The Human Emperor

“Phantom! ”

The benthic waves reacted instantly, and the face became incredibly ugly. With his current modification, ordinary illusion and phantom is a sculptural trick, can't get into his magic eyes, and can't be confused with him. But Wang Chong's phantom has actually reached the point where even his perception can be deceived into the past, which is obviously not a normal illusion or phantom.

“Boom! ”

There was no time to think, a strong golden light with devastating terror, suddenly ejected from the back of the benthic wave and turned into a giant piece of armor, such as steel like iron, blocked behind.

Boom Lung, Wang Chong's Uzi steel sword can even cut iron like mud, easily cut into two segments, but the impact on the armor of this layer of entering micro-energy, can not be inched in.

Instead of injuring the benthic wave, Wang Chung was shocked dozens of steps back in the air by the exploding wave.

“Go, look out! His grasp of micro-entry power is getting purer, and if you give him more time, you won't be able to fight him very soon. Think about the origin of Qi that Master told you, he has just learned the power of entering the microenvironment, can not enter the world of Qi, find a way to cut off his energy source. ”

The voices of the wicked old man came from afar. His eyes were cold and his face was heavy.

Though the battle between Wang Chung and Khu Deebo is no longer possible because of the serious injuries in his body, the evil old man has been looting in the distance, staring dead at both of them and observing all the details. His visibility, insight, and vast combat experience soon led him to understand the key to dealing with Dreddy Wave.

Whistle!

An electric lightning stone firehouse, a spiritual light passed through Wang Zheng's mind. When he heard the words of the evil emperor, Wang instantly provoked millions of ripples in his mind. Master is right, there is a huge bloom in Benedictine, at least he is not able to enter the natural world of Qi yet.

The natural world of Qi is not owned by everyone, but is unique to the master. Through the most legendary and unique kung fu "Ten Thousand Gas Marine Techniques” of the entire Zhongtu Shenzhou province, the master himself learned the origin of Qi, and then passed it on to the village chief and Wang Chong. The two of them can enter the origin world of Qi.

But unlike Benedictine, he hasn't studied oceanography, and naturally it's impossible to enter the natural world of gas, that is...

The next moment, Wang Chong's mind flashed with countless sparks. In a moment, Wang Chong instantly divided a part of his consciousness and burst into the world where gas originated.

The sight is strange, it is an infinite world of energy, but unlike the world previously seen, at this moment, Wang Chung saw the gas of the source world, all energy is raging. The war has radically changed the distribution of energy around Poros. Instead, Wang Chung immediately saw the countless energy vortexes on this battlefield, which vary in size, color and intensity.

It's the warlords of all sides!

Wang Shong instantly reacted. Everyone on all sides was so consumed that their strength was not enough to intervene in the war between themselves and Dredgbo that they hurried to absorb energy and regain strength in preparation for a fierce attack after the battle between themselves and Dredgbo had ended.

“This should be Benedictine. ”

Wang Chong's gaze quickly shifted from these warlords to the largest energy vortex in front of him.

This energy vortex is unimaginably large, large and fierce enough to discredit and overshadow the other warlords.

And if you look closely, this raging black hole, this huge vortex that swallows up the surrounding energy, it looks extremely disruptive, and all the energy flows are irregular, and even some of it collides and extinguishes with each other. Even ordinary warriors see and know that this enormous vortex of energy is extremely unstable, as if it could perish at any moment.

His injuries are far worse than imagined.

Wang punched through at this point. Benedictine may be able to conceal them, but energy breath cannot conceal people.

In terms of the degree of disruption of these energies, the situation in Benedictine is, I'm afraid, 10,000 times worse than what he showed in front of the crowd.

Even so, the benthic wave has not yet reached the point of collapse. Along that huge swirl center like a black hole, Wang immediately saw a red gold energy, as tough as steel wire, pouring down from the highest part of the world where the gas originated, into the center of the swirl.

That energy, though not so large, was only half as thick as chopsticks, but his energy was constantly increasing. Wang Chung looked up along this red gold energy and saw the deepest source of gas at a glance. The energy of the benthic wave originates from several light spheres that are bigger than the sun, dozens of times more intense, hanging high above it.

Into micro-energy!

In an instant, Wang punched his mind to the heart, and everything was in hand. The energy source of the benthic wave is the higher-level space energy above the head.

Though at first glance it seems that it is not too far away and can be touched by effort, Wang Zheng knows that the difference between the peak of the holy state of arms and entering the microland is not distance, but countless space-time.

