The Human Emperor

“Second generation! ”

Wang punched his eyelids and finally lost his original calm. The “corpse” thrown from the hole, on the head and feet, can not see the face, but Wang Chong still wears an ancient robe familiar with the West Han period, recognized at a glance.

“Phew!”

Immediately thereafter, the cold light flashed and a long sword hurled out of it and fell to the ground. Wang Chung just glanced at it and suddenly his heart sank.

This is the second generation of Longsword!

When crossing the palace, Wang Zheng was very close to the second generation of long swords, and was very familiar with the pattern above, the look of the handle, and everything. If you can't see your face, you can only guess, then this second-generation sword thrown from the aisle has revealed everything.

“How is this possible! ”

Wang Zheng's heart shocked dramatically. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the crowd was so frightened and why, with the strength of ordinary sectarian fighters, he could have flowed all the way here.

“It's them! ”

In the spark of light, an idea passed through his mind, and Wang shook up to understand what.

The second generation has gone into the microscopic, and with the strength of Da Luo Xian Gong, I'm afraid many of the strong people entering the microscopic realm are not rivals of the second generation. And if you look at the whole operation, the whole cave, qualified, capable of destroying the second generation, I'm afraid those are the only people left!

“Hualala! ”

That is, for a moment, it seems to respond to Wang Chong's heart, the light flashed, narrow passage, a large group of people emerged from inside. Unlike the sectarian fighters who came out earlier, these men looked fiercely, but the color of God had to be much more tolerant.

“Careful! ”

“They're out! ”

……

With the appearance of these black men, the crowd was suddenly in turmoil. There was an atmosphere of uneasiness in the air, and a prominent sectarian fighter opened his eyes and swallowed his throat, sweating coldly on his forehead, revealing a clear fear and fear.

Wang Chong did not speak, but the divine colour grew heavy.

Everything was clear and delayed for so long that these mysterious, powerful black men finally came to the core. This is not the first time Wang Chong has dealt with these people, he deeply understands that these people are harsh and harsh.

The key is that these people are terribly powerful.

“I'm afraid it's hard to be good today! ”

Wang punched deeply, secretly.

And at this time...

“Buzz!”

There was a new change in the passage, three huge breaths, Yang to Gang, like the Hao Sun, suddenly appeared in people's perceptions.

None of the core areas that survive the trap of heavy machinery are masters. But compared to these three scents, they are immediately as small as ants.

Boom, the great earthquake vibrated, that is, the time of the shadow, three shadows, behaved freely, glanced at, the face covered with a golden mask, like a falling god, slowly came out of the passage, appeared in the view of the people.

When these three people emerged, the air instantly solidified, and three invisible pressures, heavy as mountains, swept across the field, appeared in the perception of the people.

Even Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting, along with Xuanyin, Bone Demon and Wanghui ancestors, none of them are slightly tightened by the divine color, such as the great enemy, for the first time revealing some nervous divine color.

“Three! ”

And seeing the man covered in golden light, the godly golden masked black man, Wang Chong, the evil emperor elderly, the wounded village chief, lonely ancestors is also a dramatic shock of the heart, one by one has changed his face.

One and four of the three have already had a side edge, and it was just once before that they appeared on the surface of the Great Lo Immortal Array, a golden giant who removed the three-eyed deer-shaped mask of the entire Great Lo Immortal Array shield.

This man is cold, eye-catching falcon, with pounds of destructive high-ranking abilities in his body, and is certainly a mighty powerful man.

Strength has reached micro-entries, and compared to the vast majority of the world's martial arts, including the most powerful at the height of the Admiral, it is already a very different realm in heaven, underground and completely different. Wang Chong and others have already experienced this.

The three-eyed deer-shaped masked man in front of him is unpredictable in strength, even if he is no weaker than the second generation.

And the other two...

A golden sheep mask with four black horns on one face and a golden red tiger mask on the other look like a prison and mysterious.

Apart from the four horned golden sheep mask men slightly weaker than the three-eyed deer mask men, the last man wearing the golden red tiger mask was so vibrant, like a smoky sea, it was even scarier than the other two.

In fact, it can also be seen from his position in the center that the emerging golden red tiger masked man, his strength, identity, status, is still above the three-eyed deer masked man who arrived earlier.

