Zhang Ruochen had also heard of some rumors about the Dragon Guarding Pavilion, but even he had never contacted members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion.

I just know that the Dragon Guarding Pavilion is very mysterious and obeys the orders of Emperor Ming of all dynasties, and all members are powerful people in the holy realm.

"The night before his father disappeared, the Dragon Guarding Pavilion transferred the national treasury. Did the father have expected something long ago?"

Zhang Ruochen thought carefully and felt a little confused.

Of course, he did not completely believe in the information released by the head of the Cai family. After all, the Cai family had surrendered to the First Central Empire.

They may not necessarily want to find the "Blood Clan Secret Scroll". Perhaps the real purpose is to find members of the Dragon Guarding Pavilion and treasures of the national treasury.

The news released by the head of the Cai family was quite amazing, and it soon spread throughout the Cai family's Holy Mansion, and it was even more amazing to spread to various cities of Shengming City.

Cai Jin, the chief manager of the Cai family's Holy Mansion, came to Zhang Ruochen with an ice jade box, and smiled happily and said, "Young Master, this is the Painting Saint Ancestor, let me give you something."

Zhang Ruochen took the ice jade box, opened a gap slightly, and then closed the jade box immediately.

"Old Man Chu's work efficiency is very high. He sent the fifth-grade Holy Yuan Dan so quickly."

Zhang Ruochen curled his mouth, put away the ice jade box, and left the Cai Family Holy Mansion.

The main purpose of his visit to the Cai family’s banquet was to serve the fifth-grade Holy Yuan Dan.

Since the Holy Yuan Dan was obtained, there was no need to stay here anymore. It just happened to take this opportunity to get rid of Chu Siyuan and do what he really wanted to do.

Walking out of the Cai family's Holy Mansion, Zhang Ruochen felt at least three forces following him.

Zhang Ruochen used the power of the meteor invisibility cloak and quickly got rid of them all.

Zhang Ruochen came to the stronghold of the descendants of the Zhang family and said in his heart, "I hope Zhang Fengxing has contacted the senior figures of the Zhang family... not good..."? "Swish."

Zhang Ruochen's body movements unfolded, he jumped down from the night sky, landed onto the courtyard in the center of the inn, and looked around.

A nauseatingly bloody smell filled this space.

There were dead bodies on the ground.

During the day, all the thirteen descendants of the Zhang family who were rescued by him, including the clerks and residents in the inn, had died tragically, some were split in half, and some were only a headless corpse.

Zhang Fengxing was nailed to a wall by a silver-white spear, his body was covered with scars, his stomach was cut open, and all his internal organs were rolled out.

Obviously, before his death, he was tortured.

Zhang Shu, who was only eleven years old, stood on a bloody step with a look of horror, sadness and despair on his face, staring at Zhang Fengxing's corpse.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers gently stroked his face.

"Bang!"

Blood lines appeared in Zhang Shu's body, and they were broken into thirteen pieces.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers were trembling constantly, and the sound of his teeth came out. Anger burst out from the depths of his bloodline. The shape of flames was reflected in his two pupils, and he said, "Come out!"

"Wow!"

Dozens of dark black light curtains appeared around the inn. In the light curtains, the sound of armor colliding sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the Canglong Army soldiers wearing black armor radiated a monstrous evil spirit like ghost generals and rushed out of the light curtain one after another.

A middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a pair of black wings on his back flew out, emitting a cold breath all over his body.

He stood in the air, holding a piece of jade in his hand, and laughed: "The Taiming Holy Book should be given to that kid, right? As far as this commander knows, only some people with extremely high status among the remnants of the previous dynasty are qualified to practice."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Chenyuan Ancient Sword without saying a word.

The middle-aged man with a pair of black wings continued, "Originally, my commander was ordered to wipe out a stronghold of the remnants of the previous dynasty, but he didn't expect that a big fish would be drawn out. Haha!"

Even though he was surrounded by heavy siege, Zhang Ruochen still remained calm, with a chill in his eyes, and said, "You laughed too early, right?"

"I should be a master so calm." The middle-aged man with black wings had a posture of controlling the overall situation. He waved his palm and said, "Open the Seven-Star Sword Formation and suppress him. Remember, you must leave a living."

In the camp of the Canglong Army, seven formation masters hit the staff to the ground at the same time.

The next moment, dense white inscriptions appeared on the ground with the inn as the center, forming a formation.

"Crash."

Sword energy was automatically condensed in the formation, and in an instant, all buildings and corpses, including the inn, were smashed and razed to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to rush out of the area of ​​the sword formation first, but he was one step late and was attacked by hundreds of sword energy. He failed to rush out of the formation and had to retreat.

In the distance, above a vermilion tower, three graceful dancers reveal their true bodies and look out for the direction of the inn.

That city was completely blocked by the formation, and black dust fog surged out, containing a huge murderous intent.

"Senior sister, that is the sergeant from the Eighth Battalion of the Canglong Army. At least three thousand elite soldiers gathered here. The man must have encountered big trouble. Should we help him?" said a woman wearing a yellow dance dress.

A dancer wearing a veil stood on the eaves of the tower, like a beautiful elf under the moon, saying in a pleasant voice: "Since the Eighth Battalion of the Canglong Army sent three thousand elite troops, it can be seen that they attach great importance to this matter. It is very likely that Han Ying, the commander of the Eighth Battalion, is also in that area. Han Ying's cultivation is deeper than Guo Lu. You two rushed up, but they were just going to die."

