No matter how disturbed the outside world is, there is a quiet valley in the depths of Wang Shan. Everyone is immersed in cultivation, and in a troubled world, strength is the essence of survival.

"Well."

Zhang Ruochen opened her eyes suddenly, and her body's surface rose into a pure white flame.

The refiner Wang Pinsheng Dan, coupled with the refinement of the fire's top-level fetish, Zhang Ruochen finally purged the magical fire from Chen Yan into Emperor Flame.

There is an essential difference between Emperor Yan and Chen Yan. The power is incomparable. Even if it is a king weapon, it may be refined.

The rules of the one million Gods in the God's legs are all refined, and the divine power contained in them is extremely horrifying.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen has also refined the five top five elements of the Five Elements into the flesh and cultivated the five elements of Chaos to the extreme. Except for the most fragile viscera and brain, the body has almost been immortalized.

As long as he is willing to spend a little time, he can cast the immortal sacred body to break into the immortal holy realm.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhang Ruochen to do this now. The stronger the accumulation in the Holy Realm, the stronger it will be when he enters the Great Holy Realm. According to his ideas, whether it is the rules of the Holy Word or the immortality of the flesh, he will reach the Holy King The limits of the environment.

"The transformation of the net extinction fire is really not easy. It took Wang Pinsheng Dan and the top fire attributes to help me. It took me 28 years. Fortunately, I got enough **** stones on Zhenlong Island. Otherwise, I ca n’t say. Can only give up halfway. "Zhang Ruochen said with emotion.

In his plan, in about ten years, it should be possible to transform the Net Extinction Fire into Emperor Flame, but unexpectedly, it took nearly three times as long.

Withdrawing the net annihilation fire, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help whispering: "Unfortunately, the realm of truth has not been able to consolidate successfully. It is always a little worse. Without the secret method of the truth temple, it is really difficult to condense.

In these years, the rules of truth in Zhang Ruochen ’s body have grown to 680,000, a distance of ten times the attack power, which is a full 200,000. However, if the realm of truth cannot be condensed, even if the number of rules reaches , Still can not erupt ten times attack power.

The total amount of rules that can be cultivated in any kind of sacred path in the realm of the sacred king is one million paths, and the more difficult it becomes to practice.

Because of this, even if Zhang Ruochen has 39% of the truth, the speed of cultivating the rules of truth is far from being as fast as before.

Relying on various auxiliary cultivation treasures and the influence of the key of the world's gate, Zhang Ruochen's retreat this time increased by 15 million Taoist rules, totaling 60 million.

Among them, the rules of space have increased to 610,000, the rules of time are 570,000, the rules of kendo are 880,000, the rules of ruling are 790,000, and the rules of boxing are 770,000. Promotion.

With Zhang Ruochen's current strength, if you face Jinhui Dasheng again, you should be able to defeat it without risking the use of time and space.

With his eyes turned, Zhang Ruochen nodded secretly as he swept across the people around him.

In the twenty-eight years, with the sufficient cultivation resources provided by him, the cultivation strength of all people has been greatly improved.

Especially the devouring rabbit and the demon ape have now reached the realm of the realm, and they can be regarded as powerful in any big world.

In the meantime, Xiao Hei has also completed the formation of the formation method, turning the valley into a real sacred place of cultivation, and at the same time can ensure that the key to the gate of the world is foolproof.

Zhang Ruochen did not interfere with the cultivation of the crowd, and put away the sundial, and left the valley alone.

There are only seven divine stones left on him, which are kept first, and may be used for other purposes.

A blue holy light flew from Zhang Ruochen's sleeve and turned into a blue dragon with a length of hundreds of miles, exuding a vast dragon power.

It is exactly the first time that Zhou Yu spent a lot of energy. The blue holy dragon that was captured from the barren land was a relic of the ancient times. His blood is extremely powerful, he is not under the swallowing dragon, and he is repaired for strength. Better than devouring the dragon.

