Westward Journey into Dragon

Chapter 295 A treasure pit worth jumping into
"Ding ding ding..."

Chen Xian moved forward, waving the Xingshen Sword, the light of the sword turned into a dense sword net, encircling the Golden Crow Sword, chopping and chopping, and the sound of gold and iron clashing did not stop.

"Crack..."

The Golden Crow Sword is the ultimate treasure among acquired treasures, while the Star Mark Sword... Well, as Chen Xian's meticulously crafted portable weapon, it can barely be considered the ultimate treasure among acquired treasures. The Golden Crow Sword is two levels higher than the Star Mark Sword, and its attributes are inferior It was more than a hundred times, and in such a violent collision, cracks appeared on the blade of the Starscar Sword.

The cracks on the Starscar Sword became more and more dense. When it collided with the Golden Crow Sword for the 620th time, the Starscar Sword that was full of cracks exploded with a "bang", leaving pieces of purple-gold flames Flying around, like fireworks blooming.

Chen Xian's second talisman was destroyed. Fortunately, it was not long before the sacrifice. When the Xingshen Sword was destroyed, the backlash against his mind was not too serious. He just felt his head was stabbed by an awl, and a trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The Xinghen sword shattered, leaving only a bare hilt in his hand, Chen Xian couldn't help but stagnate.

After all, the Golden Crow Sword was also an acquired treasure. It had already been psychic, and after being attacked by Chen Xian for so long, it was already full of anger. With a flick of the sword, it slashed at his neck.

Although he has confidence in his physical body, the possibility of being decapitated is also very high. Chen Xian threw away the hilt and grasped the Golden Crow Sword just after he was freed from the violent storm and before he had adjusted his state. The hilt of the Golden Crow Sword.

"Hiss..." Being held by the hilt, the Golden Crow Sword seemed to be very angry. The real fire of the sun kept pouring out, covering the surrounding tens of miles of space, burning Chen Xian to the brim, hissing endlessly.

The Golden Crow Talisman on the scale armor was shining brilliantly, and the Ten Days Burning Heaven Talisman Formation was fully activated. While resisting the heat wave, it also absorbed more pure sun fire from the Golden Crow Sword to make up for the consumption, and temporarily fell into a stalemate.

"Fortunately, the sword that fell from the sky and the slash just now consumed a lot of the energy of the Golden Crow Sword, otherwise I really couldn't hold it." Holding the constantly struggling Golden Crow Sword, Chen Xian felt a burst of admiration in his heart. Take a good sword.

"Suppress!" With a thought, the completely refined soul-suppressing seal turned into a wisp of black air into the body of the Golden Crow Sword, hanging on the head of the Golden Crow-shaped sword spirit, releasing strands of black air, The Golden Crow Sword Spirit was tied up.

The sword spirit was suppressed, the Golden Crow Sword struggled less intensely than before, and the real fire of the sun also retracted into the sword body, wrapping around the black energy released by the soul-suppressing seal, as if it was about to burn it.

The soul-suppressing seal is an innate spiritual treasure. It may not be as powerful as the Golden Crow Sword, but it is of high quality. The black air is transformed by the indestructible aura of the innate, and it cannot be burned by the real sun fire in the Golden Crow Sword. In vain.

"It's still struggling, I really don't know what it means!" Feeling that the Golden Crow Sword was still struggling, wanting to get out of his control, Chen Xian couldn't help but cursed secretly.

Chen Xian bit his right index finger, and painted a seal on the sword with his own golden flood blood, intending to completely suppress it.

"Om..."

The dragon's blood fell on the Golden Crow Sword, and the dragon's blood with Chen Xian's brand wanted to melt into the sword, but with a flash of brilliance on the sword, the dragon's blood was bounced away.

"This Golden Crow sword has been refined for more than 30 Yuan Hui. The blood of the Golden Crow has already been integrated into the sword. It is impossible for anyone else to refine it except for the blood of the Golden Crow. You should save some dragon blood!" Chen Xian was thinking about himself. When asking why the flood dragon's blood was bounced away, Rouge who didn't know where it came from said with a smile.

