Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 307 Advancing to the Late Stage of the Golden Immortal
"call out--"

The dark red sword energy pierced through the void, and penetrated into his body from behind the rouge.

Yan Hen had already caught up with the jade hairpin, suppressing it with magic power, and the sword energy entered her body, her delicate body trembled, almost causing the jade hairpin to break through the pressure of magic power and fly away.

But after all, she was not a human being, and the sudden situation of sword energy entering her body did not make Yanhen feel at a loss. Soon she calmed down, and her mana surged, suppressing Yuhan and holding it in her hand.

"Why is the emperor looking for me?" After suppressing the jade hairpin, Yan Hen turned around and asked Chen Xian who was behind him.

Chen Xian waved his hand to signal Yan Hen not to be nervous, and then said, "I'm bored, and I want to chat with fellow Taoists."

"Boring!" After Yanhen said, he waved his long sleeves and left.

"Look at the aura emanating from that jade hairpin. It's just an innate treasure. Why do you care so much about Yanhen? Could it be that this thing has some magical effect? ​​Just ask her." Seeing that Yanhen was about to leave, Chen Xian thought about it. After flipping over, he opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Rouge turned around and said coldly, "What else do you need?"

"This jade hairpin seems to be a male style, and it doesn't seem to be of much use to a fellow Taoist, why don't you give it to me!" Chen Xian said shamelessly.

"Men and women are just skin and skin, and there is no distinction between male and female. I can change into a male body at any time. How about I show the emperor now?" Rouge said lightly.

A charming woman suddenly turned into a thick and thick ugly man. Chen Xian felt creepy just thinking about it, and waved his hands again and again: "No, no!"

"If nothing happens, I'll leave!" Yan Hen said again, now that she got the jade hairpin, she needs to quickly refine it and suppress it with magic power, but it is very difficult.

"Don't worry, when you swallowed the Dragon Tooth Sword back then, didn't you say you would use an innate treasure to compensate? I think this jade hairpin is pretty good, it's just right for me, why don't you give it to me!" Chen Xian thought That said, Yan Hen is the person who is most familiar with the magic weapon in Buzhou Zhiyuan, the thing she likes is definitely the most precious thing, why not use it.

"I remember what I said at the beginning was to pay you with a treasure of the same level, and you should say that I don't need to pay it back, and you should make a good relationship. Why, the majestic emperor, is planning to go back and forth?" Rouge looked up and down Chen Xian, as if meeting him for the first time, with doubts in his eyes.

"Did I say that?" Chen Xian asked with a strange look on his face, "I, who would try to pluck out any hairs from an iron rooster passing by, would say such a thing?"

"It's rare to talk nonsense with you!" Yan Hen waved his hand, released the coercion of his whole body, and after warning Chen Xian, he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After Yanhen entered Buzhouzhiyuan, his cultivation level rose like a rocket. He released all the pressure just now, and felt that he was on par with the Bull Demon King. He had reached the peak of Taiyi and was about to enter Daluo.

Such a master released coercion to warn himself, Chen Xian felt that if a good man does not fight a woman (a good man does not suffer from immediate losses), it is better not to provoke this female creature who is not even a monster.

"Although the jade hairpin is good, you have to wear it with your head. Forget it, let's go to other places to see if there are other opportunities." Chen Xian shook his head, and disappeared.

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After the Kuroshio tide passed, Buzhouzhiyuan was devastated everywhere. The original green grassland with a faint green light only had some knotted grass roots mixed in the soil, which proved that the ghost grass was luxuriant in this place in the past.

Chen Xian casually walked on the grass roots that had been corroded by the demons of the gods, looking around intently, looking for anything of value.

This is already the first few days since Chen Xian and Yan Hen broke up, but it feels like it has been a long time. He has almost stepped on the entire grassland with his feet, and he has also harvested a dozen innate indelible auras. In a pit, I picked up an innate magic weapon, and the harvest was quite rich.