The dancer wearing a veil is Qin Yutong, the dance fairy in Fengwu Palace.

The other two dancers are her junior sisters, the Tian-level dancers of Fengwu Palace, Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu.

When Zhang Ruochen left the Cai family's Holy Mansion, they followed him out.

After losing it, Qin Yutong guessed that Zhang Ruochen might have brought it to this stronghold, so they rushed over to investigate.

Bai Xuanshuang was wearing a yellow dance dress and possessed the powerful cultivation of a fourth-level half-saint. She looked in her early twenties and asked, "What should we do now? This person is a first-class strong man. We can't stand by death and refuse to save him, right?"

Qin Yutong seemed very calm and said, "You two rushed back to Fengwu Palace immediately and reported to Grandma Su that she might come up with a way to rescue her."

Bai Xuanshuang and Bai Xuanyu turned into two shadows, disappeared into the darkness, and rushed towards Fengwu Palace.

The Zhang family is in Shengming City, and there is indeed a giant in the holy realm lurking secretly.

However, once the Holy Realm giant personally rescues the man wearing a golden mask, it will definitely alarm the Lingxiao Heavenly King. At that time, the Holy Realm giant and the man wearing a golden mask will die without a burial place, and the Zhang family will suffer a heavy loss.

Qin Yutong knew very well that tonight’s events were very difficult and she could only act according to the opportunity.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the center of the Seven-Star Sword Formation and shattered the flying sword energy one after another, turning into wisps of white smoke.

The man with a pair of black wings on his back was Han Ying, one of the top ten commanders of the Canglong Army.

"You can't even suppress you in the Seven-Star Sword Formation. You have very high attainments in swordsmanship."

Han Ying's expression was very cold and sharp. He ordered the seven formation masters again, saying: "Excite the strongest power of the Seven-Star Sword Formation."

Upon receiving the order, the seven formation masters cut a blood mark on the palm of their hands and wiped their own blood on the staff.

Blood and inscriptions merged into one and poured into the ground.

The entire Seven-Star Sword Formation turned blood-red, and blood-red inscriptions at the edge of the formation surged out from the ground, condensing into seven warrior ghost shadows holding long swords.

"Swish."

The seven warrior ghost shadows roared, waved their long swords, and swept towards Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen's murderous intent was very strong and he was no longer retained. He mobilized the holy energy in his body and continuously injected into the ancient sword of Shenyuan.

"Break it for me."

One move "Golden Dou Chaoyang" was used, which was a move in the Nine Life Sword Technique. Its power is comparable to that of the holy art and can explode thirty-two times the power.

Previously, Zhang Ruochen had already figured out the weakness of the Seven-Star Sword Formation and slashed out with a holy magic-level sword move. With a roar, he directly split the formation in half.

Originally, the seven warrior ghost swords were only one foot away from Zhang Ruochen's body.

At this moment, all of them disappeared, and together with the Seven-Star Sword Formation were destroyed.

The formation was shattered, and all the soldiers of the Canglong Army present were shocked. They did not expect that this person would be so powerful.

"Swish."

Zhang Ruochen swung his sword and slashed it, and seven sword energy flew out in a row, rushing towards the seven formation masters, no longer giving them the chance to set up the formation.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation and sword realm, the sword energy he easily exerted also contains earth-shaking power, which is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

The camp of the Canglong Army rushed out of more than a dozen powerful figures, trying to block the sword energy for the seven masters of tactics.

"Puff."

More than a dozen powerful figures were all penetrated by the sword energy and flew backwards.

The seven sword energy has not diminished its momentum, and it has penetrated the heads of seven formation masters at the same time, leaving only seven corpses behind.

"court death."

Han Ying was very angry, and his holy energy was circulating in his body, gathering towards his eyes.

Two light columns surged out of his black pupils and hit Zhang Ruochen downwards.

Zhang Ruochen was alert and dodged first.

"Boom."

Two black light columns hit the ground, smashing the earth to pieces. In some places, the soil and stones had melted and turned into magma droplets.

A Canglong Army lying on the ground had a twelve-grade true martial arts weapon in his hand, but it was slightly touched with the black light column, and the true martial arts weapon immediately exploded.

The two black light columns have very terrifying destructive power, and even the holy weapon may not be able to stop it.

There were also some masters in the Canglong Army who immediately organized three thousand elite soldiers to set up a joint attack formation.

A white giant sword that was thirteen feet long condensed above the combined attack formation and slashed towards Zhang Ruochen's head, like a white waterfall falling from the sky.

The sword that gathered three thousand elite troops, you can imagine how powerful it is?

Even a ninth-level half-saint cannot stop it.

"Wow!"

A space crack that was dozens of meters long flew out and penetrated the light shield of the white giant sword and the combined attack formation at the same time. Just this move killed more than a hundred elite soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen used his body technique and rushed into the camp of the Canglong Army, inserting the Chenyuan Ancient Sword into the ground, and a huge sword intent exploded.

"Go to die for me." Zhang Ruochen roared, and all the heads above his head stood upside down, and the murderous intent was released.

Thousands of sword-shaped sword energy flew out of the sword body of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, making a "rattle" sound, flying in all directions.
Chapter completed!