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Chapter 320 Blood Dragon Martial Saint, Heavenly Gold Bag, Number of Ancient Boats
"We must hold back those evil demons from outside the domain. We can't let them break into the palace and take away the sacred stone."

"As long as we keep the sacred stone, when the world comes to an end, my Monguna Dynasty will be able to continue."

"Fight until the last drop of blood is shed!"

In the royal capital, all the indigenous orcs joined the battle, some were guarding the formation, and some were rushing to the outer city.

This attack by the extraterritorial demons, coupled with the royal family's announcement, made them see one thing clearly.

The whole world is about to undergo drastic changes, and in order to survive, they must rely on the magic stone.

In this world, the divine stone is the most precious strategic resource.

The Mongol Dynasty relied on the power of the magic stone to reach its current scale and build an empire on the continent.

Now, these demons from outside the domain actually want to plunder all their wealth!
The army was advancing slowly behind. The five people led by Lu Mingyuan, Yun Qinghe, Sui Yuqing and Yang Zhaoyuan appeared very low-key and did not attract the attention of the indigenous orcs.

Compared with the mighty demon clan and the brutal and open plundering by the monks of various dynasties, their goals are more clear.

Just head towards the Godly Fallen Blood Mountain in the center of the royal city.

Lu Mingyuan's mind became clearer.

These sacred stones are the products of the fall of the gods in the Middle Ages, and each mine can be considered a part of the god’s body.

The god is dead, and his body has become part of the world, scattered in every corner of the cave world of Longding Mountain.

Many living beings were born in these places with rich resources of divine stones. As time passed, these living beings formed countries and numerous dynasties.

This place is not only a fairyland, but also the place where gods fell.

For some reason, the figure of Emperor Changming suddenly appeared in Lu Mingyuan's mind.

Maybe he should know the truth of that year.

Know what happened back then and how the Changming Immortal Dynasty was destroyed.

How many people have died in this battlefield?

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lu Mingyuan sensed a powerful force fluctuation and looked up.

In the center of the royal capital, ten blood dragons flew out from a golden hall, flew over the heads of Lu Mingyuan and others, and rushed towards the outer city.

In the center of the ten scarlet dragons was an old man wearing golden armor, with silver hair and a bronze crown on his head. However, he did not look old at all, but rather full of energy.

He has orc blood, but does not have any special characteristics of an orc. His transformation level is very high and he is no different from a human being.

He was holding a finely carved blood-spirit spear, looking majestic, and the aura emanating from his body was extremely powerful.

Overshadowed ten throne knights.

Already reached the realm of Martial Saint!
Lu Mingyuan frowned.

Obviously, no one expected that there would be such a powerful person in the Mongol Dynasty.

On the streets of the royal city, a large number of indigenous monks exclaimed, "That is Lord Blood Dragon Martial Saint. He has not left this world and is still protecting the Monguna Dynasty."

In this small world, the rules of heaven and earth are somewhat different from those in Middle-earth, so the ways of cultivation are naturally also different.

The indigenous monks in the cave absorb and refine divine power.

What they possess are actually the residual powers from the ancient gods. Their strength is determined by absorbing the power of the gods scattered in the altars of gods in various places.

The stronger and more stable the divine power you possess, the stronger your strength will be.

Otherwise, your sanity will be destroyed by God's will.

In the case of the Blood Dragon Martial Saint, the more Blood Dragon visions one cultivates, the stronger his strength will be.

In Lu Mingyuan's eyes, the Blood Dragon Martial Saint is actually a human-shaped tonic.

Although he didn't want to think this way, the blood energy emanating from the other person was indeed very tempting.

No one knew how many divine meteorite blood stones he had absorbed. There were as many as ten blood dragons, and the power that erupted was astonishing.

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint appeared in front of Lu Mingyuan and the others. He had obviously noticed that someone was quietly approaching the depths of the palace. He held the Blood Spirit Spear in his hand, his eyes locked on Lu Mingyuan, and said coldly:

"You evil demons from outside the domain may look insignificant, but you are quite powerful. Each of you has a strong aura. Are you also planning to get the divine stone by approaching the palace like this?"

"As expected of a Martial Saint, you still have some vision." Lu Mingyuan said with a smile.

He originally wanted to keep a low profile and watch the monsters and the indigenous monks fight so that he could sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the two tigers and take advantage of the situation.

I didn’t expect that there was such a strong man in the Mongol Dynasty.

Blood Dragon Martial Saint snorted coldly: "You also have traces of divine blood on your body, which means you have absorbed the power of the divine stone. You are not from this world, but you have absorbed the divine stone, which means you came here for the divine stone. With my cultivation, it is not difficult to detect your traces."

There was a strange look in Lu Mingyuan's eyes.

He didn't expect that the Blood Dragon Martial Saint would see through his ability to absorb the divine stone and reach the twelfth level of perfection.

I saw that the Blood Dragon Martial Saint was carrying a golden bag on his back.

The material of the bag is quite special. It looks like it is made of golden silk, or like there is golden liquid water covering the silk, flowing slowly.

