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2893. Chapter 2893 Extremely fierce

With just one sword strike, the God Emperor of the Second Emperor Realm, Tianhong Weasel, died!

There were faint roars of ferocious beasts all around, and I sensed the smell of blood.

Even the eyes of Emperor Wuling couldn't help but shrink.

It only took a moment for the divine power in the body of the Immortal Immortal to be restored to this level!?

The pace of Emperor Wu Ling seemed to be a little slower. He took out the divine source stone and used his divine power like fire to burn the divine source stone to restore his divine power.

The corners of Qin Xuan's mouth were slightly curved, and the surrounding divine cores were like stars looming over the moon, lingering in them, swallowed by the imperial power, and refined into their origin.

In the Donglin Plain, Qin Xuan ran for several hours before reaching the Donglin King Mountain.

Qin Xuan never crossed this mountain, but took a detour.

In his eyes, he could see that among the mountains in the distance, there was a ruined ruin, but it was shining brightly.

There is a divine chain that goes straight into Donglinwang Mountain, as if it is setting off this ruins.

It was an ancient ruin in the God Realm. It was once the ancestral land of an ethnic group. Later, the ethnic group declined and remained in the royal domain.

Within it, there is the inheritance of that clan.

While walking around this mountain, Qin Xuan once again saw a huge cave, which seemed to lead to the bottom of Donglin King Mountain.

Outside the entrance of the cave, there was silence.

Qin Xuan's eyes condensed into reality. This is the huge pit of Donglin. Inside, there is a legendary artifact, which is above the Fifth Emperor Realm.

It is a pity that no one has been able to truly explore this Donglin giant pit for tens of thousands of years. Most of the creatures who entered the Donglin giant pit have perished.

Some who have never fallen dare not enter again.

No one has seen the shadow of the so-called fifth emperor realm artifact under the huge pit in Donglin. Some people even questioned that it is most likely just a gathering place for ferocious beasts, and there is no so-called artifact at all.

Passing by the huge pit in the East Forest, Qin Xuan's eyes saw a dozen ruins in total.

There are also ruins that have never been opened and are covered in dust under the mountains. The power of heaven and earth forms a strange phenomenon around them, protecting them.

Qin Xuan was galloping all the way, looking at the ruins around him, but he did not enter them or pay attention to them.

He had explored the ruins around Donglin King Mountain and learned some about them, but that was all.

These ruins have existed for who knows how many years. The God Emperor knows that God King Xiao still exists today, which shows how terrifying the danger contained within them is.

Day and night rotate, and the night wind howls.

Qin Xuan was still moving forward tirelessly, but behind him, the Emperor Wu Ling never gave up and followed closely.

However, Emperor Wu Ling no longer made a sound, nor did he press forward step by step. He just stood behind Qin Xuan, as if waiting, waiting for Qin Xuan to be unable to hold on any longer.

In contrast, Emperor Wu Ling, who did not need to pursue with all his strength, had recovered a lot of his divine power and energy.

The situation seemed to have suddenly reversed. Even if Qin Xuan could still hold on, as long as the Martial Spirit Emperor returned to his peak, Qin Xuan was also almost in a life and death crisis, narrowly escaping from death.

The reason why the two have been in a stalemate is because the Wuling Emperor is too eager for quick success.

He claimed to be in the fifth emperor realm, but Qin Xuan was not as powerful as him, so he kept trying to catch up, resulting in lack of spiritual power and exhaustion.

But he never thought that Qin Xuan, who had hundreds of millions of divine cores and possessed magical powers, had limited imperial power in his body, but could continuously replenish it, which put Emperor Wuling into such an embarrassing situation.

A mere Rainbow Weasel in the second imperial realm could stop him.

However, the death of Tianhong Weasel made Emperor Wu Ling react.

Why should he keep chasing after him? The Immortal Immortal in front of him is not as powerful as him. Even if his perseverance is astonishing and his power is endless, as long as he returns to his peak and waits for the Immortal Immortal to reveal his flaw, one strike will be enough to annihilate the Immortal Immortal.

Qin Xuan seemed to know the thoughts and calculations of Emperor Wu Ling, but he didn't care.

Even if Emperor Wuling intends to recover, he still has to catch up. Even if the speed slows down, it is impossible to lose his trace.

When the Martial Spirit Emperor returned to his peak, he had already reached his destination.

By then, even if the Martial Spirit Emperor is the number one among the eight divine clans, there is nothing he can do!

Although the two no longer took action, they seemed to be fighting and resisting invisibly.

This situation lasted for several days, until on the fourth day, the bright sun shrouded a foggy place, and Qin Xuan's body suddenly rushed into the cold fog.

The next moment, Emperor Wuling stopped.

He looked at the cold mist, his eyes condensing.

"Luo Wangyuan!"

"What he wants to go to is Luo Wangyuan!"

"Damn it!"

Emperor Wu Ling had already noticed it, but he never thought that the Immortal Immortal would really dare to do this.

Luowangyuan, to the east of the royal domain, is shrouded in cold fog all year round, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

There was a god-emperor who entered without a trace, and a hundred years have passed since he came out. His hair is gray and he is very old.

A great god from the divine realm entered it. Two hundred years later, he came out and entered the fourth emperor realm, where he proudly roamed the divine land.

There are also god-kings who came here because of their fame, but once they enter, they never return, and their corpses have not yet been found.

Because the God King once fell, King Yuan was also named after him!

This is an extremely dangerous place that has existed here for who knows how many years.

Even Emperor Wuling had been here before, but he never went deep enough to sense the crisis.

"I just want to see what you can do if you bring me here!?"

Taking a deep breath, the burly body of Emperor Wu Ling suddenly stepped into the cold mist and disappeared without a trace.

In the endless cold mist, I couldn't see my fingers.

A chill, even with the protection of Imperial Power, was seeping into Qin Xuan's body, and even the movement of Qin Xuan's Imperial Power fell into sluggishness.

Around the origin, as Qin Xuan entered the cold mist, wisps of misty cold mist emerged. If it continues, within three months, the origin that Qin Xuan has cultivated through hardships and dangers in this life will be frozen.

Sealed into a dead thing.

Qin Xuan has practiced so far, and his origin is so powerful that he is still like this.

If he were the God Emperor of the eight major divine clans, his divine core would probably be frozen in it.

Qin Xuan, however, condensed his hands, and in his hands, the imperial power condensed into a purple lantern.

This purple lantern seems to be leading the way forward.

At a certain step, Qin Xuan's feet were in the air, and a terrifying pulling force pulled Qin Xuan downwards in an instant.

Qin Xuan could use his imperial power to break free, but his power was like a mayfly shaking a tree, unable to shake the terrifying pulling power at all.

As the world rotates, Qin Xuan's imperial body seems to be sinking.

Qin Xuan reacted, dispersed the imperial power, and let his body sink.

I don't know how many breaths have fallen, but suddenly the clouds and fog dispersed all around, and endless rays of light filled Qin Xuan's eyes at this moment.

Before Qin Xuan could see clearly, there was a divine lock that penetrated Qin Xuan's chest.

boom!

The gods were locked into the wall, the emperor's blood was stained, and Qin Xuan's white clothes hung.

He looked into it, held the divine lock on his chest, and took a gentle breath.

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

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