However, Zhou Yu has not been able to truly conquer Qingtian Shenglong, but Zhang Ruochen has successfully conquered it.

There are two main reasons why Qingtian Shenglong will surrender.

First, naturally, because Zhang Ruochen's strength is strong enough, Qingtian Shenglong can't raise the thought of resistance.

The second reason is because of that strain of dragon grass, which has a fatal temptation to the Qingtian Holy Dragon.

After refining the dragon grass, the blood of the dragon in Qingtian Shenglong was fully excited, and it is almost about to achieve the true dragon physique.

The so-called true dragon refers to the **** dragon that has not yet become a god. Since the Middle Ages, the Kunlun realm has only Ao Xinyan, and has been built into a pure true dragon constitution. Therefore, it has been viewed by the forbidden figure in Yinyanghai.

Although the Qingtian Holy Dragon has not yet cultivated into a true dragon body, its strength has been greatly improved. If it fights with that universe again, it may not be defeated.

"Da da."

Footsteps sounded.

A skinny old man didn't know where it came from, staring at the Heavenly Holy Dragon with green eyes.

"It's so fat, it must taste very good."

While talking, the old man also licked his lips, and drool almost came out.

Hearing this sentence, Qingtian Shenglong suddenly became furious, descended from the sky, landed in front of the old man, and spit out the terrible dragon breath.

The old man seemed to be about to die, but in fact he was extremely sensitive. He retreated in an instant and opened his distance from the Heavenly Dragon. At the same time, he turned his attention to Zhang Ruochen, who cried out: "Zhang Ruochen, optimistic about your dragon, scared my old man."

Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned slightly, and he looked at the old man with an unscrupulous look. He wanted to make a mess of it, but in the end he restrained it.

He was in Wangshan and saw this old man for the third time. The first time was when Wang Shan had a mutation, he had just emerged from the ground and claimed to be a grave robber. For the second time, he actually wanted to cure all the female saints, and even the fairy of the hundred flowers almost came to the rescue.

Unfortunately, the old man was too slippery, and even if Zhang Ruochen did his best, he couldn't help it.

Even now, Zhang Ruochen still can't see through the old man. I don't know what his origin is, let alone what step he has achieved for his strength?

"Old guy, why are you still in Wangshan?" Zhang Ruochen asked unscrupulously.

The old man grinned and said, "Did you not tell you last time? The old man is the guardian of the Zhang family. The ancestral land of the Zhang family is here. The old man naturally stays here."

"Since you don't want to be honest, I can only offend it." Zhang Ruochen's eyes became sharp in vain.

During the conversation, Zhang Ruochen was already mobilizing the rules of space, releasing the space sphere, completely confining the space of hundreds of miles.

This time is different from the past. With his current cultivation as strength, even if he is facing the great saint in the late immortal period, there is still a battle.

"Roar."

The Heavenly Dragon roared and launched an attack on the old man.

A huge and sharp dragon claw protruded out like lightning, condensing into a whirlpool, blocking all the retreats of the old man.

"Wow, Zhang Ruochen, what do you want to do?"

The old man screamed while dodging at the speed.

What surprised Zhang Ruochen was that the space of hundreds of miles was obviously completely confined by him, and the old man was able to move freely, and it seemed that he was not affected at all.

In surprise, Zhang Ruochen mobilized a lot of space rules, exhibited a space storm, and swept away towards the old man.

The scope of the space storm is extremely wide, and it will soon arrive, making the old man unable to escape.

The old man still did not perform the holy art, but he used the flesh and blood to shake the storm of space.

"boom."

The space storm was ripped apart by the old man and subsided quickly.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen's eyelids jumped, using his current space accomplishment, and exhibiting the space storm, even the ordinary immortal saint, could not resist, but was easily cracked by the old man.

how is this possible?

Before, he suspected that the old man was the top nine-step holy king, but now it seems that he still seriously underestimated him.

