The Human Emperor

The whole Tang Dynasty celebrated, but under the excitement and celebration, with Wang Chong as the center, a huge invisible machine slowly turned.

Under Wang Chong's inspiration, the hybrid rice was quickly transported to Mengshe, and Wang Chong's private letter was as expected. The Fengjia and the Mongolian monks were extremely upset. Soon, Feng Jiayi wrote it personally. A letter promised all the requirements of Wang Chong, and showed that he was loyal to Datang and had no intentions. His words were extremely humble.

On the other side of the body, under the intervention of Wang Chong, the speed was also accelerated, and those who were suffering and hungry were speeded up to the “promised land”.

However, borrowing the monsoon to go to the Promised Land is still too primitive. Wang Chong has already let Zhang Shouzhi speed up the development of "nautical instruments", and at the same time consider making some boilers and steam-like things to assist.

At least in the state of Youzhou, it is not so fast.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner in accordance with Wang Chong’s intentions.

The foreign kingdom, the security is strict.

After seeing his mother, Wang Chong returned to his house.

"Hey!"

In the hall, the red light flashes, and Wang Chong plate sits above the main hall. On the left is the golden sun, and on the right is the red **** moon, and the rolling suffocating rushes out of his body, like the tides, and the whole The shuttle back and forth in the hall, almost filled every corner.

Wang Chong sat still, the white steam on his head, the whole face was also covered in it, looming.

Wang Chong's brain, a round of a halo, looming, the breath that comes out is almost exactly the same as the atmosphere into the micro-space.

Wang Chong's breath surging, breathing, faint and that space constantly echoed, exchanged something.

Under the influence of an invisible rule, Wang Chong's body is faintly changing like a tidal wave, pushing the air machine in Wang Chong's body to continuously improve.

In the Northwest War, the corpse was everywhere, like the Shura hell, and the tragic extent shocked all the countries.

For Wang Chong, this war killed the Great Sacred and the High Priest. In addition to obtaining the taboo sea, Wang Chong also had some other gains.

Wang Chong now feels more and more that there is a higher level of realm before the “into the micro-environment” that countless people look up to. The battle of the northwest is enough to illustrate this point.

Gu Taibai and Wang Chong are in the same realm, but the fighting power is far more than imagined.

Wang Zhongyu, Wang Chong, Zhang Qiu and Qiong..., so many people besieged together, they are almost not his opponents. King Kong’s giant behemoths are so powerful that they are almost broken by the bones, not to mention the siege of the ancients. When it was too white, Wang Chong also used the mythical level of the "Xuanyuan Holy Sword".

Under normal circumstances, the same is into the micro-environment, there should not be such a big gap.

Wang Chong has a feeling that Gu Taibai has detached into the micro-environment. In the Northwest War, he has touched a higher realm above the micro-environment. It is a pity that Gu Taibai chose the Eastern Expedition at that time, and finally lost his life.

"There must be a higher level above the micro-environment, but what is it? How can we reach that higher level!"

Wang Chong’s eyes closed and he did not move, but his heart turned a lot of thoughts.

All the martial arts realms in the world are only introduced in detail to the peak of the holy martial arts, the realm of the imperial generals, and then there is no record. Wang Chong can reach this level of realm, and it is entirely because Master Shendi’s old man has been able to make a successful breakthrough by relying on the accumulation of his life for dozens of years.

Prior to this, the Middle-earth Shenzhou did not even have a record of “into the micro-environment”.

Although there have been various legends, all of them are rumored to be rumored.

"Into the micro-elevation, there is no vain, no chase, so far, the most understanding of the above realm, I am afraid there is only the Holy Emperor!"

Wang Chong’s heart is secret.

The fact that the Holy Emperor is infinitely close to the martial arts of the gods is inferred through the mouths of the old predecessors through the various stalks of the sacred stalks. Although it has been accepted by many people in the last days, before this, the words "the gods of the martial arts" were known. But now there are not many at all.

No one knows how the Holy Emperor reached such a high level, and can only blame everything on the sacred talent of the Holy Emperor and the speciality of the imperial power.

True Dragon Son, high on the top, expensive!

And the ranks of Datang are strict, Jun Guijun, and ministers! It seems that it is feasible to understand the realm above the micro-environment from the Holy Emperor. In fact, there is no operational at all, at least not yet.

