The Human Emperor

“It's just that you can't help yourself! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said, the thought flashed in his mind and quickly stood up. Boom, successive strands of gas flushed out like a tide, quickly sweeping those screaming warriors to their feet. The warriors were blindfolded and still had severe convulsions.

“Swallow! ”

Wang Chong took a Dan medicine out of his arms, snapped it, and shot it into the mouth of a martial artist. At the same time, he shook his breath, such as a wave shooting shore, and blew it into these martial artists. The next moment, a cloud of haunted green smoke seeped right out of their pores and cave tips.

“Sit on your knees and focus on your luck! ”

Wang Zheng said.

Knowing that Wang Chong had no malice and that the surrounding vices were very dangerous, several idle martial artists dared not to be lazy and sat on their knees in haste to destroy their internal power.

“Alas!”

The evil old man also sighed:

“That's it! ”

The voice did not go down, the old man of the evil emperor remembered a movement, and the external air surged. If there was a lifelike sweep out, he dragged several other idle warriors into his own air, and burst out and photographed the poison gas in their body. Though the people in the sect are always mustard, they are not willing to take care of them too much. But the evil old man could not resist his disciple.

Wang Zheng's heart is too soft. Whether it is for the southwestern people, to resist Monsieur Dai, Usu Tibet and others alone, or for Datang, to lead the army against a much stronger food than his own, or the people of Datang, who are generally misunderstood, depressed in their hearts, but do not give up, do not fight back... Wang Zheng's character does not resemble his master at all.

But this is exactly where the Evil Emperor likes this disciple the most.

Together for more than two years, the evil old man, instead of changing himself as a disciple, was changed a lot by this disciple.

With Wang Chong and the Evil Emperor, the breathing of these people quickly stabilized.

“Master, thank you! ”

Wang Chung looked at the old man of the evil emperor who was not far away, and his eyes were filled with shame.

“All right, all right! It's just a few little ants, and saving people just raises their hands. Who called you my disciple? ”

The Evil Emperor's old man waved.

Wang Zheng snorted and laughed. Knowing that Master is only hard on his mouth, his heart is not too bad. If he is not present, I'm afraid he will do the same.

Time slowly passed by, Wang's eyes flashed and suddenly felt something:

“It appears that the poison is time-limited and will dissipate slowly after a while. ”

Wang Zhong glanced at the surrounding haunted green poison fog slowly becoming thinner and lighter. Just for a moment, it's clean.

“Cough! ”

At this point, a low cough went into his ear. Around, the idle martial artist, protected by Wang Chong and the evil old Emperor, finally returned to God and slowly recovered his work. Several people were slightly pale in color, but without hindrance.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, one of the idle warriors opened his eyes and looked at the old evil emperor not far away. The whole man, like a snake scorpion, held his hands on the ground and backed away with panic.

“Wicked, wicked... wicked old man! ”

Awakened by the voice of this man, several other idle martial artists opened their eyes and looked cold not far away. There is an old evil emperor standing like a mountain, a idle martial artist, pale in colour, full of fear, fleeing, looking vigilantly at the old evil emperor.

Throughout the sectarian world, no one knows the murderous name of the evil old man Zhang Wenju. Especially a moment ago, people had just seen the illusion he had cast in mid-air. At this time, they saw the real person with their own eyes, and there was no fear in their hearts.

“Let's go! ”

A casual martial artist climbed up and, without thinking about it, immediately rushed out into the open, quickly disappearing.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chong did not stop it, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, and almost at the same time, the evil emperor's eyes also hidden a little killing machine, his five fingers tightened and slowly loosened.

“Damn it! How did you meet this great demon? ”

Several casual martial artists looked pale, trembled and followed outward.

Wang Chung's eyes became colder and colder as he saw the scene.

In this huge formation method, the danger is great, no accidents, these people are dead, but this time, Wang Chung did not mean to give any more help. The path was chosen by himself. Wang Chong had saved them once and would never save them again.

“Ah!”

Just for a moment, only two or three screams came from afar, and there was no sound. And in the battlefield, a few idle warriors who did not rush out of the battlefield, as if they understood something.

And Wang Chung ignored them this time. Now that it's safe, the next thing is the most important thing.

