The Human Emperor

Chapter 1 680

"boom!"

I couldn't think too much, Wang Chong's palm turned over, and the suffocation gathered, slamming toward the top of the head. Just for a moment, the two palms were big and small, and they hit each other.

Rumble, only listen to the bang of the sky, with Wang Chong as the center, the whole ground is like a wave, and the circle of the earth is constantly chapped, exploding toward the four sides.

Unmatched enthusiasm swept through, but with a blink of an eye, the entire exotic palace was a mess.

tyrannical!

The power of this palm is huge beyond imagination. At the moment of contact between the two palms, Wang Chong only feels that he is not facing a palm, but a huge and heavy mountain. The horrible force directly nailed Wang Chong's feet into the earth, and the soil did not even cross the knees.

"Into the micro-strong!"

In the light stone fire, a thought swept past Wang Chong's mind. This level of power is by no means the ordinary martial arts martial arts. The strength of the other party has definitely touched the realm of micro-levels.

Wang Chong looked a condensate and immediately looked in the direction of the oblique right side.

In the middle of the night, the shadows are heavy, just beside a big banyan tree, accompanied by a smashing metal vibration, Wang Chong clearly saw a huge statue, six arms turning, a pair of icy eyes are condescending, overlooking Yourself.

Six-armed Guanyin!

Wang Chong looked a sinking and immediately recognized it. This is a statue in a temple. Among the capitalists, this six-armed Guanyin statue is very common. It’s just that the six-armed Guanyin in this temple is not the same.

It is all black and dark, giving people a feeling of ghastly and terrifying.

"Hey!"

Just as Wang Chong looked at the past, the statue of the **** did not speak, the * on the six arms, the irons turned, and at the same time, like lightning, flew toward Wang Chong.

"Boom!"

It’s just a blink of an eye. The six-armed Guanyin is burning with black flames. The six arms are agile and flexible, which are completely different from the huge body. They are wrapped in the force of landslides, and they are attacked by Wang Chong. .

The arm has not yet fallen, and the enormous power has caused the whole void to be distorted, and there have been countless dents, as if even the void can not withstand this power. This force, I am afraid, is enough to make most of the top powerhouses feel guilty and flee.

However, just for a moment, Wang Chong’s eyes flashed in the face, and in the face of this horrible power, he immediately launched a counterattack without hesitation.

With a bang, Wang Chong stepped on the foot, and the whole person shot out like a cannonball. At the same time as the thump, the golden light in the body appeared, and the majestic force in the micro-environment burned like a flame, wrapping Wang Chong completely. Among them, turned into a huge golden flame fireball.

Boom, in the golden flame fireball, accompanied by a terrifying roar, oh, one red and one red arm like a blooming petal, sticking out from the flame. In the blink of an eye, I saw a huge six-armed demon rising from the flame.

Six-armed Tibetan King Kong!

This is Wang Chong’s martial art in a battle in the southwest from a Uzbek military. This is just a low-level martial art, but Wang Chong takes its essence and goes to its dregs. The combination of the school and the oneself, it has evolved into a new six-armed Dalu, the Tibetan King Kong, which directly evolved a powerful school into the micro-environment.

This six-armed Daludi Tibetan gold plaque appeared, and the breath of the body was like a storm, even stronger than the opposite six-armed Guanyin statue.

Boom!

Only in the blink of an eye, two different six-armed gods and buddhas, each with an arm that surpassed the mountains, violently slammed together in the void, and the unmatched enthusiasm swept the audience, and the dust was filled, making it difficult to distinguish thing. However, judging from the situation in the field, Wang Chong’s six-armed Daluo, the Tibetan King Kong, not only slammed the six-armed Guanyin storm, but also shocked the huge six-armed Guanyin. Retreat.

Judging from the situation in the field, the power of the six-armed Guanyin statue is enormous, and Wang Chong’s six-armed Daludi Tibetan King Kong is only in the middle of it. It is impossible to decide the outcome in a short time.

However, the actual situation is completely different from what everyone expected. Hey, the electro-optic stone fire only heard a clear sword. The big Luo Xianjian of Wang Chong’s waist suddenly jumped into the void, and the thunder and lightning of the extreme Immediately burst out, oh, that moment the Thunder masterpiece, covering the entire palace.

The thunder was fleeting, and it disappeared without a trace. In front of the palace of the foreign king's palace, the fierce battles of the original palace also came to an abrupt end. In the thick smoke, the two huge gods were tall and short, one black and one gold, facing each other.

Around the four, all the black people saw this calm scene, one by one, and they didn't know what happened.

"Hey!"

