Chapter 511

"Well?" Just when the rocks were loosened, Han Xuan frowned. He was not frightened. It was just because there seemed to be some heavenly power in the canyon. Besides the core world source of a world, who else had the ability to send out heavenly power.

"Ha ha ha, I'm afraid. Go to die for me!" Lao Yang laughs wildly and waves his hand hard. With the movement of his hand, the boulder on Han Xuan's head vibrates fiercely.

The ability of Lao Yang is that he can materialize his subconscious after contacting with the ancient bronze tree. In short, he has what he wants, but he needs to guide this ability, which is that as long as he believes that this thing will happen, it can happen.

"No, it's not the original flavor of the world. It's just something similar." After observing for a moment, Han Xuan decisively judges that this is not the origin of the world.

"Bronze trees, even if there is no origin of the world, but want to have a lot to do with it!" If it can be similar to the original flavor of the world, it is impossible to believe what Han Xuan said if there is no connection.

"Boom"

"Ha ha ha, die! Die

Listening to Lao Yang's crazy smile, Han Xuan shakes his head, slowly raises his right hand and grabs void.

"Kaka kaka"

The air produced a sonic boom in their hands, and the huge stones that were about to fall on their heads were crushed by some force, and piles of powder were scattered around them.

"Is it a man, or a ghost, or a God?" The old itch sitting on the ground looks at Han Xuan stupidly.

"Daddada"

Step light ring, just a few steps, Han Xuan came to old itch body.

"I'm not interested in meddling in your affairs, but you'd better not put your mind on me, or you'll be like that boulder!" Squatting down, looking at the old itch flashing eyes, Han Xuan said softly.

"He's coming. Get up. You don't want him to see anything. Come on!" Although Han Xuan's divine sense is not available, the monk's perception is not a decoration.

Stand up, scan an eye to look for a time, "here can't be seen by you!"

Smile a little, hand knead method Jue.

"San"

The white stone powder on the ground has disappeared completely. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that there has just been a battle here. Well, it can't be called a battle. It's just a small fight.

This magic small hand can make old itch eye opening, the face that is called a good-looking, a variety of expressions constantly changing.

"What kind of monster have I met?" He sighed, but he soon picked up his mood, stood up and patted the dust on his body, and his face recovered.

In a minute!

"Old itch, if you don't give me an account, our friendship for more than ten years will be over!" When Wu Xiyi came here, the package on his back hit the ground hard. After bending down and gasping for breath, he pointed to Lao Yang and yelled.

"Lao, Lao Wu, how can we break our friendship? Just now I heard this gentleman's cry and came to have a look!" Old itch tells a lie without blinking.

"Well, have you found anything?" After complaining, Wu Xie looked around the scene.

Aiming at Han Xuan, the old itch pointed to the top, "there's a passage, I don't know where to go. I've seen it before!" The cave above is naturally the entrance to the ancient bronze tree, from which Lao Yang escaped three years ago.

"You're smart!" See old itch is not hiding, Han Xuan secretly nodded.

"It's going to be a big show next!"