Xuanhuan: at the Beginning of the Game, I Got Di Luo's Heavy Pupils

　　Forced another look at the gold sticker.

　　This time Qin Luo saw part of it clearly.

　　The content on the gold sticker has a total of [-] words.

　　Every word is extremely unfamiliar and obscure.

　　Just looking at it, I feel like the sky is falling, and once I read it, I don't know what the scene should be like?

　　I am afraid!

　　One big world may collapse.

　　Obviously!

　　Now Qin Luo can only read part of it, but this part may also be able to shock and kill some great emperors and supreme beings.

　　"but……"

　　"There is a price to pay."

　　Qin Luo murmured.

　　He was able to perceive that when he recited the real name of the Emperor of Heaven, he would also be attacked by his will, and once he exceeded his ability to bear, he would likely collapse.

　　The body is destroyed, the soul is crushed!

　　【Ding! 】

　　[The host can observe the real name of the Emperor of Heaven! 】

　　Just when Qin Luo gave up and continued to observe the gold stickers.

　　The sound of the system came.

　　then!

　　A cool energy flows in every corner of the body.

　　After that, Qin Luo felt that his previous impression of Jin Tie gradually became clearer.

　　"The system blocked that invisible force, the power of erasing!"

　　Qin Luo was surprised.

　　Then he sank into his mind again.

　　Look carefully at those one hundred and twenty words, trying to get something else useful from them.

　　He wants to know, which Heavenly Emperor!

　　hum!

　　sink into the mind.

　　Touch slowly.

　　Invisibly, the immortal rune flickered in the depths of the body and soul.

　　It seemed to move slightly with Qin Luo's breathing, and the light and dark were indefinite, flickering and dazzling like starlight.

　　boom!

　　A terrible will strike came.

　　Terrible!

　　Can suppress everything.

　　No one can match this will.

　　overbearing!

　　Doctrine forever.

　　Like a character from a creation myth taking a glance.

　　hum!

　　Qin Luo's consciousness shook.

　　being impacted.

　　Blood bleeds from the corners of his mouth, and soul fragments are flying.

　　But soon!

　　The air of the gods and demons circulated between the breaths, and the body gradually turned into a state of chaos.

　　In a pair of eyes, there is the movement of the big world and the reflection of the gods, demons, gods, and gods, as if to overthrow and rebuild the whole world.

　　more importantly……

　　The three Myriad Spirit Charts flickered, suppressing everything, and stabilizing everything like a needle of Ding Hai Shen.

　　at last!

　　under various means.

　　Qin Luo was still steady.

　　He saw a picture.

　　It's a figure!

　　Great shore.

　　At a glance.

　　Trembling.

　　It feels like the sky and the earth are overturned, the sun and the moon are reversed, and the whole person seems to fall into the endless abyss!

　　His figure is blurred!

　　At a glance.

　　He doesn't seem to exist in ancient history, in the long river of time.

　　Even any cause and effect in the world has nothing to do with it.

　　Thousands of years at a glance!

　　The world is up and down!

　　Gradually……

　　Qin Luo murmured to himself: "Huang..."

　　At the moment of uttering the name.

　　Ding!

　　A crisp bell sounded, and then pictures appeared again in Qin Luo's mind.

　　He remembers...

　　such a picture.

　　He saw it three times.

　　the first time!

　　The first acquisition of Wanlingtu.

　　A sword cuts the eternity.

　　Disconnect all!

　　cut off everything.

　　Create the perfect world.

　　the second time!

　　Asgard condensed.

　　The immortal scriptures manifest.

　　There is a long coffin that carries the Heavenly Emperor's journey!

　　the third time!

　　It's now.

　　Qin Luo felt more and more impressed with the Emperor of Heaven.

　　The next moment!

　　Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

　　The look is flying and heroic!

　　The young man is like a fairy, more and more detached from the dust!

　　The chaotic fog lingered in his eyes, and the fairy light overflowed and rolled back, as if Qin Luo was going to emerge as a fairy in the next moment.

　　"Heavenly Emperor Picture!"

　　Qin Luo spoke lightly.

　　A finger pressed the void.

　　Silver lightning dances, void chaos.

　　One stroke at a time!

　　One tick and one drop!

　　Qin Luo's fingers slid in the void.

　　Actually gradually outline a figure...

　　First, there is a vague outline and line.

　　As soon as three or four paintings fell, the void began to tremble violently.

　　An indescribable rhythm erupted!