“There will probably be more than one hour before Senior Zhou (Senior Zhou) shows up. ”

Wang punched his heart in the dark. His heart moved, buzzed, and the next moment, Wang punched open his eyes and entered the world of the source of Qi. At that moment, the world in front of us changed from time to time, and a strange, beautiful and colorful energy world immediately appeared in front of Wang.

“What a complicated energy world! ”

From the origin of the gas, the whole method of formation is composed of thousands of different energies. When the king looks up at this method, it is like an ant looking up at the mountains, and there is a small feeling in his heart.

More than that, when Wang looks up at the sky and tries to observe the source of gas elsewhere, he obviously feels the interference of an intangible force so much less than he can observe in the source world of gas.

“This should be the effect of the ban around the Great Rose Mountains. ”

Although in the world of the source of gas, the field of view is not affected by ordinary obstacles, energy can isolate energy and influence Wang's observation in the world of the source of gas. In Wang Chong's perception, the whole of Mount Dahlo is covered by a dome of energy.

“You must have seen that, right? This method is not only a method of formation, but also a great array of energies. At the time, your senior Zhou mentioned that this is the Big Kwan, and it seems that a significant portion of the energy that has disappeared should be gathered here. The matrix changes, the energy changes, and each gate is a different kind of energy. In the light of the situation, there are at least a thousand doors here, and if we can't find the pattern, I'm afraid it's hard to get out of there. ”

At this point, a familiar voice rang from the ear.

“Master! ”

Wang Zheng moved and immediately noticed the next master.

From the point of view of the origin of the gas, the energy in the master's body is dense and milky and looks more powerful than anywhere else. And when Wang looked at the past, he saw Master's eyes. Unlike normal naked eyes, in the world of origin of qi, Master's eyes are a strange golden energy.

This golden energy gives Wang Chong a very advanced feeling, but I don't know why, Wang Chong always feels that he has seen it before and has a familiar feeling.

“Buzz!”

The next moment, an electric light flashed through my mind, and Wang Chung finally remembered where he had experienced this golden high-grade special energy before.

“Master, you! ”

Wang opened his eyes violently and finally remembered.

This golden energy also appeared in the body just after the Battle of Jurassic, the god of the Great Eating Wars, Benedictine Wave broke into the microsphere. It belongs to the micro-entry, derived from the high level of energy at the depths of time and space.

Is it true that Master has made new entrances on the martial arts during this period, and has already touched the micro-entry!

At that moment, Wang Zhong was surprised and surprised. On the other hand, the evil old man also seemed to have insight into Wang's thoughts, turned his head slightly and smiled without saying a word.

“Great"

After receiving a positive reply from the master, Wang slammed his fist and was excited.

“The last time I fought with the god of Edie, I did have some understanding for the teacher. When I healed the fire from your body, Master told you again. Now this level of strength, in your case, is not necessarily a good thing. ”

Evil Emperor Old Humane.

The evil old man is now most worried about this disciple, so many apprentices, who can truly inherit his mortar, and who is most satisfied with him, is only one king. The main reason for this trip to the northwest is Wang Chong. As for myself, it doesn't matter.

“The apprentice understands! ”

Wang nodded. He now has as much as a thousand kinds of energy in his body, and if he comes with another energy that enters the microsphere, it is likely that the energy in his body will burst away, but it will be a disaster.

“Prepare for another change in formation. ”

The evil emperor suddenly said.

Boom boom, that is, for a moment, the whole method of formation turns again. A dangerous aura surfaced, and Wang Zheng instantly extended the aura of his body to the maximum. However, Wang hesitated for a moment as his eyes swept past several of the casual fighters around him and quickly incorporated them into his own Qi protection.

Time slowly passed, and from time to time there was a dense and terrible scream in the formation around Mount Dahlo, not knowing how many people died in this ancient battle. However, as the old man of Maputo described it, the door where the master and himself are now situated is relatively less dangerous, at least in terms of his strength and that of the master.

From time to time Wang Chong enters the world of the source of gas and joins hands with his master to try to find the laws of operation of this ancient grand array from the perspective of energy. In addition, Wang Chong also used spiritual exploration, but the end result was not very good. The magnitude of this method is beyond imagination, and although Wang Chong has also gained in it, it is still a long way from discovering the ancient method of formation laid down by this Great Lo Xianjun.

“Looks like we'll have to wait for Senior Chow to show up. ”

Wang punched secretly in his heart. Whether master or self, the best place is still martial arts, not formation.