The golden light storage bag is so light that it weighs almost nothing, and pinching it in your hand is like touching the girl's skin.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen injected the holy air into the golden light hiding bag, and immediately the dazzling golden mang bloomed. On the surface of the bag, a watermark was flowing, and a long mouth appeared.

Divide a mental force and probe in.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen laughed loudly and was ecstatic. He really broke through the iron shoes and found nowhere.

The inner space of the golden light storage bag is quite wide, far more than the space ring made by Zhang Ruochen. It contains a large number of heavenly treasures, including holy stones, holy jades, holy medicines, etc., and there are a huge number of them. It is difficult to count.

The entire national treasury of the Qinglong Dynasty should be installed in it.

With such a large amount of treasures, even if the leader of an ancient religion saw it, he would be as ecstatic as Zhang Ruochen.

If you think about it, Zhang Ruochen quickly came to understand, and secretly said, "The Eight Dragon Wusheng should be kept in the treasury until the capital of the capital city is broken. All of Bao's income was put into the golden light bag. At that time, I happened to break into the treasury, so I met him. "

In any case, this time the harvest is huge, not to mention those natural treasures, the golden bag is a treasure in itself.

According to Zhang Ruochen's investigation, in addition to being able to store things, the golden light bag has a very strong defense and attack power.

Such space treasures cannot be refined at the current level of Zhang Ruochen.

Put away the golden bag, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the treasury and met with Murong Yue.

Murong Yue saw Zhang Ruochen stepping out of the national treasury's defensive formation, and quickly rushed up to him, asking, "March, have you gained anything?"

Zhang Ruochen did not conceal the joy in his heart, he smiled heartily, "The harvest is huge."

If a person like the suzerain can say the words "a huge harvest", then the harvest is really scary.

Murong Yue said: "The strong men in Kunlun have already attacked the inner city and should soon reach the foot of the Holy Mountain."

"So fast?"

Zhang Ruochen exhibited Tianyan and looked out of the mountain. Sure enough, he saw the figures of several princes of the undead blood tribe. They were getting closer and closer to the holy mountain.

They stood in a cloud of blood, rushed to the front, pushed directly across, and crushed forward.

Whether it is the formation method in the city, or the power of the Eight Dragon Wusheng level, they can't stop them at all.

Prince Qi Tian held the cross of God of Destruction, like a **** of death. He first killed one of the eight dragon martial arts and then wounded another of the eight dragon martial arts.

The sergeants of the Qinglong Dynasty were all frightened and fled.

In the direction of the top of the mountain, the nine-colored light and mist sprayed thinner and fiercer, and the strong impact force shook the sacred mountain.

The crack is getting bigger and bigger, and the width will soon exceed one foot. If it continues to split, the sacred mountain may be divided into two.

"The Holy Source Spirit Fountain is about to be born soon. The decisive battle is about to come. Why are Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Sun Dadi not yet returned? Will they not be born?" Murong Yue said.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace, saying, "Here you are!"

Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Sun Dadi rushed out of the palace and rushed back to gather with Zhang Ruochen and Murong Yue.

In addition, they brought back an extremely beautiful woman.

For that woman, Da Sikong and Sun Dadi were in a fierce dispute, and the two of them fought with red ears. If Er Sikong stopped them, they might not have fought.

"It was the poor monk who discovered her first. She should follow the poor monk to study the Dharma and become a disciple of the Buddhist monk." Da Sikong had a loud voice, and every word he uttered was like thunder.

Sun Da authentically said, "Just pretend! A monk wants to accept a beautiful woman as a disciple, who believes? Besides, the princess of the Qinglong dynasty, I should capture her first, and it should be mine."

"Nonsense, the poor monk just wanted to simply accept a disciple, why did he cause so many misunderstandings?" Da Sikong justly said.

"Simply accepting a disciple? I clearly saw that you were all drooling. When I first met you, I knew you were not a good monk." Sun Dadi sneered.