Zhuo Wen nodded. Although this restriction is strong, it has long been dilapidated after endless years of erosion. Perhaps it is still very powerful for people below the True God, but for the powerful True God, this restriction is not too strong.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen slashed out the Iron Sword in his right hand and used the fourth form of the Dao-Destroying Sword Technique, Yin Yue. Sometimes, he saw a crescent moon slowly rising in the light of the sword.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen even used the power of the fourth level of Taoism to surpass the moon, making the crescent moon become more and more fierce and terrifying.
Xiao Hei even controlled the Thunder Fire Sword, and countless black flames surrounded it.
These black flames were densely packed and completely enveloped the Thunder Fire Sword, turning it into a terrifying black beast. It blasted out with one claw and hit the restriction heavily.
Rumble!
The restrictions around the fire spirit juice pool trembled violently, and then there was only a click sound, and the entire restriction collapsed and shattered.
Plop!
Like a hungry wolf, Xiao Hei pounced into the pool, and then swam leisurely in various postures in the fire spirit juice pool.
Of course, all this is an illusion. Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the Thunder Fire Sword controlled by Xiao Hei was rapidly absorbing the fire spirit juice in the pool.
"How cunning!"
Zhuo Wen curled his lips and immediately took out empty buckets from the spirit ring, and then put the fire spirit juice into these huge empty buckets.
However, this fire spirit juice was extremely deep. After Zhuo Wen filled more than a dozen barrels, he found that the pool had not decreased at all.
"Dig the entire pond..."
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a fiery look, and Xiao Hei also understood it.
I saw the Thunder Fire Sword suddenly erupting into terrifying black flames and turning into a hundred-foot giant sword in the sky.
The sword was thrust into the edge of the pool, and then it made a splashing circle around the pool, and then with a gentle drag, it dug out the pool where the fire spirit juice was.
Zhuo Wen made a move with his right hand, and a black vortex appeared next to him, suddenly swallowing the pool of fire spirit juice into the space inside his body.
"Haha, this fire spirit juice is very effective. With so much fire spirit juice, I think it is enough to restore the Thunder Fire Sword to a true artifact." Xiao Hei said happily.
Zhuo Wen is also in a good mood. With so much fire spirit juice, Zhuo Wen feels that it will be enough to promote him to a true god in the future. When his cultivation reaches the peak of a god, he can start to absorb this fire spirit juice.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, an extremely embarrassed figure suddenly appeared from the entrance of the dilapidated palace ahead.
Plop!
However, this figure did not appear for long before he fell hard to the ground, his eyes full of fear.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on this figure and found that it was actually King Han, the King of Stars.
At this moment, King Han was in an extremely embarrassed state, and his aura was extremely weak.
Zhuo Wen came to King Han, and with his pupils narrowed, he discovered that King Han's face had already turned dark green, and it was obvious that he was poisoned.
King Han was breathing rapidly. He also saw Zhuo Wen coming over. He screamed, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and said ferociously: "Quickly... leave here..."
As soon as he finished speaking, King Han died.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and looked at the palace in front. Since King Han had fallen because of this, An Xiulan, Tai Shangxue, Huo Shang and Xiang Mengchun were all in danger.
"It seems that this may really be the relic of Xutian Mighty Power. Let's go in and have a look!"
After Zhuo Wen asked the flame beast to stay outside, he stepped into the palace with the Thunder Fire Sword.
With Zhuo Wen's current strength, unless he is a top true god, it is impossible to kill Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen didn't believe that the mere ruins of the fallen Xu Tian Mighty could still defeat him.
Walking into the dark palace, Zhuo Wen quickly came to a deep hall.
The hall has six side doors and a main entrance in front.
At this moment, the side door was not open, but the main door in front was opened a gap. Zhuo Wen knew that the main door should be opened by King Han and others.
Zhuo Wen did not enter the main entrance directly, but randomly came to the nearest side door and slammed it open.
Whoosh!
The side door shattered open, and fierce blasts of sound rushed through the air, and then rushed towards Zhuo Wen's vital points.
These were sharp black arrow rains, covering almost all of Zhuo Wen's vitals.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank and he staggered a few steps. At the same time, Xiao Hei controlled the Thunder Fire Sword and slashed violently, immediately scattering the black arrow rain.
"This rain of arrows is not simple. If a peak god doesn't pay attention, he may fall into this rain of arrows." Xiao Hei said solemnly.
Zhuo Wen nodded, his eyes fell behind the door, and he was depressed to find that there was nothing behind the door.
Zhuo Wen held the Iron Sword in his hand, his heart became more alert, and he began to open the other five side doors one by one.
However, the other side doors were the same as the first side door. The moment they were opened, they all had similar mechanisms, but they were empty inside.
When Zhuo Wen opened the last side door and the iron sword in his hand was already dancing with sword flowers, ready to defend at any time, he found that there was no mechanism behind the side door at all.
"This is... the medicine garden?"
I saw that behind the last side door, there was actually a medicine garden growing all kinds of magical medicines.
