The Human Emperor

Chapter 1508

The bone-blowers were all clutching Wang Chong, and he was held in the rear. The two men passed by the body of Yi Ni's master. This time, the bone-blowers did not even look at it, only Wang Chong subconsciously turned his head.

The backs of Yi Zhen Ni Shi are arrogant and domineering. Although after two hundred years, the clothes are broken, but the desire of the hegemony who wants to fight with the sky has never changed.

But when Wang Chong turned to his front, everything was different.

The eyes of Yi Ni Nidu have turned into the black hole, looking at the endless top, it seems to retain the last moment, the action of carrying the three earthly blood to the ground.

When Wang Chong passed over the front of his body, he immediately saw a shocking scene -

The chest of the Yi Ni Shidu was completely cut open by a sharp blade, and the ribs on both sides were completely shattered, which looked extremely horrifying. Suffered from such a heavy injury, let alone the Iraqi quality teacher, anyone will die. It is no wonder that he will choose to cover all the skills and memories into the three bloods.

But just for a while, Wang Chong was dragged by a force, followed by the bone-blowers all the way.

"The bone-blowers are all the stories of your ancestors. I have already listened to them. What do you want to do? If you want to kill me, just do it, don’t play any tricks, I will fall into your hands. It is impossible to escape!"

At the foot of Wang Chong, he was forced to follow the bone-blowers together, but there was always a strange feeling in his heart.

According to him, the current *Khan Khanate, including Usumis, has already regarded him as a stab in the eyes. If the bone-blowers want to kill him, they can directly do it, without having to play so many tricks. I don't have to tell him so much.

"Oh, I want you to do something, you will know soon."

The bone-blowers smiled and looked unpredictable. He did not say much, taking Wang Chong all the way toward the end of the blue stone bridge.

The core of the entire treasure is silent, with two generations guarding outside, and other warriors are still unable to break into it.

Both Wang Chong and the bone-bone are walking side by side, and the sound of footsteps echoes on the entire abyss stone bridge.

哗啦啦, far away, the shock and sway of a chain suddenly came from the ear. This chain of songs is particularly strange and instantly attracts Wang Chong's attention.

"Arrived!"

At this time, the orthopedics spoke. The height of the stone bridge is filled with fog. There is no master and black-scarred village chief here, and the face of the bone-blower is looming in the fog and has a mysterious taste.

Hunting in the cold wind, the black robes that are full of bones are blown to hunch, and the digger's eyes are looking forward, faint and fascinating.

"Exotic king, I am afraid that our fate will stop here!"

The boneless chef's expression reveals a special taste.

"So, is the last choice to do it here?"

Wang Chong sneered, and there was no fear in his eyes. His gaze quickly glanced around and the blue stone bridge was here. At the end of the stone bridge, Wang Chong saw the chains of the two arms in parallel, extending all the way to the depths of the dense fog.

The creaking sound that Wang Chong heard before was that these chains were shocked.

No one knows where these chains lead, and everything here is shrouded in a mysterious veil.

Wang Chong greeted the cold wind and stood at the top of Shiqiao. He did not move. Even at this time, he did not understand why the bone-blowers did not kill him, nor did he understand what he wanted to do, or thought about it. What to get from yourself.

"Have you seen there?"

Just when Wang Chong’s heart was most puzzled, a familiar voice suddenly came from the ear, and the buckwheater hunted his robes, and one of his fingers stretched out and pointed to the front:

"In the past, our ancestors, the ancestors of the ancestors, were all a little bit worse, and they could get Da Luo Xiangong and everything here. Unfortunately, he finally encountered the sword. The power of the sword is huge, The divisions have already broken through to the cultivation of the black scorpion, and they are not opponents at all. In the end, they were also hit hard by the powerful sword.

"It’s better to say that he lost to the sacred sword of the great Luo Xianjun, not to say that he was lost to the sword."

Wang Chong tried his best to look forward, but the chain that was constantly oscillating, and the dense fog in front, Wang Chong could not see anything.

In the next moment, Wang Chong thought about it and tried to disperse the enormous spiritual power. However, soon, a huge spiritual ban was raging. This mental ban is ten times more powerful than what Wang Chong felt before in the cave. Wang Chong’s mental power was just discovered and it was not long before it was broken by this force.

"Ok?"

Wang Chong frowned, and there was a very strange feeling in his heart. The spirit of the emptiness in the void, the effect of disturbing the swaying spirit is exactly the same as that he encountered in the cave, but its structure and form are before Wang Chong. The spirit of the ban is very different. This force is like a fish scale. It is irregularly distributed in the void, and it is completely different from the spirit.

