Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 385
Seeing that there was also a mechanism hidden under the red carpet, Chen Xian stood in mid-air after knocking down the incoming crossbow arrows, holding the hilt of the sword with his hand, and closed his eyes to communicate with the sword spirit of the Wulong Sword.

Not long after, Chen Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and pointed at the golden light of the Wulong sword at his feet. The sword spirit of the Wulong sword flew out of the sword body from the tip of the sword, rising against the wind, and instantly turned into a black dragon sword with a black mouth and black eyes. The hundred-foot-long monster dragon with wings and black claws, carrying monstrous flames, rushed towards the palaces under its feet.

All his mind sank into the Oolong Sword Spirit, and his body was suspended in mid-air by the wind and cloud talisman. Chen Xian controlled the Oolong Sword Spirit, setting fire to all the palaces, igniting palaces one by one, and stimulating hidden mechanisms one by one.

No matter how ingenious your mechanism is, I will burn it to the ground!Chen Xian thought to himself: Those that will be burned by the real fire of the sun must not be treasures, I only want those treasures that will not be burned by the real fire of the sun.

The Oolong Sword Spirit fanned its wings wildly, and the real fire of the sun poured out like a gust of wind, flying in the sky, bright red, and the red carpet made of unknown creatures instantly ignited raging fire, emitting a burnt smell.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, beautiful flowers and trees, carved railings and jade bricks, rockery palaces... In the real fire of the sun, nothing is incombustible, like a passing cloud, it melts away ashes and disappears in smoke.

The fire lasted for half an hour before it was gradually extinguished. Only the ruins of the luxurious palace and the deformed steel puppets remained.

The golden night and jade liquid flowed across the ground, and slowly solidified, penetrating into the channel of the organ, blocking the organ, and no longer able to shoot poisonous needles, poisonous arrows, poisonous water, or poisonous smoke.

After setting off the fire, Chen Xian put away the Oolong Sword Spirit, and people also dodged into the distance. It was not until the fire was extinguished and the gold, stone and jade liquid solidified that he came again to the ruined palaces.

Chen Xian looked at the puppets welcoming guests on both sides of the palace gate, and found that the armor and weapons on these puppets had been burned, and there were bumps and holes left on the puppets, and all the facial features on their heads disappeared.

"These puppets are all made of materials from the prehistoric period. In the prehistoric period, they might just be stubborn stones on the side of the road, but now, they are all rare materials. They are all dismembered and taken away!" After observing for a while, Chen Xian raised his sword and pointed at them. A puppet walks away.

As soon as Chen Xian got close to the puppet fighters at a distance of six feet, there were two "clicks", and the two puppet fighters moved in front of them. They waved their empty hands. Without a spear, they couldn't hit Chen Xian at all.

"Papapa..." When the puppets moved, the beads of molten iron condensed on their bodies fell to the floor made of gold and jade mixed liquid, making a very crisp sound, really "big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate".

"A puppet is just a puppet, wave your hand even if you don't have your sword!" Seeing that these puppets still maintain the routine of wielding their swords to kill the enemy, Chen Xian sighed, moved his body, and walked in front of the puppet, slashing his sword across its neck, Its head was cut off.

After beheading the puppet, Chen Xian kept moving, and then beheaded the puppet next to him.

For these puppets who can only execute programs and wave empty fists, killing them is almost like killing chickens: draw a knife, move forward, and wave a puppet to cut off its head.

Chen Xian moved forward, swung his sword, chopped off the puppet's head, and then brought a large iron puppet into the Shenshan Realm.

I don't know how many times I swung the sword, Chen Xian came to the main hall of the Immortal Mansion. Because it is the main hall, most of the materials used are high-grade materials, so the preservation is relatively complete. Except for some rotten wood and rusted iron that were burned, the sky crystal polished The temple tiles, the twelve ten-foot copper pillars cast by Chiyan copper, and the gate made of Kunlun jade are all well preserved.

These were all good materials, Chen Xian naturally would not let them go, and accepted them all with a smile.

After the gate of Kunlun Yujing's palace was torn down, Chen Xian walked into the hall that was leaking everywhere and had been ravaged by the real fire of the sun.

There are still some dark red sparks in the temple that have not been extinguished, and they are already emitting green smoke.With a wave of Chen Xian's sleeve, a gust of dark wind swirled, rolled up ashes, sparks, and green smoke, and threw them out of the hall.

After the real fire of the sun raged, there were only a few burnable things left in the hall: a pearl door curtain, a long table of jade shining with stars, a paperweight as black as a millstone with a golden dragon painted on it, a mahogany Taishi chair, and a three-foot tree. Tall, crystal-carved willow trees that are generally glowing all over.

Those few things that can withstand the burning of the real fire of the sun are obviously rare treasures. Those bead curtains, jade tables, paperweights, and grand master chairs are nothing more than that. The crystal-like willow tree is obviously a great spiritual tree.

After putting away the other treasures, Chen Xian walked to the crystal willow tree and observed carefully.

The transparent and shiny wicker will be blown by the airflow brought by him when he walks, floating around, looking extremely beautiful.

"What kind of willow tree is this? If it doesn't contain strong Yimu essence, I really doubt it is a fake tree carved out of crystal. It has only grown to three feet high in tens of millions of years, and the growth is too slow!" Chen Xian stroked the tree with his hand. On the smooth and moist bark of the willow tree, there was a sigh.

There are tens of thousands of spiritual trees in time, except for the famous top ten congenital spiritual roots, other acquired spiritual roots are not well known except for a few pieces such as five-element pine and fairy apricot. It is not surprising that Chen Xian can't recognize them.

"It just so happens that there is a lack of a spiritual root in the Shenshan Realm to suppress the cave sky. This willow tree is good and suitable for use!" Chen Xian was overjoyed. He immediately took out his tools, disassembled the thick floor tiles, and dug down four or five meters to connect the crystal willow tree. Dig up the root, and transplant it to the center of the Shenshan Realm—the top of the Shenshan Mountain, to suppress the vitality of a realm.

After finishing these, Chen Xian clapped his hands, left the main hall, and ran straight to the treasure house. When he encountered treasures that had not been burned, he collected them in the Shenshan Realm, including the puppets he encountered on the way.

Soon, Chen Xian came outside the treasure house.

The entire treasury was forged with Taibai Geng gold, and the real fire of the sun only melted the surface, and the golden water flowed to the ground, flooding to the bare feet of the puppets, and sticking them to the ground. To Chen Xian's delight, the eight puppets hand Chang Ge was also incinerated by the real fire of the sun.

Facing the heartless puppets who didn't have long spears but still only knew how to wield empty spears, Chen Xian naturally chopped off their heads one by one to relieve them-they have stood in this temple for countless thousands of years, and they are also exhausted. Well, letting them wade and rest in the Divine Mountain Realm is also considered an outpouring of mercy.

Looking at the gate of the stepped palace completely sealed by the melted Taibai Gengjin solution, Chen Xian smiled, under the raging fire, everything turned to ashes!
Chen Xian thought for a while, Taibai Gengjin is a metal ore that is slightly better than Taiyi Gold, and he will never let it go.

"Oolong Sword Spirit, come out!" With a thought in Chen Xian's mind, the Oolong Sword Spirit flew out again, flying around the Gengjin Hall, and the billowing gold liquefied and fell, was pulled up by Chen Xian, and shaped into pieces the size of bricks Taibai Gengjin was collected by him.

After the main hall was burned by real fire, the hidden treasure inside was exposed, Chen Xian said with a smile: "It must be scraped hard!"

(End of this chapter)