The Human Emperor

Cold sweat permeated the forehead of the lonely ancestors. Since reaching the peak of the Holy Land, the lonely ancestors have never encountered such a dangerous situation. The enemy is close, but the deviation cannot be done. Though I feel extremely disturbed in my heart, lonely ancestors will never doubt the judgment of the evil emperor.

Time ticks, at this moment, Wang punches as thin as ice, all the pressure converges on him.

Bang, step by step, in the eyes of the Uhur village chief, the lonely ancestors and the evil emperor, the famous man dressed in armor, tall and powerful, seemingly divine two generations of living dead people step by step, quickly rubbing himself from the side of three generations.

Wang Chong tried to manipulate the third generation to stop it in front of the second generation, but the three generations of the living and dead had just moved. Wang Chong noticed that the four-foot sword in the second generation's hands had visibly trembled for a moment, and suddenly disappeared.

Two feet!

The second generation pounded into the micro-high level of Qi, forcibly invading the Qi of the third generation, the crisis triggered. Everyone's cold sweat is coming out of their foreheads. Now everything is tied to Wang Zheng. As long as there is something wrong, it is a war immediately.

One foot!

The second generation of the living and dead stepped out. This time, he crossed directly into front of Wang Chong, less than two feet apart from Wang Chong. Cold sweat poured from the back of his heart, wounding the village chief, leaving his ancestors alone. The old man of the evil emperor mentioned his voice all at once. The situation has become very dangerous. As long as Wang Chong indicated, everyone will immediately attack.

- Even if you can't fight, you can't care less at this time.

However, unlike everyone else imagined, Wang was impulsive and motionless at all times.

“Too strong! His strength has reached at least the micro-medium level! ”

At a distance of several inches, Wang Zhong felt an unprecedented tremendous pressure. Only when facing two generations alone will he feel how strong his strength is.

In the feeling of Wang Chong, the power of the second generation is like a bottomless abyss, and Wang Chong can even sense the smell of another higher level space through his body.

That is the source of micro-entry forces.

To move beyond the peak of the Holy Spirit and reach another higher level, it is necessary to break the barriers of space and rules and reach that powerful layer of space that is hard to describe in the underworld. But in order to achieve this, Wang Chong once felt it on the Goddess of Food and War, but at that time the space energy was extremely unstable, and the second generation in front of him was already as strong as steel.

Once again, Wang Chong felt that small, unrivalled feeling.

“Never clash with a second generation at this time! ”

Wang punched his mind instantly flashed countless thoughts, he blocked pores all over his body, all the breath sinking deep into the Dantian field, only diffused the big gas in his body to the limb wreckage, all over the body surface.

More than that, in the middle of the underworld, from three generations of conscious debris, the first gravity of the immortal power of the extreme infinite Yuan Dailuo Immortal Art, quickly came to mind. This, Wang Chongfu to the mind, while understanding the Mind Law, while practicing the Great Immortal Art according to the law of the Great Immortal Art previously discovered.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Without mentioning the change of Wang Chong, the other generation of dead people stared at Wang Chong. The fox suspicion in his eyes grew stronger and his eyes grew brighter. That four-foot sword slowly lifted, and he looked at Wang and rushed into the past.

“Bad!”

Seeing this scene, the face of the elderly evil emperor and the head of the wounded village changed dramatically, as it is now, even if the second generation has not yet felt their breath, such a sword stabbing action, even if the king ran away for his life, I am afraid will fall into serious injury.

“Village Chief, get ready! ”

The evil emperor and his consciousness wave came into the mind of the village chief and was ready to proceed immediately.

Watching a war is inevitable, and at this point, an unexpected thing happens --

“Buzz!”

Without the slightest sign, Wang fluttered, 18,000 pores all diastolic, just in the perception of the people, a faint aura emanated from Wang flushing.

This scent is very naive and completely different from the two or three generations, but it is definitely the scent of the Great Immortal Gong.

“How is this possible?! ”

At this time, there's nothing more shocking than being alone with your ancestors. Before the action, Wang Zheng lost a great deal of air to each of them, but that was completely different from what Wang Zheng is now breathing.

Borrowed Big Luo Qi, no matter how pure, was fake, one accidental, revealed a broken bloom, let the second generation identify, then it happened to be awkward, a dead end. But Wang Chong's breath is different. Although his breath is weak, it makes people feel like they are cultivating it.

This is essentially identical to the second and third generations.

“Buzz!”