"There are actually slight spatial fluctuations. It seems that there must be a lot of good things inside."

Lu Mingyuan could be sure that the golden bag must be a treasure.

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint appeared here, carrying something on his back, which was very suspicious.

You don't want to run away with him, do you?
The more Lu Mingyuan thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Under the current situation, the Mongola Dynasty is bound to perish. As the most powerful person in the dynasty, Blood Dragon Martial Saint is actually only thinking about escaping?

This made Lu Mingyuan curious. Before leaving, he saw what was in the package of a martial saint, so he immediately asked, "Where did you get that golden bag?"

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint's expression tightened, revealing a look of vigilance, and he said, "This is the national treasure of our dynasty, the Heavenly Treasure Gold Bag. How can an evil demon from outside the domain like you get your hands on it?"

"Ten Dragons Ten Thousand Apertures Palm."

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint drew a circle with his hands. In the center of the circle, ten blood-colored dragon shadows appeared and transformed into ten dragon pillars, flying towards Lu Mingyuan.

"Let me do it."

Lu Mingyuan took the initiative to speak, stopping the two women who were about to take a step forward. The Blood Dragon Martial Saint was indeed very powerful, and Yun Qinghe and Sui Yuqing should not be his match.

However, Lu Mingyuan was fearless. He continuously mobilized the martial arts energy in his body, and then slapped out with both palms at the same time.

"The tenth level of Taihuang Dragon Elephant Strength, the dragon and elephant swallow the sky."

As Lu Mingyuan sent out his palm print, a red-gold flame surged out from his back, instantly covering the area within a hundred miles with a layer of flames.

The place where the palace was located turned into a blazing copper furnace. If a cultivator below the tenth realm broke in, he would be burned to death if he could not survive for even a breath.

"Boom."

The two forces collided with each other, forming a circle of powerful power fluctuations that surged in all directions.

The four iron walls of the palace were engraved with formation inscriptions, which resisted this force. Otherwise, most of the palace would have collapsed.

The two continued to fight, exchanging dozens of blows.

The moves they displayed were all of the most powerful strength. Their fists and palms collided with each other, using force to counter force, in a competition to see who was stronger.

After a while, the two separated.

Blood Dragon Martial Saint was sweating all over and gasping for breath. The skin on his two fists was shattered and crimson blood was spilling out. He stared at the foreign man opposite him in shock and said, "How is it possible... You are only at the twelfth level, how can you withstand the power of this Saint?"

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint is already over 300 years old. His cultivation is indeed quite profound, and the martial arts he displays have reached perfection. However, he is old, his blood is declining, and his body's explosive power and endurance are also decreasing.

Plus, what he cultivated was the power of the gods, not his own power.

After all, it won't last long. It needs to replenish new divine stones to maintain its cultivation. It can't fight a protracted war with Lu Mingyuan. "The world you live in will eventually be destroyed. You relied on the power of the divine stones to create an era, but now, this era should end."

Lu Mingyuan's expression was still quite calm. He did not retreat, but strode forward. He clenched his five fingers into a fist and shouted in a deep voice: "Great Wilderness Divine Fist."

A man in Taotie armor who looked like a demon slowly stood up behind Lu Mingyuan. He was tall, had a ferocious face, and exuded an astonishing murderous aura.

This is the power unique to the secrets of boxing.

The Great Wilderness Divine Fist is the supreme magical power that Lu Mingyuan achieved after he comprehended the profound power.

The secret that should have been practiced by those at the upper third level of Hedao was mastered by Lu Mingyuan in advance, and its power is unquestionable.

"Boom."

Lu Mingyuan threw a punch, which condensed into a huge fist mark.

The shadow of the man in Taotie armor then threw a punch, which collided with the Ten Dragon Seals formed by the Blood Dragon Martial Saint, and shattered the Ten Dragon Seals in an instant.

"puff!"

The Blood Dragon Martial Saint vomited blood and flew backwards, hitting the iron wall heavily. Like a piece of paper, he slowly slid down from the iron wall, leaving only a blood-red mark.

Lu Mingyuan put away his palm print, walked over and came to the side of the Blood Dragon Martial Saint.

The holy body of the Blood Dragon Martial Saint became tattered, with more than half of his head broken and the back of his head completely collapsed, and holy blood continuously gushed out of his body.

After a moment, his life force completely disappeared.

After killing a Martial Saint, Lu Mingyuan felt neither guilty nor excited, and seemed calm.

To be honest, Blood Dragon Martial Saint does not have the true strength of a Martial Saint at all.

The level of cultivation that he obtained with the help of the power of the magic stone is still quite far from that of a true Martial Saint in the Middle-earth.

It's not surprising to be at a disadvantage when facing yourself.

Lu Mingyuan took the Tianzang gold bag from the Blood Dragon Martial Saint and held it in his hand, revealing a curious look: "I wonder what's inside? What special power does this gold bag have?"

The Tianzang Golden Bag was so light that it was almost weightless. Holding it in the hand felt like caressing a girl’s skin.

"Wow!"