Without understanding the mysteries of entering the microenvironment, no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to tap into the energy of entering the microenvironment.

Even more troublesome is that, just from the world of origin of gas, benthic waves draw from the depths of time and space into the micro-entry high-level energy, which, although only chopsticks are thick, is constantly enhancing, thickening and, through this high-level, high-level space-time energy, suppressing and stabilizing those turbulent energy frenzies.

In other words, as long as the benthic wave is able to continuously and deeply draw the powerful energy from time and space into the microsphere, the wounds and disturbing breath energy in his body will never erupt or collapse easily.

“Master is right, in order to defeat Benedictine, his energy path must be cut off. Otherwise, it goes on forever, and I'm afraid nobody is his opponent. Even the Armor of Heaven can't stop him! ”

Wang Zheng's heart is secretly anxious.

A figure like Benedictine, whether talent, strength, or ability, is Wang Chongping's only sight. In a country outside the Middle East, Benedict is undoubtedly the male of real people. This made Wang Chung feel a strong pressure, but despite this, Wang Chung remained calm.

Anxiety and panic are not helpful at all. As commander of the army, Wang Chong is perfectly clear. At this time, only calm, thoughtful and careful thinking will make it possible to find a solution to the predicament in front of him.

These thoughts swept past my mind, and Wang Chong quickly restored calm.

“The key to micro-entry is the realm, the realm is understanding. To understand the higher realms, one must possess human spirituality. In other words, the key to succumbing waves being able to continuously harness high-level space-time energy is not the energy itself, but his spiritual power! ”

Wang Zheng's mind fluctuated and instantly thousands of thoughts flew through his mind like electric light. Time is running out, tens of thousands of lives, even the final success or failure of the entire war, are in your hands. All this has put pressure on Wang Zhongshan.

At this moment, even Wang Chung himself didn't realize that his head was running at an alarming speed. If someone could cut Wang Chung's head open and face his mind running speed, he would be deeply shocked.

“… so the key to defeating the benthic wave is not so much power, gas suppression, or even energy! ”

Wang Chong's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

“I know what to do! ”

The last thought crossed his mind, and Wang Chung's eyes slowly became firm.

Monopoly about realms, cultivation, Wang Zheng has to admit that even if he breaks through the ranks of Empire General, he is not at all a rival to the Great Eating God, but Monopoly about spiritual power, Wang Zheng is confident enough, there are absolutely few people in the world who can surpass themselves in spiritual power, even if he breaks through the microrealm, he can never be compared to himself.

The last thought passed my mind, and Wang immediately opened his eyes and looked forward. There, a new wave of golden entry micro-energy was exploding in the hands of the bent wave. That brilliant eye, like a golden sword from the celestial artefacts, also raised high, was immediately a thunderous and astonishing blow.

- Although Wang Chong felt that it seemed a long time had passed since entering the world of the origin of Qi, in reality, only a moment had passed in reality.

“Boom! ”

In the moment just before the hands of the bendy wave, the mutation protruded, before waiting for his sword to destroy the heavens and the earth to strike, a sword to move the mountains down the sea, immense spiritual power, like a tidal wave, instantaneously broke out, and burst into the minds of the bendy wave.

Boom, as if meteorites hit the earth, the next moment, bending the bottom wave full of tremendous tremors, an extremely stunned divine color appeared on his face, and the giant sword god in his hand trembled mightily, that huge swing, originally towards the evil Emperor's old man chopped sword, also immediately and obviously paused.

In the natural world of gas invisible to the naked eye, Wang Chong clearly saw that the red energy silk string, which leaked down from endless heights, connected with the bent bottom wave and the "high level space energy” at height, suddenly seemed to be shaken violently by an invisible silk string.

And like dominoes, the energy vortex that represents the benthic wave, suddenly, like losing repression, instantly disrupts a lot.

“Bastard! ”

The bottom of the bend turned colorful, a pair of eyes turned steeply, staring dead at Wang Chong. He had always stood there like a mountain, but at the next moment, he stepped on his foot and instantly appeared in front of Wang Chong. The giant sword “divine power” in his hand was fast as lightning, and he slashed it hard towards Wang.

Boom, the sword cut down even as if the heavens and the earth had been cut apart. Within thousands of feet, the air seemed to separate as if the waves of water, revealing a huge blank mark up to dozens of meters deep. However, in front of Benedictine, at the same time, three “Wang Shong” appeared, the same look, the same costume, and the same posture.