The most powerful men of the Qinglong Dynasty either went to the outer city to fight, or went to the top of the holy mountain to guard the altar. On the contrary, the defense of this magnificent palace became quite weak. ?
With the cultivation level of Zhang Ruochen and others, they did not alert the native monks in the palace and broke in without anyone noticing.
As a royal palace, it naturally has many precious treasures. For ordinary warriors, taking out any one piece is priceless, enough to provide food and clothing for a lifetime.
Those treasures, those at the semi-saint level, don¡¯t look down upon them at all.
Sun Dadi and Da Sikong rushed towards the inner palace and had long since disappeared. It seemed that they really wanted to catch some princesses and concubines.
"Amitabha! Uncle, I'm going to intercept the senior brother. I can't just watch him make mistakes." Er Sikong clasped his hands together, with a solemn appearance and a worried look in his eyes.
"Go!" Zhang Ruochen said.
After Er Sikong left, Zhang Ruochen captured a military commander who had cultivated four dragon shadows and asked about the location of the Qinglong Dynasty's treasury. Then, he and Murong Yue hurried over.
The saintly figures of the Qinglong Dynasty will definitely take all the treasures with them when they leave the Qinglong Ruins.
¡°However, in recent times, a large number of heavenly materials and earthly treasures have been produced in the Qinglong Ruins world, and they must still be stored in the treasury of the Qinglong Dynasty, and it is impossible for them to have been sent out of the Qinglong Ruins world.
The treasury of the Qinglong Dynasty was built in the holy mountain, separated from the royal palace by only one wall.
The outer area of ??the treasury is equipped with very powerful defensive formations, one layer after another. Even people in the holy realm can't even think of breaking through the formations.
Murong Yue followed Zhang Ruochen, stared at the stone gate of the treasury in the distance, and asked: "Sect Master, let me first try to see how strong the outer defensive formation is?"
Zhang Ruochen grabbed Murong Yue's wrist and dragged her back, saying: "There's no need to attack forcefully, I have a way."
With a shake, Zhang Ruochen's body shape and appearance underwent earth-shaking changes, transforming into a middle-aged man with sallow skin, broad shoulders and a majestic aura exuding from his whole body.
His appearance has become exactly the same as Qingkong Martial Saint, and even his temperament and eyes are almost the same.
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arms, and wisps of holy energy surged out of his body, condensing into eight huge dragon shadows, exuding majestic dragon energy.
Then, he strode towards the stone gate of the treasury.
The sergeants guarding the treasury all knelt on the ground and saluted, saying: "Greetings to Lord Qingkong Martial Saint."
"Don't open the formation immediately."
A deep voice came out of Zhang Ruochen's mouth.
"Butmy lord, if you didn't go to the outer city to fight against the evil spirits outside the territory, how could you come to the treasury?" A Six Dragon Martial King expressed doubts and asked cautiously.
Zhang Ruochen looked extraordinary, and a powerful aura surged out of his body, frightening them, and said: "Do I need to explain to you what I do?"
The Eight Dragon Martial Saints are the guardians of the Qinglong Dynasty and the most noble beings. In this extraordinary period, they have the highest decision-making power. Therefore, no one dares to disobey their will.
The sergeants guarding the treasury did not dare to offend Martial Saint Qingkong and immediately opened the defensive formation.
Zhang Ruochen entered the formation, stopped, looked around, and then quietly released the space domain.
"Buzz."
The space shook violently, causing the sergeants to bleed from their orifices and all of them fell to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen controlled his power extremely well, only knocking them out but not taking their lives.
The Six Dragon Martial King did not faint. With his profound cultivation, he withstood the attack of space power and still maintained his standing posture.
"who are you¡¡"
He pointed at Zhang Ruochen, showing a frightened look, and stepped back repeatedly, trying to escape.
"Shua."
Zhang Ruochen rushed over as fast as he could and hit him on the head with a palm. The powerful palm force surged out along with streaks of lightning and penetrated into the body of the Six Dragon Martial King.
The Six Dragons Martial King's eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
"I wonder how many treasures of heaven and earth are stored in the Qinglong Dynasty's treasury?"
Zhang Ruochen showed a smile, took out the ancient Shen Yuan sword, swung it out, broke open the stone door, and successfully broke into the interior of the treasury.
The treasury of the Qinglong Dynasty extends from the ground to a hundred feet deep underground. The internal space is quite vast. It is conceivable that countless treasures must have been placed here.
&nbYujiu was full of energy and stood upright opposite Wang Shidao, saying: "At your age, it is quite remarkable that you can block so many of my blows."
Hearing this, Wang Shidao did not feel honored, but felt that Zhang Ruochen was humiliating him.
Wang Shidao, a mere ninth-level semi-saint, dared to speak to an Eight-Dragon Martial Saint like this. Naturally, Wang Shidao was very angry and shouted: "Boy, don't be so arrogant. I will destroy you now."
"The Seal of Subduing Demons."
Wang Shidao's body swelled, and his hands formed a strange seal.
At his feet, a black circular light seal with a diameter of ten feet appeared, with eight dragon shadows entrenched in the light seal, emitting an ear-splitting dragon roar.
The power fluctuations in Wang Shidao's body became more and more powerful, which put a certain amount of pressure on Zhang Ruochen.
"Your seal cannot conquer the devil."
Zhang Ruochen's expression was still quite calm. He did not retreat, but strode forward. He made palm prints with his five fingers and shouted: "Seven Apertures Blood Palm."
A blood-red shadow with twelve wings slowly stood up behind Zhang Ruochen. It was tall, had a ferocious face, and exuded an astonishing evil aura.
That is the shadow of Hades.
"Boom."
Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, forming a huge palm print.
The blood-red shadow also struck out with a palm, colliding with the demon-subduing seal formed by Wang Shidao, and in an instant, it shattered the demon-subduing seal.
"Poof!"
Wang Shidao spit out blood and flew out, hitting the iron wall heavily, like a piece of paper, slowly sliding down from the iron wall, leaving only a blood-red mark.
Zhang Ruochen put away his palm prints, walked over, and came to Wang Shidao's side.
Wang Shidao's holy body became in tatters, his head was mostly broken, and the back of his head collapsed completely. Holy blood continued to pour out of his body.
After a while, his life breath completely disappeared.
Having killed a Martial Saint, Zhang Ruochen neither felt guilty nor excited, and seemed calm.
Zhang Ruochen took off the golden light hiding bag from Wang Shidao, held it in his hand, and showed a curious expression: "Finally, I saw another space treasure, but I don't know what is in it? What special power does this golden light hiding bag have? ?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com