The Human Emperor

“Humph, give me your life! ”

And almost at the same time, an extremely cold sound came from the top of his head, right behind him, a huge aura approaching.

The servant next to Prince Qingyang, Sword Dragon, made his move at this time. Boom, shadow floating, electric lightning stone fire room, sword faucet with heavy cloud thunder. And in this dark cloud of lightning, a strange magical fang, his eyes as swords, appeared invisible.

Feel the huge breath behind you, the middle-aged martial artist's face changed dramatically, couldn't think too much, turned his head sharply, his palms patted out, a pounding breath came out through his palms, and hit the sword dragon pounding behind him severely.

Ho Feng Ho, two distinct forces hit each other hard, sounding like a steel impact.

Without waiting for the middle-aged warrior to react, the sword dragon's breath immediately poured down, like a maggot of bones, through the middle-aged warrior's palms, quickly burst into his body, and along the seven meridians and eight veins, sealed the important points in his body all the way.

Just momentarily, the middle-aged martial artist immediately opened his eyes, like a wooden stake, standing tall on the ground, motionless.

With just one move, Sworddragon completely blocked his breath. And after all this, the dragon bowed down, reached out, immediately lifted the middle-aged warrior, burst into a rush and threw before the king rushed to the ground to raise the rolling smoke.

“My lord, this man is yours. ”

Sworddragon sinks the channel. His body was strong and full of energy, and it seemed that the fight just now was not enough for him.

Wang Chung smiled lightly and seemed not surprised by all this. It is not surprising that Jianlong, as the top expert trained by Lord Qingyang, is only a short distance from the Imperial Admiral.

Just for a moment, Wang Chong's eyes quickly left the Sword Dragon and landed on the middle-aged fighter on the ground.

“Bastard! How dare you poison Prince Wang! ”

“He was able to control that poisonous spider with a flute, definitely not with us! ”

“Tortured, forced out his origins! This guy must have had a hard time coming from! ”

“This bastard killed Shen Rui, I must avenge him myself! ”

……

Seeing the middle-aged fighter captured, a famous fighter around him was furious. Even if they react more slowly, they know that this person can control the spider, which is definitely not the same number of roads as them. Ten is eighty-nine and has a profound relationship to this great treasure.

It just prevented the hidden phantom poison spider in the cave, and for a moment, people didn't dare approach it easily.

“Rest assured, the poisonous spider is gone! ”

Wang Conflict suddenly said. Had it not been forcibly controlled by the flute, the Phantom Spider would not have had the audacity to return and appear before him.

“Come on, who are you people! ”

Wang Chong quickly lowered his head and looked to the middle-aged warrior in front of him. But the middle-aged martial artist snorted coldly, turned his head over and did nothing but deafen ears.

“Son of a bitch, it's time for you to talk hard! Prince Wang, let me kick his ass! I know at least 108 ways to get him to tell me where he really came from. ”

The martial artists around them saw the man's performance, one by one, and they were all furious. All the way down, not knowing how many people died in the trap of those organs, now we finally find out who set everything up in the dark, the anger in the hearts of all people can imagine.

If it hadn't prevented Wang Chung from being here, the crowd would have carried him and executed him.

Wang Chong did not speak, just made a gesture and stopped the emotionally excited crowd.

“You must have been mixed up with sectarian fighters from the beginning? From the ground to the ground, all our actions are in your hands, and that is deep enough. But you said we were selfish and greedy and dared to break into the tomb of the Great Lo Xianjun. What's this all about? Isn't this the treasure house of the Great Lo Immortal King? ”

“And there are so many treasure maps of the Great Rosary Gong coming out of the rivers and lakes, shouldn't we have made these ourselves? Now that these treasure maps are coming out, isn't it just so that everyone can finally collect them and open up the treasure, so that the Da Lo Immortal function can see the sun again? Isn't that the original meaning of the treasure map? ”

“Not to mention the fact that the Great Los Immortals have been lost for more than two hundred years and are nearly extinct in the sectarian world. Dafan, this kind of extinction is not easy to inherit, it is not enlightenment and roots of life, it cannot be practiced at all. Find the heir to the Great Lo Immortal Gong. Is that the will of the Great Lo Immortal King? ”

Wang slammed down and said indifferently.

