In Qiqiao Tian Palace, Chu Tian walked slowly forward along a corridor made of flame jade crystals.

There are red everywhere, and palaces and pavilions made of various top-quality fire-attribute materials are everywhere, just like the veranda where Chu Tian is located. The top-quality fire-attribute materials are top-quality fire-attribute materials. Whether it is refining weapons, arrays, talismans, or even building various special buildings related to casting and refining, they are all top-quality materials.

In Wufeng Canyon, the Huanling Pavilion where Ye Qingqiu is located always purchases the Yan Yujing at an extremely high price all year round. A piece of ordinary quality Yan Yujing is the size of a palm, and the market price is around 100,000 spirit crystals.

The corridor under Chu Tian’s feet is made of the best-quality flame jade crystal. It is bright and flawless. It is as crystal clear as red glass. It contains a huge amount of fire-attributed heaven and earth spiritual marrow, and its value is more than a hundred times that of ordinary flame jade crystals!

This Qiqiao Heavenly Palace actually built a corridor with such top-quality materials. I really don’t know how brilliant and powerful the Qiqiao Heavenly Palace was back then.

If this corridor could be moved to the outside world, Chu Tian felt that the richest man in the Fallen Star Ocean might not be. In the Fifth Island Circle, he would definitely be a first-class rich man.

However, there was a faint crisis everywhere in this veranda, and Chu Tian did not dare to move at all.

Just by the moat, Chu Tian saw the punch that broke the plaque on the gate of Qiqiaotian Palace, which lasted for countless years. Without the erosion of time, it still condensed into a new boxing intention. Inside this Qiqiaotian Palace, such boxing intention, knife intention, and sword intention can be seen everywhere.

The void was twisted and the space collapsed. Clear fist marks were everywhere. The light of blurred and twisted swords were everywhere, and the sword shadows were frozen in the air. Among some fist marks, sword lights, and sword shadows, Chu Tian even saw a completely collapsed body.

For example, just seven or eight feet away in front of Chu Tian, ​​a punch that fell from the sky smashed the roof of the corridor into a thousand feet.

The intention of the fist was imprinted in mid-air, and more than a dozen twisted and broken figures were like insects in amber, quietly floating in the fist. The original bodies of these figures had been completely annihilated in the unparalleled punch, but the projection left by their bodies was almost eternally solidified in this void because of this terrible punch, and was imprinted in today's time and space.

"What a terrible punch! What a terrible knife! What a terrible sword! Well, there are so many strange weapons!"

Chu Tian walked carefully along the corridor. The void was filled with the imprints left by the terrifying masters with one blow many years ago. Fists, knives, swords, spears, long halberds, and various strange weapons crisscrossed in the void, forming a headache-inducing death trap.

Chu Tian walked over these imprints that had been preserved for many years step by step, not daring to let his body touch these imprints that still emit a strong aura.

"Qiqiao Tiangong, I don't know what kind of force they are!" Chu Tian walked forward carefully step by step, and while walking, he said in a deep voice: "But at least, I know that the puppets they refined are very powerful."

"Just talk about the huge flame puppet in the moat. If it was not seriously injured, it could fully exert all its combat power. The Jin family, Yin family, the Zilong clan, and even if I joined forces, I would probably all die at its hands!"

Chu Tian accurately judged the combat power of the flame puppet.

Such a big big guy is probably just an ordinary guard used by Qiqiao Tiangong to guard the gate. Such a terrible combat power is unimaginable how strong the main combat power of Qiqiao Tiangong can be.

"No matter how powerful it is, it will all die!" Mr. Rat curled up in Chu Tian's sleeve, like a little girl who had just been passed by a group of gangsters, waving her slender tail pitifully: "Hey, Mr. Rat's shiny hair...will it take for him to grow again?"

Chu Tian smiled and said nothing.

Mr. Rat still attaches great importance to his appearance. After all, he looks like he has no hair left on his body. Compared with the silver-haired mouse on weekdays, it is really ugly, and Chu Tian even finds it quite awkward.

Danzhong**, the pearls with purple light all over the body shook slightly, and hundreds of green spirit crystals emerged out of thin air.

Chu Tian raised his eyebrows and hurriedly stuffed these spirit crystals into his sleeves: "Master Mouse, look, is this treasure useful?"

The mouse roared happily, his tail rolled up, and hundreds of spiritual crystals disappeared at the same time. He held a piece of green spiritual crystal in his mouth and wriggled his little mouth desperately, chewing the spiritual crystals with a "crack" sound: "It's useful, of course it's useful! Humph, hum! Is that boy Dali, his group of people reliable?"

A dark arc mark in front stretched nearly a thousand feet, cutting the corridor between the waist and smashing several exquisite houses next to the corridor. Judging from the trace, it should be the trace left by a long whip.

Chu Tian carefully avoided the whip mark and walked around the corridor.

The corridor was cut off here, and thousands of flame jade crystals of different sizes splashed around. Chu Tian collected all the splashed flame jade crystals. If a special alchemy room was to be built in the future, these flame jade crystals were the best materials for building earth fire channels.

And a special alchemy room, how can an alchemy sect not have a professional alchemy room?

A delicately arranged and well-regulated alchemy room can at least double the success rate of alchemy and save most of the time and energy of alchemy.

In the past, Han Cuiya did not have this foundation to arrange a special alchemy room, and Chu Tian wanted to accumulate it slowly and little by little in the future.

After packing up these rare materials, Chu Tian then answered Mr. Rat’s question: "Reliable! Brother Dali has been kind to them... A group of newly born offspring have to choose the strongest one among them to raise and other offspring have to kill them with their own hands... Mr. Rat, think about it, how deep is their hatred?"

"It was Brother Dali who found them. It was me who saved them from worries and provided them with enough living resources to raise all their newborn children. It was me who used elixirs to cure a group of seriously injured masters and elders, and gave the entire clan a strong ability to protect themselves."

"They have given me their natal spirit and vowed to be loyal to me for life."

"The White Tiger Festival Hall in Hancuiya will be the sharpest knife in our hands and the most loyal force."

While walking, Chu Tian looked around carefully and said to Mr. Mouse: "To be honest, I would rather believe in the demon clan. Although some demon clans are so cunning and not trustworthy, just like the Moon Fox clan... But many demon clans are naturally honest and straightforward. When dealing with them, as long as you give your sincerity, you don't have to worry about their betrayal!"

"The Haihu clan is such a group of men. I believe in them, just as I believe in Brother Dali!"

Mr. Mouse became interested. Three green spirit crystals were swallowed by him in a row. A thin layer of fluff had grown on his pink skin. He said happily: "What's wrong with that boy Hu Dali and those sea tigers? Let's hear it?"
Chapter completed!