He took the space pocket in his hand and sent in a hundred divine thoughts in advance, each of which touched a part. The part was extremely small, almost as small as the tip of a needle, but as soon as his divine thought was attached, he immediately felt a pinprick-like tingling, which meant that it was more difficult to control a magic weapon part with only one divine thought.

So he added a hundred divine thoughts, and still integrated them into these hundred parts, so the tingling sensation was immediately alleviated a lot. He then continued to add a hundred divine thoughts, and this time, the stinging sensation disappeared completely, and as soon as his mind moved, a hundred magic weapon parts were taken out of the space pocket.

He roughly estimated that the weight of each magic weapon part was about three micrograms, and the weight of eighty-one trillion parts was more than 480 million catties, which was undoubtedly a terrifying number. Moreover, 81 trillion sounds like a lot, but if you glue these tiny parts together, it is less than a cubic meter. In other words, the metal that makes up such a ritual weapon is 40,000 to 50,000 times more conspiracy than steel.

"A magic weapon has more than 480 million catties, and if I hadn't been manifested, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the qualifications to use it. I don't know which one is stronger compared to the sword diagram of the little dragon girl after this magic weapon comes out?" He said in his heart.

Next, after a little preparation, he sent two hundred and forty-three trillion divine thoughts into the space pocket, and every three divine thoughts locked a magic weapon part, so eight hundred and ten thousand parts were taken out all the time. Following the steps in the metal book, the first step was to sort the 810,000 metal parts, and the second step was to assemble them.

I have to say that the chaotic Taoist who created this magic weapon is a genius and a madman, and every arrangement and change of the parts can form different forms of magic weapons, which may be knives or swords, and can also form a killing array, a defensive array, and even become a talisman, a sword light, and so on.

Zhang Jun used this magic weapon effectively, so he decided to combine it into a magic weapon that was exactly the same as the amaranth gold mace. After some preparation and calculation, the 24.3 billion divine thoughts were perfectly matched, arranged and combined according to the part number. In a thousandth of a second, these parts exploded into a ball of thunder, bursting with great power.

When the thunder disappeared, a gong that seemed to be condensed by thunder appeared, but it was slightly larger, about nine meters long, and the thickness of a human body. If Zhang Jun wants to use it, he must make his body bigger, otherwise it will be difficult to even grasp it. He immediately shook his body, instantly growing into a ten-meter-tall giant, and then grasped the Thunderbolt of Chaos.

Since there was nearly half of his divine thoughts in the Thunderbolt, as soon as he started it, he had a feeling that his blood was on the sidelines, as if this Thunderbolt was a part of his body. A thunderous power that destroys miè is hidden inside the thunderbolt of chaos.

"Awesome!" He couldn't help but exclaim, "With the eight-style method, you can beat the emperor to a serious injury in one go!" ”

He immediately wielded the thunderbolt of chaos, and performed the eight styles of the sword, sweeping, pointing, and intercepting, each of which brought up the thunder in the sky, and the momentum was earth-shattering. After exerting it for a while, he suddenly let out a long roar, and the two hundred and forty-three trillion divine thoughts were arranged and combined again. The Chaos Thunderbolt turned into a thunderbolt and exploded, and then formed a peerless killing array in an instant, the Chaos Thunderbolt Killing Array.

From the outside, this killing array is a regular octahedron, which is composed entirely of thunder, which can instantly block the enemy, and then use the metal cutting force of its terrifying thunder power to crush the enemy.

Zhang Jun kept evolving, and his swords, swords, talismans, and arrays became more and more proficient. After more than an hour like this, he suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion, and couldn't help but be taken aback: "Oops, the body consumption is too great!"

He hurriedly withdrew his hand, and with a thought in his mind, the Chaos Thunderbolt Kill was included in the Mixed Yuan Secret Realm, and it could be released at any time when it was used.

"It seems that I don't have the strength to use this thing for a long time, in the case of a fierce battle, I can use it for about ten minutes at most." He said in his heart, "It seems that it is not a dangerous juncture, it is better not to take out this magic weapon, or use my golden gong to get it easy, and then I must learn all the eight style techniques." ”

He rested for about three days and took dozens of Divine Pills to restore the Yuan Qi Lì, and only then did he feel a little better. And then, he transplanted all the fifty-five nerves needed in the Mixed Yuan Secret Realm and let them grow in it. With that, he walked out of the fourth gate.

What he has to do now is to wait for the gods inside to become familiar and form seeds, and this process will take about a month. It's more than a month outside, but it's a hundred years inside, which is enough to make all the miracle medicines that are already very good in these years bear seeds. At that time, he will be able to harvest the seeds and thus devote himself to cultivating them.

After coming out, he was going to practice the Eight Styles of Technique, but he suddenly felt that there was a change in the Mixed Yuan Secret Realm. The giant egg given to him by the superior archangel Ned vibrated slightly at the moment, causing the little golden dragon to lie next to him, spitting bubbles while observing it.

Zhang Jun immediately entered the secret realm of mixed yuan, reached out and touched the big egg. He is a man of medicine, and even if he is faced with an egg, he can judge its general situation through various signs.

"Something doesn't seem right with this egg." He frowned, then fell into deep thought.

"Yes, it must have been sealed for a long time, and the little girl inside was in a bad mood, which led to the phenomenon just now." Thinking of this, he patted the big egg and said, "Little girl, don't be angry, your grandfather is doing this for your good, you should understand his hard work." ”

The big egg really quieted down, and as soon as Zhang Jun saw the effect, he continued to enlighten her: "Don't worry, I am a disciple of Shennongmen, and my medical skills are okay, and I will definitely try my best to treat your illness."

After saying that, he began to urge the Buddha light in the Buddha's eye relic, preparing to use it to purify the big egg and cure the strange illness of Nid's granddaughter. But this time there was an accident, the Buddha-eyed relics were indifferent to his orders, and he even tried several times without success.

"Strange!" He frowned, but he couldn't figure out why.

In desperation, he had to use other methods, muttering to himself: "You have to know the root of the disease to cure the disease, the chick is in the egg, how can I diagnose and treat her?"

Thinking of this, he patted the giant egg and asked loudly, "Little girl, can you hear me?"

The little golden dragon grinned, as if laughing at Zhang Jun's approach, in its opinion, how could the egg speak? It also came out of the egg, and when it was still in the egg, it would never speak. Then it was amused for a moment, and its eyes widened in astonishment, for from inside the egg came a sweet and gentle voice: "I can hear it."