The Human Emperor

“What's the matter with this?! ”

Wang Zheng muttered to himself and couldn't say a word. He never thought that the last thing he saw along the light was not the Grand Rose Immortal Palace, but stepped into another space.

The world in front of you is unparalleled, giving you an unspeakable unknown and mysterious.

Wang Zheng's mind read a move, his subconscious expands his mental power, but his mental power reached him, and Wang Zheng could not feel anything different. Turning back, the golden light behind him had long disappeared, with only the same white cloud as the fog in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Chung's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled deeply, everything in front of him was undoubtedly different from his original imagination of heaven and earth.

Buzz, just at this time, a slight burning sensation came from the palm of the hand again, at this time the sword of the Great Lo Immortal in the hand trembled again.

“Looks like this is it! ”

Wang punched secretly in his heart. Now that he has come, since it is certain that this is the right place, Wang Chongsong set his heart.

“Hualala! ”

At this point, a wave of chains suddenly entered the ear, making it look very dazzling in this empty and quiet space.

Wang Zheng moved in his heart and followed his fame. Only in the fog, two blurred shadows violently swayed for a moment, then disappeared and was hidden again by the fog.

“It's a chain! ”

Wang punched his head and immediately recognized it, hoo, big sleeve waved, a pounding breath whistled out, turned into a wind, blowing away the fog in front of him. Just beneath the white stone, not far apart, Wang Chung saw two thick chains of arms, never far past the shuttle, all the way up, toward the height of the entire space, infinitely spread.

Airflow surged in space, and the two chains vibrated dramatically, making a noise.

Wang Zheng stood in place, thought for a moment, then gently flew out, like a light and floating leaf, landing above the chain.

“It's cold, it's Meteorite Iron! ”

Wang Chong immediately identified his feet as soon as they were chained. He collects a lot of Meteorites from overseas, and is familiar with the texture of these things, but unlike the Meteorites he collects, the chains at his feet look older and very cold.

Buzzing, Wang punched his internal qi, naturally creating a suction under his feet, while flying forward.

Ten characters, hundred characters, thousand characters…, Wang Chong's speed is extremely fast, along the wire, the distance from the original position is also getting higher and higher. In a moment, nothing can be distinguished in front of him, only two cold chains are left to guide the direction.

Wang Chong doesn't know where this is or where the two chains end up. Everything is unknown and filled with endless mysteries.

Wang Chong continued to fly forward, time slowly passed, one minute, two minutes, one hour, two hours, three hours, Wang Chong's internal Qi continued to consume, but the chain in front of him was endless, with no signs of stopping.

Gradually, Wang Zhong felt something was wrong.

“With my strength now, even if it is more than 10,000 meters, the time has come. But now that three or four hours have passed, how could there be so much space in the whole underground! ”

Wang Zhong muttered to himself, but at this moment, he had no way back, he could only continue along the way.

“Wow!”

At this moment, another sound came into his ear. At this moment, Wang's heart suddenly felt an unspeakable strangeness. Wang strode down and looked at the place where the sound came from. He saw only another place not far from each other. Another chain swayed, never far past.

That chain was completely different from Wang's, but several chains seemed to lead in the same direction.

“No! What is that?”

All of a sudden, Wang Chung's eyes swept across the front of the chain, his eyebrows jumped and he immediately noticed something was wrong. Hoo, Wang Chung waved his big sleeve, pounding his strength to flush past, sweeping the fog in front of him. The next moment, Wang Chung finally saw what was on the chain.

It's a white skeleton hanging on top of it, swaying with chains.

And when you look at that skeleton instantly, a strong shock and unspeakable weirdness suddenly burst into your mind. Wang Chong entered this mysterious space only after passing through the golden building light, and logically there should be no one else here but himself.

The sudden appearance of a third chain is already very strange, and the skeleton hanging from the third chain reinforces this feeling to the point where it cannot be added.

“What's the matter with this? Has anyone been here before? Or, apart from here, are there actually other avenues? ”

Wang Zheng's heart fluctuated.

All the way forward, more chains are seen, and scattered, and more and more white skeletons are seen by Wang Chung. Everything looks so mysterious that it is completely impossible to use common sense to speculate.

Time passed slowly, Wang Chong can no longer remember how long he stayed here, or how far he went. Along the way, he only saw more and more chains on the top of his head, increasing from two or three to seven or eight, more than a dozen, dozen… like a spider web, radiating in the same direction.

It seemed like only for a moment, as if after countless centuries, finally, along the chain that climbed all the way up, where countless chains converged, Wang Chung saw a light door, emitting a faint light at high altitude, seemingly waiting for something.

“Buzz!”

At this time, Wang punched his sword, which had been immersed for a long time, as if to feel something, buzzed and trembled again. Feeling the fierce heat of the sword in his hand, Wang shook his mind and suddenly returned.

His body shook like an arrow off a string, lightning rushed into the light door.

