The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 506

"His Royal Highness..."

In the heart of Wang Chong’s heart, he was about to take the opportunity to inquire about some of his weaknesses from the bone-blowers, and find some flaws, but at this time, a gust of wind rushed over, Wang Chong’s eyes swept forward, his body shook, suddenly Stopped.

At that moment, the fog on the stone bridge was blown away by the wind, and a figure stood there, which looked very strange.

"How can it be?!"

Wang Chong’s sudden jump in his heart suddenly stopped his words.

He always thought that there were no other people besides them and the bone-blowers, but at this time it seems that this is not the case at all.

"wrong!"

Wang Chong’s heart moved and soon felt something wrong.

This figure stands on the stone bridge and looks very awkward, and it is not too far away from Wang Chong and others, but Wang Chong does not feel any human breath from him, and... Wang Chong twists his head. Looking at the side of the bone-blowers, I saw that the bone-blowers looked at themselves like laughing and laughing. At that moment, Wang Chong immediately understood what.

If someone really arrives here one step ahead, the bone-blower can never be so calm.

"Oh, the alien king, it’s really a shame, you seem to have guessed it."

At this time, a voice came from the ear, and the bone-bone master had been observing Wang Chong. Any change in his face could not escape his eyes. However, the bone-blowers did not say much. He reached out and immediately took Wang Chong along the stone bridge and went forward.

"Let's go, let me take you there!"

The two men went all the way slowly. After a while, Wang Chong finally saw the man on the stone bridge.

The man's body was tall and sturdy, and he wore a ragged robes and robes to hunt and dance in the hurricane.

His feet are separated, just standing there quietly, the back gives an extremely powerful feeling, faintly revealing a worldly master.

However, although the two sides are only a distance of six or seven feet, but Wang Chong did not feel the slightest breath of life in this person, and when Wang Chong's spiritual power swept through the stone bridge, he suddenly affirmed this point.

This is a dead man!

And from his broken and weathered clothes, I have been afraid of death for a long time.

"What the **** is this?"

Wang Chong whispered in his heart, and there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Everyone knows that Da Luo Treasures can only be opened smoothly with six treasure maps, and even if it is opened, it will be dangerous all the way, and various kinds of monsters will emerge in an endless stream, not to mention five generations of dead people. However, Wang Chong never thought that there were still people who entered here earlier than themselves, and they went smoothly to the core and went to the stone bridge.

This martial art strongman, standing still on the stone bridge and dying, is like a mystery, so that everything in this place is covered with an unknown fog.

Wang Chong's gaze quickly looked at the man, but the next moment, down the man's robes, his eyes swept over the pair of *, the totem of a Sirius on the ankle of black iron, Wang Chong The pupil was shrunk abruptly.

This is a Turkic!

Looking at the world, there are only a few Turkic people, and some extraordinary Turkic aristocrats will have a totem on the ankle.

"Hey!"

In the midst of a flash of light across the mind, Wang Chong immediately thought of a lot, but carefully thought about it, but it seemed to have nothing at all.

"This is the founder of the Sun sacred mountain two hundred years ago, and it is also the last national teacher of our great Turk!"

At this time, a voice came from the ear, and the buckwheater looked solemn and went two steps forward. For the first time, he buckled Wang Chong’s five fingers slightly and loosened a few points against his mouth. The big Turkic national division has a single palm, and respectfully bowed and bowed, and the look is very respectful.

"National teacher? Two hundred years ago..."

Wang Chong’s heart moved and his eyelids jumped and jumped. The grand and savage national teacher actually appeared on the ground floor of 1667 kilometers, and finally died at the core of the Daluo treasure. Who would believe it? Looking at the back of the eyes, the feeling of strangeness in Wang Chong’s heart became more and more intense.

Wang Chong knows that two hundred years ago, there must have been a story in the underground that he did not know. However, Wang Chong is not in a hurry, and did not ask, since the bone-blowers are all willing to say the name of Yi-Yi-Yi, then the story, even if he does not ask, he will certainly tell himself.

Sure enough, Wang Chong’s ear soon heard the voice of the skeletalist.

"Ipoh is the Turkic language, meaning the son of the Sirius, the son of the gods. He is the most outstanding genius of our Sun Mountain, and one of the most powerful masters of our ancestors. When he was young, he had already defeated all the competitors of the ancestral sect, including the elders of the sect, and became a new generation of national aunts."

"And only twenty-seven years old, he has already realized the supreme secret, becoming the first master of the Turkic Empire. Not only that, but I have learned the Sun Sun. All the martial arts of the mountain, and the integration, create a powerful method of their own."