Not only that, although this kind of spiritual ban is very strong for Wang Chong, but Wang Chong did not feel it when he first entered this core. In other words, the spiritual ban here has a regional scope and an absolute scope. Not too big.

"call!"

However, at this time, a majestic suffocating suddenly screamed out from the side of Wang Chong, like a thunder, but did not enter the rich fog in front. In the blink of an eye, in the twinkling of an eye, the winder is just a slap in the face, and the bone-blowers are only smashing their sleeves, and the smoldering wind blows the mist in front of them and blows them away.

The next moment, facing the chain forward, in the depths of the fog, Wang Chong suddenly saw a tall figure, shadows, like a mountain, standing there.

The man's feet were separated. When Wang Chong looked at the past, the man seemed to be watching the Wang Chong and the bonesetter on the side of the chain.

This scene suddenly came, even if Wang Chong was unprepared in his heart, he was shocked by the man. But soon, Wang Chong noticed what -

"generation!"

Wang Chong’s heart jumped and he whispered. When the bone-blower floated out of the sleeve, when the fog was the thinnest, Wang Chong saw a golden flag on the chest of his clothes. And although this person stood there and motionless, Wang Chong could not feel the breath of any living person from him, but the feeling of giving Wang Chong was exactly the same as that of other generations of living dead.

These living dead are not pure dead bodies. They have some special prohibitions in their bodies. This kind of breath can't be changed.

From the ground all the way into here, Wang Chong all the way to the six generations, five generations, also encountered the third generation and the second generation, but the entire core level, but did not see the first generation of Da Luo Xianjun disciples.

Wang Chong also thought that the first disciple of Da Luo Xianjun was not here at all. However, in the end, he did not think that a generation of living dead would appear in front of him in such a face.

The second generation of Da Luo Xianjun’s disciples has already entered the micro-level, and with the first-class Da Luo Xian Gong, the actual combat ability is strong and rare.

The strength of the second generation has been so strong that Wang Chong, the evil emperor and other people do not want to be enemies in the case of capturing three generations, and the generation is stronger than the second generation. How terrible his strength is, you can imagine .

"The alien king is really smart. That person is indeed the first disciple of Da Luo Xianjun. As the first disciple of Da Luo Xianjun, the level he wants to guard is not in the underground palace, but here. But what I need you to do is not to defeat the generation." Did you see the sword in front of him? I want you to get the sword for me!"

At this time, the sound that the baker was familiar with came from the ear without losing the opportunity.

Wang Chong’s heart moved and looked carefully. Sure enough, in front of a generation, Wang Chong saw a long sword about four feet long. Nearly half of the long sword was inserted into the ground in front of him, but at this time Wang Chong finally saw something at the end of the chain.

"altar?!"

Wang Chong was shocked and recognized.

It was a huge altar suspended in the air. The altar was made of bluestone, regardless of whether it was a generation that stood like a mountain, or the sword of the bones of the bones, all standing in front of the altar.

Wang Chong visually observed that the huge altar was at least ten tons in weight, and the surface of the altar was densely covered with cyan mysterious runes, revealing an extremely ancient taste.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, Wang Chong can hardly believe that such a heavy thing can be suspended in the air. It doesn't move, and the hurricanes and air currents that flow around it seem to have no effect on it.

"Hey!"

Just a moment, the dense fog around it rushed again, like a curtain slowly pulling, and the huge altar, the living dead and the foremost four-foot sword, hidden in the fog.

The four surroundings were quiet, and the needles could be heard. Whether it was Wang Chong or the orthopedics, the two stood there for a long time and did not speak.

"The ‘Guo Shi’ adults are martial arts, and they are unique in the world. With your black heaven technique, it’s just a sword. It should be hand-to-hand.”

The king’s conflict broke the silence, and the language was irony.

"Oh, if this thing is really so simple, then the king will not have to bother with the alien king."

The bone-blowers all smiled and didn't care about Wang Chong's sarcasm. His martial arts, heart and temperament have already reached the point of being as firm as steel, both inside and outside, and it is what Wang Chong can shake.

Moreover, Wang Chong’s life is in his hands, and even if he is angry again, the bone-blowers will not have any surprise.

"boom!"

The bone-blowers did not wait for Wang Chong to ask, suddenly stretched out the toes, stepping down, a mellow suffocating along the chain, screaming, heavy iron rope violently swayed at the foot of the skeletalist But at the same time, hey, a burst of gold and iron roar suddenly came from his ear.

The sound came without warning, and it was not a single sound, but thousands of sounds, densely packed, almost all over the space.