But what made Chen Xian a little depressed was that the innate magic weapon he got was a sword named Wufeng. Apart from being not easy to break and killing people without karma, this sword was useless: since it was named Wufeng, it naturally had no front. The blade is not sharp; it is often said that only heavy swords have no front, and this sword is indeed very heavy. The five-foot-long, one-foot-wide, and two-inch-thick sword body should all be restricted by gravity. It can't be carried at all, and it is very inflexible to use; the grade is low, and the attack power that can be increased is limited...

Although the Wufeng Sword has countless shortcomings, it is an innate magic weapon after all. Chen Xian was very happy to find it. After forcibly refining the first layer of restriction, he threw it into Qingyun——he has Wulong sword, but he didn't bother to sacrifice and refine it, and planned to reward his subordinates in the future.

Walking alone on the empty grass that looks like ruins, he would get bored occasionally. At that time, Chen Xian would find a place to sit down, sacrifice the Wulong sword, study the talisman, and then do experiments on his body , Perfecting the treasure body of the talisman is also leisurely.

The good news is that through persistent sacrifices, Chen Xian has refined [-]% of the restrictions on the Oolong Sword, and with the sword spirit, he can exert [-]% of the power of the Oolong Sword.He tried it, and a sword slashed out. The radiant sword energy stretched for hundreds of miles and cut into the ground for nearly a thousand feet.

"With a sword in hand, I have the world!" Seeing the power of the sword, Chen Xian was full of pride. With the sword in hand, he felt that he could beat Monkey King.

But what made Chen Xian depressed was that he estimated that even if the restrictions on the Golden Crow Sword were completely refined, he could only exert 100% of the power of the Wulong Sword, and he could not use the other [-]% of the power of the Golden Crow's bloodline.Forty percent of the power of the Oolong Sword, under human control, is already [-]% capable of killing golden immortals.

However, there is no way to do this. It is not the Golden Crow, nor is it a quasi-sage. It is delusional to want to control the power of this bloodline.Every time Chen Xian tried to refine this power, he was like an ant facing an elephant, hard to shake.

Knowing that he could not use this blood power for the time being, Chen Xian stopped trying, and planned to try again after he was promoted to Taiyi. At that time, his strength would be increased by four or fifty times, and forty or fifty ants would come together to see if he could kill him. the elephant.

"Well, it seems like we're going to break through?" Walking, Chen Xian suddenly felt the immortal energy in his body ready to move, as if he was going to break through.

Chen Xian thought for a while, he has been studying the talisman recently, perfecting the treasure body of the talisman, his cultivation base and state of mind have improved rapidly, he has reached the mid-Gold Immortal stage, and he may break through to the late Golden Immortal stage at any time, so it is not surprising that there are signs of breakthrough.

Knowing that the chicken must not be lost, Chen Xian immediately stepped down from the defensive formation, sat cross-legged on the spot, silently performed the "Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace Art", and began to attack the late stage of Jinxian.

"Boom!" As soon as Fang worked hard, the immortal energy in his body was like a flood that opened the gate, passing through the body quickly, and it couldn't be suppressed.

The Dao fruit condensed by the three flowers appeared, floating and sinking on the top of the head, constantly expanding, and the three flowers of spirit and spirit became more vivid.

After doing the exercises nine times, Chen Xian's aura became more and more intense, and finally, when he reached a certain peak, he stopped.

"Break!" Chen Xian yelled violently, and continued to use his profound arts, constantly hitting the barrier that prevented him from advancing.

"Ka——" There was a loud noise in the depths of his soul, like glass shattering, or an iron lock opening. Chen Xian was in a trance, as if he had entered another world.

The three flowers restrained the light, the Dao fruit stood still, and Chen Xian had no thoughts or thoughts in his heart. He appreciated the improvement of this realm and the feeling of detachment in life.

After breaking through, Chen Xian advanced to the late stage of Golden Immortal, one step closer to Da Neng.

(End of this chapter)