"Rush, kill the king."

"Well."

The undead blood races, barbaric races, human races, and other creatures were all ecstatic. In the first time, they rushed into the capital and fought with the indigenous humans.

Most of the strong men in the Qinglong market are gathered in Wangdu. Naturally, they have collected the most abundant natural treasures. Who doesn't want to go in and snatch?

Da Sikong and Sun Dadi were very excited and wanted to rush in with the crowd, but were stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

"There are ten indigenous human saints in the capital city. It is not necessarily a good thing to break in first." Zhang Ruochen reminded.

Sun Dadi patted his chest and said, "If you are only the saints in the underworld, you don't have to be afraid of them at all."

Sun Dadi is full of confidence. With his current cultivation as his realm, he can defeat him even if he encounters the saints in the lower realm.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "The saints in the lower realm also have the ability to divide. There is a huge gap between the saints who are new to the sanctuary and the senior saints. Your cultivation is not enough. "

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

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

The saints who can stay in the world of Qinglongxu to fight for the spirit of the world, even if they are only the saints in the lower world, are definitely the top figures among the saints in the lower world.

The creatures of the Kunlun realm broke into the capital of the king and immediately launched **** killings and brutal robberies.

Human monks are still relatively restrained and have not indiscriminately killed innocent people, but the strong of the undead and the brute have no scruples.

Wherever they passed, all buildings were ruined, all indigenous humans were eaten, or their blood was drained.

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

Princess Bai Li was very angry, biting a bit of white silver teeth, and looked at Zhang Ruochen with a pleading look, saying, "Zhang Ruochen, you must save them, now only you can save them."

"In the capital of the capital, there are tens of millions of people to say less, most of them are warriors and cultivators. How to save? Are you a savior?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, only sighing.

Zhang Ruochen is not a dead person, but he is quite clear that if they use Qiankun Shenmu maps to bring them into the world of maps, they will definitely cause many misunderstandings. Even ten indigenous human saints may come. Besiege him.

At that time, it will only cause trouble to the upper body.

Who would believe that an extraterrestrial demon would be so kind to rescue the indigenous humans in the Qinglong Ruins? Just think that he has no purpose.

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

Watching the indigenous human beings being eaten by brutal beasts and sucking up the blood by the undead blood, Princess Bai Li felt very sad and pleaded again, saying, "As long as you do something to save people, I can willingly join Mingzong and serve you as the lord . "

Zhang Ruochen seemed calm and unmoved, saying, "I must be responsible for the safety of everyone's lives."

Xiao Hei said, "Zhang Ruochen, all the indigenous humans in Wangdu are elites. If they can be conquered, Mingzong can grow up in a very short period of time. This matter is entrusted to the emperor and Princess Bai Li. On the line, when fighting for the spirit of the world, the emperor will bring with him the Qiankun Shenmu map to meet you. "

The elites who subdued the Qinglong Ruins can really make the quality and quantity of the lower and middle disciples of Mingzong reach a level beyond that of an ancient religion.

Zhang Ruochen was a little emotional, but still felt that Xiao Hei was a bit unreliable, worried that it would be self-defeating. After losing her memory, Princess Bai Li's sympathy burst into sorrow, and she was just like a little girl, and she also felt uneasy.

This is not a trivial matter, and a little carelessness will cause great calamities and besiege by all forces.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen and said, "Sister, you stay to assist them. Don't let two cats mess things up, save as much as you can, you must do your best."

In the end, after some discussion, the soldiers split in two ways.

Xiao Hei, Princess Bai Li, Huang Yanchen, and Qing Mo carried the **** and tree figure of Qiankun into the capital of the king. The main purpose was to connect the indigenous people into the world of the scroll.

Zhang Ruochen used the sacred air to enclose Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Sun Dadi, and Murong Yue, exhibited large movements of space, and broke into the hinterland of the capital directly.

In Wangdu, a large number of indigenous human powers were gathered, and many attack formations were arranged, which dragged down the footsteps of the powers of various ethnic groups in the Kunlun Realm, making them unable to break into the central area of ​​Wangdu in a short time.

Murongyue stood behind Zhang Ruochen, looking at the battlefield in the outer city, and said calmly: "The strength of the Qing Dynasty is still quite strong, and it actually resists so many front-line powerhouses."

"The strength of a first-class market is naturally quite strong. Although there is a big gap with the Kunlun community, they must not be underestimated." Zhang Ruochen said.

In the inner city, there was a scene of chaos and wild horses. All the formations were activated, and beams of light were raised between the streets and alleys.

"You must drag those extraterrestrial demons, and you cannot let them break into the palace and take away the spirit of the world."