"And whether it is Middle-earth, Turkic, Ush, and Monash, all martial arts, he knows everything. According to his plan, after defeating all the masters in the Turkic territory, all the Westerners in the Western Regions bowed their heads and said, The divisions immediately went south to the Central Plains and chose to compete with the masters of the Middle Kingdom to prove each other's martial arts in anticipation of achieving a higher level of martial arts."

"The master of the Middle-earth China is like a cloud, and it is known as the martial arts holy place, and the martial arts there and the Sun Mountain are very different. I have spent six months from the north to the south, all the way regardless of the size of the martial art. They all visited the door one by one, and they did their best. During the six months, he traveled all over the world and visited various masters, but no one was his opponent. Most people even even had his rivals. Can't do it, a small number of people can resist two or three strokes of the Iraqi syllabus, but that's it."

"Ignitny teachers are quite disappointed in their hearts!"

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A past two hundred years ago, in the mouth of the bone-blowers, Xu Dao came to the stone bridge with the Yi-Ni Shi, and the body of the body was not rotted for two hundred years. A strong sense of impact is like the anecdote that happened hundreds of years ago.

However, Wang Chongwei, who was on the side, frowned at the undetectable. He was not a sectarian, nor was he too aware of the things in the sectarian world. However, the words of the bone-blowers reminded him of some of the rivers and lakes that he heard from the old population of Master.

Yi Zhen Ni Shi had challenged the Central Plains two hundred years ago. The old Emperor of the Evil had mentioned it, but he was as polite and rude as the bakers said.

He went to the Middle-earth challenge and went to visit the various factions. Even if he avoided the war, he would have to force him to shoot, and the means were extremely cruel.

Most of the opponents who failed in the battle were picked up by his ribs and ruined. The Yizheng division challenged a martial art and destroyed a martial art. The sects that were destroyed by him in the sectarian world were hundreds of large and small.

Yi Zhen Ni Shi may be respectful to the strong who can defeat him, but for those who are not as good as him, they are only regarded as ants.

Yi Zhen Ni Shi all the way down the south, almost no opponents who have met him, and the master who died in his hands is countless. This is also the first time in the Middle Kingdom of China that a Hu people set off a catastrophe.

According to the old man of Emperor Evil, the strength of Yizhengshi is indeed very high. Most of the martial artists in the sectarian world are not his opponents, but it is not necessary to say that he is invincible in the world.

At least, as far as Wang Chong knows, everyone in the sectarian world knows Song Yuanyi and Xuan Yin ancestors, but how many people know about Datang/Military Su Zhengchen and Anxi God of War Gaoxianzhi, not to mention hidden in the palace. The Holy Emperor in the middle.

These people will not fight against the sectarian world for a lifetime. Even if there is any catastrophe in the sectarian world, it is impossible to intervene.

But for the Hu people who challenged the Middle Kingdom, if they defeated the Song and Yuan dynasty, they would obviously defeat the masters of the Middle-earth. So this kind of thing can't be said.

However, at that time, the catastrophe that Yizhengni had set off finally angered the hidden masters of Middle-earth. When some hidden masters gathered and were ready to deal with the Iraqi capital, the Turkic National Division had already gone north and left China.

Everyone chased all the way, hoping to catch up with the Iraqi syllabus, but after the stagnation, they lost the identity of the Iraqi sect. Since then, I have never heard of this person's trace.

This man was born like a comet, but it disappeared in a short period of time, like a fallen star.

Regarding this past event, the evil emperor only talked to Wang Chong as an anecdote. Whether it was Wang Chong or the evil emperor, he did not care too much at the beginning. After all, it was already hundreds of years ago, and it is too far away from now. It is.

It was only Wang Chong who did not think that the "Huo people" who had slaughtered the entire sectarian world in the middle of the year, which was a catastrophe in the Central Plains, was actually the founder of the sarcophagus. Moreover, his body was not in the holy land of the sun-clad mountain, but appeared in the underground core of the dark treasure of the sacred treasure, and died silently on a stone bridge.

And, just in front of yourself!

"According to the original plan of the Iraqi Orthodox Masters, after conquering Middle-earth, the next goal is the sacred sacred temple of the Great Snow Mountain Temple in Ush. In the Iraqi genius, all the teachers want to come, even if the world cannot compare with him. I can't work with him to prove martial arts, so the holy snowy mountain must be a powerful opponent that can match him. If even the holy shrine is not his opponent, then Yizhengni is really invincible, and this life is again There are no opponents."