Just in the eyes of everyone, the second generation had already stabbed the four-foot long sword beside Wang, and his snowy eyes revealed a slight confusion, as if something was difficult to understand.

Silent!

Incredible silence!

No one dares to come out of the atmosphere. Although Wang Chong's breath looks exactly the same as that of three generations and two generations, no one knows whether this move will work or not.

It's been a long time...

It seems to finally confirm that Wang Shou in front of him is just another Da Luo heir like himself, but only between the two generations, the hostility in the eyes slowly dispersed, he collected the long sword, turned around, step by step returned to the White Jade throne, motionless.

Whoa!

At that moment, everyone took a long relaxed breath, the dangerous egg, the breath finally dissipated.

“Go, go, go! ”

The evil old man promptly urged. Night dreams abound, no one knows what will happen next, get into the passage sooner, get out of danger sooner.

Soon, in the order previously agreed, people entered the passage quickly, one by one, until three generations left, two generations stood there motionless and motionless.

When all passes safely and smoothly into the passage, every single one is as relieved as a death escape.

“Go! There's only one palace left! ”

The consciousness waves of the evil old emperor echoed in the minds of the people.

Successfully passed the palace guarded by the second generation, the confidence in the people soared. If the second generation can be hidden and successfully passed through the palace guarded by him, it means that the people can similarly pass through the last palace guarded by the stronger generation by simply making artillery in accordance with the law.

- Everyone is getting closer and closer to the core of the last great treasure trove.

The journey continued through the 60-70 metre long temple corridor, and the crowd quickly arrived at the last place. But when they walked out of the hallway, the crowd stood still.

“Ah?! ”

“What's going on? Behind the corridor is not a palace? ”

“Isn't there a generation? ”

……

Coming out of the hallway of the earth palace, the view is flawless, unlike the palace guarded by an imaginary generation of people, there is a huge space in front of them, and the green smoke in the space hides the view of the people.

“What's going on? ”

Village chief Wu Wounded trembled with his eyebrows and walked out of the palace first with his crutches.

The Great Immortal Monarch has six generations of disciples. According to the law, three generations later are two generations, and two generations later are one generation. Through the last level, everyone can reach the core of the treasure, and succeed in obtaining the famous world. The great immortal power of the Great Infinity Immortal Art of Ancient China is shocked.

But the situation is obviously different from what people think. Is the rumor wrong? What happened to the first disciple of the Great Lo Immortal Emperor and did not put him in the palace? Or does the Great Lo Xianjun actually have no six disciples?

Everyone's minds fluctuate, and they all wonder.

“Hahaha, although I don't know why there is no generation and last palace, I can be sure that this is the heart of the great treasure of the great great great great great great great great great great great great immortal power here! ”

All of a sudden, a loud laugh sounded and I shook away from my grandfather's robe, first walking forward.

After so much ordeal, the journey was tortuous, and the lonely ancestors did not think that they had actually entered the heart of the great treasure.

“Careful! ”

Wang Zheng stood behind him and saw this scene, his heart tightened, controlling three generations of living and dead people to come together:

“Everything here has not yet been identified and must not be inadvertent. ”

Wang Chung said as he broke out the pounding mental power, radiating the entire space as quickly as the tide. Just for a moment, Wang Chung perceived the true face of the entire space through the dark smoke of green.

This is another abyss with a diameter of nearly a kilometer. This abyss is unpredictable. Wang Chong's mental power just explored half the way out and touched a cliff. Beneath the cliff, deep and bottomless, there is no idea where it leads. And then up, the king punched a kilometer of probing distance, and he couldn't even touch the end of it.

But just in the middle of the cliff, Wang Chong's spiritual power detected something.

In this strange space, no one dared carelessly, Wang Chung placed three generations of living dead in front of him, then slowly walked forward with lonely ancestors, master evil old people.

“So quiet! ”

Wounded village chief walked forward on crutches, measured the whole area quickly, the whole area quietly, other than the fog, nothing other movement.

“When we came in, the second generation was still suspended in the air, and his long sword had not been summoned, and no one but us had ever been here! ”

The old man of the evil emperor looked vigilantly at all sides, opening his mouth.

The power of the second generation is too strong, and if it is not through the power of the third generation, even they will have difficulty passing through. A strong guardian who enters the micro-entry middle class is not so easy to defeat. The whole of Nakahara can pass through here, I'm afraid, Cape Phoenix.

Wang Chong did not speak, and did not dare to be slightly careless until everything was clarified.