The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 517

The last thought passed over his mind and rumbling, like a blazing thunder, and Wang Chong’s heart thundered. This moment is almost a blessing to the soul. Wang Chong immediately knew that his understanding of the sword appeared a little bit, but it was extremely fatal.

The core purpose of this sword, or the meaning of its existence, is by no means a sin. But if not, what is it?

Time dripping, leaving Wang Chong's time is not much, at this moment, Wang Chong is like a person lying on the edge of the abyss, trying to struggle with the last line of vitality!

"Desire, this is the root of human evil. Deception, resentment, and hate are all obstacles. They are caused by desire. The opposite of 'desire' is 'no desire', no desire is just right! Bright, this is the source of all good!"

In the midst of it, this thought passed over my mind, and Wang Chong was shocked, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He felt as if he had caught something in this series of things, the most central thing.

"If killing is a sin, then the opposite of killing is not killing. Not killing is also 'ren'!"

"Hey!"

Just like a thunder falling, Wang Chong was shocked and slammed his eyes. At this moment, he seems to understand something.

Renyi!

"...Yes, Da Luo Xianjun is no evil, nor is it a hateful person. The Spring and Autumn Annals are not punishing evil, but promoting good!"

Wang Chong’s heart was one after another, and in the end, his eyes were bright and his heart was transparent.

"The opposite of arrogance is a gift!"

"The opposite of 嫉妒 is wisdom, only wisdom, can restrain it!"

"The opposite of anger, Wen Liang, is a gentleman!"

"The opposite of sinister evil is righteousness! Only by remembering morality and righteousness in the heart can we avoid sinfulness!"

......

What this sword should preach is not to violently violent, nor to "punish evil", but to promote good. The core of it is not killing, but "Benevolence, Righteousness, Wisdom, Letters, and Gentlemen"!

The last thought passed over his mind, and Wang Chong’s mind roared, and the eyes were like thunder.

He suddenly understood what the sword was!

This is not a sword of punishment, but a real sword of the king!

In front of this sword of the king, there is no place for any sinfulness and desire to survive!

Yi Zhen Ni Shi has judged this sword, and only regards it as a powerful sword, so he finally died here. The bone-blowers did not understand what the sword was, so if he dared to do it, there would be only one dead end.

There is no gold in the red, no one is perfect, everyone has weaknesses, shortcomings! The most important thing is to let this sword feel the integrity and right way in your heart. This is important!

Da Luo Xianjun left the sword, not to protect it in the darkness of the earth. His purpose is to use this sword to pick those who truly have good thoughts and integrity. So he will leave two chains, not to cut it.

- He is picking the sword for this master.

"Boom!"

The thunder and the thunder, the sun and the moon, the space of consciousness, with the rush of Wang Chong’s consciousness, immediately began to change dramatically. Bang, only listened to the earth-shattering loud noise, Wang Chong's body like the horrible, heavy pressure of the mountains, suddenly disappeared.

Wang Chong looked up and saw the golden sword on his body for the first time. From top to bottom, one stroke and one stroke, the grandiose is big, it is the ten characters of "Benevolence, Righteousness, Wisdom, Letters, and Gentlemen."

These ten characters, such as iron hooks, are straight into the hearts of the people!

"Hey!"

In the world of consciousness, Wang Chong stood up fiercely. His eyes were bright and dazzling, and he suddenly knew what he should do. Without any hesitation, Wang Chong completely released his heart and released all his ambitions.

The sun, the moon, the Zhaodi, the heavens and the earth, he has gone through the robbery, the nine turns to be born again, not for anything else, only for the mountains and rivers of this world, the people of the world, can not be ruined, I hope this Middle Kingdom, civilization, and not empty!

This mind is all about Zhao Zhao!

What you want, nothing to hide!

......

Wang Chong slowly closed his eyes and let go of his own mind. All kinds of past life, the collapse of the mountains and rivers, the burning of the fire, the corpses of the people..., the kind of Shura blood field, all flocked to the Excalibur from the mind.

Life is like an ant, the mountains and rivers are heavy!

If the Excalibur has a spirit, please help yourself!

......

"Hey!"

The next moment, in the eyes of everyone, the thousands of golden flying swords that had already gone to Wang Chong suddenly settled in the void. Not only that, hey, the iron lock that has been bent and even swayed in the wind, as if by a strange force, suddenly violently stretched, pulling straight.

Not only that, in the depths of the fog, there is no wind and waves, a golden light emerges, the dense fog around the two automatically separate, the big Luo Xianjian, which has been hidden at the end of the chain, suddenly emerges automatically. In the eyes, it gives off a mighty and magnificent atmosphere.

Seeing this scene, the bone-blowers suddenly changed their faces, and suddenly there was a very bad feeling in their hearts.

