The earth shook violently, the spiritual essence of heaven and earth was in chaos, and in the Qiqiao Heavenly Palace, even the bright light that originally shone in all directions and was as bright as jade began to flicker, like a candle in a hurricane, which could be extinguished at any moment.

In this situation, it is impossible to control the air and fly into the air, and you can only run wildly on your legs.

Chu Tian was running rapidly in the boiling earth waves and the flying palace debris. From time to time, huge stones or palace fragments fell from the sky. He stomped on these boulders and fragments as agile as a leopard. His body brought up a gust of wind, and he was like a fast-flying meteor, quickly passing over the rapidly collapsing palaces.

The metal puppet just now mistook Chu Tian for the 'young master' of Qiqiao Heavenly Palace because of the mark left by Zixiao Golden Sun Furnace on Chu Tian's forehead. It was so overjoyed that it told Chu Tian the hiding place of the Seven Aperture Divine Stele, the control hub of Qiqiao Heavenly Palace.

The sky collapsed and the earth roared. Chu Tian put all his strength into fleeing forward quickly. It took him more than half an hour. He ran for thousands of miles before he escaped from the earthquake area caused by the sudden dissipation of the underground fire veins in the Dan Palace.

Fortunately, his physical strength reached 720,000 dragon forces, and his body was extremely strong. He could easily jump dozens of miles in one jump. This was how he was able to run such a long distance in such a short time and in such chaos.

There is a beautiful landscape ahead, with beautiful palaces and pavilions that used to be everywhere, but now they are all in ruins, and everything is in tatters, which is really ugly.

There are only the various spiritual trees, flowers and plants planted by the owner of Qiqiao Palace in the past. Countless years have passed, and no one has taken good care of them. However, these flowers, plants and trees have exuded endless vitality, growing freely and wantonly.

At a glance, vast grass and trees covered everything. Among the dense grass and trees, only some broken beams and pillars stood there alone. Many of the beams and pillars were covered with dense vines and countless flowers blooming.

Occasionally, among the flowers and plants, one can see ancient corpses wearing heavy armor lying there quietly. Beside them, there are always a few broken metal puppets.

Countless years have passed, but the cruelty of the war can still be seen.

Chu Tian walked slowly through the green mountains and clear waters. After walking through hundreds of miles of mountains and forests, he saw a plain of thousands of miles in front of him, which was covered with colorful and rare poppies.

The poppies were different from the ones Chu Tian had seen in the outside world. The poppies in the outside world were no more than ten feet tall and could at most submerge a person's head. The poppies on this plain were over a hundred feet tall, and the flowers, which were several feet in diameter, were as gorgeous as fire, covering the sky and the earth, blooming to their heart's content, and burning with endless vitality.

This is a sea of ​​flowers, extending from in front of Chu Tian to the foot of the mountain thousands of miles away!

Right next to Chu Tian, ​​several ancient corpses were leaning against the rocks, holding their weapons tightly, with a hint of smile on their faces, and they were staring at the sea of ​​poppies with their eyes wide open.

Chu Tian stared blankly at these well-preserved ancient corpses with smiles on their faces.

Their chests were almost completely shattered, and this blow directly led to their death. Chu Tian couldn't imagine what these handsome-looking, young-looking warriors were thinking as they looked at this sea of ​​flowers before they died!

A gray face, gray eyes, but a gentle, happy smile on the face made Chu Tian hesitate to take a step forward.

It is hard to imagine that despite suffering such terrible injuries, they could have such a gentle and blissful smile before dying!

"You must have been very good people when you were alive!" Chu Tian stared at these 'young' ancient corpses in a daze.

People who can have such a gentle and happy smile can't be bad. They must be gentle and tolerant in their daily behavior. Even before they died, they were appreciating the beauty of this sea of ​​flowers. How could people with such aesthetic values ​​be vicious and despicable?

If they are gentle and good people, then the bad guys are naturally their enemies.

"Although I cannot say it so absolutely, but when I see you smile, I stand with you." Chu Tian bowed to them solemnly. He waved his hands and a huge force dug a huge pit on the ground. He stacked several ancient corpses neatly in the pit and covered it with thick soil.

He picked hundreds of huge poppies and piled them on the fresh yet ancient tomb.

Chu Tian walked on the branches of poppy and walked on the top of the huge flower tree.

According to the information given by the metal puppet before its death, Chu Tian found a black poppy, and then he found another thirty-five black poppies arranged in a strange formation.

Following the direction indicated by the thirty-six black poppies, Chu Tian walked forward for 3,600 miles. Under his feet was an ordinary red poppy. He stepped hard on the red poppy, shook his hand and cast a seal. A group of divine lights lit up on the flower, and Chu Tian was moved away.

Occasionally, loud noises such as "clang" and "ding-dong" could be heard.

Chu Tian waited until the sense of space distortion around his body disappeared before he looked around intently.

This is a huge factory, without a single person, relying entirely on all kinds of strange metal puppets to work on their own. Everything is automated, and no human intervention is needed.

The factory, which covers an area of ​​thousands of miles, is surrounded by a boiling sea of ​​magma. Various strange and bizarre molten metals continuously gush out from the bright white magma, forming even more dazzling white fountains on the magma sea.

After the molten metal spurted out, a huge magnetic field confined it and pulled it into a huge furnace in the workshop. The sound of wind and fire could be heard, and the furnace refined and purified the molten metal. Huge pieces of pure alloy ingots flew out of the furnace with heat waves, and the residue was directly thrown into the magma sea.

What follows is a whole production line that occupies a huge area, has a complex structure, and has an incredibly exquisite structure.

Accompanied by a low roar and occasional loud metal collision sounds, every once in a while, at the end of the production line, a metal puppet about a hundred feet tall and covered in steam would slowly walk out on its own.

These metal puppets were lined up in the square at the end of the factory production line. Just as Chu Tian stood there looking at them, a low voice sounded above the factory, and then a group of metal puppets suddenly collapsed, and were pulled by the magnetic field and thrown into the magma sea, turning into pools of molten metal again.

This huge factory is constantly manufacturing metal puppets and destroying the finished metal puppets.

It repeats itself over and over again, endlessly.