The speed exploded by borrowing the Liuguang Merit Armor does not belong to him after all.

"Grand Master has just escaped from the Temple of Destiny. There must be a lot of important things to do in the Kunlun Realm and Heaven. I am afraid that the gods from all walks of life want to meet him. However, he is now spending his energy on me. Obviously

He has great expectations for me, how could I let him down?"

In just a moment, the owner of the God of Death Island had taken seven or eight steps and was a million miles away. Zhang Ruochen could hardly see him even with the Eye of Truth.

Zhang Ruochen hurriedly chased after him.

One step, two steps, three steps.

In just three steps, the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body was almost exhausted.

However, he did not stop. He grabbed a sacred stone in each hand and absorbed the energy in the sacred stone to restore the holy energy in his body. At the same time, he used his mental power to mobilize the spiritual energy and holy energy between heaven and earth, and continuously absorbed it into his body.

Still unable to meet the consumption, Zhang Ruochen had to take out the holy medicine and stuff it into his mouth.

Although it could barely maintain the consumption of holy energy, the demigod's physical body could not withstand the constant squeeze of space, and after only taking dozens of steps, it showed signs of collapse.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's physical body recovered quickly. Even if his skin cracked and his organs were shattered, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

With great difficulty, he finally caught up with the owner of the God of Death Island.

Zhang Ruochen immediately stopped, went all out to run his exercises to restore the holy energy in his body, and swallowed the fountain of life to heal his injuries.

The injury had not yet healed, and the owner of the God of Death Island was already a million miles away. Zhang Ruochen had to continue to catch up, and once again fell into the cycle of physical collapse and recovery, recovery and collapse again.

The holy energy in the body is on the verge of drying up at any time.

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen learned some tricks and mastered the techniques to minimize the consumption of holy energy and the methods to avoid space squeeze.

Of course, these techniques and methods can only make him feel a little more relaxed.

After more than two hundred steps, Zhang Ruochen reached his limit completely, and fell into the void with blood all over his body. All the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted.

The owner of the God of Destruction Island stopped and said: "Two hundred and fifteen steps can reach this level in the Hundred Flails Realm, which is not bad. If the mental power reaches the sixty-ninth level and breaks into the Thousand Questions Realm, it should be

You can raise the limit to more than five hundred steps. Then, even if you encounter a false god, you still have a certain chance of escaping."

"Wow——"

The master of the God of Death Island was not seen doing anything. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth quickly converged on Zhang Ruochen, like spring water flowing into the desert, nourishing him.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen fully recovered from his injuries, and the holy energy in his body reached its peak.

"Do you want to continue?" asked the owner of the God of Death Island.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Continue, of course we must continue."

"good."

Next, every two hundred steps or so, Zhang Ruochen would reach his limit and fall to the ground.

The road to the place where Saint Monk Xumi passed away has been more difficult than ever, but Zhang Ruochen has high morale and never tires of it. Because he can clearly feel that his understanding of space is constantly increasing.

The control of the demigod's physical body has become more subtle.

Mental power is also constantly challenging the limit, strengthening step by step, approaching the sixty-ninth level.

I don’t know how long I have walked, but I have completely left the Kunlun world and arrived at a dark and silent starry sky. Here, not a single star can be seen, as if I have returned to the dark triangle star field again.

However, Zhang Ruochen knew that it was not that the stars had disappeared, but that the space here was too special and the stars could not be seen.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the owner of the God of Death Island who stopped and said, "The place where the holy monk passed away is in this universe?"

Although he is the descendant of Saint Monk Xumi, Zhang Ruochen has never seen him before and has not called him "Master" for a day, so he is still used to calling him Saint Monk.

The Lord of the God of Death Island looked in all directions and nodded.

When Holy Monk Xumi passed away, the owner of the God of Death Island had already been imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, so it was naturally impossible to know the specific location of the place where Holy Monk Xumi passed away.

However, the Empress of Thousand Bones has been there before and received a large amount of inheritance of the mysteries of time.

The Lord of the God of Death Island waved his sleeves, and in the darkness, the chaotic spatial context became clear, visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, as if a black cloth was torn off, the space in front of him suddenly collapsed, and a majestic but dilapidated ancient temple appeared.

Although Zhang Ruochen could clearly see the ancient temple, he felt that it was located in an extremely remote place.

It's elusive but elusive.

It's like being in a void space.

The owner of the God of Death Island was about to take a step forward when suddenly, he showed a strange look and said with a smile: "Your friend is chasing me here!"

"My friend? Here?" Zhang Ruochen was surprised.

Who can find this place?

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Chapter completed!