The Qinglong Dynasty was indeed a master, and it also had the advantage of being a good place, but it still could not stop the attack of a group of front-line strong men. It had to retreat step by step, with countless casualties and injuries.

Some of the Eight Dragon Martial Saints were killed in battle, and some were seriously injured. Only four Eight Dragon Martial Saints could maintain their combat power and continued to fight with a group of Seven Dragon Martial Saints and Six Dragon Martial Kings.

The strongest men from the Immortal Vampire clan first attacked the top of the mountain, came to the edge of the altar, and occupied a favorable position on the south side of the Holy Mountain.

All the ancient remains of the wild beasts and all the tribes turned into human form, climbed the holy mountain, and came to the edge of the cliff west of the holy mountain.

Now, only the east and north of the Holy Mountain are left, and have not been occupied yet.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the mountainside, looked up, and said, "Let's go and capture the east side of the Holy Mountain."

"I'll open the way."

Dasikami held a golden Zen stick in his hand, and a loud roar like a bell came out of his mouth. He rushed to the front and knocked all the native monks guarding the east hillside out.

"Listen to the monks of the Qinglong Dynasty, your princess has surrendered to Mingzong. As long as we give up resistance, we will not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

While rushing upwards, Sun Dadi shouted to the monks of the Qinglong Dynasty.

The combat power of Da Sikong and Sun Dadi are quite powerful, and even the Six Dragon Martial King cannot resist their attack. Only indigenous monks at the level of Seven Dragon Martial Lord can fight them for several rounds.

His Highness the Princess surrendered to the evil demons outside the territory?

All the monks of the Qinglong Dynasty were puzzled. When the Emperor left the Qinglong Ruins Realm, he had not already left with all the princesses and princes. Why did another princess appear?

"No, the thirteen princesses of the Azure Dragon Dynasty have long left this world. If you want to damage our morale, don't make up a better reason?"

A Seven Dragon Martial King wearing dragon armor lifted up a battle halberd and swooped down from the top of the mountain, causing a rumbling sound of breaking the wind.

Nearly a thousand inscription patterns appeared on the surface of the battle halberd, releasing a cold force, hitting Sun Dadi's chest with a rapid power.

"The Seventh Princess of the Qinglong Dynasty have surrendered to the Sect Master of Mingzong, why don't you believe it?"

Sun Dadi grabbed the iron stick with both hands, used all his strength to slash out horizontally, colliding with the war halberd.

The Seven Dragon Martial King was shocked and flew dozens of feet to the right, almost falling off the cliff.

However, this person was able to cultivate seven dragon shadows, so he was naturally not a simple person. He had the strength to fight against the front-line strong men. He quickly stabilized his center of gravity and attacked Sun Dadi again.

Top of the mountain.

The four martial saints of the Qinglong Dynasty stood on the edge of the black altar, and their bodies exuded a strong momentum, standing on the top of the mountain like four gods, confronting the strong men of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Barbarian Beast Clan.

The four of them are an old man with a baby face, a middle-aged couple, and a young man in his twenties.

They are the strongest people left in the Qinglong Ruins Realm today. Each of them is surrounded by eight huge dragon shadows, and their bodies are filled with heart-wrenching fluctuations of power.

"Seventh Princess?"

The four martial saints felt that the extraterritorial demon had a high level of cultivation and did not seem to be telling lies, so they looked down at the mountain and wanted to figure out the reason.

When their eyes were staring at Princess Mo Ran, they were all stunned and felt incredible.

"That's not...how could she fall into the hands of the evil demons outside the domain?"

The four martial saints looked at each other and quickly used their mental power to communicate. Finally, they made a decision.

The young martial saint in his twenties, named Wang Huanzhen, had a sharp aura on his body and said, "I'll save her, and you will continue to sit on the top of the mountain."

Wang Huanzhen is the youngest, but his identity and status are still above the other three martial saints.

Because he is the son of the world selected by the Qinglong Ruins Realm. Whether it is physical condition or his own talent, he is at the top level. In the same realm, no monk has ever been able to block his three moves.

"No, Zhenzi has a noble identity and cannot be lost. Just dealing with a few extraterritorial demons that are not in a state of climate, our couple will be enough to save her."

The Xuantian Martial Saint and the Ningjing Martial Saint are definitely a pair of fairy couples in the Qinglong Ruins Realm. Even if it is just a one-on-one contest, the couple is not weaker than any senior Eight Dragon Martial Saint.

Moreover, the two are also proficient in a joint fencing formation, which once displayed, will be extremely powerful.

Zhang Ruochen felt two powerful sacred energy fluctuations and rushed down from the top of the mountain. His heart sternly shook and he looked up.

I saw two sword energy with a ray of light that had already rushed to the top of his head.

Among the two sword energy, there was a figure standing on each, one man and one woman, which was the Xuantian Martial Saint and the Ningjing Martial Saint.

The two Martial Saints took action without any extra words and attacked Zhang Ruochen and Er Sikong respectively.

The Martial Saint of Xuantian held a seven-foot-long blue holy sword in his hand. The sword body was as wide as a palm. The holy sword swung out and dragged out a sword light that was more than 100 meters long, slashing towards Zhang Ruochen's head.

"It's a master, his strength is still above the Eight Dragon Martial Saint in the national treasury."

Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm. When he raised his arm, the ancient sword of Chenyuan appeared and swung it upwards.

