The Human Emperor

“Let's go, they'll rush right up! ”

Wang stamped low and quickly retracted his gaze from the six-generation living dead man, flushing forward at full speed.

The three-eyed deer-shaped masked man had taken full control of the scene. Six generations of the dead had been temporarily dragged by Wang Chung, but he would rush in as soon as he had the chance.

Both sides, Ma Du and Wang, resemble enemies and non-friends. Once they are caught up, there is only one way to die. Now the only chance to survive is to rush forward and take advantage of this opportunity to pull open and three-eyed deer-shaped mask men, six generations of living dead people, to win that slight breathing opportunity.

- And the best result is to find Da Luo Immortal Gong as soon as possible and get out of here.

Wind whistling on both sides, only intense green smoke in the eyes, coming from the constant surge around.

All the way forward, gradually, Wang Zhong felt a little wrong.

The cave in front of you, unlike any other cave, is not a rough rock beneath your feet, but a solid piece of ground brick.

On either side of the tunnel, it's not just a hole wall, but it's hard metal. More than that, in that thick green cigarette, Wang Chung smelled a faint smell of sandalwood!

Wang Zhong and Wang Zhong had rushed into the cave alone with his ancestors, and when it disappeared, Wang Zhong's spiritual power probed out and found no place for him.

“Never mind! We must find a way out as soon as possible! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart, his mind quickly concentrated in front of his eyes.

At this moment, countless thoughts passed the mind, the hard metal walls, the rolling green smoke, and the smell of sandalwood in the green smoke, what Wang Zheng concealed in his heart.

But in a moment, Wang Chung successfully confirmed the speculation in his heart.

Buzz

Wang Chong went along the aisle, about thousands of meters later, at the end of the aisle, in front of a long bronze step extending downward, Wang Chong stopped suddenly.

Underground Palace!

Wang Chung looked at the huge space that suddenly appeared in front of him and instantly flashed his mind together.

This is an extremely huge ancient palace, in which stands an ancient, colorful, giant Han Dynasty Boshan furnace with a ray of green smoke, the sandalwood smelled by Wang punching the tip of his nose.

In the center of the hall, and on another tall step, stands a giant dragon column.

These pan dragon columns are not samwood engraved, but are made of fine copper.

“Where the hell is this place? ”

Wang Qiong muttered to himself, and there was an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

accustomed to this intricate network of caves deep beneath the earth, suddenly, saw a huge, as if historically sealed ancient palace, giving Wang Chung a sense of strangeness that he could not speak of.

And the palace in front of you is empty and you can't see a person. But the more so, Wang Zheng is afraid to be careless.

Wang Chong remembers the previous loneliness of the ancestors, the Great Lo Immortal Monarch had a total of six generations of descendants.

The more this seemingly safe place, the less easily Wang Chong dares to relax his guard.

Buzz

Suddenly Wang's face changed slightly as he was measuring the entire empty palace. The next moment, he felt only a severe pain coming from the belly of Dantian.

“It's happening again, faster and faster! In this way, if you don't want to find Da Luo Xian Gong, and dissolve the turbulence in the body, I'm afraid you will soon go into the demon. ”

Wang Chung stood there, covering Dantian with his hands, trembling constantly. Wang Chong's young and handsome face revealed an extremely painful divine color.

Large pieces of cold sweat fell from his forehead. At that moment, Wang Zhong felt as if a palm had reached into his body, pulling eight pulses of seven meridians. The pain was unimaginable.

Wang closed his eyes and slowly pushed the qi in his body. Slowly, a strip of smooth internal chi broke away.

After a long time, the qi in the body slowly subsided, and the pain of the cone slowly disappeared.

“We must get out of here as soon as possible, and in any case, we must find the Great Immortal Gong! ”

Wang Chung raised his head and looked forward to the dark road.

da da da!

At this point, a rapid bursting sound accompanied by cluttered footsteps came from the rear.

“Come on! Don't let that boy get away! ”

“We must find him anyway! ”

“What a cunning son of destruction! ”

……

The voices of anger are hidden in the voices of the broken voices, the black-clothed men.

Wang Pung's complexion slightly changed, quickly distinguished.

The strength of the six generations of living and dead was so strong that the Four-Pole Martial King could not bear his hand, but could not stop the black-clothed men.

Wang Chong's strength is very weak, and if he encounters them at this time, he will basically die.

Too late to think, Wang took a deep breath, persevered, quickly walked forward and headed towards the palace in front of him.

Poop, Wang jumped on his body, one step was thirty fathers, and immediately entered the square of the palace.

The surrounding green smoke and the sandalwood smell grew stronger.

Ka-cha! ”

Just as Wang punched his toe and touched the cold slab floor in the center of the palace, a slight crack suddenly entered his ear. Wang punched and suddenly stopped.

Nevertheless, the crackling sound of ceramics, instead of stopping, has become more dense.

