The Human Emperor

“Buzz!”

At that moment, Wang flushed cold, his heart grey.

Second gap!

The gap from Duan Gequan's bombardment has not yet been closed. There is a second gap in the Senluo Star Battle Formation. Wang punched around and looked around, and more places, can't hold on! The mountains are fluctuating, and Annandu's guards scream before they die.

“Is this really the heavens that want me to die, Datang...”

At this moment, Wang fluttered with trembling chestnuts, his heart was dripping blood, endless pain came like tide, strong almost choking.

“Why? Why is this happening? ”

“Why did God reborn me and let me go through all this? ”

“Isn't it enough in the last lifetime to let Middle-earth and Datang go through the fate of his previous life again? ”

……

Wang punched his eyes and bled, and a voice in his heart shouted angrily and angrily. In trance, a scene from the previous life appeared before us again, the burning of the Middle Earth, the fractured dragon flag, the collapsed Great Tang, the thousands of corpses in fear, turned into a dead and alive people, still in the Iron Horse glacier, flew in, spreading death and despair of exotic invaders...

It all started with the collapse of the southwest. If even the Southwest tragedy can't be stopped, how can we stop the fate of Da Tang?

At this moment, Wang Zheng's painful inability to breathe.

At the moment of death in the previous life, that kind of pain, frustration, powerlessness and remorse came to mind again.

“No, even if I die, I will never let this happen again in front of me--! ”

Wang strongly held the right hand of Uzi steel sword and the left hand of Little Yin Yang sword. His hands raised blue bars and suddenly made a shocking roar in the army formation.

“Thunderbolt! ”

As if in response to Wang Chong's cry, on the top of the mountain, the wind was huge, suddenly a huge blue thunderbolt flew through the clouds, hissing, warhorses, this sudden appearance of thunderbolt stunned all the Mongu allies.

At the foot of the mountain, even Daqin Ruozan revealed amazing divinity.

“In any case, I will never admit to losing! —— ”

“In any case, I will never admit to losing! —— ”

“In any case, I will never admit to losing! —— ”

……

“There has never been a savior in this world, there is no destiny, my destiny is my own choice! —— ”

Wang Zheng's heart is getting louder and louder. In the underworld, a power that has never been felt burns like a flame in the body, and it's getting stronger and louder. Anger, infinite anger, unwillingness, strong unwillingness, the next moment!

Boom!

A clear sword roared through the sky, and the king swung the long sword in his hand and rushed to the sky.

“War! War! Battle!”

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

“Die! Die! Die!”

“Even if tens of millions of people back, I would never back down, even if everyone gave up, I would never give up!! ”

“Southwest won't lose, Datang won't lose,... I won't lose! ”

……

The last word, turned into a shout of heaven and earth!

The long sword swept through the air and a platoon of Mongolian Allied soldiers quickly fell down. Rolling blood gushed out of these soldiers and gathered into Wang Chong's body.

The blood of these bees, like some kind of bait, inspires something deep inside a king's punch.

Clicks, a bean-like dense bone crisp sound coming out of the body, Wang Chung's body suddenly pulled up a section when it was impossible, and in his body, a pound of incredible power burst out.

Boom, Dantian vibrated, just in a breathing room, a new giant thorn halo was born under Wang's feet. Almost simultaneously, Wang Chong finally broke the bottleneck to Xuan Wu Realm for a long time, and truly set foot in Xuan Wu Realm.

“Buzz!”

The wind danced, a blood-red force spread from the root of Wang Chong to the tip of his hair, winking between his eyes, and the long black hair of Wang Zheng's head suddenly turned into a demonic blood-colored long hair.

Not only is it long hair full, but even Wang Chung's eyes have turned bloody eyes, full of the smell of killing, madness and brutality.

But by this time, Wang Chung was completely invisible, and his eyes were red.

“In any case, I will never lose! —— ”

An increasing amount of dissatisfaction and anger grew wildly in Wang Zheng's mind, booming, and Wang Zheng's speed surged suddenly and electrocuted out. Boom Lung Lung, a pale bloody blade flashed through the void, and a fragment of the Mongu coalition fell down.

“You can't lose, you can't lose, you can't lose! —— ”

Wang Chong's figure passed through the void again, and in a terrible scream, the Moongwu coalition fell again. Rolling blood, caught by an invisible force, poured wildly into Wang Chong's body.

In Wang Chong's body, “Little Yin Yang Jing" roared. When he broke into Xuan Wu Realm, he broke away from the constant boundary fetter. Under the stimulus of rolling blood, Wang Chong's strength began to grow wildly at an unprecedented rate.

Boom!

With an earthquake in Dantian, but in an instant, Wang Zhong reached the realm of Xuan Wu Realm. Behind him, dozens of Mungu cavalry men fell with their horses on the ground.

“Grab Wang Chong and reward all households! ”

The endless number of Mongu Allied warriors thrilled, as if they could never be killed clean.

A cold light flashed through the sky in a row of screams.

Dark Martial Arts Double!

