God Emperor

The collapse speed of the Qinglong Ruins Realm is getting faster and faster, and it is rapidly spreading to the royal capital.

The whole world will be shaking, and the oppression from heaven and earth will make even the strongest people feel fear.

"Bang bang."

In the sky, there were dense thunder and lightning shuttles, making deafening explosions. On the ground, all the mountains turned into volcanoes, spewing out thick smoke and lava.

The world was dark, with only the magma gushing out of the ground still emitting a crimson brilliance, and rushing towards the royal capital, melting all the buildings on the surface wherever it passed.

The royal capital city.

All the indigenous humans were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground. Some were crying, some were kneeling, and some were praying to the gods... Facing the scene of doomsday in front of them, no one could remain calm.

Xiao Hei and Princess Bai Li carry the sacred tree map of the universe and walk through the broken streets and alleys, continuously connecting the indigenous humans into the world of the map scroll.

Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint stopped fighting Zhang Ruochen. After receiving Wang Huanzhen's message, they turned around and rushed towards the top of the mountain to gather with the rest of the indigenous monks.

Zhang Ruochen, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, Sun Dadi, and Murong Yue climbed to the east of the Holy Mountain unimpeded and occupied a higher position.

Standing where Zhang Ruochen was, he could just see the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon and Fairy Suzaku on the opposite side, as well as dozens of ancient relics from various tribes of barbarian beasts.

Those ancient relics have all taken the form of humans, both male and female. Most of them are handsome in appearance, but also possess considerable tyrannical strength.

The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon snorted coldly: "Zhang Ruochen, when I capture the World Spirit, I will definitely settle the previous accounts with you."

"The premise is that you have to have a chance to capture the spirit of the world." Zhang Ruochen smiled warmly.

Qiu Yu and Emperor Tianming arrived at the Holy Mountain almost at the same time.

Their strength is very powerful, but they have not dealt with the indigenous humans. They are still recharging their strength and appear unpredictable.

So far, Qiu Yu and Emperor Tianming have seldom taken action against others. Instead, they have stood aside and secretly observed the battle between Prince Qitian and Zhang Ruochen and the indigenous monks.

Not long after, several members of the human race and front-line experts all gathered at the Holy Mountain.

Everyone knows that the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring and the Spirit of the World are about to be born, and every creature is tense and ready to take action at any time.

"boom!"

The crack in the center of the holy mountain further expanded, moving in the north and south directions, reaching a width of more than 70 meters, dividing the majestic mountain into two halves.

Most of the royal palace halfway up the mountain collapsed and turned into tattered ruins.

In the center of the crack, a ball of white light flew out from the ground, passed through the nine-color hazy mist, and rushed upward rapidly.

In the light ball is a white holy flower with a diameter of more than ten meters. The petals are as transparent as crystal and exudes an alluring fragrance.

In the flower, there is sparkling water flowing with a grade of Holy Source Spiritual Liquid. There must be at least a million small cups.

Such a holy flower is priceless. If it were born in the Kunlun world, an ancient religion would fight for it at all costs.

"The Holy Source of Spiritual Spring is born!"

"Hurry up and take action. As long as you capture a holy flower, your wealth will be comparable to that of a first-class sect."

In an instant, at least twenty first-line powerhouses rushed out and fought in a group, trying to capture the white holy flower.

The Immortal Vampires were led by Prince Motian, who quickly approached with three other first-line powerhouses.

On the side of the savage beasts, six ancient relics flew out, each using their strongest attack methods to attack other contenders.

On the human side, Ouyang Huan, the son of the demon sect, took action, leading three quasi-sages from the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect to join the fray.

The four Martial Saints of the Qinglong Dynasty stood still and did not take action. It was obvious that their ultimate goal was to seize the world spirit, and they did not want to lose a big thing for a small amount.

Zhang Ruochen, Prince Qitian, Emperor Tianming, Qiu Yu, Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon, Xue Wuye, Master Lidi, etc., all top-level experts were very calm and just watched the battle in mid-air quietly.

Sun Dadi and Murong Yue also joined the battle, trying to capture the white holy flower.

"Wow——"

The battle for the first holy flower was not over yet. Another ball of blue light mist rose from beneath the ground, and a blue holy flower flew out.

The blue holy flower is full of second-grade holy source spiritual liquid, and there are also millions of small cups.

Obviously, the value of this holy flower is greater and more precious.

Immediately, a large number of strong men rushed out, forming a second battlefield.

Da Sikong's eyes shone, unable to remain calm, he took out the golden Zen staff, stepped on the ground with his soles, rushed up, and roared: "This holy flower and the second-grade holy source spiritual liquid, all belong to Buddha!"

However, before Da Sikong could rush in front of the blue holy flower, he was attacked by more than a dozen holy weapons and was defeated and retreated.

The creatures that can join the final fight are all top-notch strong ones. There are no weak ones. It is by no means an easy task to capture a holy flower.

On the battlefield for the first holy flower, three quasi-sages and an ancient relic have already fallen. Corpses kept falling down, and rain of blood filled the sky. One can imagine how fierce their battle was.

"Elder brother, let me help you."

Er Sikong was worried about the safety of Da Sikong, so he circulated all the Buddhist energy in his body, condensed it into a dragon shadow, rushed upward, and joined Da Sikong.