“Buzz!”

Wang punched his face and suddenly looked up, looking at the place where the sound came from.

Just across from Wang Zheng, on the bronze steps on the other side of the palace, a sculpture was erected on a bronze column held together by two people.

The surface of this sculpture is taupe brown, Wang Chung thought it was just a common sculpture, didn't care too much. But now it doesn't look as simple as a sculpture.

Cracked, the sculpture surface was getting more and more fine lines, less than a breath before and after, and the ceramic on the sculpture surface burst apart, revealing a miserable white figure underneath the ceramic.

The man was also dressed in an ancient robe and revealed an intense North-South period, a Chinese-Turkish style. And he had the same breath of death.

Five generations of dead!

Wang Chung instantly flashed a thought in his mind, almost instinctively remembering the six generations of dead people he had met before.

The two smell exactly the same, but the one in front of them looks older than the other.

Wum!

Five generations of dead people on the fine copper pillar suddenly opened their eyes, those eyes were equally hollow and atheistic, and as he opened his eyes, Wang's heart suddenly created an unprecedented sense of crisis.

That sense of crisis, like the mountains and the oceans, came in a whistle, it was suffocating.

And almost simultaneously, buzzing, on fine copper columns, suddenly something amazing happened. A vast, trembling aura, stronger and scarier than the previous six generations of living dead, burst out of that figure like a storm, covering the entire hall.

For a moment, the whole palace of light floated, and even the heavens and the earth seemed to change color.

Run!

In an instant, Wang punched the tip of his nose and smelled a strong breath of death. Six generations of Daluo Immortal Gong inherited more than one generation. With the powerful power shown by the first five generations of living and dead, if he is slapped, I'm afraid he will live forever.

At the same time, the noisy noise behind him approached quickly, and it appeared that in addition to the Kasamans, there were other black-clothed people who broke in.

Just for a moment, those people were getting closer and closer.

The first five generations of living dead are awakening rapidly, and the black men in the rear are approaching. The surrounding atmosphere was tense, even the air seemed to stop flowing, and Wang Chung even heard his chest, his heart pounding.

Only for a moment, several Kasas led their men here, and the five generations of dead popular machines of Fine Bronze Column locked themselves in. At that time, I was afraid I had no choice but to die.

Wang Zheng's heart pounded, that invisible time ticking sound, clear and smelly. Every moment is like pronouncing Wang Zheng a step further from death.

Wang Zhong tried to remain calm and thought rapidly in his mind, but the cold sweat seeping out of his forehead showed everything.

At that moment, time seemed to have subsided and the atmosphere was getting tighter and tighter.

“Young Master Wang, here! ”

It's too late to say that, just when the situation is critical to the extreme, suddenly a familiar voice enters the ear:

“Here, come here! ”

The voice was so anxious, it came from the underground not far behind the king's rush.

“Buzz!”

Just on Wang Zheng's right hand, the huge Boshan furnace not far away suddenly trembled and moved to the right, revealing a circular hole.

The pit was painted black and nothing could be seen clearly, but in the pit Wang Chun saw a familiar arm waving at himself.

“Lonely Ancestor! ”

Wang Chung looked at that arm and was shocked in his heart.

He and the lonely ancestors rushed into the cave, he entered the cave faster than the lonely ancestors, but somehow, the lonely ancestors who disappeared behind him would actually be one step ahead of him, and he still appeared in such a strange place.

“Come on, he can't get far! ”

Behind him came a roar, the voice of the black-clothed man.

Before thinking about it, Wang flung his body and suddenly jumped into the hole under Bo Shan Furnace.

As he entered the moment, his right hand slammed, and the huge and heavy Boshan furnace immediately crossed over, covering the hole.

“Don't move! ”

In the darkness, suddenly the voices of lonely ancestors appeared in the ears, and the voices were extremely concentrated.

Wang Chong did not speak, and the lonely ancestors stopped at the same time. His pores were sealed all over his body, and his breath converged to the extreme.

The position of the two men is not beyond the realm of the guardian of the five generations of living dead. In fact, the five generations of living dead in the hidden passage beneath the Boshan furnace cannot be lifted from the crisis.

But the next moment, Wang Chong understood the intention of leaving his ancestors alone.

With a cluttered footsteps, at the entrance of the palace, the light flashed and a figure rushed in quickly. Hercules, the leader, was the Kasawa man who had dealt with Wang.

Behind him, a black man named Half-Large, and Hurohua Blackflame gathered behind him all the dense and numb.

Everyone walked out of the cave and landed on the steps, looking up at the opposite side, and at a glance, five generations of revived dead people lived. Those godless eyes quickly fell on the dense, numb black man.

At this moment, a group of people in black clothes, like wildfires, the aura of open and fierce aura, concealed Wang Chong and others under Boshan furnace, attracted the attention of five generations of living dead people on the fine copper column.