Lu Mingyuan injected the holy energy into the Tianzang Golden Bag, and then a dazzling golden light burst out. On the surface of the bag, there was a foot-long hole, as if there were water ripples flowing.

Separate a mental thought and probe in.

"Hahaha!"

Then, Lu Mingyuan laughed out loud, overjoyed. It was really like he had been looking for something for a long time, but finally got it without any effort.

"what happened?"

Yun Qinghe couldn't help but ask when she saw Lu Mingyuan so happy.

“They are all good things.”

Lu Mingyuan smiled.

The inner space of the Tianzang Golden Bag is quite vast, far exceeding the space ring refined by Qigong practitioner Lu Mingyuan. It contains a large number of natural treasures, including magic stones, magic jade, elixir... and so on. It has everything, and the number is quite huge, and it is difficult to count them all at once.

Most of the Mongol Dynasty’s treasury should be stored in it.

Having obtained such a huge amount of natural treasures, even the head of a sect in the nine heavens and ten earths would probably be as ecstatic as Lu Mingyuan when he saw it.

After thinking carefully, Lu Mingyuan quickly understood and thought to himself, "That Blood Dragon Martial Saint must have been guarding near the national treasury until the outermost defense formation of the royal capital was breached. He then urgently put all the natural treasures in the national treasury into the Tianzang Gold Bag.

"At this time, I happened to break into the vicinity of the treasury, so I met him."

No matter how you look at it, this time the harvest is still huge. Not to mention the rare treasures, the Tianzang Golden Bag itself is a treasure that can hold a lot of things.

It works better than acupuncture points.

At this time, Sui Yuqing, who was standing by, had a cold expression on his face and reminded, “The powerful men of the demon race have already attacked the inner city and should soon reach the foot of the Godly Fallen Blood Mountain.”

"By then, will we still have to compete with them for the sacred stone?"

"So fast?"

Lu Mingyuan used his divine eye to look outside the mountain. Sure enough, he saw the figures of several talented leaders of the demon clan, who were getting closer and closer to the Shenyue Blood Mountain near the royal palace.

They stood on a huge flying boat, rushed to the front, pushed forward and crushed forward.

No matter the formation in the city or the powerful men at the level of the Ten Throne Knights, they could not stop them at all.

Holding a fierce long sword, Long Xuan was like the god of death. She first killed a throne knight, and then seriously injured another orc general.

All the soldiers of the Mongol Dynasty were frightened and fled.

In the direction of the top of the altar mountain, colorful light mist gushed out more and more violently, and the powerful impact caused cracks to appear on the mountain body of the ten-winged fire dragon stone statue.

The cracks grew larger and larger, and soon became more than ten feet wide. If they continued to split, the mountain of the altar would most likely be split in two.

The light mist guides people to the true location of the ascension platform.

"The Ascension Platform will be unveiled soon, and the decisive battle is approaching. Why don't we head directly to the Guixu Jihai? It's not a good idea to fight the demon tribe again right now. I'm afraid it will waste a lot of time."

Sui Yuqing, who seldom participated in staff planning, took the initiative to speak to Lu Mingyuan.

"What the fairy said is correct. Now that we have obtained the assets of the Blood Dragon Martial Saint, there are also a huge amount of divine stones inside. It should be enough to support us to go to the Guixu Jihai."

Qi Muxue also agreed with her words and echoed her directly.

Lu Mingyuan thought about the two girls' ideas and nodded.

Their purpose of going to the palace was to plunder the sacred stone.

The magic stones that the Blood Dragon Martial Saint now carries are enough for them to explore the Guixu Silent Sea.

Long Jian and Gang Zhu on the throne both disappeared in the royal city. It was obvious that they had already gone to Guixu Jihai first.

So there is no need to waste time in the royal city.

"it is good."

Lu Mingyuan made a prompt decision and said, "In that case, let's set off to Guixu Jihai!"

Several streams of light left the royal city.

He led the army and left the place of trouble and headed to the shore of Guixu Silent Sea, which was the place where Lu Mingyuan arrived for the first time.

However, in Lu Mingyuan's vision, troops from many dynasty forces appeared, and in front of them, there appeared a vast ocean, a calm sea surface, and dark blue water.

Everyone stopped at the shore, arguing about something.

The white ape following Lu Mingyuan said honestly: "Generally, if cultivators want to cross the Guixu Silent Sea without being punished by the gods, they can only do so by riding on the Dynasty Ancient Boat. It must be because there are too few ancient boats, so there was a dispute."

"Can't you fly there?"

Lu Mingyuan asked.

The white ape shook his head: "The sea is ruled by the will of the gods. Anyone who trespasses will be doomed."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the dense evil thoughts of the immortals in the void, which formed large patches of dark clouds, and felt a little creepy in his heart.

He even suspected that it was the owner of this cave who deliberately forced them here.

First, it was the statue on the altar on the top of the mountain, and then it was to the depths of the Guixu Silent Sea. If you were not careful in either of them, you would die.

Can they really find the ascension platform through guidance?

(End of this chapter)