The Human Emperor

The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-two chapters

"The son of destruction, time has not yet arrived, why bother to act?"

At the same time, the familiar, mysterious voice of the high priest sounded in the field of consciousness of Wang Chong.

"Hey!"

Hearing the word "destroyed son", Wang Chong's look changed abruptly. He originally went to the bronze Ding, but at this moment, Wang Chong's heart sank and quickly turned to the high priest in the big food camp. .

"The Son of Destruction? You are the God of the Gods!"

Wang Chong’s voice was soaring and thunderous, and it also sounded in the spiritual field of the high priest. So far, knowing the words of the son of destruction, and being associated with him, among the people contacted by Wang Chong, there is only the **** god organization, or It can also be called a black person organization.

The high priest is mysterious, even if he is inside the big food empire, no one knows his true origin. In the memory of Mesier, he is regarded as a god. Before, Wang Chong had various conjectures about his true identity, including those who might be black people.

But so far, the highest leader of the black-clothed organization that Wang Chong has contacted is Huang Longzheng, but Huang Longzhen and the high priest are one east and one west. The two sides are far apart, and from the perspective of appearance, Huang Longzhen is powerful but It is completely oriental, including the former Tianfu Shenjun, which is a typical oriental race.

As for the organization of the gods, it is the record in the Book of Biography, and this organization has long disappeared in the West and ceased to exist. Therefore, when Wang Chong started, he just thought about it and quickly vetoed it.

It’s just that Wang Chong didn’t think that the facts were the opposite of what he thought.

"Oh, yes, no."

The consciousness of the high priest came from the void, and the illusory voice was always unpredictable:

"Although I know that you are the son of destruction, but it is not necessarily the people organized by the gods, nor the organization of the gods can know your identity!"

Wang Chong heard the words and could not help but frowned.

The words of the high priest are so inscrutable that people can't judge useful information at all, and there is too little about him. The high priest alone has a strong spiritual power, but he is not good at martial arts. It is completely different from the black man organization or the **** god organization known to Wang Chong.

"What the **** are you?"

Wang Chong sighed and said that he only felt that the high priest was covered with more and more fog. If it was not a person organized by the gods, then who is the high priest? Is there still a powerful force in the Western world that is as powerful as the Tenjin organization, or that is equally powerful, but free from the forces outside the Tenjin organization.

However, from the book of Baimeng, the style of the gods is extremely strong. "The side of the couch, letting others sleep," and the style of the gods will allow the Western world to exist such an extremely powerful but unaffected The power of your own control?

After all, the power of the high priest has begun to affect the secular kingship!

Wang Chong always felt that there was too much fog in this person!

"Ha ha!"

A chuckle came from the ear, but this time the high priest did not return to him:

"I won't answer you, no matter what you want to do, or go back. If I am here, you can't succeed. Or, do you want to fight with me ahead of time? If you really want to fight, if you really want Duel, I will not refuse!"

Wang Chong heard a deep frown, and the big priest of the big food spoke really falsely and falsely, and it was always difficult. He said that he didn't mind to compete with himself, but the true intentions may not be the case.

Although Wang Chong also wanted to force his real strength and explore his bottom, but only a moment, Wang Chong dismissed the idea. The high priest said that this may not be the law of radicalization.

And when you fight with the high priest, you can do it any time. You don't have to be in a hurry. As the coach of the three armed forces, the most important thing is to sit in the middle of the town and win tomorrow's victory.

But just retreating is not the style of Wang Chong!

"If this is the case, as you wish!"

Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded, saying that it was too late, and before the high priest reacted, Wang Chong’s spiritual power gathered and suddenly turned into a huge “sun”, which was extremely hot, banging and hitting big The spiritual power of the priest.

Forbidden, hot sun!

Without hesitation, Wang Chong immediately displayed the school that was originally used to deal with Misir. Spiritual power is invisible and incomparable, it is the power of the yin attribute, and the blazing sun of Wang Chong's spiritual power is the yang to the new, contrary to the power of the spiritual warlock, almost all the spiritual warlocks are afraid.

This is why Messi was so afraid of Wang Chong on that day.

"Boom!"

In the light stone fire, two huge spiritual forces, such as steel and iron, hit together. Under the ban, the impact of the scorching sun, even the high priest changed his face slightly. He originally thought that in order to prepare for the war of tomorrow, Wang Chong would have some scruples. He did not expect that he would say that he would fight and not play according to common sense.

