The Human Emperor

The first thousand six hundred and ninety-seven chapters

Seeing that Tianfu Shenjun disappeared, other black people were stunned and rushed away in all directions.

Just a blink of an eye, all the black people disappeared without a trace.

Before the mansion, Wang Chong frowned. He didn't care about the ordinary black people. This level of masters is just cannon fodder for the gods organization. How many people kill them has little effect on them.

What really surprised him was the act of Tianfu Shenjun. In order to deal with themselves, they should have spent a lot of time and made a lot of arrangements, but now, in the absence of a complete separation between the two, Tianfu Shenjun I just gave up and escaped easily.

Hey!

These thoughts have just passed through the mind. In the next moment, Wang Chong heard a sharp break in the ear.

"It turns out!"

Wang Chong smiled lightly, as if he understood something, quickly turned around and greeted the direction of the two smashing sounds.

"Chonger, the thief!"

"Wang Chong, are you okay?"

Far away, people have not yet appeared, and two familiar voices are immediately introduced into Wang Chong’s mind. The next moment, the evil emperor and the black-skinned village chief appear one after the other, quickly appear in Wang Chong’s field of vision, and The electric light is like a thunder, and it is quickly flying towards it.

"Master, village head!"

Wang Chong’s mouth showed a smile that would make him smile, and soon greeted the two. The sudden withdrawal of Tianfu Shenjun, Wang Chong's "real world" is certainly the cause of one side, on the other hand, it is precisely the two elders of the evil emperor and the village chief of the black-skinned village.

"Hey!"

At the end of the battle, when all the black people retreat, the sound of the dog screams from far and near, and spreads constantly. In the dark night, thousands of lights are constantly lit, and farther away, horseshoes burst into flames. The City Defense Division and the City Guard's terracotta warriors finally arrived late at this time.

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"In addition to Huang Longzheng Jun, there are still such powerful masters in the Tenjin organization?"

In Wang Chong's house, after listening to Wang Chong's words, the old emperor and the black-scarred village chief face each other, and the two have not spoken for a long time.

Wang Chong’s strength is known to him. Nowadays, I’m afraid that few people are his opponents, not to mention that Wang Chong is still a big yin and yang in the world, and the ghosts and ghosts are broken. As well as the origin of the qi, these martial arts are perfected.

However, from Wang Chong’s narrative, Wang Chong has no ability to fight back in front of Tianfu Shenjun, who is organized by the black man.

"I have never met such an opponent. I can't fully capture him with consciousness and mental power. Even the source of Qi has no effect on him. The big void is worse than him in front of him!"

Wang Chong said with emotion. Looking back and fighting between Tianfu Shenjun, although he was lucky to surprise him, the whole process was dangerous. If it wasn’t just to unblock the golden seeds and gain the real world ability, I am afraid that Wang Chong is already dead in his life. In the hands.

The old emperor and the black-scarred village chief thought thoughtfully and did not speak for a long time.

"As long as there is a flow of gas in the body, there is no reason to find the other side of the gas. It seems that this **** organization has long been exposed to the secret of the source of the gas, and has a way to cope!"

For a long time, the old emperor frowned and finally opened his mouth.

The existence of the Tenjin organization is extremely long. From the relics excavated by the Khorasan Empire, it may even reach an incredible level.

It is also possible for such a long time to reach out to the world of Qi by other means.

"The strength of this **** organization has been so strong that I can't imagine it. Fortunately, this child has a big blessing, and the key moment has solved the seed left by Da Luo Xianjun."

An old voice came from the ear, and the black-skinned village chief suddenly opened his mouth.

At the beginning, Da Luo Xianjun gave Wang Chong the golden seeds. Both of them already knew that Wang Chong did not pass them, but the two did not think that this would actually save Wang Chong’s life.

"The strength of this Tenjin organization is incredible. This time, although you are lucky enough to scare him away, everything is far from over. With their style of acting, I am afraid that there will be contact between you and the Tianfu Shenjun. Don't take it lightly!"

The old emperor opened his mouth and looked very dignified.

"You know!"

Wang Chong nodded and said.

"In addition, I have to go out with your village chief for the last time. Since I came back from the northwest last time, we are investigating the origins of this **** organization. Now we have some faint gaze. If we don’t solve this hidden danger, we can only be passive forever. They are constantly being attacked by them. Being so exhausted is not the solution. Only by thoroughly examining their origins can we solve this hidden danger forever."

The old emperor opened the door.

"Ok!"

The village chief of the black-skinned side also nodded.

From the three powerful fighters, the sheep and the deer, to the Huanglong Zhenjun, to the Tianfu Shenjun, who is fast to the extreme. The masters of the gods organization are endless, and such opponents are hidden in the dark. Wang Chong may never want to sleep, let alone the **** organization has already stepped into the hall.

