realm, making it impossible for them to enter the central area of ​​the capital in a short time.

Murong Yue stood behind Zhang Ruochen, looked at the battlefield in the outer city, and said solemnly: "The strength of the Qinglong Dynasty is still quite powerful, and it actually blocked so many front-line strong people."

"The strength of a high-level ruins is naturally quite powerful. Although there is a big gap with the Kunlun realm, they must not be underestimated." Zhang Ruochen said.

In the inner city, there was a scene of chaos and all formations were activated. Light columns rose between the streets and alleys, and the defense light shields were connected one by one.

"The evil demons outside the domain must be held back, and they cannot be allowed to break into the palace and take away the spirits of the world."

"As long as you keep the spirit of the world, the Qinglong Dynasty can continue when the son of the world is born in the Qinglong Ruins world."

"Fight until the last drop of blood is gone."

In the royal capital, all the indigenous humans participated in the war, some guarded the formation, and some rushed to the outer city.

The five people led by Zhang Ruochen seemed 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 flew out from a golden holy mountain in the center of the royal capital, flying over the heads of Zhang Ruochen and others, and rushing towards the outer city.

At the center of the eight giant dragons is a middle-aged man wearing golden armor. He held a spear and looked majestic, and the sacred aura emitted from his body was extremely powerful.

On the street, a large number of indigenous human monks shouted, "That is Lord Qingkong Martial Saint. He has not left this world and is still protecting the Qinglong Dynasty."

The rules of heaven and earth in the Qinglongxu Realm are somewhat different from those in the Kunlun Realm, and their cultivation methods are naturally also different.

In the Qinglong Ruins Realm, the more dragon shadows you cultivate, the stronger your strength will be.

He cultivated six dragon shadows and was called "King of Martial Arts".

He cultivated seven dragon shadows, called "Martial Master".

He cultivated eight dragon shadows and was called "Martial Saint".

"This person should be one of the top ten indigenous saints who stayed in the Qinglong Ruins Realm. He is indeed quite powerful, far beyond the ordinary saints of the lower realm."

Zhang Ruochen did not use his mental power to investigate the other party, but based on his feelings, he roughly inferred the strength of the Eight Dragon Martial Saint.

"What a shitty martial saint, I will weigh you how much you have?"

The prince of the Kun clan maintained the holy body of a human being, sang his wings on his back, soared into the sky, waved the long spear in his hand, and slashed towards the Qingkong Martial Saint.

The Red Sea Vajra Spear is extremely heavy, and one blow can break a mountain.

"You creatures in Kunlun Realm are so overkill. A mere junior dares to be so arrogant."

The eyes of the Qingkong Martial Saint were full of burning flames. He pushed forward with his hands and knocked out the eight dragon shadows, colliding with the Red Sea Vajra Spear.

The Kun prince made a muffled sound and flew backwards.

With a loud bang, it fell to the ground, flattening all the ancient buildings in a street, leaving behind a deep gully.

“So strong.”

Seeing this scene, Sun Dadi took a breath in the inner city.

You should know that the combat power of the Kun clan prince ranks high among the front-line strong men and has long had the ability to defeat the lower-level saints, but it failed to block the attack of the Qingkong Martial Saint.

"That Eight Dragon Martial Saint is definitely the top master among the saints in the lower realm. A creature who has not entered the holy realm cannot be his opponent. No matter how strong the physique is, it is useless." Murong Yue said with a serious expression.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No matter how strong the lower saints in the Qinglongxu Realm are, they still have an upper limit, which cannot be compared with the top lower saints in the Kunlun Realm. In my opinion, the Eight Dragon Martial Saint is not strong enough to be defeated."

"Boom."

In the center of the capital, several eight-dragon martial saints flew out from the golden holy mountain, passing by the sky and joining the battlefield in the outer city.

Every Eight Dragon Martial Saint who appears will cause a sensation in the capital and increase the morale of the indigenous humans.

Obviously, these Eight Dragon Martial Saints who appeared must be famous overlords in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, and they are all legendary figures.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to pay attention to the battle in the outer city. No matter how the indigenous humans of the Qinglong Dynasty resisted, it would be impossible to reverse the trend. Today, they will definitely go to destruction.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the golden holy mountain in the distance.

The holy mountain is located in the center of the royal capital, majestic and sacred. On the mountain, there are dense palaces, extending from the foot of the mountain to the side of the mountain, making the entire mountain look extremely magnificent.

"There should be the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty." Zhang Ruochen said.

There are no palace-style buildings on the top of the Holy Mountain, only a huge black altar.

The nine-colored fog is constantly pouring out from the altar on the top of the mountain.

It can be speculated that in the near future, the Nine-grade Holy Source Spirit Spring and the World Spirit will most likely be born on the top of the Holy Mountain.

"Now we will kill and take down the holy mountain. As long as the ninth-grade Holy Source Spirit Spring is born, isn't it the thing in our bag?" Da Sikong laughed.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, and he saw dozens of figures standing on the top of the Holy Mountain, with countless dragon shadows wrapping their bodies, just like a nest of hundreds of dragons, emitting a dangerous aura.

There must be a large number of masters who sit on the altar on the top of the mountain. If you attack now, you will fall into a tough battle.

"Wait a little longer, there is no need to push yourself to the forefront?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen stared at the magnificent palace, showed a smile, and said, "We can go to the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty to take a look, and maybe we will gain more."

Sun Dadi's eyes lit up, he slapped his forehead and said, "Yes! It may not be possible to catch a few stunning princesses and princesses. Boss, you are smarter."

"..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Sun Dadi was ecstatic, and carried an iron stick and rushed out first, rushing towards the palace of the Qinglong Dynasty. Dasikong was gone, and rushed faster than Sun Dadi.
Chapter completed!