The Human Emperor

His eyes were closed, his face bluished, motionless, and only his chest had weak ups and downs.

“And perception! ”

Wang punched in the dark. The toxicity of this poisonous spider is astonishing, and Sworddragon is also a top expert, but it seems that a few faces become the prey of the Phantom poisonous spider, and his strength and skill cannot be fully fulfilled.

Wang Chong stuffed a Dan medicine into his mouth, rescued Jianlong back, and then called Master Qingyang outside the hole.

“How is this possible?! ”

When Wang Chung appeared in front of him, Prince Qingyang thought that he had fought with the Phantom Spider drama, and finally found that he could not resist, giving up running away. However, Master Qingyang never thought that the Phantom Spider had been washed away by Wang.

This poisonous spider is powerful he has personally experienced, the green poisonous cigarette can be disturbed even mental strength, plus the unbreakable spider silk, he really can't think of anything to beat it.

But Wang Chong actually drove it away.

This ancient poison has survived for at least a thousand years, is fierce and obsessed with its own prey, and if it had not had to, it would never have abandoned its nest and fled in haste.

At that moment, Prince Qingyang even felt that he was still dreaming, but at the next moment, when he saw the slowly recovering sword dragon in the cave, Prince Qingyang trembled and his face immediately excited.

“Young Master! ”

Before waiting for Lord Qingyang to open his mouth, the sword dragon in the cave opened his eyes and greeted him first:

“Great, you're alive! ”

Seeing that Lord Qingyang is still alive, the sword dragon is extremely excited, and his eyes at Wang Chong are even more grateful.

When the two servants gather, there is a feeling of escape from the dead. You know, not long ago, Prince Aoyagi was ready to die.

“Brother Wang, thank you very much. I owe you one this time. Anything you need in the future, do as you're told! Me and Sword Dragon must go to the soup and start a fire. ”

“Oh, let's talk about it later, and get these people out of here with me. ”

Wang punched the mouth. With the help of two people, hundreds of sectarian fighters in the cave were also rescued from the cocoon and woke up one by one.

The toxicity of the Phantom Spider is very troublesome, but the good news is that it was not too long before people were captured by the Spider, and the Phantom Spider was not prepared to poison everyone. Except for a few fighters, whose guts were dissolved by the toxin injected by the Spider, the vast majority of the other fighters were essentially intact.

“Ah, I didn't expect to live. ”

“Poisonous spider! I remember. There's a big poison spider in here! ”

“What exactly happened? What about the poisonous spider? ”

“Ah, I'm alive, I'm really alive...”

……

A famous sectarian fighter awakened constantly for the rest of his life after the robbery. Especially when you see the remaining spider silk in the cave, everyone is shocked.

Several fighters picked up the ancient branch of the tree that had fallen on the ground and gently drew it onto a straightened spider silk, which immediately broke apart in two pieces. Look at the smooth slices, and everyone's heartbeat. This poisonous spider is the most horrible murder they've ever encountered. If it wasn't for Wang Chong, people wouldn't even dare imagine what would happen in the end.

For a moment, everyone looked into the cave, dressed thinly, but standing like a pine boulder.

The vast majority of the people in the cave had seen Wang Chong before going underground. I'm afraid no one knows the identity of Wang Zhongxi's disciple, and even before that, many people despise him deeply because of his identity. But nowadays, where else would people care about this? For Wang Chong, there is only deep gratitude in their hearts.

Young Master Wang! ”

At this time, a sectarian martial artist, about 30 to 40 years old, suddenly held his fists in his hands and came forward with excitement.

“Thank you very much. This time, on behalf of all those saved by the son, I thank him. The son is a benefactor to all of us, but he will die in the future! ”

The middle-aged sectarian martial artist said, bowing down and respectfully honoring Wang Chong.

“You don't have to be polite, it's just a show of hands. ”

Wang swung his hand, disdainfully.

“My son is humble! In any case, we owe the son a favor. ”

“Don't worry, if anyone dares to harm him in the future, he is the enemy of all of us, everyone says yes! ”

“Nice! Anyone who dares to be unfavourable to the son is against all of us! ”

……

When they heard that, the people in the cave responded.

Yet the most unexpected things happen at a time of emotional excitement.

Right in front of Wang Chong, the sectarian fighter representing the sectarian compatriots who thanked Wang Chong, suddenly raised his head, when Wang Chong and the people's hearts were most relaxed, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a strong black fog against Wang.

At the same time, the sound of sex, hidden in a tiny poison blade like a silver needle, sprayed out of his mouth, mixed in black poison fog, like a thunderbolt, headed towards Wang Chung's face door.