Entering this place, Zhuo Wen found that this medicine garden was not small. The lowest level contained three-level magical medicines, and the highest level even contained seven-level magic medicines.
What disappoints De Zhuowen is that all the sixth-level and seventh-level magical medicines are dead at this moment.
Zhuo Wen knew very well that the higher the level of the magical medicine, the higher the requirements for the soil and the environment.
Before this medicine garden was abandoned, it should have been an extremely high-end medicine garden. However, the passage of time and the damage to the ruins caused this medicine garden to become abandoned.
However, extremely precious magical medicines such as level six and level seven cannot survive in harsh environments.
On the contrary, some of the fifth-level magic medicines are still alive, but the quantity is very small.
The most surviving ones are the third-level magic medicine and the fourth-level magic medicine, such as Baili Bamboo, Green Artemisia, Fengliu Rabbit Run, Roushui Sanxian Ye, Chixuegen, Tibetan Fire Spring Flower, and Jiejielu.
etc.
Zhuo Wen even saw the divine sparks Jiang Yan needed in this medicine garden, and there were quite a lot of them.
The Divine Spark is a level 4 magic medicine. Its whole body is like fire. From a distance, it looks like a cluster of rather intense flames.
Zhuo Wen put all the magical medicines in the medicine garden into the spiritual ring with a big stroke of his hand. Of course, Zhuo Wen did not let go of the dead sixth-level and seventh-level magical medicines.
Although these are already dead, they are level six and level seven magic medicines after all, and they may be useful in the future.
After collecting the magic medicine, Zhuo Wen came to the front door, his eyes flickered, and he pushed the door open.
Since King Han has fallen, I'm afraid this place behind the main gate is definitely not a good place.
Creak!
The strange rolling sound of the stone door sounded, which seemed extremely strange in this quiet hall.
Behind the main entrance is a huge palace. There are stone pillars around the palace, and it is filled with dim fog, making it difficult for people to see the true appearance of the palace.
However, there is a red carpet in front of the main entrance. Only on this road paved with red carpet, there is no fog.
Following the red carpet, Zhuo Wen landed at the end of it, where there was a half-meter-high temple.
This temple is extremely exquisite, but there is really nothing inside, and there is a hint of weirdness inside.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the side. Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately noticed a beautiful figure appearing in his field of vision.
"Brother Long Wen? Why are you here?"
This beautiful figure also saw Zhuo Wen and suddenly said in surprise.
This beautiful figure is none other than Xiang Mengchun, the master of Duyage Pavilion.
"To the Pavilion Master..."
Zhuo Wen frowned subconsciously, feeling that Xiang Mengchun was a little weird.
Logically speaking, King Han died here, so Xiang Mengchun seemed to be safe and sound.
When Zhuo Wen was about to ask, Xiang Mengchun sighed softly and said: "You shouldn't come here. This palace is too weird. Except for me, Huo Shang, Tai Shangxue, and An Xiulan are all dead.
Only King Han managed to escape from the palace."
Zhuo Wen was startled, looked at Xiang Mengchun up and down, suddenly pulled out the Iron Lu Sword, and slashed at Xiang Mengchun.
boom!
Xiang Mengchun's pretty face changed slightly, and he immediately took out the green bead and said angrily: "Brother Long Wen, what do you mean? Are you crazy?"
Zhuo Wen's mouth was filled with a sneer, and he ignored Xiang Mengchun at all. He took a step forward and immediately used the three major sword moves of Sword Stab on Thorns, Sword Light Emergence and Rising Sun.
Bang bang bang!
For a moment, Xiang Mengchun's green bead trembled violently, and Xiang Mengchun retreated violently. He was shocked at how Zhuo Wen's strength at this moment became so terrifying.
"You told the four star masters about this ruins, and you broke the chain of the flame beast, right? Xiang Pavilion Master, who are you?"
Zhuo Wen swung out the Iron Sword in his right hand, using the fourth form of "The Swordsmanship of Destroying the Way", Yin Yue Sometimes.
I saw a crescent moon rising, attached to the sword light, and slashed hard in front of Xiang Mengchun.
Click!
Suddenly, the mask in front of Xiang Mengchun shattered, and then the green beads flew away.
However, the green beads that were thrown away immediately came back, and for a moment, the greenery surged and surrounded Xiang Mengchun, forming an extremely powerful defense.
"How did you know?" Xiang Mengchun's eyes suddenly became strange and he sneered.
Zhuo Wen's mouth was filled with a sneer: "Of course I don't know. I just asked you tentatively. I didn't expect you to actually answer me."
Xiang Mengchun's face froze and his eyes burst into flames. It was really hateful that Zhuo Wen dared to play tricks on her.
"Then you can tell me your purpose!" Zhuo Wen said coldly.
Xiang Mengchun stopped talking, but slowly stepped back, landing in front of the temple at the end of the red carpet, and said: "Purpose? I just need sacrifices. There is no clear purpose. Since you have come to this temple,
, then don’t even think about going out.”
Creak!
The stone door behind Zhuo Wen suddenly closed, and then Zhuo Wen's gray mist began to surge, like turbulent and terrifying waves on the sea.