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

It's not that Xiang Yang is familiar with this place, and he can't know what the original terrain of Wangtian Island was like.

The point is that the appearance of Nahai Lake is too abrupt, as if the entire island has been slashed in the center, and around Nahai Lake, there is a black reef, leaving many traces of battle.

For tens of thousands of years, the traces of human activity have long been covered by lush trees, but the traces of these battles have been magically preserved, although many have been weathered or erased by the tide, but under the sky, everything is not hidden.

Xiang Yang strolled forward, not in a hurry or impatient, Sanxiang followed behind with his head down, his body was too heavy, walking on the beach next to the lake, often with his calves gone, which annoyed him, but the master was in front, where did he dare to speak.

After crossing the sea lake, there are several continuous hills more than ten miles ahead, which are not too high, one of them is only more than 2,000 zhang, and compared with the giant peaks in Zhongshenzhou, which are tens of thousands of zhang at every turn, they can only be regarded as small hills.

Xiang Yang's spiritual sense is so perverted now, before he arrived, he had already touched the situation there, and strangely, no trace of the three princesses was found.

"Well, is it true that like the Floating Jade Mountain Range, there is also an underground world? Hey, these wrecks were left behind by the immortal cultivators back then..."

After a few moments, the two of them had reached the foot of the central hill, and found many broken bricks and tiles in the layers of bushes.

Xiang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at it, got up and walked directly 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, and the direction of the three princesses can be deduced.

On these hills, there are no too tall trees, the lowest is a half-human height iron thorn vine, and the upper part is a black-leaved maple, and the highest is a metasequoia mixed in it, but it is only about ten zhang high.

In the bushes, there are a lot of small beasts and insects, and they are not afraid of people, and when they saw the two of them passing, they avoided some at most, and then they looked at it in a daze.

"It's not like it's often haunted..."

Xiang Yang muttered, faintly uneasy in his heart, almost halfway up the mountain, after being condescending, his spiritual sense covered a wider range, these peaks were almost completely shrouded, but the three princesses were still nowhere to be seen.

"It shouldn't be, Twenty-Seven is already a Six Tribulation Immortal Beast, and the other two princesses are slightly inferior, but they are already at the level of Immortal Beasts, not to mention that there are two Seven Tribulation Immortal Beast Commanders, that is a true emperor-level master... Is there a greater force than them in this place?"

It took several hours to survey the peaks of the mountains, and even the other side of the island, but the three princesses were still nowhere to be found.

Halfway up the mountain, the bushes were replaced by bare black rocks, and the traces that had been left behind were naturally gone, and it was impossible to guess where they were.

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

It was impossible to go underground, he summoned Mo Ji and asked her to go around all the stone crevices, and it had been confirmed that there must be no space like the underground world in the belly of the mountain or even under the mountain.

But the Stoneback Spirit Tortoise was controlled by the Turtle Clan's leader, and they wouldn't pull it down even if they didn't say goodbye...

Did something really happen? Where did it go?"

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and remembered the seal in Haotian Valley.

Some time ago, a pair of little lovers were really good at mixing oil in honey, and under the boundless blessings, he even forgot about it, and never mentioned it to Lu Ya'er.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly feel refreshed.

Could there be some powerful cave here?

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

After the twelfth layer of the Heaven and Earth Furui Ten Thousand Soul Formula, if his spiritual sense is a one-way exploration, the distance can reach dozens of miles, but it is not so wide when it is spread out, but under the bonus of the sacrificial altar, the perspective of the Heavenly Dao can still completely envelop several mountains.

The terrain here is much more complex than Haotian Valley, every inch of soil, rocks, every tree and even grass must be completely reflected in his heart, and then he has to analyze it, if there is no Tianyan, he can't support it at all.

More than half an hour passed, but nothing was found.

Unlike his use of refining magic weapons and drawing formations, the consumption of spiritual consciousness was too great, as if it was a low tide, and it was about to be exhausted in just half an hour, and even the support of the Climbing Tree and the Ice Lily was almost unable to keep up.

Forcibly enduring the bursts of vertigo, Xiang Yang was ruthless, and in the sacrificial altar, the blood-colored chains suddenly lit up, and the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor was originally lying in the center with weak energy, and suddenly he trembled straight, and let out a low cow mooing sound, and then, the already short body directly shrank by one percent, and the color also faded a little.

After getting the feedback of the altar, Xiang Yang's situation was alleviated a little, although the Dragon Emperor was only a remnant soul, but the original strength was there after all, but this became a remnant soul, and Xiang Yang's spiritual sense was directly filled.

After another half an hour, he smiled bitterly and withdrew Lingjue from the sacrificial altar, then put it away, lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, then shook his head strangely.

The so-called dark under the lamp, I'm afraid it's my own situation, right?

I searched all the peaks, and I didn't let go of even a single ant, but what I never expected was that the key point was 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 point of the legendary 'one sand and one world', if it is also a cave or inheritance, it should no longer be a thing of the mountain and sea realm..."

"It's strange, the three princesses and those two commanders shouldn't be proficient in formation, and I didn't even need to work so hard to find out... How did they get in? Could it be that someone else brought them in?"

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

For a while, Xiang Yang was full of doubts in his heart, but no matter what, he had to break this seal first.

It seemed to be a thumb-sized piece of gravel, no different from the stone next to it, but from the perspective of Heavenly Dao, it still made Xiang Yang see a trace of strangeness.

Under the weight of the sacrificial altar, the position of the other stones has changed slightly, but it is as if it has taken root, and it does not move at all...