Chapter 505 (1/2)

It was a piece of moss the size of a copper coin, sandwiched in the center of several rubble. If it had not just used the perspective of heaven, it could not have been found.

But at this time, he could not escape Xiang Yang's observation.

He withdrew his spiritual awareness from the sacrificial altar, took it back into the heaven and earth tripod, and put away the Vatican valley wooden spiritual staff, which then went to the depths of the canyon.

Haotian supreme is the last supreme of the Wanfa immortal sect and a figure before the sea king's rebellion. The birth of the five statues was the most prosperous period of the Shanhai people after the world war.

Subsequently, the five supreme masters disappeared almost at the same time, and the mountain and sea world entered an extremely rare era of no respect. Until the rebellion of the sea king, three immortal tomb disciples entered the world, which are now the three supreme masters of Sanqing, Liuhe and Bahuang.

At that time, it was also the most prosperous period of Wanfa Xianzong, known as the prosperous age of Wanfa.

Five States participate in ten thousand laws, and four seas celebrate Xianzong.

Ten thousand patriarchal clan people, cherish their memory to this day.

Haotian Valley has also become the holy land of Wanfa immortal sect.

Xiang Yanghua made a dark shadow, quickly swept away to the depths of the valley, and a smile hung around his mouth.

If the disciples of wanfaxianzong knew that now this holy land has become a place for their young masters to meet their lovers, it is estimated that they will block the demonstration at the gate of Haotian palace?

At the end of the field, he didn't worry about turning over the rocks, but looked around first.

In fact, it's also very strange. What Ming Ming observed with his spiritual sense should be clearer, but sometimes he still trusts his eyes more. It's estimated that it's also because of the sequelae after meeting that array at the foot of Fuyu holy mountain.

Nothing special.

He then pulled his hand on the three finger wide stone crack in front of him. After exerting his force, his eyebrow suddenly wrinkled.

”Hmm? It's really weird!”

The strange piece of moss was at the deepest point of the stone crack, several feet deep from top to bottom. Xiang Yang deliberately restrained his strength for fear that it would be damaged.

However, with his current physical strength, although it seemed casual just now, there was at least the power of two mountains, but the boulder in front of him stood still, as if it had a root.

He suddenly became more interested. He circled around several boulders and looked up and down with his spiritual sense.

Finally, I found that there was nothing too mysterious, but these stones seemed to stand abruptly. In fact, the bottom was completely connected with the mountain behind. In addition, the texture was extremely hard and the force was small, so they naturally couldn't pull it.

The so-called power of several mountains, in fact, a mountain is equivalent to ten thousand kilograms. It is not really able to lift a mountain peak. It is not so exaggerated.

Now that you know the reason, there are ways.

Directly melt the bottom of the boulder with samadhi real fire, and easily move it to the side, and the moss the size of the fingernail is completely exposed in front of you.