Unlimited Adventures

The fighting situation that year seemed to be very fierce. In the long and narrow middle section of the island, a gap of several miles wide and dozens of miles long was blasted out, directly forming a semi-inland sea lake.

This is not how Xiang Yang is familiar with this place, nor can he know the original topography of Wangtian Island.

The key is that the appearance of the sea lake is too abrupt, as if the entire island was slashed in the center, and all around the sea lake is a black reef with many traces of fighting remaining.

After tens of thousands of years, the original traces of human activities have been covered by lush trees, but the traces of these battles have been magically preserved. Although many have been weathered or wiped out by the tide, under the sky, everything But there is nowhere to hide.

Xiang Yang strolled forward, not irritable or impatient, Sanxiang lowered his head and followed behind. His body was too heavy. Walking on the beach by the sea lake, he often fell off with his calves, which annoyed him. Too much trouble, but the master is in front, how dare he say anything.

After passing the sea lake, there are several rolling hills ten miles ahead. It is not too high. One of them is only more than two thousand meters. Compared with the huge peaks of Central China that can easily reach ten thousand meters, it is only It can be regarded as a small hill.

How abnormal Xiang Yang's spiritual sense is now, he has touched the situation there before he arrives. Strangely, no trace of the three princesses has been found.

"Well, like the Fuyu Mountain Range, there is also an underground world? Hey, these wrecks are left by the immortal cultivators back then..."

After a while, the two had arrived at the foot of the most central hill, and found many broken bricks and shingles among the layers of bushes.

Xiang Yang squinted his eyes, then got up and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Although a few days have passed, there are still many traces of broken grass and broken branches along the way for reference, and the direction of the three princesses can be inferred.

On these hills, there are not too tall trees. The bottom layer is half-human iron thorn vines, and the upper part is a black leaf maple. The highest is the interspersed metasequoia, but only Ten feet high and low.

In the bushes, there were a lot of small beasts and insects, and they were not afraid of people. When they saw the two pass by, they would avoid some at most, and then they stared at the side in a daze.

"It's not like people often come around..."

Xiang Yang murmured, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He was almost halfway up the mountain. After condescending, his spiritual perception covered a wider range. These mountain peaks were almost completely covered, but the three princesses were still there. No trace.

"It shouldn't be. Twenty-seven is already a Six-Tribulation Fairy Beast, and the other two princesses are a bit inferior, but they are also at the Fairy Beast level, let alone two Seven Tribulations Fairy Beasts commanding them, that's a true emperor level. Masters... in this place, is there still a stronger power than them?"

It took a few hours to check the front and back of several mountain peaks, and even went around the other side of the island, but the three princesses were still missing.

After reaching the middle of the mountain, the bushes were replaced by naked black rocks, and the original traces naturally disappeared, and it was impossible to predict their whereabouts.

Back on the highest mountain, Xiang Yang frowned and looked around.

underground? It was impossible. He summoned Mo Ji and asked her to walk around all the stone cracks. It has been confirmed that there must be no underground world-like space in the belly of the mountain or even under the mountain.

gone? But the stone-backed tortoise is controlled by the tortoise clan, and they won't pull it down even if they don't say goodbye...

Did something really happen? Where did it go? "

Suddenly, his inspiration flashed, and he remembered the seal in the Haotian Valley.

Some time ago, a pair of little lovers were really good to mix oil in honey. Under the boundless beauty, he even forgot about this matter, and he never mentioned it to Lu Ya'er.

Now that I think of it, my spirit suddenly comes.

Will there also be any powerful caves here?

Here, the sacrificial altar is naturally not afraid of being discovered by others, and it is directly taken out and erected on the top of the mountain.

After the twelfth level of the Tiandi Furui Wanling Art, his spiritual sense is like a one-way probe, the distance can reach tens of miles away, but the spread is not so wide, but under the bonus of the sacrificial altar , Tiandao's perspective can still cover several hills completely.

The terrain here is much more complicated than the Haotian Valley. Every inch of soil, rock, every tree and even grass must be completely reflected in the heart, and then it must be analyzed. If there is no Tianyan, he will not be able to support it.

Most of the hour passed, but still nothing.

Different from his method of refining magic weapons and drawing the long stream of water, the consumption of spiritual sense is too great, it is like a low tide, and it is almost exhausted, even climbing to the sky. The support of the tree and the ice calabash can't keep up.

Forcibly resisting the dizziness coming from the attack, Xiang Yang was cruel. In the sacrificial altar, the blood-colored chains suddenly gleamed, and the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor was lying weakly in the center, and suddenly his whole body was shaking. He was straight and made a low moo, and then, the short body was reduced by 10%, and the color was lightened again.

After receiving the backfeeding from the altar, Xiang Yang’s situation eased a little. Although the Dragon Emperor was only a remnant soul, his original strength lay there after all. It was only the remnant soul of this success, and then Xiang Yang’s spiritual sense Fill up directly.

After another half hour, he withdrew Lingjue from the sacrificial altar with a wry smile, then put it away, looked down at it for a long time, and then shook his head strangely.

The so-called black under the light, I am afraid it is in this situation, right?

I searched all the mountain peaks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I never let go of an ant, but what I never expected is that the key is actually under the sacrificial altar...

"If this seal is connected to a certain space, it is more mysterious than the one in Haotian Valley. It has reached the legendary "one sand and one world". If it is also a cave or inheritance, it should no longer be a thing in the world of mountains and seas. ..."

"Weird, the three princesses and the two commanders shouldn't be proficient in the game. I have lost so much energy to find out... how did they get in? Could it be that they were introduced by others?"

"Then what is the purpose of the other party?"

For a while, Xiang Yang was full of doubts, but in any case, he had to crack the seal first.

It looked like a crushed stone the size of a thumb, and it was no different from the stone next to it. However, from the perspective of Heavenly Dao, Xiang Yang still saw a little weirdness.

Under the weight of the sacrificial altar, the positions of the other stones have all changed slightly. Only it seems to have taken root, not moving...