"As long as the spirit of the world is preserved, the Qinglong dynasty will continue when the sons of the world in the Qinglong market are born."

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

In Wangdu, all indigenous humans participated in the war, some of them defended the formation, and some rushed out to the city.

The five people, headed by Zhang Ruochen, seemed very low-key and did not attract the attention of indigenous humans.

Just then, Zhang Ruochen noticed a powerful wave of power and looked up.

I saw that in the center of Wangdu, in a golden sacred mountain, eight dragons flew out, flying over the heads of Zhang Ruochen and others, and rushing towards the city.

At the center of the eight dragons is a middle-aged man wearing gold armor. He is holding a spear and looks prestigious.

On the street, a large group of indigenous human monks exclaimed, "That is Lord Qingkong Wusheng. He didn't leave the world, but he is still guarding the Qinglong Dynasty."

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

In the Qinglong Market, the more Dragon Shadows you cultivate, the more powerful you become.

Cultivate six dragon shadows, called "Wang Wang".

Cultivate seven dragon shadows, called "Wu Zun".

Cultivate eight dragon shadows, called "Wu Sheng".

"This person should be one of the top ten indigenous saints who remain in the Qinglong Ruins, and it is indeed quite powerful, far beyond the ordinary saints in the lower reaches."

Zhang Ruochen didn't use the mental power to probe the other party, but just guessed the strength of the Eight Dragon Wusheng by virtue of his feelings.

"What **** martial arts, how much weight do you have to weigh?"

The prince of the Qiang nationality kept the human sacred body, with wings on their backs, soared into the sky, waved the long urn in their hands, and split to the Qingkong Wusheng.

Chi Hai King Kong is extremely heavy, and when it is shot down, it can break a mountain.

"The creatures in your Kunlun realm are really too much, a junior, dare to be so arrogant."

Inside the eyes of Qing Kong Wusheng were burning flames, pushing forward with both hands, hitting out eight dragon shadows, colliding with Chi Hai King Kong.

There was a muffled sound in the mouth of the Qiang Prince, and he flew out.

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

"So strong."

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

We must know that the prince of the Qiang nationality ranks high among the first-line strong men, and has long had the ability to defeat the saints in the underworld, but they have not been able to stop the blow from Qingkong Wusheng.

"The Eight Dragon Wusheng is definitely the top master among the saints in the underworld. Without a creature that has entered the sacred state, he cannot be his opponent, even if he is physically strong." Murong Yue's face was quite dignified. Said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Even if the strongest saint in the Qinglong market is strong, there is an upper limit, which cannot be compared with the top downhill saint in the Kunlun realm. In my opinion, the Eight Dragon Wusheng is not strong enough to be defeated. degree."

"Boom."

In the center of Wangdu, among the golden sacred mountain, several eight dragon martial arts flew out, and swept across the sky to join the battlefield of the outer city.

The appearance of each Balong Wusheng will cause a sensation in the king and enhance the morale of the indigenous people.

Obviously, these Eight Dragon Emperors appearing in Qinglong Market must be prestigious overlords, all of them are legendary figures.

Zhang Ruochen did not continue to pay attention to the fighting in the outer city. No matter how the indigenous humans in the Qinglong dynasty resisted, it was impossible to reverse the trend. Today, they are bound to move towards destruction.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the golden sacred mountain in the distance.

The sacred mountain is located in the center of the capital. It is towering and sacred. On the mountain, there are dense palaces built from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, which makes the whole mountain look extremely brilliant.

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

There is no palace-like building on the summit of the sacred mountain, only a large black altar.

Nine colored lights and mists are constantly flowing from the mountain top altar.

It can be speculated that in the near future, the Jiupin Holy Source Spring and the Spirit of the World will probably be born on the top of the Holy Mountain.

"Now we kill the past and take down the sacred mountain. As long as the Jiupin Holy Source Spring is born, is it not in our pocket?" Da Sikong laughed loudly.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, he saw dozens of people standing at the top of the sacred mountain, and there were countless dragon shadows wrapping their bodies, just like a hundred dragon's nest, exuding a dangerous breath.

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"Wait a second, no need to push yourself to the limelight?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen's eyes stared at the splendid royal palace, showing a smile, saying: "We can go to the royal palace of the Qinglong Dynasty to have a look, maybe there will be greater gains."

Sun Dadi's eyes brightened, and he patted his forehead, and said, "Yeah! You may not be able to catch a few stunning princesses and princesses, boss, you are smarter."

"..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Sun Dadi was ecstatic, holding an iron rod, rushed out first, and hurried to the palace of the Qing Dynasty. Da Sikong also lost his silhouette and rushed faster than Sun Dadi.

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