The whole palace pattern is huge, with the Laurel Hall as the core, and there are 108 various dormitories in all directions. Each dormitory is connected to the earth qi spiritual veins and is surrounded by concentrated spiritual energy.

Among them, there are as many as 27 functional palace rooms such as alchemy room, forging room, rune room, formation room, etc. There are some things in it that Zheng Zheng can't involve at all at present.

Then there are pill storage rooms, magic weapon storage rooms, cheats storage rooms, and other places that make people's hearts beat hot at a glance. Zheng Zheng didn't care about these for the time being, the first thing was to prepare to refine the sword and completely control the Laurel Palace.

With the secret method that Chang'e handed over to him, it was relatively easy to refine.

With his legs crossed and his knees in his hand, he held the divine sword, and his divine thoughts escaped into it.

First, I felt that the world was dark, and then it was like being in the heat of the oven of heaven and earth, and the skin and soul of the whole body were about to be scorched and steamed. When Zheng Zheng opened his eyes, he found himself in a special fiery space.

The space is not vast, but there are nine days in the sky, and the light is like a fire, and the earth is cracked, and not a single grass grows. Only in the center of the space there is a laurel tree, up to 500 zhang, the bark is smooth, gray-brown, greenish-white, the flower stalk is slender, and the outer coat is gray-white and slightly pubescent, swaying in the scorching sun of Jiuyang.

Zheng Zheng didn't think about it, so he rushed towards the laurel tree. He had already understood that the Nine Days of the Sky was a spirit of the Great Sun Golden Crow before he died, and then it was beaten into the Sword of Love and used as a sword spirit.

And the laurel tree is naturally the epitome of the infinite vitality of the divine tree in the Guanghan Palace. It is precisely because of its existence that it can balance the space inside the sword and not be burned by the true fire of the sun of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

At this moment, the situation changed abruptly.

Nine fiery red and bewitching sun true flames poured down from the Great Sun Golden Crow, instantly burning the entire space, completely blocking Zheng Zheng up and down, leaving him with no way to escape.

Zheng Zheng was in danger, and a group of Qingyun added to him.

This Qingyun is naturally not the Lingbao Heavenly Qingyun. It is an auspicious cloud attached to the secret method of sacrificing the divine sword when the Taiyin Star Monarch gives it, which can break ten thousand laws and ward off all evils, which is also extremely powerful.

This Qingyun surrounded him, and it was suddenly cool.

Even if the flames outside were monstrous, there was no way to take Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng knew that between heaven and earth, there were seven true fires, all of which originated from the chaotic fire of the source of ten thousand fires. And the Sun True Fire, the crape myrtle Heavenly Fire, the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo, and the Nanming Lihuo belong to one of the four major yang fires of the heavens.

This sun true fire came from chaos, was born on the sun, and then gave birth to twelve large and small golden crows, so the sun true fire became the natal fire of the three-legged golden crow clan of the divine beast, and its essence was almost the same as the power of the fire of the Nanming of the Suzaku clan.

With the auspicious clouds, after several days of flying, we finally arrived under the laurel tree.

He took a breath, then picked up the magic trick and spat out the truth, countless golden runes escaped into the divine tree, and the laurel tree quickly turned into a green light and disappeared into Zheng Zheng's spiritual platform.

With the laurel tree in hand, you are already invincible.

Then came the real hard fight.

Zheng Zheng drank violently, the auspicious clouds on his body soared into the air, and his skin was newly exposed to the true qi of the sun, and at the same time, a cool feeling came from the spiritual platform, wandering away the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The auspicious clouds diverged into nine-colored rays of light and flew towards the scorching sun in the sky.

"Boom" nine sounds shook the space, but in an instant, the sun seemed to come to life. In each scorching sun, a large bird with three legs emerges. It looks very much like a crow, but the whole body is golden, the flames are burning everywhere, and when the wings are opened, they cover the sky and the earth.

Zheng Zheng relied on the body of the Great Witch and the Laurel Sacred Tree, in the true fire of the sun, like a spring breeze, better than a leisurely stroll.

The three-legged golden crow was furious, seeing that the sun was really helpless against the other party, he screamed again and again, nine in no particular order, flapping their wings in the sky, with a blazing sun true fire, with an amazing momentum, fell into the sky, and flew straight to Zheng Zheng.

As the distance quickly narrowed, a huge three-legged golden crow appeared, each one was thousands of feet large, and each flame foot claw was the size of a small mountain. Zheng Zheng's body is like a chestnut in the ocean, and he is extremely small.

"Give me a boost. Zheng Zheng shouted, and with the magic power of the witch body, his body immediately increased more than twice, becoming a giant with hands and eyes. Between breaths, the wind and tornado in the sky and earth, and the mountains and rivers shook when they moved.

"Phew. A shout, like the sound of chaos at the beginning, thunder rolling. Zheng Zheng's huge arm threw a punch, and the three-clawed golden foot that rushed straight forward flew back dozens of miles, causing a burst of "chirp" shouts.

Although the Golden Crow has no wisdom and can only rely on instinct to fight, it is precisely because of this that it is even more courageous. The three-legged size of a small mountain, the winged fire knife with the flame of the sun, and the long beak as sharp as the edge of the mountain, as long as it is on the body, it is a combat weapon.

Nine golden crows surrounded Zheng Zheng in hand-to-hand combat in various ways.

But the sky is dark, and the sun and the moon are dark.

If Zheng Zheng didn't have the blood refining of the Great Witch Spirit, he would have a supreme witch body, plus the Laurel Divine Tree given by the Taiyin Star Monarch, it would provide a strong vitality all the time to repair his damaged body, but I was afraid that he would have already surrendered himself here.

It was the fierce battle with the nine golden crows, Zheng Zheng's hand-to-hand combat skills, from rusty, to skilled, to proficient, and finally twisted with his hands, all of which were killing moves.

The nine golden crows are strong, and Zheng Zheng is hanging again, just like he can't kill Xiaoqiang, he has been fighting fiercely for half a month, but no one on either side can help anyone. However, the situation between the two sides has changed dramatically from the beginning, and the momentum of the golden crow is getting tired day by day, but Zheng Zheng has a tendency to become more and more courageous.

His body was constantly wounded in battle, burned by the true fire of the sun, and hit by three legs. But in the repeated repairs of the Laurel Divine Tree, the surface of the body was covered with a layer of golden complexion. This body is many times stronger than at the beginning.

After another week of fierce fighting, as Zheng Zheng's giant palm swung out, the last golden crow was finally swept to the ground, its huge wings fluttered twice, but it couldn't fly.

In the past nine days, the golden crow was finally exhausted by boiling alive and retreated from the battlefield.

"Hahaha. Zheng Zheng's body shook, recovering from his original appearance, looking at the piles of three-legged golden crows on the ground like a hill, struggling there weakly, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Are you convinced?"

The three-legged golden crow is just a wisp of spirit, and they can't understand the meaning of Zheng Zheng's words at all, but from their appearance and appearance, they can still see the appearance of giving in and begging for mercy.

Zheng Zheng was greatly satisfied, as if he had really defeated the ancient golden crow, and withdrew from the sword space with a smile on his face.

This time, a familiar aura came from the divine sword, as if the sword was connected to his own bloodline, and it was completely integrated.

Zheng Zheng laughed a few times, opened his mouth, and the love sword turned into a three-inch small sword, which automatically flew back into his mouth and sank into the dantian. The only thing he regretted was that the laurel divine tree was implanted in the divine sword and could not be peeled out, otherwise with such a treasure in his body, it would not be invincible in the world.