With endless white light, these lights shine brighter than the sun, making it completely impossible to open your eyes for a long time -

When the light in front of him gradually became faint, Wang Chung finally opened his eyes slowly. Wang Chong first felt a solid ground under his feet, and when he opened his eyes, that white space finally disappeared.

When Wang Chung clearly looked at the scene behind the white light door, those young, resolute, experiencing the fluttering face, revealed for the first time an extremely stunned divine color.

Wang Chung thought that there might be another strange place behind the white light door, but when Wang opened his eyes, he found the light soft in front of him, a golden and glorious hall.

The carved beam building in this hall, ancient colors, on both sides of the hall, is a draped curtain, and looking out, the walls on both sides are all wooden hollow buildings, engraved with a pattern, not flowers, birds, worms, fish, but some ancient beasts.

Everything gives an unspeakable sense of quiet.

“This is…”

Wang Chong suddenly opened his eyes, some unbelievable. Although Wang Chong has never been here before, the building here feels familiar to Wang Chong.

This is the interior of the Great Immortal Palace.

Wang Chongwan didn't expect to spend that much time, crossing that long distance, through that white light door, and finally entering the interior of this Grand Rose Immortal Palace. In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts passed through the mind. At this moment, Wang punched only one thought in his mind:

Close to the Horizon!

From the outside, the distance from the golden light to the Grand Lo Immortal Palace is only a few lengths, but that is the distance, for Wang Chong, it crosses the entire space.

For a moment, Wang Zheng's heart could not help but create an unspeakable sense of awe. There is no doubt that everything in front of him has gone beyond martial arts and involves another realm and power that is difficult to conjure up and imagine for tens of millions of martial artists.

In the electric light and stone fireroom, these thoughts flew through the mind, Wang Chong quickly set his mind and looked forward. Just in front of Wang Chong, a few feet apart, the two bronze incense stoves stood on their left and right sides, the copper crane stood on one foot, the sharp beak leaned slightly, a hint of green smoke emerged from the crane mouth, the void filled with a faint fragrance.

Behind the copper crane, an ancient circular altar stands with a large rose pattern on its surface, while an old white futon is placed at the center of the altar. And on the futon, a skinny old man dressed in a spring and autumn era crane, with a silver white hairpin on his head, sitting there, holding a sitting position, motionless.

The old man's skull was slightly drooping, his breath decayed and his exposed skin grey and white, apparently dead for an extremely long time.

The whole space was silent and silent.

“This should be the Great Lo Immortal King! ”

Wang Chung looked at the "Dalo” pattern on the old man's robe and thought about it.

Though he has been dead for a very long time, Da Luo Xianjun in front of him still maintains a dusty and vulgar temperament. He is also a dignified, immortal and powerful man when he is sure to live.

Wang Zhongshen quickly walked forward and knelt down in front of the old man. He respectfully gave a bow.

“Latter-day Wang Zhong, has seen the Great Lo Xianjun seniors. He broke into the Immortal Palace and looked to Haihan for disrespect. ”

The voice was not down, Wang Chong respectfully slapped a head. The visitor is a guest. Since he entered the master's room, he must still have the courtesy. This is also Wang Chong's usual style of conduct.

The moment he raised his head, suddenly an unusual feeling surged up his heart, Wang punched in his heart, raised his head, only to see the oblique top behind Da Luo Xianjun, on the wall with the pattern raised, a butterfly that was only carved suddenly trembled.

Its body was shaking, hidden in the blue light, and the light grew more and more, just for a moment, thumped, and immediately broke out.

“ ”

Seeing this strange scene, Wang Zhang stuck the whole person.

The next moment, only the wings of the spiritual butterfly were opened and put together, flashing, flying down from above, it was actually like a little glow, falling on the forehead of the Lo Xianjun below.

The wings of the spiritual butterfly slowly fanned, while the Great Lo Immortal Monarch has become lifeless, very decaying body shell, also with the wings of the spiritual butterfly fanned, slowly a slight incredible change.

Just in Wang Chong's eyes, a faint ray of life, from nothing to nothing, suddenly appeared deep in the shell of Dailuo Xianjun.

At first, if nothing, it was like a blaze, but in the blink of an eye, it grew and swept away at a stormy speed.

The skin exposed to the Great Lo Xianjun was originally just gray and white as a dead man, but it was moisturized by this life, quickly becoming red and slowly returning to its normal color.

And on the Great Lo Xianjun, that dry wrinkle was slowly propped up and became red and full.

At this moment, Wang, as if he understood something, looked at Da Luo Xianjun in front of him and finally revealed an extremely shocked look in his eyes.

“How is this possible! ”

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, Wang Chong couldn't believe it. There are still such things in the world.

And it seemed to respond to his speculation that Da Luo Xianjun's body trembled slightly, just a minor movement, but caused a wave of waves in Wang's heart.

“You're finally here! ”

A hidden, long sigh suddenly burst into Wang's mind. And with this sound, Wang punched Da Luo Xianjun's eyes trembled and opened his eyes violently.