The Human Emperor

“Four-Pole Wu Jun? ”

Wang shook up and looked stunned at the opposite figure.

The figure opposite was not someone else, but the first quadrupole martial arts monarch to enter the cave. While everyone else was hesitating to fear the danger that might be hidden in the cave, only the Quadrupole Martial Arts did not speak and did not hesitate to enter.

On this road, Wang Chong met Xuanyin Old Ancestors and other sectarian warriors, but only he did not see this lone, highly prestigious Quadrupolar warrior among the sectarian casual warriors.

It's just that Wang Chong didn't expect to see him here.

Four poles of martial arts split his legs, his body is tall and powerful, he is wearing shiny armor and a cape with hunting and dancing behind his back, he is the symbol of the symbol, that kind of martial arts, I am afraid the whole sectarian world will not find a few.

“Wu Jun? ”

Wang Chung slowed his footsteps and walked through this haunted cave towards the Four Poles Wu Jun.

However, as if he hadn't heard Wang Chong's words, Quadrupole Wushu seemed immobile, seemed to be thinking or observing something. Wang Chung couldn't see his face, so he couldn't tell what he was doing.

One step, two steps... Wang Zhong is getting closer and closer to the Four Poles Wu Jun, however, the Four Poles Wu Jun, apart from the wide cape behind him, violently danced, making a crackling sound, still motionless.

Wang frowned. There was something wrong with the invisibility, but he couldn't say what the problem was.

“Wu Jun? ”

Finally, Wang flushed before the Quadrupole Wujun. Just a glance, Wang shook himself and instantly changed his face.

Standing at the entrance of the passage, Quadrupole Wu looked ahead. His eyes opened and his blues rose, but his entire face showed a kind of dead man's paleness. Wang Chung felt no life on him.

“Whoosh!”

Wang Zhong Shenton changed, steep forward step, one finger reached the nostrils of the Quadrupole Wujun, touched cold, completely unable to feel any signs of breathing and breath of life.

Even more appalling, when he burst into the body of the Four Poles Wujun, he discovered that all the menstrual dimensions in his body were broken, as if all the menstrual pulses had been broken with a very powerful external force.

“How is this possible? ”

At this moment, even Wang Chong felt an unprecedented powerful shock, a few steps backwards.

He knows the strength of the Four-Pole Wujun, and this man is extremely well known in the sectarian world. Although his strength may still be a bit of a gap compared to Song Yuanyi, the righteous ally allied leader who trained Changchun's technique, it is definitely not too far off. In sectarian circles, the strong belong to the same hierarchy.

And when this man first appeared in front of Wang Chong, he came across the horse, and he was in a strong Qi to Yang Zhigang, and even turned into a burning flame of rolling fire, even the air was like burning.

This effect would not have been possible if it had not been smelted in one piece.

Even Wang Chong found this person difficult, not so easy to deal with.

But Wang Chong did not think that, with all the martial arts and masculinity, he seemed to be fearless forever. The courageous Four-Pole Martial King would actually die here. And from the inside, the meridians were shattered with more masculine force.

This is incredible!

“Who killed the Four Poles? ”

At this moment, Wang's heart fluctuated, and instantly, countless thoughts flashed in his mind.

He turned his head and looked at it with the eyes of the Quadrupole Martial King. There was only endless darkness across the street, as well as the mist that had gushed out at some point, and nothing else could be seen. But for some reason, there is a strong sense of tension in the Wang conflict.

In any case, those who can shock the Four Poles with masculine power are by no means generalized!

“Buzz!”

It was just a blink of an eye, Wang impatiently thought, a huge amount of spiritual power immediately broke out, probed the inside of the passage, the place where the smoke was spreading.

However, even Wang Chong didn't think of it, it was this action that caused unimaginable consequences.

“Buzz!”

Just in Wang Chong's eyes, two points of cold, without the slightest feeling, suddenly appeared in the blue fog.

“Who is it?! ”

Wang Zheng's heart suddenly rose to a strong sense of danger.

Almost simultaneously, the light flashed and a tall shadow appeared as if it were a ghost, suddenly appearing in front of Wang Shou. The speed was incredible.

And at the same time that this man appeared, a massive force, until the Yang to the Gang, erupted like volcanic lava. At that moment, Wang Chong even felt the whole heavens and earth burning.

That fierce aura is even scarier than the fierce Yang divine power of the Four-Pole Wujun. Wang Chong even felt a round of fierce sun appearing in front of him.

The whole channel was lit like daylight at this moment.

“Bad!”

The sense of crisis in Wang's heart suddenly multiplied geometrically between the electric lightning stone fires, in this man's appearance in the moment. The whole body's skin and hair are like huge irritations, goosebumps are constantly coming out, and intense death almost swallows people up.

