The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 485

"Come on, they will soon rush up!"

The king punched a low voice and quickly recovered his gaze from the six-generation living dead, rushing toward the front at full speed.

The three-eyed deer-shaped mask man has completely controlled the scene. Although the six-generation living dead was temporarily dragged by Wang Chong using the third-name fighter, he will immediately rush in as soon as he has the chance.

Both the people and the king are like enemies and non-friends. Once they are caught up, with Wang Chong’s current situation, there is only one dead end. Now the only vitality is to rush forward, with the opportunity to open the gap between the three-eyed deer mask male and the six generations of living dead, to win that breath.

- And the best result is to find Da Luo Xiangong as soon as possible and leave here smoothly.

The winds roared on both sides, and only the rich blue smoke filled the eyes, and it continued to surge from the surrounding.

All the way rushed forward, and gradually, Wang Chong felt something wrong.

The cave in front of it seems to be very different from other caves. Under the feet is not a rough rock, but a solid piece of floor tiles.

On both sides of the passage, it is not an ordinary hole wall, but it is a hard metal. Not only that, in the rich blue smoke, Wang Chong actually smelled a faint... sandalwood taste!

The lonely ancestors who had rushed into the cave together with Wang Chong did not know when they disappeared. Wang Chong’s mental powers were detected and he did not find his position.

"There is no way! You must find a way out as soon as possible!"

Wang Chong’s heart was secretly, and his mind quickly concentrated on his eyes.

At this moment, countless thoughts passed over the mind, the hard metal walls, the rolling blue smoke, and the sandalwood fragrance in the blue smoke. What Wang Xuan thought in his heart.

But for a moment, Wang Chong succeeded in confirming the speculation in his heart.

Hey!

Wang Chong all the way along the passage, about a few kilometers later, at the end of the passage, Wang Chong suddenly stopped in front of a long stretch of bronze steps.

Palace!

Wang Chong looked at the huge space that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a thought flashed in his mind.

This is an extremely large ancient palace. Among the palaces, there is a quaint, giant Han Dynasty Boshan furnace. There is a blue smoke inside. The sandalwood smelled by Wang Chong’s nose is the one that comes out. of.

In the center of the main hall, and on another high step, there is a huge dragon column.

These dragon pillars are not carved from Nanmu, but are made of fine copper.

"What the **** is this?"

Wang Chong whispered to himself, and there was a feeling of incomprehension in his heart.

Accustomed to the intricate cave network in the depths of the underground, suddenly, I saw a huge ancient palace that seems to have been sealed by history, so that Wang Chong has a strange feeling that cannot be said.

And the palace in front of you is empty and you can't see a figure. But the more so, the more Wang Chong is not willing.

Wang Chong still remembers the previous ancestors said that Da Luo Xianjun had a total of six generations of descendants.

The more this seemingly safe place, the more Wang Chong is afraid to relax his vigilance.

Hey!

When I was looking at the empty underground palace, suddenly Wang Chong’s face changed slightly. The next moment, I felt a severe pain coming from the belly of Dantian.

"It’s another episode, and the frequency is getting faster and faster! If you don’t want to find Da Luo Xian Gong and dispel the suffocating anger in the body, I am afraid that it will soon be ruined.”

Wang Chong stood there, glaring at Dan Tian with one hand and shaking all the time. Wang Chong’s young and handsome face showed an extremely painful look.

The cold sweat and the big ones drip from his forehead. At that moment, Wang Chong felt like there was a palm reaching into his body, pulling the seven passes and eight veins, the pain was unimaginable.

Wang Chong closed his eyes and slowly pushed the body's suffocating gas, slowly and in a row, smoothing the suffocating suffocation in the body.

I don't know how long it took. Finally, the body's suffocation slowly subsided, and the pain of the cone heart slowly disappeared.

"You must leave here as soon as possible, and you must find Da Luo Xian Gong anyway!"

Wang Chong looked up and looked at the dark road ahead.

Da da da!

At this time, a sudden burst of air, accompanied by cluttered footsteps came from behind.

"Come on! Don't let the kid run!"

"Be sure to find him anyway!"

"The son of destruction!"

......

The sound of anger is mixed with the voice of anger, the black people.

Wang Chong's face changed slightly and suddenly resolved.

The strength of the six generations of living dead is extremely powerful, and the four-pole Wu Jun can't bear his hand. I didn't expect to stop these black people.

Wang Chong’s strength has been weakened very much. If he meets them at this time, he will basically die.

When I couldn’t think too much, Wang Chong took a deep breath and looked firm. He quickly stepped forward and headed for the underground palace in front.

Hey, Wang Chong’s body jumped, and one step was thirty feet, and immediately entered the square of the underground palace.

The surrounding blue smoke filled the air, and the sandalwood fragrance became more and more intense.

"Hey!"

Just when Wang Chong’s toes landed and touched the icy slate ground in the central part of the underground palace, a sudden burst of cracking sound was heard into the ears. Wang Chong’s heart stunned and suddenly stopped.