At this moment, the excitement in the face of the middle-aged sectarian warrior also suddenly became gloomy and bizarre.

“Ah!”

Armpits, this sudden change is unexpected to everyone.

“What are you doing?! ”

“Bastard, dare you! ”

Everyone was shocked and angry, even Prince Qingyang and Sword Dragon changed their faces.

Almost all the sectarian fighters here were rescued by Wang Shou. Everyone appreciated and protected him too late to kill Wang Shou at all. And because of that, people had never thought that there would be a fight against the king before, and this is still the case!

“Boom!”

Sooner or later, at this moment, one hand slammed the middle-aged warrior's chest violently, and huge power shook him out. At the same time, Wang fluttered and the void spread to its limits. He instantly disappeared into the void and avoided the blow when it was not possible to dispatch.

Psst!

The tiny poison blade in the poisonous cigarette slammed into the hole wall behind Wang's flush, a blast, a large hole wall collapsed, and a black fierce poison dripped into the water, rendering and expanding on the hole wall, staining a large piece of black.

And the black poison cigarette sprayed by the middle-aged martial artist was evacuated by Wang in millimeters.

“How is this possible?! ”

The middle-aged warrior flew backwards like a broken kite, but suddenly saw the scene, his eyes opened, his expression vibrated, his eyes filled with wonder.

The reason he deliberately said this was to relax Wang Chong's vigilance, so that he could do it at close range. Where did he expect this to fail?

“Huh, you're so smart! ”

Almost at the same time, outside the number of strengths, the light flashed, Wang Zheng suddenly revealed his figure, his eyes were brisk.

These people couldn't help but think of him too simply, in the underground cave of the great treasure of Dalo, in danger of death at any moment, how could he truly relax his guard. If Son Qingyang shows up in front of him, he may still really get the hang of it, but of course it's just possible.

The middle-aged fighter had only met once and had no sympathy with each other at all, saying only two words. How could he abandon his heart completely to a stranger who didn't know one side?

Not to mention the middle-aged martial artist doesn't even know--

Wang Chong recognized the familiar aura on him from the beginning, but he just didn't have the evidence to be so sure!

“Damn it! ”

Middle-aged martial artists chewed their teeth off, and for a short while the angry sound rang through the cave:

“You selfish and greedy generations, no matter how high your martial arts and how many of you dare to break into the tomb of the Great Immortal King, there is only one way to die! No one can leave here alive from the moment you step in here! ”

The middle-aged fighter scolded, while forcibly turning, with the power of being struck by the king, suddenly stepped at his feet and chose a void surrounded by many people, and fled lightning towards the distance.

“Psst!”

Just as he escaped, a strange flute sounded sharp and came a long way in the underground cave. Sex, just as the flute sounded, a crystal clear, sharp, unmatched spider silk burst out of a cave on the back of the crowd.

Ah, in the terrible scream, the first platoon of sectarian warriors could not react, and was directly cut into two pieces by the spider silk hole.

“No, it's the poisonous spider! ”

“Has it come back! ”

“Damn it, everybody, look out! ”

……

Everyone was already ready to stop the “middle-aged warrior", but suddenly, he was attacked again by the Phantom Spider, a disturbed mind, and fled towards the surrounding area, where the middle-aged warrior could be taken care of.

Everyone has fresh memories of the phantom poisonous spider and the horror of this fine silk, and no weapon can withstand it, let alone the flesh and blood.

“Huh! Can you walk? ”

Wang Zhong stood behind him and looked at the figure of the “middle-aged martial artist” fleeing, his heart coldly laughed.

He did not stand still because his heart was soft, but because, for him, from the moment of the attack by the “middle-aged warrior”, he could never have walked out of this underground cave.

“Boom Lung! ”

Just as the “middle-aged warrior” was about to escape from this cave, about to disappear, Wang Zheng hooked his fingers, suddenly stretched out, and sucked farther behind the man.

Boom, in the dark, Wang shook his shoulder, two rounds of sun and moon illusions suddenly appeared, instantly, the wind in the cave, a huge to horrible suction burst out, instantly dragged the “middle-aged warrior”, even causing his body to drag back.

“Bad!”

Mutant protrusion, the middle-aged martial artist did not change his face greatly. Without the slightest hesitation, his inner air roared, his strength instantly pulled to the peak, trying to get rid of Wang Zhong Dayin Yang Heaven and Earth Fortune Force suction.

However, Wang Chong's Great Yin-Yang World Fortune Art has been practiced to the realm of transformation. How can it be so easy to break free?