The two monks joined forces and unleashed unparalleled fighting power, knocking all the creatures participating in the fight away. Very few creatures could block their combined attack.

"The strength of these two bald donkeys has become stronger!" said the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon.

It fought against Da Sikong and Er Sikong once. At that time, it tried its best to gain a slight upper hand, but could not completely defeat them.

Now, the cultivation level of the two monks has improved again, and their strength has become stronger, which makes the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon feel quite troublesome.

Prince Qitian's eyebrows tightened and he said to himself: "Zhang Ruochen has two such powerful masters beside him. I'm afraid only a top-notch expert can stop them."

In the end, Da Sikong and Er Sikong used their strong fighting power to defeat the other contenders, snatched the blue sacred flower, took it back to the top of the mountain, and handed it to Zhang Ruochen.

The competition for the first holy flower came to an end at the same time.

In the end, the Demonic Prince of the Immortal Vampire Tribe beheaded a first-line powerhouse and four quasi-saints, becoming the biggest winner and pocketing the white holy flower.

In the next half hour, the third blue holy flower, the fourth green holy flower, the fifth red holy flower, and the sixth purple holy flower rushed out of the ground one after another, causing four battles in a row.

Da Sikong and Er Sikong flew out and rushed towards the sixth purple holy flower.

The holy flower contains the sixth-grade holy source spiritual fluid, which is filled with a rich fragrance. Just looking at it makes people feel a strong desire for possession.

"Both of you have already taken away a sacred flower. Aren't you satisfied?"

The two pairs of flesh wings on Prince Motian's back flapped rapidly, flying extremely fast, rushing in front of Da Sikong and Er Sikong, and swung the Emperor's Demonic Killing Sword out.

Da Sikong and Er Sikong were stopped. Princess Huangtian and Prince Jingtian took this opportunity to fly past the two monks and quickly approached the sixth purple holy flower.

The Undead Vampire Clan dispatched two princes and a princess in succession. It was obvious that they were determined to get the sixth holy flower. Anyone who competed with them would be killed.

"There are obviously three other holy flowers, but you immortal vampires don't fight for them, but you want to fight for the sixth holy flower with us. Do you really think that our Mingzong is a soft persimmon?" Da Sikong yelled.

Prince Motian sneered: "As long as we capture the Holy Flower, you will naturally become weak persimmons."

The combination of Da Sikong and Er Sikong can indeed explode several times the combat power, but Prince Motian is not a weakling. He ranks third in the "Half Saint Foreign Ranking", and is only half a step away from being a top-tier powerhouse.

The two monks couldn't rush over at all and could only watch helplessly as Princess Huangtian and Prince Jingtian came to the sixth holy flower.

"hateful."

Sun Dadi grabbed the iron rod and prepared to join the battle.

Just now, he didn't win the first holy flower, and he was filled with anger. This time, no matter what, the sixth holy flower must be snatched from the hands of the undead vampires.

Zhang Ruochen said: "There are many people in the Immortal Blood Clan, so there is no need to fight with them."

"Boss, I don't want to seize a holy flower, but I want to regain dignity for Mingzong. The undead vampires deliberately oppose us, shouldn't we fight back?"

Sun Dadi's eyes burst into flames, and the aura fluctuations on his body continued to rise. His body became larger and larger, turning into a giant flame monkey.

The iron rod in his hand also seemed to have turned into a pillar of strength, as thick as a bucket.

"As long as you can capture a sacred flower, no matter which one it is, you will regain the dignity of Mingzong and make the undead vampires feel envious and jealous."

Zhang Ruochen maintained his rationality, pointed to the third holy flower, and said: "The competition there is the smallest, you can give it a try."

"I'm going to get a sacred flower and bring it back."

Murong Yue rushed out first and killed the third holy flower.

Sun Dadi hesitated for a moment, but finally followed Zhang Ruochen's advice and launched an attack on the third holy flower.

Four holy flowers were born in succession. The third holy flower had the lowest value, so there were relatively fewer monks going to fight for it. Murong Yue and Sun Dadi joined forces, and there was still a high chance of capturing it.

On the other side, Princess Huangtian and Prince Jingtian finally repelled other competitors and reached the bottom of the sixth holy flower.

"By seizing this holy flower, we immortal vampires will also have two holy flowers in our pocket."

Prince Jingtian showed an excited expression, stretched out his hands, and was about to take away the sixth holy flower.

"Boom."

A bone dragon tail stretched out from the void and struck Prince Jingtian, knocking him away. He fell down the holy mountain and flew to the royal capital dozens of miles away.

All the creatures present were surprised.

Because the bone dragon tail that just knocked away Prince Jingtian appeared completely out of thin air. During this period, no one discovered that there was a strong man hiding there.

With such a superb concealment method, he must be an extraordinary creature.

Who is it?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the position where the bone dragon tail protruded, with a thoughtful expression and a smile in his eyes.

"Wow."

A huge bone dragon rushed out of the void and reached the top of the holy mountain.

Han Qiu was dressed in black, standing on top of the bone dragon, exuding cold dark power. Behind her, there was an undead army composed of Wu Chang and the Corpse King.

"All holy flowers and world spirits belong to me."

Han Qiu's body exuded astonishing evil power, and he led the undead army towards the four holy flowers flying in the air, intending to take away all the holy flowers.