The Human Emperor

“Haha, you think I'm gonna say that? ”

The leader of the man in black lay down on the ground, with blood in his mouth, twisted himself forcefully, and looked at the three men and smiled.

The black chief was incredibly powerful, but he met Ke Xing in front of the evil old man. On his chest and back, there were forty or fifty cellular blood holes in his foot, through which his vast vitality continued to flow. Just one slap, the evil old man killed most of his life.

“Hmm, so to speak, there is no need to keep you. ”

The old man of the evil emperor blunted. Each of these black-clothed people is incredibly loyal, and it's almost hard to get any news from them.

“Hey, hey, don't be proud, I'm dead, and you're not gonna live long! Whether you are the Emperor General or the sectarian tycoon, no one will survive for whom we are going to kill. I was careless this time. If I hadn't rushed to succeed, I wouldn't have folded here if I hadn't wanted to do something behind my back. I'll wait for you downstairs, and your disciples won't be able to live long. ”

“I don't know if I'm alive! ”

Faced with Zhang fanaticism before the death of the leader in black, the evil emperor simply ignored it, stepped foot, a pound of destructive energy erupted, completely destroying his livelihood.

As the famous evil emperor of the sect, the evil emperor does not know how many people have been killed, and certainly does not care about the threat of a black man.

“Wait a minute, Master! ”

At this point, Wang opened his mouth. He slowly walked to the leader of the man in black.

“Master, this black-clothed man is useful to me. Give him to me! ”

“Oh, it's not hard for you to die, and I appreciate you looking at death as if you were home, but some secrets don't have to be spoken. ”

Wang stared at the black-clothed man's leader.

“You!”

The latter's face changed dramatically and suddenly something seemed to have occurred to him, but he had not yet waited to speak. Buzzing, a huge amount of mental power broke out as if it were a tidal wave, falling into the mind of the black man.

Buzzing, just a blink of an eye, Wang pounded his mental strength like the water of a leak, rushing into every meridian pulse in the mind of a man in black.

Though Wang Chong was “exorcised”, his spiritual strength was not affected. His spiritual strength was already strong, and after seeing the three old seniors underground, he felt their spiritual power inherited and became more powerful. Wang Chong's spiritual strength was pursued all the way, and soon encountered the prohibition in the black man.

Boom!

Unlike in the past, Wang Zhong was just a hard stroke, accompanied by a sound as if the chain had opened. This formerly indestructible fortress immediately burst open.

“Stop! ”

In the moment, the thunderbolt of the formation, the leader of the black clothed man who had always been naturally proud finally panicked, his mental strength struggled, yet his kung fu was high, but his mental strength changed, and it was not just a little distance away from Wang immediately.

“Sir...”

At the same time, Wang Chong heard a voice in his ear. It was also the first time that he had dug useful information from such a high-ranking black chief and immediately sank into it.

……

In front of us is a desert wind and sand, rough earth, filled with yellow gravel, crushed stone, not far away, a weathered gobble like a moving wave, near and far, spread out. Wang Chong stood in this world, silent vision.

He saw the leader of the man in black and the man in front of him, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, who appeared to have a higher status. And around them, a man in black spreads around, on perimeter alert.

“... the kid is a real cop, he now has the iron box that the guy gave him, he would have found us a long time ago, I'm afraid it will be harder to deal with him. But if we want to deal with him, we can do it in the Beijing master, and the secular power can't restrain us anyway, but why should the adult have to lead him outside the Beijing master to do it? ”

The leader of the man in black knelt on one knee and bowed down.

“It is not yet time for that man to rule the Middle East in the capital, and it is temporarily difficult for us to move lightly. Your strength is still too low to attract his attention, but as long as you go above a certain level and attract his attention, everything will be completely different. Heavy soldiers from the Beijing division gathered, and countless other masters lurked in the dark, where we were not sure we could deal with him yet! ”

The man in the yellow dragon robe was carrying a handkerchief.

After hearing this, Wang fluctuated violently in his heart:

“They're talking about the Holy Emperor! ”

The Emperor called the first man in the Middle East, Wang Chung did not even think that these black-clothed men were so frightened of the Emperor.

“This…, my subordinates understand! ”

The leader of the black-clothed man knelt down in the tunnel.

“The young man in the Beijing master was not in a hurry, but it was imperative to find him. There was news that he was hiding somewhere in the northwest, exactly where we were going. Big time to hide, little time to hide, this bastard is so daring! ”

The man in the yellow robe said.

The leader of the Black Clothes only respectfully listened and dared not intervene.

