Fixing a finger, how powerful it is, although it has not been tested yet, Zhang Jian knows that he will definitely not let himself down.

"Legend has it that the ancient gods had a theistic technique, called the Divine Fixing Technique, which can make everything fixed, only I will survive. ”

Zhang Jian's heart was slightly cold, and he understood the horror of this eighth supernatural power.

But there was nothing for him to do at this time.

"Doll, I'm fine, let me out!"

Without further words, Zhang Jian raised his head and spoke towards the lonely starry sky, now that he has recovered from his injuries, he has become a saint on the ground, and naturally he will not continue to stay in this world.

And he had more important things to do.

The Chaos Fruit in the Forbidden Emperor Mountain is still unknown.

"Doll...... Eat...... Leave!"

The sound of the doll's milk continued to sound, and Zhang Jian knew that he wanted to devour more forbidden power, like a greedy child who couldn't resist the temptation of candy.

"Okay, I'll take you to the depths of the Forbidden Emperor Mountain, so that you can eat enough!"

Zhang Jian smiled, and was a little helpless about the machine spirit born in Heiding, so he had to coax him.

After getting Zhang Jian's promise, the doll was very happy, and suddenly a black hole vortex appeared out of thin air in front of Zhang Jian, engulfing Zhang Jian in one gulp.

The next moment, Zhang Jian reappeared in the cave.

"Doll...... Hungry ......"

Hei Ding's black light flickered, the sound of a doll sounded, Zhang Jian stretched out his hand, and Hei Ding re-painted a three-inch size and flew on Zhang Jian's hand.

"I don't know where the Chaos Fruit is, and Emperor Shennong is not around, so I can only go to the depths of the Forbidden Emperor Mountain to find it!"

Walking out of the cave and looking at the Forbidden Emperor Mountain surrounded by thick fog, Zhang Jian frowned slightly, but he did not flinch, holding the black tripod in his hand, and climbed towards the Forbidden Emperor Mountain.

The Forbidden Emperor Mountain is huge, magnificent and boundless, comparable to a small world, where Zhang Jian was before, not even the foot of the mountain.

And the higher it goes, the stronger the prohibition, and the prohibition here is no longer dark red, but grayish-brown, each of which is more than ten times more powerful than dark red.

One by one, the prohibitions are like hair, wandering around, and even the mountains under their feet have become extremely hard.

However, Zhang Jian's earth power is to absorb the prohibition and become a great success, coupled with the fact that Hei Ding continues to devour the power of the prohibition along the way, so Zhang Jian has become the only existence in the Forbidden Emperor Mountain for thousands of years that can take a leisurely stroll.

"Heavenly Spirit Fruit!"

The Forbidden Emperor Mountain is not a bare piece, and there are many elixirs on it, which is why the people of the Dan clan insist on coming to the Forbidden Emperor Mountain.

Moreover, the elixir of the Forbidden Emperor Mountain is much higher than that of the Forbidden Sea in the outside world, just to say that the Heavenly Spirit Fruit that Zhang Jian saw at this time is a ninth-level elixir, which can become the main medicine of the Nine-Rank Pill.

And this, however, is only at the foot of the mountain.

As for the mountainside, the mountain, and the mountaintop, what kind of elixir will grow?

"There are no alien beasts to protect it!"

Zhang Jian didn't pick this Heavenly Spirit Fruit directly, but his divine thoughts spread out slightly, looking around, but after waiting for a while, he didn't find the strange beast guarding the elixir, and he couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart.

At that time, in the forbidden sea, even a Changling vine was guarded by the Nether Shadow Cat, this place was the Forbidden Emperor Mountain, although there were many elixirs, but the danger was also eternal, how could there not even be a strange beast?

However, in the end, Zhang Jian didn't find any problems, his divine power was condensed, turned into a spiritual energy master, and picked this heavenly spirit fruit, and there was still nothing abnormal.

This made Zhang Jian even more puzzled, and he was vigilant in his heart.