However, despite the fact that the cracking sound of ceramics has not stopped, it has become more and more dense.

"Hey!"

Wang Chong's face changed, and suddenly he looked up and looked at the place where the sound came out.

Just opposite Wang Chong, on the bronze steps on the other side of the underground palace, there is a sculpture on the bronze pillar that is taller and taller.

The surface of the sculpture is taupe, and Wang Chong thought it was just an ordinary sculpture, and did not care too much. But now it seems that it is far from being a sculpture.

Hey, there are more and more fine lines on the surface of the sculpture. There is less than one breath before and after. The ceramic on the surface of the sculpture bursts open, but under the ceramic, a pale figure is revealed.

The man was also wearing an ancient robes, and revealed a strong Southern and Northern dynasty, the style of the Middle-earth Han Chinese. And he also revealed a death scent.

Five generations of living dead!

Wang Chong’s mind flashed a thought in an instant, almost instinctively remembered the six generations of dead people he had encountered before.

The breath of the two is exactly the same, but in front of him, it looks more ancient than that.

Hey!

The five generations of living dead on the fine copper pillars, the sharp eyes open, the eyes are equally empty and godless, and just as he opens his eyes, Wang Chong suddenly has an unprecedented sense of crisis.

The sense of crisis, like the mountains and the sea, roaring, it is almost suffocating.

And almost at the same time, 嗡, fine copper and iron column, suddenly changed dramatically. A huge tremorous scent is more powerful and terrible than the previous six generations of living dead, as if it were a storm, bursting out of the figure and covering the entire hall.

For a moment, the light and shadow of the entire hall floated, and it seemed that even the heavens and the earth had changed color.

escape!

In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Chong's nose smelled a strong death, and the six generations of Da Luo Xian Gong's inheritors were stronger than the first generation. With the powerful strength of the five generations of living dead, as long as you are on the palm of your hand, I am afraid that he will be killed forever.

At the same time, the noisy voice behind him quickly approached, and it seemed that in addition to the fight, there were other black people who broke into it.

It’s only a matter of moments, those people are getting closer and closer.

The first five generations of living dead are quickly waking up, and the rear black people are constantly approaching. The atmosphere around him was tense, and even the air seemed to stop flowing. Wang Chong even heard the sound of his heart in his chest.

As long as a few moments, several fighters led the subordinates to rush here, the five generations of the fine copper pillars of life and death to lock themselves, then, I am afraid that only one dead end.

Wang Chong’s heart beats, the invisible time ticking, clear and audible. Every moment is like a verdict that Wang Chong goes further from death.

Wang Chong tried to keep calm, thinking quickly in his mind, but the cold sweat that oozes from his forehead explains everything.

At that moment, time seemed to be still, and the atmosphere was getting tighter.

"Wang Gongzi, here!"

When it was said that it was too late, when the situation was critical, a familiar voice suddenly came into the ear:

"Here, come here soon!"

The voice was anxious, but it was actually coming from the underground not far from Wang Chong.

"Hey!"

Just in the right hand of Wang Chong, the huge Boshan furnace, which is not far away, suddenly trembled and moved to the right to reveal a circular hole.

The black hole in the hole was so clear that nothing could be seen, but in the hole, Wang Chong saw a familiar arm waving at himself.

"Lonely ancestors!"

Wang Chong looked at the arm and was shocked in his heart.

He and the ancestors rushed into the cave together, he entered the cave faster than the ancestors, but I don’t know why, the lonely ancestor who disappeared behind him would actually take a step ahead of him. Actually, it still appears in such a strange place.

"Fast! He can't run far!"

There was a roar of noise behind him, the voice of the black man.

When I couldn't think about it, Wang Chong's body slid into the hole under the Boshan furnace.

At the moment of entering, his right hand was dialed, and the huge and heavy Boshan furnace immediately traversed and covered the hole.

"do not move!"

In the darkness, the voice of the lonely ancestors suddenly came from the ear, and the voice was very dignified.

Wang Chong did not speak, and stopped at the same time as the ancestors, the pores of the whole body were closed, and the breath converges to the extreme.

The location of the two is not beyond the scope of the five generations of living dead. In the dark passage of the Boshan furnace underground, it is actually impossible to get rid of the five generations of living dead and lift the crisis.

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

With a mess of footsteps, the entrance to the underground palace, the light flashed, and the figure quickly rushed in. The head of the audience is a fight with Wang Chong.

Behind him, a black man with a name of Lu Wuhua and a black flame repaired him, all gathered behind him.

The crowd walked out of the cave, landed on the steps, looked up and looked at the opposite side, and at a glance saw the five generations of dead people who had recovered. The pair of godless eyes quickly fell on the dense black man.

At this moment, a group of black people, like wildfire, flamboyant and raging, masked Wang Chong and others under the Boshan furnace, and attracted the attention of the five generations of living dead on the fine copper column.