“This time I'll give you 30 men, and send two more fairy envoys to assist you. Try to capture the boy. He has what we want! ”

The man in the yellow robe sounded bright.

Wang Chung tried to see his face clearly, but could only see a blurred shadow.

“Subordinates, please! ”

After that, the leader of the black man on the ground stood up and everything blurred. Wang Chong knew that the memory of the leader in black had been read.

“It's impossible! Impossible! You can read Yellow Dragon True Monarch's memories! ”

At this moment, an angry mixed voice sounded, and the leader of the black man finally returned to God, and the whole man was shocked and angry and struggled hard. The time in the spiritual world cannot be measured by common sense. The scene Wang Chung perceived in the spiritual world seems to have passed for a long time, but in the real world, it is only less than a second.

“Yellow Dragon True Monarch? ”

Wang frowned and smiled coldly:

“Whatever you're talking about, it's hard to hide a secret in front of me! ”

The next moment, Wang Zhong's mental power starts, and immediately tries to read deeper secrets. This time forcibly searching for memories has already yielded a great deal for Wang Chong. But Wang Zhong knew that the deepest secrets of memory were the most central ones, and at the level of the leader of the black man, he definitely had access to many of the core secrets.

Boom!

Wang Chong's spiritual strength laid heaven and earth, quickly like the tide, and searched deep into his mind. But the next moment, bang, it was like hitting a copper wall of iron, and Wang Chong's mental power was all bounced back.

In Wang Chong's perception, the secret deep in the mind of the black man is like being covered by a steel fortress. To explore deeper secrets, you have to blow up this layer of steel fortress composed of spiritual forces.

“Hahaha, don't waste your energy, the twelve gold locks are stronger than one, bigger than one, it's already quite difficult for you to break the first layer of the periphery, it's never possible to get deeper secrets! ”

At this time, the voice of the leader in black came into his ear, and he twisted his neck and stared back at Wang Chung with a grin in his eyes.

No matter how powerful the fighters, do not want to discover secrets from them. Even spiritually powerful people like Wang Chong can only open the outermost restraints, but this is already the limit.

“Really?”

Wang Chung sneered:

“I'm going to try and see if your god is really that good! ”

Wang Chung did not believe him, no hesitation, more than before, the spirit gathered, like a meteorite hit the earth, hit the black chief of the second spiritual confinement in the mind.

Boom Lung, two distinct spiritual restraints hit each other, at that moment, Wang Zhong's "look” was clear, the black chief deep in his head, a golden restraint huge, suddenly emerged, protecting all the most important meridians deep in his mind. And when Wang Zhong's mental power hit the past, on this golden forbidden surface, a huge black ancient text emerged.

Wang Chong has never seen such a text, it looks very complex, as if it is more ancient than the birds of the Spring and Autumn Warring States era, and gives a sense of mysterious power.

Talisman!

Although this is the first time I've seen it, Wang Chong immediately identified it, which is the oldest Fu Yu power in the rumor. At the end of his life, Wang Zhong had come into contact with a variety of forces, including a variety of different martial arts, as well as a formation map, the most peculiar of which was this kind of pu. This kind of thing is difficult to explain by common sense. Wang Chong only knows that this kind of symbol belongs to a special kind of text, seems to give it his own understanding of the heavens and the earth, and resonates with the rules of the heavens and the earth, and thus has a special power.

This is the Shamanic power inherited from the generations of the East and West Turkic Khan Nation, but it is the lowest of its kind, and the black leader in his mind looks ancient mysterious, not knowing how strong most times.

“Ah!”

Just as Wang Chong wanted to further probe and break this layer of restraint, suddenly a creepy scream came from his ear. The head of the black man on the ground suddenly twisted his divine color, his blues burst, his earholes, nostrils, and eyes all seeped blood water, and he looked amazing.

“Go, he has a restraining attack! ”

The Evil Emperor's Old Man is a pigmented man. Just as he spoke, more and more blood was bleeding out of the Black Leader's seven tips, and began to turn black from purple, accompanied by a dramatic decline in his vitality at an alarming rate.

“Damn it! ”

Wang pummeled in his heart, he bited his teeth with hatred, intensified speed to strike the second restraint in the head of the black clothed man's mind, hoping to get more secrets before the head of the black clothed man slaughtered. Yet it is too late.

In that man's mind, Wang Chung clearly saw that the original gold prohibition, like a drop of ink, quickly went from gold to black, and rapidly spread to the whole prohibition, more than that, the spider web-like prohibition under an invisible force began to hang directly the brain of the black chief.