“Huh, you ignorant fools, you have no idea what you're doing. This holy place is not an ordinary treasure place for you to imagine. You do not know the consequences of its complete opening. It is a terrible disaster! Either way, you're all gonna die! Like another generation of greed hundreds of years ago, none of you can get out of here alive. Bury you for your greed and stupidity! ”

The “middle-aged martial artist" put his head aside and a gruesome resentment appeared in his voice. Immediately after he said this nearly cursed word, he closed his teeth, closed his eyes, motionless, and no longer cared for Wang Chong.

“Buzz!”

When they heard that, the crowd suddenly fried the pot.

“It's really them! ”

“Hundreds of years ago? What's that supposed to mean? Has anyone been here before, killed by all of you? ”

“Bastard! What else are you plotting and plotting to kill so many people, what do you want to do? ”

“Kill him, let me kill him! ”

……

Everyone's eyes are red and emotional.

The anger in one's heart can be imagined if one's heart firmly believes in unceasing adventures and adventures, but for another, it is only one conspiracy they have created, and one is the chess pieces in this conspiracy.

In an instant, the crowd embraced him and wished to kill the middle-aged warrior. It's just that the middle-aged fighter was caught by Wang Chong and Jianlong after all. The two men did not speak and the people dared not act at will.

“Don't waste your time, I'm talking so much bullshit to you because I've already sent out the news. You'll all die here soon, hahaha! ”

At this point, the middle-aged fighter suddenly spoke. A pair of eyes swept through the crowd, revealing a strange smile in the corner of his mouth. At the end of the day, it was a laugh, and the voice was full of ridicule.

“Outrageous! ”

“Bastard! ”

“I'll kill you now, see how arrogant you are! ”

When they heard this man, they were furious. Only Wang Zhongyin felt something wrong. The middle-aged warrior gave him a strange feeling.

“No! ”

In the firehouse, an idea flashed through my mind. Wang Zhongyin understood something, but it was too late. Ah, just a shock, the middle-aged martial artist suddenly spilled blood in the corner of his mouth, and then the whole person was paralyzed and motionless. But he still had that weird, ridiculous smile on his face.

“This guy..., dead!! ”

A sectarian martial artist shouted.

“Son of a bitch, do you still want to play dead? ”

Another sectarian warrior was furious and grabbed his collar, not believing that he had died so easily.

“No need to try, he has broken his own meridians and died completely. ”

Wang cushioned himself.

It is difficult for outsiders to prevent a person from dying, especially if they have a heart from the beginning. And the “middle-aged martial artist" obviously understood that he didn't have many opportunities in front of Wang Chong, so he deliberately provoked people to buy himself that little time.

“This…, how so fast?! ”

A warrior squatted down, probed his nose, touched his body, which gradually became cold, and immediately understood.

For a moment, the cave was silent and everyone was stunned.

No one ever thought that this man would die without the slightest indication.

“So, is this all about delivering the message? ”

Wang Zhuang glanced at the body of the “middle-aged martial artist” and slowly stood up. Wang Zhong was not surprised by the death of the middle-aged martial artist, and even if he did not commit suicide himself, I am afraid the last people would not have let him go.

The last words of the “middle-aged martial artist" reminded him a lot.

“In that case, those people got the message and should be here soon. ”

Wang Zheng had some thought in his heart. He remembered those covertly manipulated third-party covert forces when he entered the Great Immortal Array.

Wang Chong is not afraid to confront these people in the face, but obviously, he will not be given this opportunity because of their character and behavior.

Wang Chong's biggest concern now is that they are secretly controlling everything and constantly manipulating the organs in the underground cave. Neither dragon beast, nightmare beast, nor this phantom poisonous spider are so easy to deal with, even Wang Chong doesn't know how many such ambushes and traps are in this underground treasure.

Wang shook his head and swept around. The cave was quiet and silent without a sound, but Wang Zhuang felt an invisible crisis in the underworld, and burst into flames.

“What's wrong? ”

A voice came from his ear. Prince Qingyang and his personal bodyguard, Sworddragon, walked over sometime and pressed down the sound channel beside Wang.

“If that man is telling the truth, it has become very unsafe here, and we must leave as soon as possible. ”

Wang Zhong said in silence.

“Mmm.”

Prince Qingyang was slightly stunned, but nodded quickly. This underground cave has become very dangerous, and even if Wang Zhang does not speak, they are prepared to leave immediately.

“Look what it is! ”

At this moment, suddenly a shock came and caught the attention of the crowd.

In a flash, Wang Chong and Prince Qingyang followed their reputation.