Chapter 4710 (1/2)

With Ling Han all the way, and this run, actually as long as half a year, this just stopped.

In the distance, the speed of the flame storm finally slowed down, and slowly disappeared.

Hiss, Ling cold bares teeth.

At the speed of the emperor to be, how terrible is this place?

”What kind of flame is this?” Ling Han asked, clearly there are no rules, but also strong.

”This is the most original energy of heaven and earth. I don't know,” he said

”Now?” Ling Han didn't entangle himself in this aspect. Now he is not qualified to master the nine star rule, let alone the origin?

Martial arts are gradual.

”Keep going.”

They went on again and again. After the fire storm swept, the place was calm again. Because the earth was compressed countless times, a grain of sand was the weight of a star. Therefore, even if such a flame burned, it would only leave a piece of scorched black, and did not cause too much damage.

Ling Han is frowning, because he did not see the earth burning black when he walked here for the first time.

He looked at doggafo, who nodded and said, ”this is not just a fire storm, there are other natural disasters.”

Therefore, it is not only time-consuming but also luck to pass through this area.

When you're not lucky, you may have to go back and forth for hundreds of years.

Sure enough, just two months later, Ling and Han didn't even reach the end of the last time, so they saw a meteorite rain in the sky.

Bang, bang, bang, this is too terrible. Every one falls down, and there are pits on the ground, with a diameter of 10 Zhang.

This shocked Ling Han. If you know that he did his best, he could only blow out a pit of ten feet in size. What is the concept of this ten foot pit?

Would you like to be emperor? Even emperor?

The meteorite rain also swept over from the front, so there was no way out. Ling Han and doggafo had to retreat again.

Fortunately, the meteorite rain is not moving fast, so they can retreat calmly.

The problem is, it's too slow.

If it's not for the time flow here, a hundred years have passed, and only one year has passed outside. Otherwise, we will die in a hurry.

This retreat took three years.

The meteorite rain finally stopped, and Ling Han and doggafo moved forward again.

In front of such a heaven and earth power, Ling Han didn't want to block it with Qing bamboo sword or chaos extreme thunder tower.

You know, even the great emperor may fall here, and the emperor's soldiers are not so good.

They moved forward for two months, six months and eight months. This time, their luck turned better and they did not encounter any natural storm again.

Two years later, a city appeared in front of us.

From a distance, it looks like a dragon head, emitting a strong domineering spirit.

This!

It's not really the real dragon emperor, is it?

Ling Han is also a little shaken, but he has made sure that the real dragon really has to hang up.

Instead of going forward rashly, he set out his divine consciousness and headed for the city.

Boom!

Just for a moment, a majestic and domineering atmosphere will suddenly come, incomparable indifference, without a trace of emotion.

”Where is the night light?” An idea explodes in the sea of knowledge between Ling Han and dodecafo.

Ling Han immediately spurted blood from his seven orifices, and almost fainted in the past. Fortunately, he knew the sea and had a beam of light of the road, so that he barely kept awake.

And dorgafo was not much better, and his face turned pale.

Boom!

At this time, I saw the city ahead, a claw suddenly out.

Five claws, gold.

This is Dragon claws!