The Human Emperor

“Dying Struggle! ”

Wang Chung snorted and quickly jumped from the demon's head. Though the magic seemed appalling, it had only just moved, and Wang Zhong knew that it was only a prolonged breath, only one last breath left.

“Master Wang, do you have any thoughts? ”

A voice came from his ear, Zhengqi Alliance Vice Alliance Lord Xie Guangting suddenly walked up and asked. This sentence also speaks the minds of many people, all eyes looking at Wang Shong.

“It's hard to say yet if it works or not, but I might need your help by then! ”

Wang shouted.

As he said this, he looked up at the top, only to see the vibrations coming from the sky, and the two gleaming golden rays blended together again. It seems that Da Luo Xianjun's injuries are not as serious as imagined. In a short period of time, it will not be easy for Huang Longzhenjun to defeat him.

But it has been going on for so long, I'm afraid the defeat of the Great Lo Immortal King is only a matter of time.

“Senior, I hope I can help you...”

Wang shook his head and looked up. Just at the height of the battle between Huang Long Zhenjun and Da Luo Xianjun, Wang punched his foot and walked forward, his right palm extended, suddenly pressed against the massive head of the earth.

At the same time, his eyes closed, that huge, making it difficult for all the martial arts in the place, including Song Yuanyi, to embarrass the back of the neck, sighing like a tidal wave of substantial spiritual power, surge and tremendous, quickly broke out of the sky, did not enter the earthly demon's head.

The demon died, and this time Wang Chung easily discovered its true location. Boom, just a blink of an eye, Wang Chong's spiritual power has entered its mind.

“It really is! ”

Wang Chong just explored it roughly, and suddenly his heart was determined.

The demon has just died, consciousness has not completely dissipated, and all restraints in the body remain intact. The spiritual power of Wang Zheng is like a mercury lagoon, pouring into every meridian and every nerve of the demon.

If his judgment is correct, then you must find something in the mind of the Magic that you assume.

“Found it! ”

After searching the mind of the demon, Wang Chung quickly found a diamond-shaped piece of consciousness at the center of the demon's eyebrow.

This fragment of consciousness is completely different from the dark consciousness of magic chaos, the whole thing is like ice, crystal clear, and the energy of consciousness is very pure. This degree of purity has far surpassed the three great fairies of sheep, deer and tiger.

“This is it! ”

Wang Zheng's heart was bright with snow and no accidents. This should be the consciousness fragment of the Yellow Dragon True Monarch left in the Earth's demon.

Yellow Dragon Zhenjun wants to control a mess of consciousness. Without an intelligent demon, it is impossible not to leave consciousness fragments in his body. More importantly, Wang Zheng has come into close contact with Yellow Dragon Zhenjun in Daluo Immortal Palace. This ice shaped consciousness fragment is exactly like Yellow Dragon Zhenjun.

As soon as this fragment was discovered, without a trace of hesitation, Wang impelled himself and pounded his mental power into this fragment of consciousness instantly.

“Boom!”

It seemed like there was only one moment, and it seemed like there had been countless long centuries. In a moment, Wang Chong's spiritual power quickly entered another world. In his eyes, he saw a silk thread thinner than spider silk, which at one end connected the icy spiritual fragments in the earthly demon's mind, while at the other end, it stretched all the way up, not above the infinite void.

Without a trace of hesitation, Wang Zheng's spiritual power came out like a tidal surge, spreading all the way along that tiny silk thread towards the infinite top, as if it were a lightning bolt, surprisingly fast, and disappeared just momentarily above.

……

Time went backwards for a moment, just when Wang Chung discovered the icy fragments of consciousness in the mind of the earth, above the sky, inside the golden light that was brighter than the sun, the battle had reached a very intense level. For many sectarian fighters, this battle has far surpassed their imagination.

The two shadow rabbits fell and fluctuated in the void. Inside the golden light, the entire space shook like a wave of water. At the same time, Huang Long Zhenjun and Dalo Zhenjun appeared in the void with dozens of different shadows, making it completely impossible to recognize where they are and where they are.

And if you look closely, the void next to them, like a hive, shows a lot of illusions. There is an emerald mountain, there is a running river, there is a whirring meteorite, there is an endless gravel desert, these things, though phantom, make people feel like the whole mountain river earth is actually smashed over.

This is a situation that many martial artists have had difficulty reaching throughout their lives.

“Yellow Dragon, you are doomed to fail! No matter how much effort you put into it, you can't change it! ”

In the vast golden light, the voice of the Great Immortal King echoed in the void.

“Ha-ha-ha, you mean the son of destiny? Hiding here for so long has finally made you wait for the Son of Destiny! For over a thousand years, who would have thought that your ultimate purpose was for him. ”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch laughed loudly, and those cold eyes seemed so cold:

“But you are doomed to despair of hope. Sitting dead for over a thousand years, your body has decayed. When I kill you, I will crush the Son of Destiny with one finger, like an ant! ”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch's voice revealed a naked killing intent, and a deep disdain. Whether it's the Son of Destiny or whatever, he's just a little ant in his eyes, and he doesn't even hesitate to go and kill him himself.

