Chapter 2893 (2/2)

When the emperor Wuling recovered to his peak, he had already arrived at his destination.

At that time, even if the Wuling emperor is the first person of the eight Protoss, he can't help it!

They are no longer fighting, but they seem to be fighting in an invisible way.

This situation lasted for several days, until on the fourth day, the sun was enveloped in a fog filled place, and Qin Xuan suddenly rushed into the cold fog.

The next moment, Emperor Wuling stopped.

He looked at the cold fog, a pair of eyes in condensation.

”Fall to Wang Yuan!”

”What he wants to go to is luowangyuan!”

”Damn it

Emperor Wuling had already noticed, but he never thought that the immortal really dared to do so.

Luowangyuan, the east of Wangyu, is shrouded in cold fog all the year round.

There was once a God Emperor who came in without a trace. It has been over a hundred years since he came out.In the last two hundred years, the emperor came out of the divine realm.

There is also a famous God King, a never return, so far have not seen his bones.

Because once fell God King, fall Wang Yuan, also take this as the name!

This is a very dangerous place. It has been here for many years.

Even emperor Wuling had been here, but he didn't go deep and felt the crisis.

”I want to see what you can do if you lead me here!”

Take a deep breath, Emperor Wuling's massive body suddenly stepped into the cold fog, and there was no trace.

I can't see my fingers in the endless cold fog.

A chill, even with the protection of Dili, permeates into Qin Xuan's body. Even the Dili operation of Qin Xuan is slow.

Around the origin, with Qin Xuan into the cold fog, there are wisps of misty cold fog. If it continues, in March, Qin Xuan's origin, which has been cultivated through hardships and dangers in his life, will be frozen into death.

So far, Qin Xuan's cultivation has been based on his great strength.

If you were the God Emperor of the eight Protoss, I'm afraid its god core would be frozen in it.

Qin Xuan is hands coagulation Jue, in his hands, Dili condensed into a purple lamp.

This purple lamp seems to be leading its way.

In a certain step, Qin Xuan's foot is empty, and a terrible pulling force pulls Qin Xuan down in an instant.

Qin Xuan could have broken away from the imperial power, but his power was like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it was hard to shake the terrible pulling power.

Heaven and earth rotate, Qin Xuan's emperor is sinking.

Qin Xuan reaction, scattered Dili, let the body sink.

I don't know how much I've sunk, but the clouds are all around me, and the endless rays are in Qin Xuan's eyes at this moment.

Before Qin Xuan could see it clearly, there was a magic lock that ran through Qin Xuan's chest.

Boom!

God locked into the wall, the emperor's blood fell, Qin Xuan dressed in white.

He looked at them, holding the lock on his chest, and took a gentle breath.

”I've been here twice, but it's the same!”