Looking up, it was a fog, even if Zhang Jian had the Heavenly Eye of Destiny, he couldn't see through the dense fog turned by the ban.

You can only see the huge figure of this Forbidden Emperor Mountain towering from afar, as if climbing on the body of a giant.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!"

Zhang Jian didn't find the problem of elixir and alien beasts for a while, but the vigilance in his heart was not reduced at all.

Continuing to climb upward, the black light in the depths of the black tripod is a big hand, constantly capturing the power of prohibition and stuffing into the tripod, and the voice of the doll's satisfaction sounded from time to time.

Continuing to go up, Zhang Jian finally saw a different picture from the loneliness around him.

However, the scene in front of him made Zhang Jian unhappy.

Half of the broken stone stele, as if interrupted by life, at this time randomly inserted on the ground, there are some lines on it, it seems to have been words, but under the erosion of the years, it is no longer clear, but there is a desolate and tragic atmosphere, overflowing on it.

And on the side of the stele, there is a dry bone, the dry bone sits cross-legged, I don't know how many years have been dead, but its bones are still glowing with golden light, and there is an incomprehensible Zen and Buddhism lingering.

"Great Sage-level Bodhisattva!"

Feeling the aura overflowing from this dry bone, Zhang Jian frowned, he didn't expect to see the Bodhisattva's dry bones here.

Although it is impossible to judge the true strength of this dry bone before his death, at least it will not be weaker than Lu Liangsheng.

However, even such a powerful figure has fallen again, and the dry bones remain here, and they will not die well.

"What secrets are there in this Forbidden Emperor Mountain, is it related to the Heaven and Earth Dan Sect?"

Looking at this bodhisattva's dry bones, Zhang Jian's heart sank slightly, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, but it was like a fierce beast that chose people to devour, which made Zhang Jian faintly uneasy.

Abandoning this bodhisattva's dry bones, Zhang Jian continued upward.

This time, Zhang Jian once again discovered several elixirs, these elixirs are no longer the ninth level, but the emperor level, with a trace of the power of time, can refine the imperial pill.

And around these emperor-level elixirs, there were also no alien beasts guarding them, and they were picked by Zhang Jian lightly.

It seems that this Forbidden Emperor Mountain is just a vain appearance, a bluff.

However, Zhang Jian didn't dare to be careless, he was a man in two lives, he didn't know how many dangerous places he had set foot in, and he died nine times in his life, so he didn't dare to underestimate this forbidden emperor mountain.

However, at the moment, Zhang Jian did not find any abnormality, nor did he find the slightest danger, so he could only wait and see what happened.

However, Hei Ding devoured a lot of forbidden power, it was saturated, and it was no longer devoured, and the doll also fell silent, as if it was going to sleep and digest.

However, there is a black tripod, and the prohibitions around it are afraid to approach, as if they are natural enemies, even those gray-brown prohibitions are very afraid of the black tripod.

In this regard, Zhang Jian did not understand the reason, but he did not delve into it.

"I warmed a pot of wine, half-cooked ......"

Suddenly, there was a faint singing sound in front of him, which instantly attracted Zhang Jian's attention.

Along the way, Zhang Jian only saw a few elixirs, the only peculiar thing was the dry bones of the Bodhisattva, and when he heard the singing, he was stunned and vigilant.

"I locked Qingqiu in the deep courtyard and went to the Qinglou alone to ......"

The melodious singing sounded again, like a play, singing on stage, tactful and poignant.

Soon, Zhang Jian saw the person singing.

It's a woman with a beautiful back.

The woman's 3,000 green silk is scattered down at will, like a waterfall, flowing straight down 3,000 feet.

Dressed in white and elegant white, it looked incompatible with the gray-brown prohibition around him.

However, the woman's back was to Zhang Jian, so Zhang Jian could only see a back.

Suddenly, the woman seemed to feel Zhang Jian's arrival, sang for a while, and slowly turned her head. Seeing the woman's face clearly, Zhang Jian's eyes showed a look of horror.