No wonder the old man said that he could not leave Wang Shan, fearing to be found, and with his own strength, he would indeed not be allowed to stay in Kunlun.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and asked very solemnly: "You are not the Holy King at all, nor are you the person in the world, tell me, who are you?"

He had already seen that the old man should be a awakened person, and when he first met, he should have just awakened from the ground.

And the old man is not an ordinary awakening person, very powerful, at least also the Great Saint level.

The once inconspicuous Wang Shan has become a place of awakening, and even the birth of the awakened people is really incredible.

"The old man is just like you, from the Zhang family. If you have something to say, why do you want to do it? The old man's old arms and legs can't stand the frustration." The old man said with a smile on his waist.

Qingtian Shenglong also saw the strength of the old man, and could not help but retreat to Zhang Ruochen's side, watching him with vigilance.

"Booming."

When the two sides confronted each other, there was a sudden movement in the depths of Wang Shan.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head to look at it immediately, and he could not help revealing a strange color in his eyes, and said, "Folding space is further opened, and Wang Shan has become wider."

In such a blink of an eye, the old man disappeared without a trace, and he did not know where he had gone.

Zhang Ruochen was able to perceive in the realm of space, but he could not find the trace of the old man.

With a little meditation, Zhang Ruochen put Qingtian Shenglong in his sleeve and moved the exhibition space to the depths of Wang Shan.

With his current strength, he is already qualified to explore this folding space. Even if there is any danger, he still has the confidence to protect himself.

The heaven and earth in the depths of Wang Shan is more intense and almost inseparable, and there is a lot of heaven and earth in it, showing a sacred scene.

As soon as he entered the depths of Wang Shan, Zhang Ruochen was attracted by a thing.

On a rock wall, a huge blue dragon, hundreds of feet long, is hovering around the heaven and earth.

"This is ... Panlong Rattan." Zhang Ruochen's eyes lit up.

The blue dragon is not a real dragon, but a holy medicine.

If it is an ordinary holy medicine, even the 100,000-year-old holy medicine, it is difficult to attract Zhang Ruochen's attention, but this Panlong rattan is different, it is a Yuanhui holy medicine.

It seemed that he could sense the breath of Panlong Vine, and Qingtian Shenglong immediately pierced his head out of Zhang Ruochen's sleeve, staring hotly at Panlong Vine.

"Master, I want to get it." Qingtian Shenglong exclaimed.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen knows that Panlong Rattan is the most useful to the Dragon family, which can promote the Dragon family in all directions.

However, Panlong Rattan belongs to the highly aggressive Yuanhui Sacred Medicine, and most people simply do not want it.

Zhang Ruochen has sensed that the breath of this panlong rattan is extremely powerful and fierce, and it is definitely not easy to deal with.

"Roar."

Just then, the panlong rattan suddenly made a terrifying dragon groan, and Zhang Yawu's claws flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Well."

Qingtian Shenglong immediately flew out of Zhang Ruochen's sleeve, rose against the wind, and collided with the panlong rattan that rushed over.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen took steps and continued to walk deep into the folding space, without any worries that Qingtian Shenglong would not be able to clean up Panlong Vine.

In the past, a lot of holy medicine has been grown, and most of the years are very long. It belongs to the top grade of holy medicine, even the holy king, can be used.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen also found three 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicines, each of which is extremely rare and valuable. Even the nine-step holy king would long for it.

However, Zhang Ruochen didn't take any action to pick, because Wang Shan had been blocked anyway, so he wasn't afraid they would run away.

Zhang Ruochen has handed over the seven dragon dandan furnace to Xiaohei. Using these high-quality holy medicines, he should be able to make a lot of high-level elixir.

After crossing several sacred mountains, Zhang Ruochen stopped.

In front of him, a very special area appeared, shrouded in gorgeous nine-colored divine light, extremely sacred, like a pure land.

I don't know why, as soon as Zhang Ruochen approached, Zhang Ruochen's heart became extremely calm and gave birth to a sense of tranquility.

