In retreat and practice, time passes very quickly.

When Zhang Ruochen was alarmed by the movements outside the island, it was five hundred years later.

The five hundred years in the sundial, and the outside world has been more than a year.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen stood up and sat cross-legged on the ground all flew back into his body.

After five hundred years of cultivation, the mental power has reached a higher level and reached the sixty-nine and a half levels.

The early stage, mid stage, late stage, and peak stage are actually at the sixty-nine level. However, the sixty-nine and a half level surpasses the sixty-nine level and is even above the peak of the sixty-nine level, and is only one step away from becoming a god in the spiritual power.

Those formation masters, talisman masters, and elixir masters with profound attainments have less than the sixty-nine and a half levels of mental power. Even if they have high skills, they can only be called "earth masters".

Only when you reach the sixty-nine and a half level can you be called "Tianshi".

The gap between the peak of the sixty-nine level and the sixty-nine and a half level is imaginable.

Of course, it does not mean that the spiritual power of the Heavenly Master is only at level 69 and a half. It does not mean that if the mental power reaches level 69 and a half, you can become a Heavenly Master.

The celestial master also has high requirements for the skills in their respective fields.

Although Zhang Ruochen was unable to become a god directly after going to Taichu, he gradually discovered that it might be related to the cultivation of the Wuji Holy Will. He embraces all rivers and encompasses everything. His mental power has almost never encountered a bottleneck. Every breakthrough seems to accumulate a small amount, which is natural.

If other people’s spiritual cultivation is to dig a pond while pouring water into the pond.

Then Zhang Ruochen no longer has to dig a pond. His pond is infinitely huge. He just needs to pour water immediately and become stronger and stronger.

Practicing the rules of the holy path is becoming increasingly difficult.

Twelve9,600 is a very wonderful number, which not only represents the number of Yuanhui, but also reflects in practice.

For other monks, in the realm of death, the rules of four trillion holy paths, seven trillion holy paths, and ten trillion holy paths are three thresholds and are difficult to cross.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not feel these three thresholds and easily crossed the past.

However, when he practiced the rules of the holy path to the point where he was close to 129.6 billion paths, he clearly felt the bottleneck and the pressure from heaven and earth.

Heaven and earth are preventing monks from crossing this threshold.

It is like a god who has lived for 129,600 years to kill.

This is an extreme number!

Zhang Ruochen secretly speculated that the so-called Yuanhui-level genius must not only cultivate the perfect second-grade holy intention in the realm of Hundred Shackles, but also achieve the perfect state of mind in the realm of thousands of questions. It also needs to be in the realm of ten thousand deaths, exceeding the extreme number, and the rules of the holy path cultivated must reach more than 129,600 billion.

All three are indispensable.

Of course, the most important step is still in the supreme realm.

In the supreme realm, you must cultivate the rules of 40 trillion holy paths.

To do these things, even a Yuanhui may not be able to produce one. This era can produce digital digits, which is indeed a great era, and a hero created by the times.

Mo Yin refined the three battle swords of the three Angel Emperors, collected them for their own use, flew around their delicate bodies, and snorted: "With the sword formation in hand, I will never lose to him again when I meet Shang Zipeng."

The sword formation she practiced was found in the sword mountain in Qiankun Realm. Five hundred years of cultivation seemed to be quite powerful.

Zhang Ruochen had never seen her sword formation, but he was not good to comment on whether she had the strength to defeat Shang Zipeng.

"Master, is there a breakthrough in the bottleneck?" Mo Yin asked.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "That step is too difficult. Maybe he has to force himself to break through."

Zhang Ruochen's bottleneck is naturally not 129,600 billion Taos, but two Yuanhui numbers, 259,200 billion Taos.

Now, the number of rules of the holy path in Zhang Ruochen's body is at 25 trillion paths, and the growth is getting slower and slower.

Even if the ancient gods who have lived for endless years know him, he would be shocked and would not believe that there are such freaks in the world.

Zhang Ruochen looked out of the island and said, "Let's go, it's time to leave!"

The magic sound turned into a sacred flower and rushed into Zhang Ruochen's back.

Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves and dispersed the formation covering the island.

The fog on the island dissipates rapidly.

Xia Yu and Chi Kongle stood on the water outside the island, stopped attacking the formation, staring at the man walking out of the fog, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

They didn't act rashly.

Zhang Ruochen showed a gentle smile: "I haven't seen it for a thousand years. Emperor Yu is more majestic and powerful, and more beautiful and charming. I can afford the word "王子!"

Seeing their strange eyes, Zhang Ruochen realized that his current appearance was changed, not his true appearance.

