The Human Emperor

Chapter 187

In the morning, the void was silent, and Wang Chong sat on the floor of the bedroom, motionless. His abdomen, vaguely one big and one small, one gold, one silver and two silver, just like the two small groups of the day and the moon.

"Day, month" slightly trembled and attracted each other. In the influence of the light of the two gold and silver groups, the vitality between the heavens and the earth, all the non-stop surged into Wang Chong's body.

This is the "small yin and yang technique" that Wang Chongxin has cultivated. The aspect of this practice is not to be said, and the speed of absorbing the spirit from heaven and earth is much faster.

Wang Chong has practiced the savage spirit, and now with this "small yin and yang technique", the speed of strength growth will naturally be faster.

In the past, one minute and one second, Wang Chongpan sat on the ground and motionless, and his body became stronger and stronger. I don't know how long it has been -

"Hey!"

Suddenly, as if the wind was passing through, a huge force, twisting the void, like a transpiration mirror, flew past the study.

Wang Chong’s figure also trembled in the transpiration of the body.

[Congratulations on the success of the host through the second wave of world constraints, consumption of fate energy thirty points. The remaining fate energy energy is fifteen. 】

[The next wave of world bondage: six months later. Need to consume 40 points of fate energy. 】

......

The invisible power disappeared from the room, and the sound of the stone of destiny rang in Wang Chong's ear at the same time.

"Call!"

Wang Chong took a long breath and opened his eyes, sweating like a rain:

"Thank you again!"

The "world bondage" is said to be three months, but it is actually between three months and four months, but even once it has been experienced. But once again, Wang Chong still feels a nightmare.

However, despite the aches and pains, physical exhaustion, collapsed in general. But the benefits are not without it. This time against the shackles of the world, Wang Chong can clearly feel that his roots are more dense, and the muscles and fascia have become more tough and powerful.

Not only that, but Wang Chong can clearly feel that part of the power has turned into vitality and poured into his own meridians.

Just this strength is equivalent to three months of painstaking work. Compared with before the world was tied, his power has obviously increased a lot.

"The consumption of the world's **** is getting bigger and bigger. The first time is only 20 o'clock, the second time it reaches 30 o'clock, and the fourth time it reaches 40 o'clock..."

Wang Chong thinks that this is also a worry. If it wasn’t for himself that he had no intention of getting the fate of the fate from the event and the festival, I was afraid that this time, it was already obliterated.

And the power of the world's **** is bigger than once, and the second time is much stronger than the first. These things are not easily resisted.

"The interval between good times is getting longer and longer. The first time is one month, the second time is three months, and the third time is six months. Otherwise, I really can't keep going."

Wang Chong secretly said that he felt heavy pressure.

There were no episodes in a few months, and the world’s **** was almost forgotten by him, but this time, Wang Chong returned to the prototype.

If there is not enough fate energy, I am afraid it will be wiped out soon.

"However, six months. It is enough to do a lot of things."

Wang Chong’s heart secretly, and soon calmed down.

Changing fate is not so simple. The fate of change is greater. The more people change, the wider the scope, and the greater the world's bondage.

For this result, Wang Chong is not surprised. And six months, it is a long time.

"Hey!"

Sitting on the ground for a while, restored physical strength, Wang Chong thought and moved, suddenly slammed, pulled out a sword from the waist.

This sword is not a Wuzi steel sword that Wang Chong knows the world, but a three-foot sword. The sword is red and has a dark pattern, like a snake scale.

The sword does not look as sharp as the Uz, but it has a special breath.

"Is this a small Yin Yang sword?"

Wang Chong looked at the long sword in his hand, his eyes stunned, and his eyes flashed a strange light. This sword is the master of the evil spirits of Wang Chong Lingmai, who knows that Wang Chong has completed the operation of Xiaoyinyang.

The martial arts of the old emperor, the sword is slanting, and is completely different from the general martial arts. Ordinary martial arts, as long as they work hard, they will be able to reach a higher level.

However, "Small Yin and Yang" is different. Only by using "Small Yin and Yang", you can continue to take advantage of your opponent's skill, so that Xiaoyinyang can benefit better and reach a higher level.

In other words, it is killing!

The reason why the evil emperor is called the "devil" is that in the sectarian world, it is also the key reason to anger so many people and even be chased by so many people.

"Small yin and yang" level is too low, can only plunder the strength of opponents whose strength is much weaker than their own. Wang Chong's level of realm can only be the animal level of plundering tigers, leopards and cats.

This is why the old emperor of the evil emperor invented the "small yin and yang sword".

"Small yin and yang swords can only help you absorb his last bit of energy if your opponent is drowned or extremely weak."

"As you said, the small yin and yang swords are used for positive, and the positive is used for evil, but evil. You are the son of Wang Gong, and there are many scruples in identity. What to do, Master does not say, you decide."