Wang Chong's strength is still soaring...

“Kill him, he has only one man, don't be afraid!! ”

Shouting to kill the array, in the roar of the sky, a huge figure climbed up the mountain, a tall Zhendan giant. Ho, man has not yet stabilized, a large, trunk-like iron stick immediately pressed the top of Tarzan, sweeping the past towards Wang.

“He's mine! —— ”

Zhendan Giant growls and sends out a language that only he can understand.

The thick iron stick suddenly splits into two pieces and the cut is smooth as a mirror. The huge Zhendan Giant looked at the iron bars in his hand, stubborn, but had yet to wait for him to react. Pfft, a sword penetrated his heart deeply and also broke his life.

Black Warrior Triple!

The immense Zhendan Giant opened his eyes and burst into incredible weight before Wang Zheng's body, his full of blood rolled into Wang Chung's body.

“Kill! Kill! Kill everyone in front of you! Strength, I need tremendous strength, endless strength! ”

Wang Chong's blood is getting red in front of him.

Boom!

Dragon Dragon Spear!

Wang Chong radiated again, except this time, the green illusion in the sky turned into red blood, boom, Wang Chong radiated from the air down, heavy fell on the top of the mountain.

Ah, in the scream, hundreds of Mongu Allied soldiers fell, and the blood fog burst out of their bodies, pouring into the King's punch like a tide. Wang Chong's strength is promoted again--

Black Warrior Quadruple!

“Shit! What is that?”

At the same time as Wang Zheng spreads the dragon gun heavy fall, the burning blood light in the vast army is extremely prominent, equally attracting a strong mood in the battlefield, Monsieur Meng Xuan Wushu!

Though the human figure in the blood light cannot be seen, there is no doubt that the blood light has obstructed the army.

"The long sword was drawn, and the monsieur of the Xuanmu realm flashed a cold light in his eyes and abruptly mounted an Mu Hai Goddess, rushing toward the top of the mountain like lightning bolts.

Fifty, thirty, twenty, when the distance is only ten --

“Boom Boom Boom! ”

When the cold light flashed, the Monsieur Daiwu of Xuan Wu realm would vacate from the horse's back and cross the countless Mongu Allied warriors from the air, wrapping a violent hurricane like a skillful one, approaching and dividing towards the king and chopping the past.

Boom!

Monsieur Xuan Wu's kung fu knocked the sword in his hand against Wang's foot. Only heard a rumbling sound, the smoke rolled, and the anger was huge. Only a circle of obvious black, red, and foreign energy centered on two people, exploded violently.

Wang Zheng's insane killing was finally stopped after the warlord appeared.

“Huh, boy, you are dead! ”

Monsieur's warlord shouted and swept his eyes hard into the depths of the blood.

But the next moment, poof, a long sword quickly penetrated his heart.

Monsieur Daimu will open his eyes and look incredibly at the sword that has penetrated his heart. Then Wang Chuang sword dumped, bang to the ground, motionless.

Fifth Xuan Qi Layer!

After absorbing the strength of the Mengxia Daiwu, Wang Zhong's power surged once again.

“Kill! Kill! Power, I need endless power! ”

Clicking, Wang Chong Bone Festival burst, the original tall body demonic burst up again, becoming taller and taller. Around him, the fog gathered.

The power of mini-yin and yang techniques has shown the greatest power in this fierce war. The more Wang Jiao kills, the more power he absorbs, the more horrible his strength becomes, the more power, speed, agility, and overall improvement, completely unspeakable as before.

For the first time in this world, little Yin and Yang techniques embody its horrors on the regular battlefield.

“Congratulations to the host for killing a Monsignor Warlord on the front battlefield! Complete 'Enemy Halo' to open the second condition! …… ”

A voice sounded in Wang's head, but it soon disappeared when it was submerged in the dense and numb warnings of Destiny Stone. And Wang Chong didn't even hear it.

Boom!

Wang Zheng slaughtered the ground, burst, powerful energy erupted, ah, in a sudden scream, countless Mongu Allied warriors, together with war horses, were thrown into the air.

“Kill him! ”

Among the large army, two Meng Wu coalition generals arrived, one left and one right, jointly killed.

But the next moment, the two big heads flew together. They couldn't even keep up with him at all and capture his figure.

- Six of a kind!

With the internal strength of these General Meng Wu, Wang Chong's strength was once again upgraded to level 1.

Confusion, killing, bloodshed… these systems have become Wang Chong's uplifting nutrients. And what's even more terrifying is that there's a much stronger force in Wang Chong's heart that is driving his strength.

“Kill, kill, kill! War! War! ”

A strong intent to kill rose wildly in Wang Zheng's heart. This intent to kill was so intense that the blues in Wang Zheng's body, prompted by this intent to kill, rose and twisted from under the skin.

Strong intent to kill is real, and the tide is getting stronger and stronger, almost tearing the chest apart. The more intense Wang Chong's killing intent, the more red his body became, and the more intense the blood mist in his body, the more visible he became in the battlefield.