The Sun and Moon Dragon Spring is precious, and he doesn’t have many.

However, if the three dragon souls and three elephant souls in the body can be refined to the level of the Thousand Questions Realm. Even if the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is a quasi-level high-level holy art, there will not be many who can take his palm among the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

In order to succeed, Zhang Ruochen specially opened the copper coffin and collected a large amount of soul fog.

Use the soul and soul fog to nourish three dragon souls and elephant souls.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen took the risk of unraveling the third seal arranged by the Moon God in Yan Shen's legs. Suddenly, the rules of god contained in his left leg increased from one million to ten million.

Each rule of God is red, like dense flames burning, causing Zhang Ruochen to grit his teeth.

Not only was his whole leg so heavy that he could not move, but he was burning so hard that he almost fainted.

Yan Shen Legs were the trump card method he could think of, and could quickly soar combat power in the short term. So, no matter how painful it was, he had to survive it.

"Yan Shen's legs have merged into one with my legs, so it should not be considered a borrowing of external forces." Zhang Ruochen thought so.

Time passed without realizing it when Zhang Ruochen went to retreat and practiced.

The day of the Heavenly Hunting Banquet is getting closer and closer. The Hanbi City is very lively. Every day, a new young saint rises and makes a splash. There are also new powerful people in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackle Realm, emerging and shocking all parties.

Geniuses gather and heroes compete for heroes.

No.

They cannot be called geniuses. They are already great saints. Each one is a overlord. Each one has a strong voice, which determines the fate of countless creatures.

But they are young enough and excellent enough to amazed this era.

Outside, there was a passionate song, a beautiful woman was like jade, a wine pool, a meat forest, and a fame and fortune exchange. Zhang Ruochen in Hanhai Manor was too lazy to pay attention to it, and just practiced silently.

No matter how all kinds of provocations and insults, Zhang Ruochen just pretended that he could not hear and remained as a rock.

Within the coverage of the sundial, more than thirty years have passed.

The day of the Heavenly Hunting Banquet is already right in front of you.
Chapter completed!