"Hey!"

At the moment when the high priest distracted, there was no hesitation in the slightest. Wang Chong’s mental power was separated and quickly went to the bronze Ding.

"not good!"

The high priest did not think that Wang Chongsheng hit the West, but he was so embarrassed, hey, a spirit of power blasted, and instantly annihilated the spirit of Wang Chong. However, the high priest was still a little slower. At the last moment, Wang Chong’s mental power finally touched the bronze dading.

"Boom!"

Wang Chong finally saw the things in the bronze Ding, just in the moment of spiritual contact, Wang Chong’s eyes changed, the whole world suddenly became dark, and in the depths of the darkness, Wang Chong saw a virtual shadow. The behemoths are still huge and fierce, full of endless tyranny, madness and destruction, seemingly to turn everything in heaven and earth into nothingness.

The atmosphere of chaos and destruction is so powerful that even the moment of spiritual contact, even Wang Chong’s spiritual power has been affected, soaked by this horrible dark power, infected, and finally burned to ashes.

"What the **** is that?!"

Wang Chong’s heart was shocking, and the waves and the dark world disappeared in a flash. The people thought it was an illusion, but the contact of the electric stone fire left a deep impression.

"Destroy the son, retreat, you will not have a chance!"

At this time, the sound of the high priest sounded, and a spiritual force infiltrated into the bronze dading, immediately sealed the entire bronze dading, no more leaks, even Wang Chong’s real world, this moment also I can't really see it.

At that moment, Wang Chong knew that the ban in the bronze ding would have been left by the high priest, and only then could he control the bronze ding.

"Ha ha ha, high priest, tomorrow's battlefield, I am waiting for you!"

Leaving this sentence, Wang Chong's mental strength retreats like a tide, and no longer entangled with the high priest. This night sneak can be stopped as soon as possible, and the others will wait until tomorrow to decide again.

"Hey!"

There was a quietness in the night, and only a breezy breeze drifted through the void. The high priest stood in the military camp and did not move, and Wang Chong quickly turned back to the city of steel.

However, even Wang Chong did not notice, just when he thought about his thoughts and returned to the city of steel, in his arms, the beastly nucleus he had hunted in the northwest underground Daluobao trembled slightly, it seems There was some kind of induction to the bronze Ding in the distance, but only for a moment, the beast was dead and quiet, as if nothing had happened.

......

Time has passed slowly. When the front line of the northwest is tense, the rear is just as nervous as the land of China. Countless people are paying attention to this war about the Tang Dynasty.

Among the capitalists, this atmosphere is particularly strong. In many places, even the lights are lit all night, and all the movements in the northwest are updated from time to time.

"Oh la la!"

At dawn, the wings were vibrating, and a pigeon came from the northwest, finally bringing the latest news.

"What? The first battle is a success?! Quickly! Put this news quickly to all places in the capital, and all the costs of printing the notice will be borne by me!"

In a huge restaurant in the northwest of Beijing, the lights were bright, the shopkeeper was dressed in a cloak, and the eye sockets were deep. I had already waited for a night’s news. The whole person was very sleepy, but at this time, the news was overwhelming, and the whole person was suddenly excited. Tired and excited.

In just a short time, the news was immediately spread throughout the capital.

In the dark, the people of the capital did not know much. In the whole world, the war that took place in the northwest is not only a matter of the military, but a people who have a relationship with the Tang Dynasty.

Time passed slowly. It was only half an hour. Before the Beijing military notice, the people waiting for the news were filled. After an hour, although there was no time for the Jingshi to open normally, the entire capital was in the streets. It’s already a crowd of people, and it’s rubbing shoulders.

Many people still have dark circles on their faces, and they have a lot of troubles, tossing and turning, and sleeping for a few nights.

In this war, although many people cannot participate in it, everyone is watching, looking forward to, and supporting in their own way. Many restaurants and samovars opened the door early, and they were free to entertain those who got up early and those who didn't sleep.

"Win it? Really won!"

"Da Tang mighty!"

"Exotic king, mighty!"

......

After a night, the news of the victory in the Northwestern First Fight finally spread among the people, and bursts of cheers broke out in the capital.

The 3.8 million big food iron ride, this is the difficulty and enemies that Datang has never had before. The whole empire is in jeopardy. Everyone is nervous and sleepless. The people of Datang really need such a victory to mention Confidence.

Although it is only the first battle, there is no doubt that the hearts of the people are also relaxed.