Chapter 1132 (1/2)

Chaotic fog sea, dense fog, full of extreme terror here. Even a weed under your feet may kill people.

When ye Xuan and the holy king of the Yin sea returned to the origin, the trees around him made a noise, and the fog became more and more strong. Even ye Xuan's vision was affected.

”Ye Daoyou, as long as you can take me out, you are my friend of Yinhai Yimai. I will never forget the kindness of Dao you.” The holy king of the Yin sea was covering his broken arm and speaking weakly, and his face was full of fear.

Obviously, in this dangerous chaotic fog sea, ye Xuan has become the life-saving straw of the holy king of the Yin sea. How can we not let the holy king of the Yin sea lower his attitude towards Ye Xuan?

Unfortunately, ye Xuan did not answer, but observed the surrounding environment and was carefully sensing the smell of the monster.

Ow!

The fishy wind suddenly rises, the shadow suddenly appears, and the monster in the fog appears again, shooting straight at the holy king of the Yin sea.

Bang!

Ye Xuan punched out and directly blew the monster away.

But this is not over yet. Ye Xuan bullied him and wanted to capture the monster in his hand, but the chaotic fog sea suddenly surged. Before ye Xuan came to the monster, the monster disappeared strangely again.

”Brother ye, are you... Are you okay?”

The holy king of Yinhai was in a cold sweat. Even his title to Ye Xuan had been changed. He had just returned a Taoist friend, and now he has used the honorific title.

The holy king of the Yin sea was scared to death. Just now he almost thought he would be captured by the monster. If ye Xuan hadn't repulsed the monster in time, I'm afraid he would really die in the hands of the monster.

”You stay close to me. Don't leave.” Ye Xuan strode towards the depths of the fog sea, and the holy king of the Yin sea nodded repeatedly. Even if ye Xuan didn't remind him, he would never leave half a step.

A holy King level figure needs a great saint to protect him. The mood of the holy king of the Yin sea is extremely complex, but he can only sigh if he can't use his cultivation.

”Ye Daoyou? Is there Taoist Ye ahead? ”

Suddenly, the two of Ye Xuan had just walked out of the ten miles, and a vague figure appeared in the fog ahead. Isn't it the tailing holy king or who?

”Tai Ling, are you still alive?”

The holy king of Yinhai was shocked. He thought that the holy king of tailing had been killed by the monster. Unexpectedly, the other party was not dead.

Step, step.

The holy king of Tai Ling hurried to the two people. He was dressed in dishevelled hair and had many scars on his body. A lot of blood had soaked his clothes.

”Don't mention it. Fortunately, I was in the realm of the nine heaven holy king and forcibly sacrificed out of the holy king world, which allowed me to save my life.” The holy king of Tai Ling was still in fear.

”Oh?”

Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly and kept looking at the holy king of Tai Ling. A strange color crossed from the bottom of his eyes.

”Taoist priest Tai Ling has advanced accomplishments. I wonder if there is a way out?” Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

”Yes, you brought us into this Tianyuan country. You must know more about it than we do. Taoist priest, you'd better find a way.” The holy king of the Yin sea looked around at the terrible environment and said anxiously.

”What can I do? I'm trapped here, too?” The holy king of Tai Ling had no choice but to shake his head.

”Really?”