When I heard the words of two people, Wang Chong was greatly surprised. Even he did not think that the Master and the Evil Emperor had been investigating the Tenjin organization for a long time, and there was still progress. In any case, this is definitely an unexpected joy.

The evil emperor and the black-skinned village chief quickly left, and after the two left, Wang Chong quickly sat down and began to adjust the pain. In the battle with Tianfu Shenjun, Wang Chong seems to finally "win", but the reality is not as easy as it seems.

Tianfu Shenjun’s palm and swordsmanship have caused a lot of trauma to Wang Chong. These injuries are incurable by the golden seeds and the stone of fate. They can only be slowly nursed by Wang Chong himself.

As time passed, the foreign kings’ palaces slowly recovered.

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At the same time, in the northwest of Huangcheng City, in the middle of a deep mountain in the outskirts of the Big Buddha Temple, an abandoned ancient temple stands above the foothills. The ancient temple is full of spider webs, and in the center of the center, a black Buddha, six arms open, sitting there looks very different.

Just in front of the black Buddha, several figures stood there, and the figure headed, the eyes were bright, and even the stars of the sky seemed to be attracted to the past, and it was the **** of heaven.

After being shocked by Wang Chong, the evil emperor and the Wushou village chief, Tianfu Shenjun led a group of subordinates and did not return to the Great Buddha Temple, but came to this secret stronghold.

Before the huge black Buddha, Tianfu Shenjun looked dignified and motionless, and around him, a black man was a look of sorrow. It seemed that he could not break free from that fright for a long time.

But looking at the Tianfu Shenjun on the side, everyone looked fearful, and no one dared to say anything more.

"Shen Jun, we..."

Aside, the bald-headed black man swears and stops, and only everyone among them dares to speak at this time. However, the black robe 僧 talent said two words, was interrupted by Tianfu Shenjun.

"Is the message going out?"

Tianfu Shenjun said, the whole person does not seem to be thinking.

"It has already been sent out!"

The black robe squatted immediately.

"It’s just that there hasn’t been a response until now, and there seems to be doubts about the imprint!”

Speaking of the two words of the imprint, the voice of the black robe is involuntarily depressed. Recalling the golden mark seen in the middle of the forehead of the Destroyed Son, the black robe has been difficult to calm for a long time.

The end of the print in the black people's organization, this is an absolute taboo, many people have heard of this legend that has been circulating for thousands of years, but the legend is a legend, no one has thought about it, this nightmare-like horrible existence In such a way, it will be displayed in front of everyone.

As a powerful existence that transcends all the world's common customs, even all dynasties and empires, the black people's organization belongs to the true existence of the gods and gods. It is not enough to describe their horror.

However, within the organization of the black people, there is a legend of ultimate destruction.

In the rumor, at some point in the thousands of years, there will be a powerful force turned out, he will be able to restrain all the power of the black people organization, and bring the ultimate destruction to the general organization of the Buddha.

In the rumor, this symbol of the end of all the power of the Buddha is a golden seed.

And the person who made this prophecy is the **** of prophecy within the organization of the black people, Da Luo Xianjun!

In the rumor, when this seed appeared, it was the end of the end. The fear in the hearts of everyone can be imagined.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

When the black robe was meditating, suddenly a sharp burst of air came from the ear, and before he could react, a cone of the Nandou star suddenly burst out. Shot in the name of a black man around.

These people have big eyes and haven't figured out what happened. They have already fallen to the ground like wooden stakes.

"Shen Jun?!"

The black robe was shocked and suddenly raised his head and looked at the Tianfu Shenjun next to him.

"The things of today must not be circulated a little!"

Tianfu Shengjun did not know when he had already returned, and dozens of black people were killed between the steep hands, but there was no wave between the looks. His gaze is daunting.

The black robe stunned and looked at it. The matter of the end of the seal was very important. If it was circulated, I am afraid that it would cause a great uproar in the organization. Tianfu Shenjun did this and apparently wanted to block the matter.

"Understand!"

The black robe looked awkward and quickly bowed his head.

"call out!"

When it was said that it was too late, when the two of them spoke, suddenly, the black mist rolled, a long shuttle, accompanied by a harsh smile, suddenly from the northwest direction to the two People came by.

"coming!"

The black robe slammed into the heart and immediately recognized it. This is the high-level devil of the gods used to pass orders. A group of talents just sent the news out, even the black robe did not think of it, actually received the reply above.

But before he even thought about it, the shadow in the air flashed, and Tianfu Shenjun had already reached out and grabbed the ghost symbol in his hand.