Through the nine-colored **** light, Zhang Ruochen saw the dwarf mountains, densely packed, he could not see the end, and did not know how many there were.

Each mountain is very special. A huge tombstone stands in front of it. It is shrouded by the extremely ancient rules of the Great Holy One.

"Are these the graves of the saint?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled.

In the royal tomb forest of the Zhang family in Shengming, nine tombs belonging to the great ancestors are similar to the scenes of these low mountains.

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Ruochen couldn't calm down inside, because there were thousands of tombs just to see.

Doesn't it mean that there are at least thousands of great saints buried here?

Did all the great saints die here and bury their bones in Kunlun at a certain time? However, this is simply impossible.

The breath of the Great Saint is tyrannical, even after death, it is still very vigorous, and it will not dissipate in the long years.

With full of doubts, Zhang Ruochen walked forward, but as soon as he was close to the nine-colored **** light, there was a circle of space ripples under his feet, with a shock of horrible divine power, it seemed to tear him. Into pieces.

Just as Zhang Ruochen wanted to fight, his own bloodline suddenly changed, and the impact of the imperial power disappeared inexplicably.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt a lot less stress and felt a lot easier.

"What's going on, why do the great divine coercions recede like the tide? Just now, the blood in my body seemed to throb like never before." Zhang Ruochen's mind faintly gave rise to some speculation.

Unable to help, he took another step forward with great effort, and eventually came to a low mountain.

In front of this dwarf mountain, there is a stone monument with some intricate words engraved on it, which is not of the current age.

"Good old breath, the text above should belong to the form of the Middle Ages, and contain the Great Holy Rhyme. However, the surface of the handwriting is shrouded with an invisible power. With my holy eyes, I can only see the general The outline is a bit fuzzy and difficult to see. "

Looking at the stone tablet in front of him, Zhang Ruochen couldn't calm down.

Immediately, he released his strong mental power, touched the words on the stone tablet, and began to decipher.

What surprised Zhang Ruochen was that this type of text was more obscure than he expected, and it was extremely difficult to decipher it with his current mental strength.

With all his energy, Zhang Ruochen managed to decipher the text on the stele.

"The Tomb of Zhang Hao, the Holy King of Beihao."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were frozen, and he said, "It is really the grave of the Great Saint, this ..."

Thousands of great holy graves are so amazing. If you say it, no one will believe it.

"Shengjun Beihao, Zhang Lin, why does this name give me a familiar feeling?" Zhang Ruochen showed a different color.

Unable to help, Zhang Ruochen moved his steps and came to a nearby grave to mobilize his mental energy to cover the tombstone in front.

"Tomb of Emperor Xingying Zhang Tianshu."

Zhang Ruochen showed contemplation, and whispered: "Zhang Lin, Zhang Tianshu, ..."

"Zhang Lin, Zhang Tianshu, aren't these recorded in the family tree of Zhang ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the names of the two great ancestors in the Middle Ages?" Zhang Ruochen suddenly remembered.

The Zhang family in the Central Region has an extremely glorious history, and great saints have been born in all ages. So far in the temples of the emperors, dozens of statues of the great ancestors are worshipped.

When he turned his hands, Zhang Ruochen took out something, which was the long-standing family tree of the Zhang family.

The ancestral spectrum is not complete, only half of it.

Not long after, he found the names of Zhang Lin and Zhang Tianshu on the genealogical tree. In the history of the Zhang family, he left a strong mark.

"Is this really the ancestral land in the legend of Zhang family?" Zhang Ruochen was so shocked in his heart that he could no longer remain calm.

He had read an ancient book and mentioned that the Zhang family had an ancestral land, but it was destroyed in the late Middle Ages, and future generations could no longer find it.

In this way, is it true that the Zhang family in the Yunwu county and the Zhang family in the central region are really the same?

However, there are so many great holy tombs here, are they buried by the ancestors of the Zhang family?