Chapter 905

"you go to the grave and burn newspapers to fool ghosts!"

Zhang Xing disdain of the mouth, the heart is a hundred do not believe.

It's really stingy to think of him as a huge mountain with 200000 lower grade spirit stones.

"Since you have difficulties, I don't have to. If it's convenient, I'd like to visit these Millennium peaks."

As soon as the topic of Zhang Xing changed, he flashed all the people in wanrenshan on the spot.

What's the meaning of this kid? He doesn't want to be a spiritual stone, but he wants to visit Wanren mountain?

There must be something fishy.

"Master Zhang, our mountain gate is nothing to see. It's a world of ice and snow. Let's talk about Lingshi."

Wan Chong Shan couldn't figure out Zhang Xing's mind and tried to find out the way.

"Spirit stone is of no use to me. I don't want it. Just let me visit your door."

Zhang Xing did not have any expression on his face, which seemed to be a temporary intention.

"This I'll show you around. "

Even if Zhang Xing had any bad ideas, he couldn't raise any big waves in the mountain gate.

After all, both sides shook hands and made peace, and he would not be able to do so again.

If we don't give you a chance, it's over.

"Hehe, let's go. I'll walk around and leave."

Zhang Xing said with a smile.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen other elders followed him, accompanying Zhang Xing to visit.

An hour later, wanchongshan and a dozen elders complained bitterly about Zhang Xing.

The boy ran aimlessly, flying eastward and westward. He seemed interested in everything and not interested in anything.

Unknowingly, they came to the depths of Wanren mountain, an iceberg with ancient vicissitudes.

"Why? What is that? "

Zhang Xing sees a single ice crystal at the top of the iceberg, which is nine feet nine feet high and one foot wide. From the outside, it looks like a giant sword. The ninth novel network www.xiaoshuo9.com

"Oh, this is the treasure left by our ancestors."

Looking at this ice crystal, Wan Chong Shan has pride and regret in his eyes.

"It's like a sword." Zhang Xing looked at the way.

"Yes, this is the sword of my ancestors. It's just Oh, forget it. Don't say it. "

Wan Chong Shan didn't seem to want to talk about the sword. He shook his head and sighed.

"If I'm right, it's a sword of holy treasure."

Zhang Xing is smelling this kind of ancient vicissitudes breath.

Just wandering around was just a cover up.

"Master Zhang really has good eyesight. Our ancestors are saints. Of course, we should wear the sword of saints."

The proud way of Wanzhong mountain.

"A piece of holy treasure is thrown here casually. Don't you fear losing it?"

Zhang Xing asked with a strange face.

"Ha ha..."

Wan Chong Shan gave a deep smile and then turned to look at the other elders.

The more than ten elders also showed a mocking smile.

"Ha ha, the worry of the master Zhang is superfluous. No one can steal him."

"Oh? Elder Wan, why is this Zhang Xing went to the sword and watched it carefully.

"Ha ha, to be honest with the headmaster Zhang, my ancestors passed down the Edict and left this sword to someone who was destined for it."

"No matter who it is, no matter what empire he is, as long as he can pull the sword out of the mountain, it belongs to whoever it is."

"A thousand years have passed, all the heroes and heroines in the world all want to have this sword, no matter how many stars they are, but no one can have this blessing."

"They come and go one by one, but no one has tried to do so now."

"And my disciples can only look at the holy sword and sigh