"Bang."

Two holy swords collided together, and dense spots of light flew out at the intersection of the sword tips.

When those light spots flew out, they turned into sword energy, hitting the mountain on the holy mountain, slashing out long sword energy cracks.

The Martial Saint of Xuantian retreated back, showing a look of surprise, and had to re-examine the extraterritorial demon opposite him who looked very young last year.

The opponent's sword move seemed to be smooth and natural. It was obvious that his attainment in swordsmanship had reached a very high level, and it might even be above him.

Standing behind Zhang Ruochen, Princess Mo Ran's eyes, showed a look of surprise, feeling incredible.

A ninth-level half-saint can actually repel a powerful man like the Xuantian Martial Saint?

"It seems that I have encountered a very powerful extraterritorial demon. I don't know what kind of noble identity he has in the Kunlun Realm?" Princess Mo Ran's beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen's back, and a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At the top of the mountain, Wang Huanzhen, the son of the world of the Qinglong Dynasty, Prince Qi Tian, ​​Tian Tian Demon Dragon and others are also paying attention to the battle on the hillside.

"The two martial saints of the Qinglong Dynasty are very powerful and should be able to force Zhang Ruochen to use the power of time and space." Prince Qi Tian said intimately.

All along, Prince Qi Tian was most afraid of Zhang Ruochen's time and space power. As long as he could see Zhang Ruochen use those two strange and unpredictable forces with his own eyes, he would be confident that he would come up with a solution in advance.

Fighting with Zhang Ruochen will have a greater chance of winning.

The Xuantian Martial Saint summoned Ningjing Martial Saint back. The two kept a three-meter distance away. The dragon shadows surrounding them intertwined each other and turned into a huge white dragon.

"Combined fencing array?"

Zhang Ruochen was finally moved and had to pay attention.

The two of them are already stronger than Wang Shidao. When they use the combined fencing formation, the combat power they explode will definitely be upgraded to a rather terrifying level.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Formation."

The Martial Saint of Xuantian and the Martial Saint of Ningjing stood on the head and abdomen of the white dragon, and attacked Zhang Ruochen one after another.

The Martial Saint of Xuantian waved his sword and slashed out again. The power of the Holy Sword exploded twice, causing the air to make crackling sounds, as if it was about to burn.

Zhang Ruochen did not dodge, stood up straight, exerting the destructive power of Thousand Patterns, and slashed towards the Martial Saint of Xuantian.

"Boom."

Two sword forces collided violently.

This time, Zhang Ruochen fell into a disadvantage and took four steps backwards in a row. A series of tiny sword energy holes appeared on his clothes.

"Can't even stop the Thousand-patterned Destruction Power?"

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, considering whether to stimulate the three thousand inscriptions of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword to display the strongest sword power.

"Suffer to die!"

The aura bursting from the body of the Xuantian Martial Saint and the Ningjing Martial Saint was even stronger. On the outside of their bodies, the white dragon emitted a dazzling light and spread to hundreds of miles away.

The entire holy mountain was shaking, as if it was about to collapse.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, slowly lifted the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, raised it above his head, and a green dragon shadow appeared on his arm, with dragon scales growing out of his skin.

"Chichi."

Three thousand inscriptions appeared completely on the sword body of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword. Black light surged out in all directions, suppressing the light of the white dragon.

"Sword Five!"

Zhang Ruochen and the black sword light merged into one, disappeared from the spot, flew out with a swish, rushed into the mouth of the white dragon, and pierced the dragon's body into the opposite direction.

The black sword light collided twelve times in a row, leaving twelve black sword paths in the air.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen broke through the defenses of the Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint. With a bang, the body of the white dragon split into pieces and turned into a ball of white holy energy.

The two martial saints flew backward like scarecrows.

Blood was hanging on the corners of their mouths and their faces were as pale as paper.

"How is it possible... no one has ever been able to break our Heaven and Earth Sword Formation... How high is his swordsmanship?"

The Martial Saint of Xuantian and Martial Saint of Ning Jing suffered considerable injuries, but did not completely lose their combat effectiveness. They still grabbed the holy sword and stood straight on the mountainside.

However, there was a complex emotion in their eyes. It was hard to believe that the sword formation they were proud of was actually broken by a ninth-level half-saint, and the other party injured them.

Is there such a big gap between the swordsmanship in the Qinglongxu Realm and the swordsmanship in the Kunlun Realm?

"I still underestimate Zhang Ruochen. Even if I don't use the power of time and space, I'm still so powerful." Prince Qi Tian's eyes shrank, and he sighed softly, feeling a lot of pressure.

“So strong.”

Princess Mo Ran felt incredible and had to re-estimate Zhang Ruochen's strength.

"Rumbling."

Suddenly, the holy mountain shaking violently, and some small cracks appeared in the capital city, like spider webs, tearing all the formation structures underground in the city to pieces.

In the universe, Shangguan Xianyan, Cai Jinglun and others stood on the ships flying towards the Chaos Wanjie Mountain, looking at the direction of the Qinglong Ruins, and saw an extremely shocking picture.

A huge world is about to collapse like a broken egg. Some of the large ground tiles have been decomposed and turned into meteorites and planets; some large ground tiles have been directly swallowed by the broken space and turned into nothingness.

In the starry sky, all the planets and meteorites within 100 million miles of the Qinglong Ruins Realm were trembling.
Chapter completed!