When Zhang Ruochen changed back to his true face, Chi Kongle's eyes had no longer any precautions or doubts. He flew to the island, threw himself into Zhang Ruochen's arms, hugged him tightly, but said nothing.

Xia Yu also climbed the island, but he held the seven-star ghost lotus and stood in the distance to guard against him.

Although the man in front of him looked very similar to Zhang Ruochen's face, his aura was very strange, completely different from Zhang Ruochen a thousand years ago.

Chi Kongle found this place based on bloodline contact, so he should not find the wrong person.

Xia Yu was quite confused.

Zhang Ruochen noticed that Chi Kongle became very different from before, and she was very cold. Even when she hugged him, she could feel an extreme murderous aura and hostility on her body.

This made Zhang Ruochen secretly worried.

After hugging for a long time, the father and daughter said nothing.

However, with Chi Kongle's current state, being able to rush up and hug Zhang Ruochen without any scruples is already an vent of his emotions in his heart. There is longing, excitement, and thousands of words. All of this is in his heart.

Zhang Ruochen asked softly, "How did you find me here?"

Chi Kongle didn't speak.

Xia Yu said: "You are father and daughter, with close blood connections, and Kong Le has a powerful soul. We traveled all over the sea of ​​unstable divine gods and took more than a year to find this place. Zhang Ruochen, I would like to ask you, what did you see in my memory when you helped me break the shackles of thoughts and desires?"

Zhang Ruochen knew the reason why she asked this, and said, "Have you become so cautious? Could it be that you suspect that I am a fake?"

"People's hearts are unpredictable, and things in the world are impermanent, so you must be careful." Xia Yu said.

Zhang Ruochen looked at her carefully for a while, nodded, and said, "You have not weak cultivation. It seems that you have worked very hard over the years."

Xia Yu's voice was cold and said, "Answer my question."

"I don't have time, so I will explain so much to you. It's very close to the coastline occupied by the Heavenly Court and the World. It's very dangerous. We have to leave as soon as possible. By the way, is the war of the Ten Realms over?"

"If you don't explain it clearly, you don't want to leave this island."

Xia Yu beat out the seven-star ghost lotus and turned into seven ghost clouds with yin energy, wrapping Zhang Ruochen in.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and felt helpless. It had been a thousand years since her personality was still so serious. So he poked out his palm and grabbed it upwards.

A huge handprint hundreds of feet long appeared and took away the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus.

Xia Yu found that the sense of the seven-star rule disappeared, and his pretty face changed suddenly, and he immediately released the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame, his body turned into a phantom, formed a palm print, and hit Zhang Ruochen.

"Bang!"

The magic sound rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's back and faced her.

Xia Yu retreated back and retreated to the sea before he could fix himself.

The sea behind her caused more than ten feet of waves to rise.

Mo Yin smiled and said, "You are so brave that you dare to attack my master. Do you know that the three angel emperors in the heaven world are as powerful as you, but they all fell because of provoking their master."

Xia Yu finally sensed a familiar aura on Mo Yin.

Since she appeared, she undoubtedly confirmed Zhang Ruochen's identity.

Xia Yu looked at Zhang Ruochen, bit his lips secretly, his eyes were quite deep, and he said stubbornly: "I have never taken the three angel emperors in the heaven world seriously. Don't compare them with me. Zhang Ruochen, the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus returns me, don't you want to take back the things you gave, right?"

Xia Yu is a kind of personality that is not afraid of any strong man. Not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even if the gods stand opposite him, they dare to take action.

It's easy to defeat her, or kill her.

But it is impossible to ask her to surrender to her enemy and to retreat to fear.

It was Zhang Ruochen who was attracted by this point that, so he treated her as his confidant in the Hell world a thousand years ago.

Zhang Ruochen returned the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus to her, and the group rushed towards Guixu.

On the way, Xia Yu told Zhang Ruochen that the battle of the Ten Realms had begun a few days ago. A large number of monks gathered in the sea where Guixu was located.

Xia Yugui is the deputy leader of the Blood Emperor God and Demon Camp, so he is naturally different from the past. He has mastered a secondary god-class warship, and the speed of the explosion can reach 4 billion miles a day.

This is the treasure of the Blood Emperor God and Demon Camp, and she is only temporarily in charge and cannot be taken as herself.

Standing on the secondary god-class warship, Zhang Ruochen thought: "I hope it's time to hurry."

Xia Yu was surprised and said, "The candidates for the battle of the Ten Realms have been decided long ago, and the Hell Realm has a huge advantage. Even if we can arrive before the end of the battle, can you still participate?"

She thought that Zhang Ruochen wanted to fight on behalf of the Hell Realm in exchange for the trust of the Temple of Destiny.

"I just want to watch the battle." Zhang Ruochen said.
Chapter completed!