“Great Yin-Yang Technique! ”

It was too late to think, Wang punched the danger of entering the demon, aroused his full body qi, carried out the great Yin-Yang World Fortune Art, the Great Yin-Yang Art in the top three schools.

“Boom! ”

The wind was raging and the flames were bursting, which had a more fierce smell of terror than the sun. As the sun rose to the brink, Pei couldn't bear to rush towards the king.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard for Wang Chong to believe that there was such power in the world. He could have practiced Qi to such an extent.

Every gas particle, like gold sand, is filled with hot power, as if to evaporate a person. At that moment, the Wang clash suddenly understood why, with the power of the Quadrupole Martial King, he would still die of vivid shock.

In this extremely dangerous moment, Wang Shou's acute intuition worked, just as the pound of sun to yang to the golden qi fell, in the underworld, one yin and one yang, two distinct forces suddenly appeared. And the yin and yang combine to spin as sharply as a grinding disc,

Under the influence of this Yin and Yang force, the fierce force of terror was instantly divided into two parts.

Boom Lung, in addition to half of the strength sturdy bombardment on the king, the other half of the power and the king rushed past, under the effect of the great Yin-Yang heavenly forge, deflected direction, heavily hit the hole wall on the other side, striking the smoke dust of the sky.

Wang flung his torso, shocked by the power of Yang to Gang, and flew directly out of the cave.

Big Yin Yang can attack and defend. When attacking, it can use the opposite forces of Yin and Yang, causing an astonishing explosion and seriously injuring each other. On time, you can use Yin Yang Power to divide the opponent's attack into two parts and reduce it by half.

Nevertheless, the remaining half is also very powerful, making the current state of Wang Zheng unbearable.

“What the hell is this? How can it be so powerful! ”

Looking at the figure in the green smoke across the street, Wang punched a sudden flash of electric light in his mind.

In the underground world, Wang Chung encountered many institutional traps. Speed storms, dragon beasts, worms, nightmares, and incredibly sharp shadow poisonous spiders.

But what is before us clearly falls outside this category, because no monster can carry out human martial arts.

Wang Chung hasn't figured out what this is yet.

“Don't move! Seal the pores! Converge all the aura! ”

Just as Wang Chong was ready to flash back and pull away the distance, while peeking into the cave, a familiar voice suddenly burst into Wang Chong's mind through the silk tension.

“Lonely Ancestor?! ”

Wang was shocked and instantly recognized.

If it were any other time, it would be impossible for Wang Chong to stop simply because of someone else's words.

But somehow, when he heard the nervousness in the voice of the lonely ancestors, Wang Chung's body still couldn't help but stop as he said.

“How could he be here! ”

Wang Zheng's heart fluctuated and was greatly stunned.

And the most unbelievable thing about him was the voice of the lonely ancestors, which actually came from inside the passage.

“Buzz!”

It was too late to think that as Wang impacted his footsteps, the silence around him suddenly disappeared and even the sound of breathing disappeared.

The whole cave was terribly quiet.

Across the corridor, the smoke was spreading and floating slowly. For some reason, the tall shadow that was supposed to rush towards the king to continue the attack also strangely stopped.

The void was suffocating and tense, and the shadow was getting closer and closer to the king.

With the tide of the airflow, a green smoke scattered, Wang Chung finally saw the shadow opposite.

Not a monster like a nightmare, poisonous spider, but a common human warrior, about seven or eight feet old.

His long hair spread and he wore a silver-white robe. However, unlike the clothes now worn by the martial arts, the clothes on this man are an ancient style, which is the clothes of the end.

Wang punched his heart and recognized it suddenly.

Changes in the Zhongtu Shenzhou dynasty, each dynasty has different characteristics and styles. Wang Chung will come from the same family, and will also be involved in some of the forerunners, so it can be discerned at a glance.

Looking at this man's prehistoric clothing, Wang suddenly had a strange feeling in his mind.

Wang Chong's eyes continued to look up. In the cave, under the reflection of the blue phosphorous fire, Wang Chong finally saw the man's face.

It was a dead face, pale with no blood on it, and when Wang punched the man's eyes, the feeling in his heart grew stronger.

It's an empty pair of atheistic eyes that can never appear on a living person's face.

“Dead man! ”

Wang's heart trembled and suddenly understood something.

The air was quiet, the atmosphere was strange, Wang Chong and the man were opposite each other's eyes from the body of the Quadrupole Martial King, motionless. Only the dead man's hollow, atheistic eyes twirled in his orbit.

But Wang Chung's eyes swept over his silver and white robe, a Yin and Yang infinity pattern, and a golden compass on the back, slowly fading away. When he seemed to be immense and full of mysterious illusions, his heart shook suddenly, as if he understood something.

“Great Immortal Gong Summoner! ”

In a flash of light, Wang flashed a thought in his head and instantly understood what.