A three-eyed deer-shaped masked man has become extremely difficult to deal with. Wang Chong had no idea that another powerful and even stronger black man had emerged.

In that instant, Wang Zheng's heart sinks and his face looks incredible.

“Don't let anyone go! ”

At this point, the man in the middle of the golden red tiger mask suddenly spoke. A huge atmosphere is like a landslide, overwhelming the whole field. In front of this breath, even Song Yuanyi, Xuanyin Old Ancestors and others have to be overshadowed.

And after that, right behind him, countless people in black were pouring in like a tide, and three of them were the most visible. In addition to these three, there are at least four or five other masters who are not at all under the umbrella of the three Kasas.

“This is over, we're dead! ”

“Who are they? Why would you do that? ”

“No! I'll never die here. Fight them! ”

……

The fog is raging and an atmosphere of despair and panic is spreading through the crowd. Standing high, looking away, the range is not very large around the corridor, and countless sectarian fighters retreat.

“Bastard! Whatever you do, you will never succeed! ”

A woman's awesome shout-out rang across the underground core, and in a crowd of confusion, it was extremely harsh. Looking at the voice, at the entrance, only the man in the middle, a golden red tiger shaped mask, lifted his arms high and his five fingers were like pliers of iron, holding the neck of a middle-aged beautiful woman.

The middle-aged beautiful woman, Kim Chai, scattered and looked terrific, revealing a strong resentment in her eyes.

“It's her! ”

At first sight Wang Chung had not recognized it, but when he saw the white robe familiar to the middle-aged woman, Wang Chung reacted. The man with the golden red tiger mask did not hold it in his hand, it was the Dalo female leader who appeared in the Green Fire Cave.

The metal mask she had previously worn on her face had long been unknown and the entire population was disturbed and looked very weak.

The blood spilled from her mouth seemed to have been tortured along the way.

“She did end up in their hands! ”

Wang punched his eyebrows and had previously heard at least three major earthquakes caused by large institutions in the dark underground river. Despite falling into the hands of three black-clothed chiefs, it appears that the Big Lot's female chief also devoured them.

“Humph, silly woman, we have a way to get you to talk, even if you've done everything you can to stop it, but in the end, we're not here all the same. Don't think we can't get what we want out of your mouth if you don't! ”

At this point, the tall, skinny, four-winged sheep-shaped mask man on the leftmost side suddenly spoke with a chilling voice.

“Somebody, bring me those captured Dahlos! ”

The four-horned sheep-shaped mask man waved his hand toward the rear. Soon, a well-known black clothed man walked up from the rear with seven or eight Dahluo veins. In addition to some ordinary Dahluo people, there were many Dahluo elders.

Cha

Without a trace of hesitation, a black man with a knife cut off the head of a Dairo man without even asking. The headless body bled to the ground, straightening up the weight.

“Bastard! You bastards! I won't let you go! ”

Seeing this scene, the Dalo woman leader was immediately greatly irritated, her eyes were red, her body twisted wildly, struggled, and cursed with tearing hearts and lungs.

“Kill some more. Kill that elder with me! ”

At this point, the three-eyed deer-shaped mask man on the right gave the order, sounding colder and more cruel than the four-horned sheep-shaped mask man.

His voice fell, and four black masters immediately walked forward, each walking beside a Dalo.

“Bastards, you bastards! I wouldn't let you go if I were a ghost! ”

A famous Dalo shouted wildly and shouted tremendous hatred in his eyes. They tried hard to struggle, but his power was sealed and he could not escape.

Ka Cha

By a single order, three of the Daloh people did not say a word, immediately fell straight to the ground, the blood in their bodies was swollen and quickly infected.

“Now it's your turn! ”

At this time, one of the masters in black, who was no less powerful than three kasas, walked to the elder Dahlo, who was white with a long sword on his neck, and the sharp blade immediately pressed a deep blood stain on it, bleeding like a pillar.

“There's no need to be so troubled, since she won't talk, let's kill the rest of the Taro together! These Great Ruins are no longer eligible to exist in the world! ”

At this very moment, a majestic and bright voice rang out and sounded frightening, through an altruistic hegemony. At this point, the golden red tiger mask, headed by the man, opened his mouth.

With his hands behind his back, the man was strong and just stood there casually, giving a sense of opulence. The horrible smell that erupted from his body, like a storm, overwhelmed everyone's head and was heavily breathing.