Hey!

When the bone-blowers are still in doubt, the iron locks seem to have been "dying out", and the dangerous kings of the conflicts are "live and tiger", like lightning, and several ups and downs toward the end of the chain. Fly away.

"Wang Chong, stop!"

The bone-blowers screamed and shouted through the world.

The last level left by Da Luo Xianjun was dangerous, and even the orthopedics asked themselves hard to get better. So I found Wang Chong this "dead ghost." Although on the surface, he hoped that Wang Chong would get the sword for him, but the bone-blowers were deeply rooted in unbelief.

However, at this moment, Wang Chong in the distance did not seem to hear it at all. His body was like a civet cat, and he went forward with lightning. It was not far from the end of the chain.

"Stop!"

At the end of the stone bridge, the bone-blowers shouted again, and there was an irritability and anger in the voice. However, at this moment, Wang Chong has completely ignored it.

"Life and death will be another move!"

Wang Chong looked up and his eyes were looking ahead, his eyes were very bright.

It is absolutely impossible for the bone-blowing officer to let him go. This point, Wang Chong has already understood from the beginning.

Whether it is to complete the transaction with Usumi Khan, to get rid of the "big harm" of himself, or to win the sword, the bone-blowers can never let go.

Going forward, there may be a chance, and if you listen to the bone-blowers, you will be firmly in his hands, like a drowning person, sinking into an endless abyss, and there is no hope.

More importantly -

Just a moment ago, when I received the recognition of the Excalibur, there was a strange singularity in Wang Chong’s heart, just like a certain connection with the sword.

Not only that, Wang Chong's spirits have already consumed a lot, but just in the moment, Wang conflicts in all directions, and the aura of heaven and earth that originally belonged to the Da Luojian array suddenly surged from all directions and flowed into it. Your own body.

The ruthlessness of Wang Chong’s original dryness was like a long drought, and it quickly recovered at an alarming rate. Together with the mental energy that Wang Chong had consumed before, it also followed an incredible recovery.

The most shocking Wang Chong is the suppression of the power of the exoskele.

The bone-blowers are all pouring into the black suffocating body of Wang Chong, dark and cold, and filled with the wildness and ferocity of a Turkic wolf, and this negative force is precisely the birth of the "Sword of the King". Restrained. Wang Chong feels that every time he is close to the sword, the body belongs to the bone-blowing division, and the black suffocating force used to clamp himself is the more powerful it is suppressed.

At that moment, Wang Chong immediately understood that he wanted to get rid of the bone-blowers, and the sword at the end of the chain was his only and last chance!

"The last ring!"

Wang Chong looked up and looked across. In the sky, all the flying swords have stopped when they have been approved by Feijian, completely ignoring Wang Chong. In the history of Da Luo, this situation is unique. At this moment, Wang Chong finally saw the sword that was close at hand.

Hey!

Wang Chong's body shape is a vertical, finally passing through the heavy void, like a dragon, from the chain, leap to the front, thick fog cover the altar. Before the altar, the body of a generation was tall and mighty, standing like a god. However, more brilliant than the first generation, it is the "Da Luo Shenjian" inserted in front of him.

When the light flashed, Wang Chong extended his hands and grasped the hilt of the sword of Da Luo.

In the rear, the look of the bone-blowers has become ugly. If you say that the bone-blowers are still somewhat lucky, they comfort themselves and feel that Wang Chong is under tremendous pressure. It is really possible that he has not heard his own words. Then when Wang Chong set foot on the altar and held the sword with both hands, the last bit of luck in his heart had disappeared.

There is no doubt that Wang Chong betrayed himself.

This guy is completely out of control.

"Stupid! The alien king, you are looking for a dead end!"

During the electro-optic stone fire, the bone-blowers were twitching, and their eyes suddenly became like a cool winter, and the ice was very cold. Smart and unparalleled, how do you think about others? Do you really think that you can get rid of your own mastery when you have passed this scorpio? Really ignorant!

"Hey!"

In the next moment, the bone-blowers were all fingers and gave a squeaky sound, and the sound of the constriction of the joints was loud and loud throughout the abyss.

At the same time as the five-finger joints contracted, the bone-blowers did not hesitate at all. Almost at the moment when Wang Chong took the Da Luo Xianjian, he immediately launched the top ban of the sun-sacred mountain sect. The burning of the moon!"

"boom!"

For a moment, the black ban buried in Wang Chong's body was like a wildfire burning, and it instantly rose out and burned.

"Give me a drive!"

At the same time, while feeling the dark fire in the body, Wang Chong took the handle of the Great Luo Xianjian with both hands, and exerted all his strength to try to put the handle on the ground for a long time, heavy as a mountain. The sword is set aside.