......

This remark is not sent to the elders of the evil emperor, but sent in a text message. It is difficult to be accepted by the practice of evil deeds and singularity. In particular, this kind of killing school is hard to be accepted.

In the eyes of the evil emperor, Wang Chong’s origins will be the same, and there is nothing wrong with learning this method. However, for Wang Chonglai, the old emperor is too worried.

"The best place for Xiaoyinyanggong is not a sect, nor a private fight. It is a battlefield. This school can only be quickly killed in the battlefield, and it can reach a very high level in a short period of time. Master, This is more thinking!"

Wang Chong faintly, his fingers slowly swept from the dark red ridge of the sword, sending out a long, clear sound.

"Small yin and yang" and "Da yin and yang heaven and earth make meritorious deeds" are evils, but from the beginning, Wang Chong's positioning for it is not to be famous, but to fight on the battlefield.

The problems that the Master Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor worried about, for Wang Chong, simply did not exist.

"Hoof!"

When I was thinking about it, suddenly, outside the horseshoes, I heard a scream of horses from afar.

"Ha ha ha, Wang Chong, are you ready? The training camp is about to begin!"

Wei Wei’s voice was full of enthusiasm, and it passed through a lot of space and reverberated over the entire Wang family.

"coming!"

Wang Chong smiled slightly and inserted the small yin and yang sword back into the scabbard and quickly stood up. After so long, the most important thing in the history of the big thing happened.

The three training camps, Kunwu, Shenwei and Longwei, were finally opened.

Today is the time to officially start the camp.

Wang Chong’s hand-to-hands were all arranged properly. He had already agreed to Wei Wei and set off today. Bathing in the dressing, changing a clean dress, tied a gold crown, inserted with a scorpion, Wang Chong refreshed, wide robes and sleeves, walked out of the room, looks graceful, free and easy.

"Greedy!"

Just out of the room, a burst of childish sounds came, and the light flashed, and a floating shadow went straight into his arms.

The indigo-colored pony chewed and ate the leaves that had been torn down in the yard, and fluttered and danced, and kept sticking out his tongue, Wang Chong, and his face was very intimate.

Wang Chong reacted quickly. He took a bag from his waist and took out a soy bean from the inside. He rubbed it with his hand and fed it to him.

The coffin is indeed a coffin!

In just two days, the white stalk that was raised in this palace has already regarded Wang Chong as the real master. And Wang Chong treats it as a person. He does not put it in the stables, but puts it in the yard, let it run freely, wherever he wants to go, and what to eat if he wants to eat.

This will make the horse more spiritual and contribute to its growth.

"Xiaowu! Let's go, today I will take you to a bigger place."

When the pony licked the soybeans in his hand, Wang Chong took a picture of the horse's neck and took it all the way. At the gate of the Wang family, a row of people waited early.

"Young Master!"

Seeing Wang Chong, Shen Hai, Meng Long, Tuo Quyuan, Li Yuxin and Gong Yu Muxiang, Qi Qi bowed. Although Li Xinxin did not bow his head, he nodded slightly.

"Well, let's go!"

Wang Chong smiled.

Across the gate, a few horses with dragons and dragons stopped outside. Wei Wei took a line to follow the class and sat on the horse's back.

On the other hand, Zhao Jingdian took several horses and waited for himself. Next to Ye Lao and Hu Gong.

Today, the three training camps were opened. This is the first time that Wang Chong has joined the army. All the people who got the news have already rushed to see him off.

"Chong Er, this is your first time joining the military. The mother is not there, you have to learn to take care of yourself."

The big lady stood under the threshold, her eyes were red and some sad.

Although Wang Chong is not officially participating in the army, he only participated in the training camp, but this is the first time Wang Chong left his side.

The milk bird grew up and finally began to enter the wider world.

"Mother, don't worry. I will."

Wang Chong smiled.

"Hey, little brother, I heard that people there are very powerful. If they dare to bully you, what is the matter, tell me, I will help you deal with them!"

Wang Jiaxiaomei leaned in her mother's arms, screaming her mouth, waving two small fists, and a pair of people like Guanghelou, helping Wang Chong to fight the uneven.

Wang Chong was laughing in his heart. Now, only the younger sister has regarded him as the little brother of the previous hand.

"Little girl, I know."

"Oh, don't pinch my nose. Otherwise, I am not happy!"

......

Looking at the little girl who wants to worry, Wang Chong laughed, pulled back, and opened the distance.

"Mother, little sister, and elders, I am leaving!"

Wang Chong and the people bid farewell to each other, suddenly turned over the horse, with Li Xinxin, Gong Yu Muxiang, and Wei Wei, Zhao Jingdian, several people toward the outside, the dust.

"The new journey, I am coming!-"