Pick up the treasure bag and start cultivating immortals from the shrinking lamp

The bamboo horse's body was shining with golden light, and faint light green runes flashed on it.

It leaped up and blocked the black light emitted by the vertical eye between the demon tiger's eyebrows.

The black light looked hazy, but it was as heavy as a hill. It directly knocked the oncoming bamboo horse away and slammed into the smoke cloud transformed by Xia Chen's robe.

Xia Chen only felt a strong force coming.

If it weren't for the bamboo horse's resistance, the top-grade robe would not be able to resist it.

He hurriedly checked the bamboo horse's condition, only to see that it looked a little listless, and it was obviously injured.

Fortunately, there were no obvious injuries on its body.

Bamboo itself has tenacious vitality and regeneration ability.

As a hybrid of horse and bamboo, the bamboo horse naturally inherited this advantage.

As long as it is not a fatal injury, even if it is broken, it can still recover as before with tenacious growth power.

After the demon tiger's forehead vertical eye emitted that fatal black light, it obviously consumed a lot of energy and looked a little listless.

This should be its innate magical power. Although it is powerful, it also has significant side effects.

At this moment.

The Seven-Leaf Sword Grass next to it seized the opportunity and exerted its full strength to perform the "Eastern Green Wood Sword Art".

A sharp and murderous sword energy condensed out, like a flying sword, and pierced directly into the head of the demon tiger.

The demon tiger was unable to dodge, and its face was pierced by the sword energy, and it was immediately bleeding, extremely miserable.

Even the eyes were affected and filled with blood.

"Roar..."

The loud tiger roar made all the beasts in the nearby mountains flee.

Some small beasts were so frightened that they fainted.

The demon tiger's vision was damaged and it could not see the surroundings clearly, and it suddenly went crazy.

One by one, the towering ancient trees fell directly to the ground, smoke and dust rose, and the earth shook.

Xia Chen, the Seven-Leaf Sword Grass, and Zhu Ma couldn't help but step back a little.

The crazy demon tiger was too terrifying.

Going up now would undoubtedly be courting death.

Xia Chen took out a wallpaper from his treasure bag, and then opened the bedroom door in the painting.

"Buzz..."

A golden cloud flew out.

A closer look revealed that it was all made up of thumb-sized golden wasps.

It was the golden tiger-headed wasp that was captured in the depths of the wilderness.

It was impossible to raise it in the Xu-shaped shantytown.

But now that they have come to the Shiwan Mountains, they don't have this concern.

These golden tiger-headed wasps raised their buttocks and released their tail needles.

For a moment, the sky was full of "arrow rain".

The fur of the demon tiger has extremely strong defensive capabilities, but the head is not.

Especially now that its face is injured and its vision is limited.

Not long after, many bee stings appeared on its originally bleeding face.

The tail needles of the golden tiger-headed wasp contain strong neurotoxins that can paralyze the nerves of living creatures.

About a cup of tea passed.

The demon tiger gradually calmed down, but its limbs were obviously a little stiff, and it walked crookedly.

It was obvious that the bee venom was quite deep.

At this time.

The bamboo horse made a move.

It was a little depressed at first, but it immediately cheered up when it saw the appearance of the demon tiger.

It kicked its bamboo legs hard and jumped into the air in an instant, then bent its body, bursting with golden light, and smashed the demon tiger's head fiercely with its lower half.

Bang!

The bamboo horse, which seemed to be cast in gold, smashed the demon tiger's head directly like a golden hoop, and red and white gurgled out.

The demon tiger struggled for a few times and gradually lost its breath.

Xia Chen then controlled the bamboo dragonfly and slowly fell down.

The size of this demon tiger was so huge that it was comparable to an elephant. Even space magic tools such as storage bags and five-yin bags could not fit it.

Unless it was cut into pieces.

Xia Chen took out the shrinking device and shrunk it to the size of a rabbit.

Then he held the tiger's leg in one hand and flew up Qingzhu Mountain.

The intelligent identification shrinker is basically useless for the first-class monster beasts.

So it cannot be used as a trap.

Entering the cave, Xia Chen touched Zhuma's head.

"You did a good job this time!"

At the critical moment before, Zhuma sacrificed himself to block the eyes of the monster tiger for him.

Otherwise, he would be the one who was seriously injured.

Zhuma inherited the stubborn temper of the wild horse and was a little undisciplined.

But he was also loyal enough.

"Swish!"

Zhuma raised his head with a proud look on his face.

"Xiao Qi also did a good job. He severely injured the monster tiger at the critical moment."

The seven-leaf sword grass, which was a little disappointed, became energetic after hearing this.

After that, Xia Chen took out the monster tiger that had just died and restored it to its original size.

While it was fresh, he began to perform the "Little Swallowing Heaven Skill" to refine the pineal gland in the monster tiger.

After a cup of tea, the spiritual energy outside the cave swarmed in.

Xia Chen felt like a light bulb emitting light and heat, and those spiritual energies were like moths.

"This is almost close to the top-grade spiritual roots!"

Xia Chen was shocked.

Top-grade spiritual roots are generally the standard for the true disciples of Tianyan Xianzong.

No wonder those geniuses have already established their foundations at a young age, or even formed their elixirs.

Xia Chen seized the time, used the "Xiantian Gengmu Sutra", began to inhale and exhale spiritual energy, and ran the small and large Zhoutian.

After about an hour, this state began to gradually dissipate.

He turned back to his original four-element mixed spiritual roots.

Just like a light bulb went out, those spiritual energies also left him.

Xia Chen took out a brand new piece of paper as usual and wrote with a brush:

"Please write down the spiritual root attributes of Xia Chen, the spiritual plant of Qingzhu Peak, Ziyun Mountain, Tianyan Sect, Dajin Kingdom!"

Then, the computer pencil began to answer:

[Spiritual root attributes: gold spiritual root low grade (284/1000), wood spiritual root low grade (281/1000), water spiritual root low grade (246/1000), earth spiritual root low grade (201/1000)]

Xia Chen took out the previous data and compared the two.

The rest did not change. The wood spiritual root attribute changed from 271 to 281, which was almost catching up with the quality of gold spiritual root.

"It's a pity that this mountain king is not gold!" Xia Chen felt a little regretful.

He originally had the highest quality of gold spiritual root and was the first to be upgraded to the middle grade.

There was nothing he could do about it. How could he encounter gold monsters every time?

However, since the quality of wood spiritual root was close to gold spiritual root, Xia Chen became more adept at practicing "Xiantian Gengmu Sutra".

The next step was to deal with the corpse of the monster tiger.

Tiger bones, tiger skin, tiger whip, and tiger blood are all extremely precious treasures.

Especially tiger skin.

Because the demon tiger was severely injured on the face, the entire tiger skin can be said to be intact.

This is extremely rare.

It can be sold at a sky-high price in the outside world.

In comparison, tiger meat is the least valuable.

Xia Chen plans to use it to reward himself, his childhood sweetheart, and the seven-leaf sword grass.

Although the childhood sweetheart is a mixture of bamboo and horse, it eats everything, whether raw or cold.

Not to mention the seven-leaf sword grass, which is a carnivorous spiritual plant.

Such a large piece of tiger meat is enough to eat for a while.

The next day.

It was the day to draw props again.

Xia Chen rubbed his hands, full of anticipation.

When the time came, he couldn't wait to reach into the treasure bag and fumble around.

When he took it out, it turned out to be a prop in the shape of a globe, with a needle and two mini satellites attached.