Just listening to a crisp sound, in the horror of countless black people, the huge six-armed Guanyin statue suddenly appeared a straight smooth crack from the right shoulder to the left abdomen. With a bang, the upper and lower body slides staggered, and the six-armed Guanyin statue's huge upper half body immediately fell into the dust. The remaining half of the body, like a mountain, still stood in the rolling smoke, motionless.

"Hey!"

When Wang Chong’s backhand was inserted, he inserted the Da Luo Xianjian in his hand into the scabbard. The power of the Da Luo Xianjian that came from the northwest trip was incredible, and the strength of Wang Chong’s present, even the six-armed Guanyin Such a strong presence can not stop the blow of the Great Luo Xianjian.

The surrounding world is silent, and the whole of the imperial palace is like a dead silence. Four people around the dense black man looked terrible, but no one dared to go forward, and no one dared to escape. To be precise, that is, they didn’t dare to move, lest they alarmed Wang Chong in the field. Come to kill the disaster.

"Haha, good! It is the son of destruction. Actually, a sword destroys my six-armed incarnation!"

In the silence, there was no sign, and a secret voice suddenly came from the ear. Wang Chong’s heart jumped and turned sharply. He turned and looked at the northeast corner of the foreign king’s palace. Next to the tall eucalyptus tree, the two figures are tall and thin, and appear on the wall like ghosts.

The figure on the left side of the wide-breasted robes, a monk in a black robe, and the tall figure on the left side, Wang Chong noticed the eyes at a glance. Wang Chong has never seen such a pair of eyes, ice and cold, without a trace of affection, in the dark night, even more than the stars, in front of this figure, all the black people around the four suddenly like the ants like a small.

This is the head of these black people!

In an instant, Wang Chong immediately reacted. The reason why the black people around him didn't run away was not to fear themselves, but to fear this tall, long-haired black man leader.

"You still can't get on the table! Although you are living in God, you are always so timid and sneak up and assassinate!"

Wang Chong looked at the figure, full of sarcasm, although the mouth said so, but Wang Chong's heart is a loss.

Very strong!

Very strong!

From the moment when this figure appeared, Wang Chong felt instinctively an extremely powerful threat. Although the other party had already consciously converged, the breath of exudation was still very powerful, so that Wang Chong was kind of like a man on his back. a feeling of.

"Let's go! In front of God, I dare to say nothing!"

At this time, the black robe on the side stared at Wang Chong coldly, and sweared. Around the four, densely packed, a black man also glared at Wang Chong, but did not dare to swear in front of that figure.

"God god?"

Wang Chong frowned, and soon remembered something, sneer:

"It turns out that you are in the house of Zhang Qiu and Qiong, the one who gave me the message! How, the soldiers did not get it, still not giving up?"

Wang Chong is now succeeded to the Ministry of Military Affairs, and the half-winged soldier of Zhang Qiu and Qiong was temporarily taken over by him and saved on his body. This half of the soldiers was kept here at Wang Chong, apparently safer than Zhang Qiu and Qiong. These black people have many eyes and ears, and the magical powers are vast, and obviously they should be explored clearly.

"Oh, we have to take the soldiers, we have to take the heads of your items, and more importantly, if you want to die, it’s not just us!"

The secret voice is like a nightingale. It comes from the night, and the first half is still in the far wall, but in the latter part of the sentence, the tall figure immediately appears as a ghost in the left front of Wang Chong.

At that moment, Wang Chong’s heart slammed, and his ability did not even see how this **** appeared in front of him. It gave people the feeling that he never moved, standing there from beginning to end. The same location.

However, what makes Wang Chong pay more attention is still the meaning of this myth.

"So, is the Grand Emperor sending you over?"

Wang Chong’s pupils shrank and opened.

The cooperation between the great prince and the black man may have been hidden before, which makes it difficult to associate with it easily. However, after the assassination of the vengeance and the murder of Qiong, there is no secret in the cooperation between the two parties. It is.

"Oh, you have done too many things recently. The Highness is very disliked. Although God does not like these secular emperors, but their request is to kill a destructive son, this God is still not Oh, it’s done together.”

The **** God smiled slightly.

Wang Chong looked at the head of the black man. Looking closely, this "God" looks very young. Although his strength is very strong, his skin is white and his appearance is only about 30 years old. A middle-aged scribe, if you don't know the roots, it's hard to imagine that the middle-aged scribes in front of you are the God of the gods.

However, the most important thing for Wang Chong is the faint mark on his forehead, which is six tiny stars.

At first sight, Wang Chong did not understand what it was, but the next moment Wang Chong’s heart jumped and immediately recognized it. Wang Chong has seen some star maps of the astrology. The **** of the gods, the six stars on the forehead, is the Nandou six stars in the astrology.