Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to pay attention to the authenticity of the Xue Tu words and said, "It just so happens that I have something that I need to help me with. You should have time, right?"

"It is unshirkable to do things for your senior brother."

Xue Tu patted his chest, and the next moment, his eyes turned and asked in a low voice: "Is it dangerous? I am just in the Immortal Realm of Cultivation. It's too dangerous, I'm afraid I can't do it!"

"It's not dangerous, just ask me about something."

Xue Tu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What's the matter?"

"I want to know all the information about Jiannanjie." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xue Tu's eyes showed a puzzled look and said, "Jiannan Realm? Is there this big world among the heavenly realms?"

"No, Jiannan Realm is not a subordinate mortal realm of the Heavenly Court, but a great world without the birth of gods. Now it should be under the control of a certain force in the Hell Realm." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xue Tu's worry was wiped out and he smiled and said, "I was thinking about why I hadn't heard of it. It turned out to be a weak world without gods. There are countless big worlds like this. There are so many small things under the Hell Realm. I'll check it now."

Just as he was about to leave, he stopped again and said with a smile: "Senior Brother, look at me, at least I am doing things for you. Should I just go barefoot? It's okay to be barefoot, you can't be naked, right?"

"If you like to be naked, just go naked!"

Zhang Ruochen walked straight through an invisible light curtain and walked into the formation entering Hanhai Manor, and his body disappeared.

Xue Tu clenched his fist, and he really dared not speak out. Finally, he stomped his feet and rushed to the Star Sea World. It seems that some of the divine stones that had just been deposited must be taken out.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the formation again, staring at the direction where Xue Tu left, and said to the Great Senluo Emperor beside him: "Little Senluo, follow him quietly and monitor him closely."

"Don't worry, if he dares to play tricks, I will break his leg."

The Great Mori Luo Emperor used a concealment technique, his figure disappeared, and he quietly followed.

Zhang Ruochen promised those Tiannu to protect Jiannanjie for ten thousand years.

Although they were all dead on the battlefield of hunting the sky, since they made a promise, Zhang Ruochen naturally took it in his heart and would definitely fulfill it.

Zhang Ruochen turned on the sundial again, and did not rush to practice. Instead, he took out a blood-red bead and took out the bone body of the bright red sage from its inner space.

The body of the Yanhong Great Sage is a divine bone. Legend has it that it woke up in the depths of the Santu River Basin. It was killed by a supreme great saint three times, but was resurrected three times, and it can be called an immortal body.

Her divine bone body is as high as 1,800 miles.

Zhang Ruochen used space chains to imprison it. Now it looks like the same height as a normal human.

She lay flat on the ground, and her whole body was pink except for her head. The bones were made of pink jade, crystal clear and emitting a faint divine light.

Inside the bones, there are vaguely Immortal patterns, which are extremely mysterious and contain incomprehensible Taoist rhyme.

Zhang Ruochen's finger touched the bone of her left hand, and immediately felt like an electric shock. The divine light emitted from the bones rejected any monks' contact with her.

"It's interesting. It's worthy of being the pink skull that cannot be killed by the Supreme Realm Great Saint. It's really dead but not dead."

Zhang Ruochen could sense that the divine bones on her body were slowly absorbing the dead energy between heaven and earth.

The pink skull was once attacked by Zhang Ruochen with three drops of dark time and space matter and turned into dark black. The immortal patterns contained in the divine bones also became very dim.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, mobilized his mental power, and gathered to his fingertips.

One finger was pointed at the pink skull's eyebrows.

The mental power condensed into an electric shuttle, rushed into the interior of her skull from her fingertips.

There was a strange area inside the skull that could not be explored, a gray area. Zhang Ruochen's mental power had just rushed into that area and was immediately counterattacked by a powerful force.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen's fingertips and the pink skull's eyebrows, the positions where the two touched, burst out a divine light wave, with extremely powerful power, shocking Zhang Ruochen back four steps.

"It actually contains such terrible energy. It seems that dark space-time matter has not killed the pink skull."

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to continue to investigate rashly, and he gently supported his chin with his fingers and thought carefully.

Is the Pink Skull a monk of the Bone Clan who was born with wisdom or an undead god?

If it is the latter...

Keeping her around will be an uncontrollable disaster.

In the next six months, Zhang Ruochen spent the next six months studying the Immortal patterns on the pink skull and trying to outline them on the spiritual paper, but all of them ended in failure.

Those immortal patterns are too complicated and mysterious. The best time, Zhang Ruochen only drew half of them, and the patterns collapsed and turned into wisps of red smoke.

In the library of the Seven Stars Palace, Zhang Ruochen found some records related to the "Immortal Pattern".

The so-called immortal god pattern is a top-level god that can be cultivated. The more immortal god patterns you cultivate, the more you can fight against the Yuanhui disaster, and thus have a greater chance of living one more Yuanhui.

The reason why the true god is difficult to kill is also related to the Immortal God Pattern.

