God Emperor

The Qinglong Dynasty was indeed full of experts and had a geographical advantage, but it still couldn't stop the attacks of a group of front-line powerhouses, and had to retreat steadily with numerous casualties.

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

The strong men of the undead vampire clan were the first to attack the top of the mountain and came to the edge of the altar, occupying a favorable position on the south side of the holy mountain.

The ancient remnants of the various tribes of barbarian beasts all transformed into human forms, climbed up the holy mountain, and came to the edge of the cliff to the west of the holy mountain.

Now, only the east and north sides of the Holy Mountain are left unoccupied.

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

"I'll clear the way."

Da Sikong held a golden Zen staff and let out loud bell-like roars. He rushed to the front and knocked away all the indigenous monks guarding the eastern hillside.

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

Sun Dadi shouted to the monks of the Qinglong Dynasty while charging upward.

Da Sikong and Sun Dadi are both very powerful in combat. Even the Six Dragons Martial King cannot block their blows. Only the indigenous monks at the Seven Dragons Martial Lord level can fight them for several rounds.

Her Royal Highness the Princess surrendered to an alien demon?

All the monks of the Qinglong Dynasty were puzzled. When the emperor left the Qinglong Ruins, he had already left with all the princesses and princes. Why did another princess appear?

"That's nonsense. The thirteen princesses of the Qinglong Dynasty have already left this world. You want to lower our morale, but why don't you make up a better reason?"

A Seven-Dragon Martial King wearing dragon armor lifted a halberd and swooped down from the top of the mountain, making a rumbling sound as the wind broke.

Nearly a thousand inscriptions appeared on the surface of the halberd, releasing an icy force that hit Sun Dadi's chest with rapid force.

"The seventh princess of the Qinglong Dynasty has surrendered to the master of the Ming Sect. Why don't you believe it?"

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

The Seven Dragons Martial King was shaken 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 certainly not a simple person. He had the strength to fight against the strongest men. He quickly stabilized his focus and attacked Sun Dadi again.

Mountain top.

The four martial saints of the Qinglong Dynasty stood on the edge of the black altar, exuding a strong aura. They stood on the top of the mountain like four gods, confronting the strong men of the undead vampires and beasts.

The four people were an old man with gray hair and a boyish face, a middle-aged couple, and a young man in his twenties.

They can be said to be the strongest people left in the Qinglong Ruins of the Qinglong Dynasty today. Each of them is surrounded by eight huge dragon shadows, and their whole body exudes heart-stopping power fluctuations.

"Seventh Princess?"

The four martial saints felt that the extraterritorial evil demon's cultivation was so advanced that it didn't look like he was lying. Therefore, they looked down the mountain to find out the reason.

When their eyes were fixed on Princess Mo Ran, they were all stunned and felt incredible.

"That's not...how did she fall into the hands of an alien demon?"

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 fierce aura and said: "I will rescue her, and you can 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 Qinglongxu Realm. Whether it is physical fitness or his own talent, he is at the top level. In the same realm, there has never been a monk who can block his three moves.

"No, Jie Zi's status is noble and cannot be lost in any way. We are just dealing with a few incompetent extraterritorial evil spirits. Our couple's action is enough to save her."

Martial Saint Xuantian and Martial Saint Ningjing are definitely a couple of gods in the Qinglongxu world. Even if it is just a one-on-one contest, their couple is not weaker than any senior Eight Dragons Martial Saint.

Moreover, the two of them are also proficient in a kind of combined fencing formation, which once used, is extremely powerful.

Zhang Ruochen felt two strong waves of holy energy and rushed down from the top of the mountain. His heart was slightly shuddered and he looked up.

He saw two rays of radiant sword energy rushing to the top of his head.

In the two sword auras, there is a figure standing in each, a man and a woman. They are Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint.

The two martial saints didn't have any unnecessary words and took action directly, attacking Zhang Ruochen and Er Sikong respectively.

Xuantian Martial Saint held a seven-foot-long blue holy sword. The sword body was as wide as a palm. He swung the holy sword out and dragged out a sword beam of more than a hundred meters long, hitting Zhang Ruochen's head.

"He is a master, and his strength is still higher than that of the Eight Dragons Martial Saint in the treasury."

Zhang Ruochen looked very indifferent, raised his arm, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword appeared and swung it upward.

"Bang."

The two holy swords collided together, and dense spots of light flew out from where the blades intersected.