"Huh!" After Yan Hen's words stopped, Chen Xian snorted coldly, locked on her with aura, and said with an ugly face: "I dare to come out after using it, believe it or not, I will seal you for 100 million calamities?"

Chen Xian didn't care about what Yan Hen said that the Golden Crow Sword could not be refined except for the Golden Crow's blood. Grinding an iron pestle into a needle, he is a dignified Jinxian level time traveler, he can't even subdue a sword, what an idiot.

What he cared about was that Yan Hen used herself as a spearman, it was really hateful, if he had to suppress the Golden Crow Sword, he really wanted to use the soul suppressing seal to suppress this weapon spirit, and when he was in a better mood, he would release her.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you say, I gave you the fake Golden Crow Feather, but to repay the original kindness, Fellow Daoist got a Golden Crow Sword because of it, so it's fine if you don't thank me, why are you still speaking harshly?" Yan Hen still smiled Authentic, really cute smile, beautiful eyes looking forward to it.

"Huh!" Chen Xian snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with him, he threw the Golden Crow Sword behind his back with his hands, and flew away into the distance with clouds forming under his feet.

Yan Hen has already appeared, and any treasures have been taken away by him, there is no point in staying here, it is better to leave, the Golden Crow Sword has not been cleaned up, and there is no time to argue with Yan Hen.

"Fellow Taoist, go slowly." Chen Xianfei had only traveled ten miles, and with a flash of golden eyes, Yanhen appeared in front of him and shouted.

Chen Xian frowned, Yan Hen's escaping method was very ingenious, a bit like teleportation, but without spatial fluctuations, it seemed that it should be a natal supernatural power.

"Mirror light reflection?" Chen Xian took a closer look, only to find that the rouge in front of her was not her real body. Thinking of rouge's real body, she knew that the one in front of her should be the shadow she made with mirror light.

He turned his head and looked behind him, only to find that Yan Hen was still standing there.

"Why did you stop me?" Chen Xian asked calmly with a blank face.

"I just want to guide you to a good place." Yan Hen said with a smile.

"Could it be another hole to be dug for me to jump into?" Chen Xian asked calmly.

"There is a pit, but I believe you will jump." Yan Hen still smiled authentically.

"Put down the smile on your face, as a cold weapon spirit, the smile on your face is fake no matter how you look at it!" Chen Xian turned around, stared at Rou Hen, and said without emotion.

Qi Ling really had no emotion, and Yan Hen didn't get angry when Chen Xian said so, but just put away his smile.

"Tell me what treasure is in that pit, let me see if it's worth jumping in!" Chen Xian asked after thinking for a while, Yan Hen was so sure that he would enter the pit, it still hooked his interest.

"From this direction, fly forward for a hundred miles, then turn left and fly for two hundred miles, and you will arrive at the main battlefield of the Lich, the place where the Zhoutian Star Dou Great Formation, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and countless great witches fell. They have a lot of weapons, even innate magic weapons..." Yan Hen said and stopped here, glanced at Chen Xian, the meaning was very clear, are you jumping into this trap?

"It's really attractive." Chen Xian said lightly, without saying whether he would go or not, with an ambiguous attitude.After finishing speaking, he ignored Yan Hen and rode up directly on the cloud, but he decided in his heart that after he packed up the Golden Crow Sword, he would go to that place for a stroll.

This time the rouge did not stop Chen Xian, she firmly believed that Chen Xian would never be able to resist greed and would definitely go there if someone died for money.

"I'm afraid a single jiaojing won't be able to do anything. I have to find some helpers. This ghost place actually sends the people who come in to different places, and I have to look for them one by one. It's a waste of time!" Yan Hen After standing in place for a while, she flew in another direction. Lich's main battlefield was in danger, and she needed more cannon fodder.

After Chen Xian and Yan Hen left, the lava world returned to tranquility, waiting for the arrival of the next batch of visitors.

(End of this chapter)