"Forget it, wait until the mental power is increased to level 66, and then study the Immortal God Pattern!"

The sixty-sixth level of mental power is another great watershed for the Great Sage of the Spiritual Power. Once it is reached, the monk can confront the Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm with his mental power alone.

Moreover, the vitality of monks has greatly increased, and their mental power can be integrated into all parts of their body.

Even if the body is destroyed, the mental power can be immortal.

The Qidie among the Tiannu in Qianwen Realm is the Great Sage of the Sixty-sixth level of mental power. With its powerful mental power, it can hide its own strength and deceive the false gods of the Temple of Destiny.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want anything to alarm the gods, so he did not look for Xuehou and Xuejue God of War, and sent the pink skull into the Qiankun Realm.

In the universe, the dead energy is thin.

There, it may take hundreds or thousands of years to wake up by absorbing the dead energy. Even if she wakes up, as long as she is not a real god, Zhang Ruochen can completely suppress her again.

Zhang Ruochen tried to communicate with the secret of the swordsmanship left by the Thousand Bone Empress on the trunk of the Eccentric Divine Tree, but unfortunately, her divine thoughts did not appear this time.

"Early the Fenghou died, the entire Divine Realm of Destiny was in a panic. All the cultivators from Wujian Pavilion were hiding, and the empress should have left. It seems that only by going to a place far away from the Divine Realm of Destiny can she be contacted again."

Zhang Ruochen withdrew from the Qiankun Realm, and Xue Tu and Dasen Luo Huang have not yet returned.

So he took out the copper coffin that was equipped with the corpse of the gods again and said to himself: "I have almost exposed all the trump card methods in the Battle of Heaven and the Battle with Yan Wushen. If someone wants to kill me, I will analyze me very thoroughly, prepare well, and can restrain all my tricks. I must prepare one or two powerful means that no one knows."

In the Hell Realm, Zhang Ruochen has a strong sense of crisis.

So, he decided to cultivate the God-Eating Worm at all costs.

Putting the copper coffin within the coverage of the sundial, Zhang Ruochen did not fly into the coffin immediately, but tried to use his mental power to communicate with the sundial.

Communication failed.

There was no choice but to fly into the copper coffin himself. Suddenly, the time mark condensed by the sundial followed him and poured into the vast space in the coffin.

When it fell to the surface of the corpse, Zhang Ruochen first carefully observed the sleeping god-eating insects.

Then, I found an area without divine poison and started practicing.

The Blood-Juen War God pointed out his weaknesses, and Zhang Ruochen also knew what aspects he needed to make up for. At present, in addition to breaking the shackles, there are at least two things to do.

First, practice the truth and strive to stimulate ten times the attack power in a shorter time when fighting the enemy.

Second, combine the holy will of Yin and Yang and Five Elements with the holy art of Thousand Questions.

The second thing is the top priority.

Although the sacred intention of Yin and Yang and Five Elements is powerful, so far, Zhang Ruochen cannot integrate it into the sacred technique and use and perform it as he wishes. He can only simply use the sacred intention and launch an attack alone.

To cultivate the perfect sacred intention of Yin and Yang and Five Elements, it is obviously necessary to first integrate it into the holy art and gain an in-depth understanding of it through one battle after another.

"The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is the most skilled holy technique I have mastered. Let's first combine the yin and yang and five elements of the holy will with it."

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms and slowly released the sacred intentions of Yin and Yang and Five Elements, condensing a huge Tai Chi mark.

...

Time passes quickly.

In the bronze coffin, Zhang Ruochen practiced for one year and three months.

He only practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm every day, and controlled the yin and yang and the five elements of the holy will, and repeated it more than ten thousand times. His proficiency in both has greatly improved.

The great saint of the Hundred Shackle Realm uses a thousand-level high-level holy art, which requires a lot of time to accumulate energy.

Through more than a year of practice, Zhang Ruochen's time to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm has been at least half shorter than before. However, when he wanted to merge it with the holiness of Yin and Yang and Five Elements, he was always unable to succeed.

"Try it again. If I can't combine it, I will no longer waste my time. I can only settle for the second best. It should be much easier to merge the holy will and the higher-level holy art of the Hundred Shackles."

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's mind moved, and the Tai Chi mark formed by the holy mind of Yin and Yang and Five Elements was suspended in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he drove his lunge and his unparalleled masculinity made his whole body burn.

On the left arm, there are ten phantoms of the swastika blue dragons wrapped around.

On his right arm, the phantoms of ten gold-burned white tigers made a whistle.

As the palm strength became stronger and stronger, the Tai Chi mark in front of him was sank and twisted, and kept rushing towards both palms.

"Persevere, fast, just a little bit short..."

Zhang Ruochen's palm was burning into gold, as if it was about to melt, and his palm power was accumulated to its peak. However, this palm was not hit for a long time.

Can't beat it out yet.

"Press me."
To be continued...