Those light points flew out and turned into sword energy, hitting the mountain of the holy mountain and creating long sword energy cracks.

Xuantian Martial Saint stepped back with a surprised look on his face, and had to re-examine the young-looking extraterritorial evil demon opposite him.

The movement of the opponent's sword seemed to be smooth and natural. It was obvious that his attainments in kendo had reached a very advanced level, and he might even be better than him.

Princess Mo Ran, who was standing behind Zhang Ruochen, had a look of surprise in her eyes, feeling incredible.

A ninth-level half-saint could actually repel a strong man like Xuantian Martial Saint?

"It seems that I have met a very powerful alien demon. I wonder what kind of noble status he has in the Kunlun world?" Princess Mo Ran stared at Zhang Ruochen's back with her beautiful eyes, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At the top of the mountain, Wang Huanzhen, the son of the world of the Qinglong Dynasty, Prince Qitian, the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon and others are also paying attention to the battle halfway up the mountain.

"The two martial saints from 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 secretly thought.

For a long time, what Prince Qi Tian was most afraid of was Zhang Ruochen's space-time power. As long as he could see Zhang Ruochen using those two strange and unpredictable powers, he would be confident to come up with a solution in advance.

If you fight against Zhang Ruochen, you will have a greater chance of winning.

Martial Saint Xuantian called Martial Saint Ningjing back, and the two kept a distance of three feet. The dragon shadows surrounding them intertwined with each other and turned into a huge white dragon.

"Combined fencing formation?"

Zhang Ruochen was finally moved and had to pay attention.

The two of them are already more powerful than Wang Shidao, and the combat power they unleash by using the combined fencing formation will definitely rise to a terrifying level.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Formation."

Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint stood on the head and abdomen of the white dragon respectively, moving up and down, attacking Zhang Ruochen.

Xuantian Martial Saint slashed out with his sword again, and the power erupted from the holy sword doubled, making the air crackle, as if it was about to burn.

Zhang Ruochen did not dodge, he stood upright, inspired a thousand lines of destructive power, and struck at the Xuantian Martial Saint.

"Boom."

The two kendo forces collided violently.

This time, Zhang Ruochen fell into a disadvantage and took four steps back. Small sword aura holes appeared on his clothes.

"Can't even Qianwen's destructive power stop it?"

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, considering whether to activate the three thousand inscriptions on Shen Yuan's ancient sword to unleash the strongest sword power.

"Suffer death!"

The auras erupting from the bodies of Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint were even stronger. On the periphery of their bodies, the white dragons emitted a dazzling light that spread hundreds of miles away.

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

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, and he slowly raised Shen Yuan's ancient sword over his head. A green dragon shadow appeared on his arm, with pieces of dragon scales growing out of the skin.

"Chichi."

Three thousand inscriptions fully emerged on the body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword. Black brilliance surged out in all directions, suppressing the white dragon's light.

"Five of Swords!"

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

The black sword light launched twelve collisions in a row, leaving twelve black sword paths in mid-air.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen broke through the defenses of Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint, and with a bang, the white dragon's body fell apart and turned into a ball of white holy energy.

The two martial saints flew backwards like scarecrows.

There was blood hanging from 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?"

Martial Saint Xuantian and Martial Saint Ningjing were seriously injured, but they did not completely lose their fighting power. They still grabbed the holy sword and stood upright on the mountainside.

However, there were mixed emotions in their eyes. It was hard to believe that the sword formation they were proud of was actually broken by a ninth-level semi-saint, who also injured the two of them.

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

"I still underestimated Zhang Ruochen. Even if he didn't use the power of time and space, he was so powerful." Prince Qitian shrank his eyes and sighed softly, feeling a lot of pressure.

"So strong."

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

"Boom."

Suddenly, the Holy Mountain shook violently, and some small cracks appeared in the royal capital city, like spider webs, tearing apart all the formation structures under the city.

In the universe, Shangguan Xianyan, Cai Jinglun and others stood on the Ruins Realm ship flying towards the Chaos World Mountain. They looked in the direction of the Qinglong Ruins Realm and saw an extremely shocking scene.

A huge world is rapidly collapsing like a broken egg. Some of the large floor blocks decomposed and turned into meteorites and planets; some other large floor blocks were 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.

A high-level ruin world that has existed for 12.96 million years is finally going to perish and will become dust in the vast universe.

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