“There are things that do not transfer by your will, Yellow Dragon, no matter what you think, you cannot kill him this time, even if he is just a stone's throw away from you, even if you deliberately seal up the whole space to trap him. ”

Da Luo Xianjun sighed, a flame hundreds of times more fierce than the sun struck his body, blowing his body out of a big hole, but his lips were still talking. Soon, however, the body of one big hole and the talking head slowly disappeared like a shadow, quickly disappearing, while more Da Luo Xianjun appeared in several other directions.

- Both men's means have gone beyond holy, to the point where many martial arts fighters think.

“Ha ha, because your celestial projection saw him in destiny again? ”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch sarcastically, despising the Great Dragon Immortal Monarch:

“Destiny can only trap those in it, and it is of no use to God. Whatever you see in the sky, I can easily kill him and let your deductions fall apart! ”

“You're wrong! ”

But the words of the Great Immortal King stunned him greatly:

“My astronomical mathematics can't predict his future, but you can't kill him. If it was that easy, he wouldn't be the son of destiny. ”

The voice of the Great Dragon Immortal Monarch fell, and the Yellow Dragon True Monarch across the street couldn't help but laugh.

“Hahaha, what a child of destiny, with your words, I will have to kill him anyway for a while! ”

The words of the Yellow Dragon True Monarch reveal cruelty.

But the laughter only lasted for a moment, and it stopped. The next moment, Huang Longzhenjun felt something, frowned, his subconscious glanced at the bottom, and at that moment, a very strange feeling came from his heart.

“What's going on? ”

This idea just flashed through his mind. A powerful spirit and the spiritual nature of the Yellow Dragon True Monarch were completely different and burst into his mind.

“Boy, it's you! ”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch shouted, his face changed.

Don't say it's the Yellow Dragon True Monarch, even the Da Luo Immortal Monarch is unexpected at this time.

“It really is! ”

At this moment, Wang Chong feels completely different. Along this spiritual connection, Wang Zhengjun succeeded in blowing into the mind of Huang Long Zhengjun, following the fragments of consciousness left by Huang Long Zhenjun in the earthly demon. People like Huang Longzhenjun, under normal circumstances, Wang Chong wanted to invade his mind, almost impossible, at least never so easy.

Yellow Dragon True Monarch, when he created the magic, also left a glimmer in his mind.

“So this is his world of consciousness! ”

Wang Zheng looked up at the top. This operation was smoother than he thought. In just a few moments, Wang Zheng had invaded the conscious world of Huang Longzhenjun.

Contrary to the fragments of consciousness that he left in the earthly demon's mind, Huang Longzhenjun's world of consciousness was bright and full of a fiery aura. When Wang punched into his mind, it was like entering another world. The whole world is made up of myriad light clusters that look like myriad rays of sunshine, reminiscent of the ancient "Legend of the Ten Days”.

“Dead and alive boy, you have such great courage! ”

At this time, a buzzing voice sounded in Wang Zheng's mind, and Yellow Dragon True Monarch finally spoke.

“How dare you come against your so-called gods if you don't have the guts! I'll show you the power of mortals in your eyes now! ”

Wang Chung sneered.

“Boy, you are dead! ”

Yellow Dragon True Monarch heard the rumor, rage, rumbling, the whole space of consciousness swayed from day to day, a pounding spiritual force came together from all sides.

The strike was incredibly powerful and discolored almost everything in the heavens and the earth.

Though good, Wang Chong's spiritual strength absorbed from the Nightmare reached five times the previous spiritual strength, and broke through the bottleneck to substantiate the spirit. However, there is still a considerable gap with people like Huang Longzhenjun.

In Yellow Dragon True Monarch wants to come, to deal with a character like Wang Chong, it doesn't take much to blow ashes at all.

However, Huang Longzhenjun still far underestimated Wang Chong. This trip he dared to break into the conscious world of Huang Longzhenjun, how could he not be prepared at all.

“Song Yuanyi! Xie Guangting! Xuanyin Old Ancestor! Maggie! Lonely Ancestor! Master, Mayor... now, give me all your strength! ”

The electric lightning stone firehouse, through the heavy space, just deep underground, Wang Zheng stood next to the magical giant head, looked up to the sky, and uttered a shock in his mouth.

And long before that, his spiritual power had spread, dispersed into dozens of shares, connected to Song Yuanyi, Xie Guangting Pavilion, Xuanyin Ancestor, Wanghui Ancestor, Bone Demon Ancestor, Lonely Ancestor, Evil Emperor Old Man, Wounded Village Mayor, SKU Yuanjia… and the strongest of all sects.

And with Wang Chong's voice, without any hesitation, everyone gathered all their spiritual strength, a huge wave, like a tidal wave, gathered into Wang Chong's body, and along that intangible silk string, like lightning, burst into Huang Longzhenjun's mind.