These thoughts flew past the mind, and Wang Chong quickly returned.

"Hey!"

The next moment, the void vibrates, Wang Chong's feet, the shadow cast by the road suddenly grows like a life, and then quickly rewinds, wrapped Wang Chong's body, but a blink of an eye, Boom, Wang Chong quickly disappeared in place.

At the entrance of the main hall, a shadow like Wang Chong’s body suddenly appeared, followed by a few steps away, and a black shadow appeared, followed by a third, fourth...

In the hall of the entire foreign king's palace, all corners, various positions, even in the air is the kind of shadow.

All the shadows did not move, as if the time was still, everything was fixed there.

This is the speed that is so fast that it breaks through the shadow left by a certain limit.

The most strange thing is that, despite this, there is a tranquility in the palace of the palace, and there is no surging of the airflow, just like a still picture.

Shadow Devil!

This is the unique way in which the shadows of the Kegang Empire are used by the ancient underground in the center of Hammdo.

Their body speed is reaching the limit, not only surpassing the black man's "big emptiness", but also silent, like a ghost, can not detect its breath, even the disturbance of the airflow is not, it seems They are themselves airflow.

The beasts controlled them, and Wang Chong invaded their minds and gained their memories. He also knows this extraordinary and mundane, legendary level of "shadow speed."

Since "the speed of the shadows" is itself part of the shadow magic, even if the people of the Kegang Empire want to control them, they can't do it. This is the unexpected gain of Wang Chong.

"Hey!"

Among the halls, Wang Chong’s “divided body” is dense and dense, and at the end of the day, there is almost nowhere to live.

Oh, the light flashed, the black shadow dissipated, and Wang Chong went to the throne again, revealing his figure again.

"come in!"

At the same time, Wang Chong opened his eyes and looked at the outside of the temple.

"Deaf!"

The door opened, revealing a gap, the sun was shining through the gap, pulling a long light and shadow on the ground, quiet outside the door.

"See your master!"

In the hall, a wooden, no-life sound, just in the place of Wang Chong four or five steps, a tall figure wearing a black robe, wearing a cold iron mask on his face, facing Wang Chong A trip.

When the figure appeared, the entire hall seemed to fall into the ice of hell.

Sword Court is too defensive, Zhang Wei Tuo!

Or, it should now be called a no-face person.

Ever since I covered the iron surface, I made a blood swear, and after I found the black people with all my life, the faceless people disappeared into the eyes of everyone and followed the shadow of Wang Chong.

Wang Chong never restricted his actions, and he never let him show up easily. Those events and wars, whether they were disputes between the Confucianism and the Confucianism, or the Battle of the National Movement in the Northwest, have never appeared before.

No face is only for the pursuit of "black people", except that everything has nothing to do with him.

Wang Chong never asked for anything from the faceless person. On the contrary, Wang Chong gave him a lot of exercises and resources, various medicinal herbs, instruments, exercises, unlimited supply, and even the great yin and yang world. Wang Chong also gave him the same.

This is the only exception for Wang Chong!

The no-face-up has abandoned everything, power, reputation, wealth, status, and even identity, and all the past, to a certain extent, he is already a dead person.

The evil road of "Great Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth Creation" can fall into the hands of others and may be a disaster, but Wang Chong knows that it will never fall in the hands of the faceless.

Moreover, only the "Great Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth Creation" can help him grow up as soon as possible, and have the opportunity and ability to deal with and track the black people, or "God of God".

"Yes, your big yin and yang world has achieved 80% of the fire, and the big emptiness has 70% of the fire. With these two things, you already have the strength to survive in front of the gods."

Wang Chong’s eyes were like electricity, but he glanced at it and immediately saw the repair of the faceless man.

Wang Chong secretly gave countless resources and exercises to the faceless people. In the end, he did not let himself down. Now, he has at least 80% of the cultivation.

"Just, you are a little too anxious, cultivation is too radical, leaving a lot of darkness in the body, these futures will have a great impact on you."

Wang Chong opened the door.

The strength of the faceless person is not normal. Even if there is Wang Chong’s great yin and yang heaven and earth, this kind of cultivation is too fast. Wang Chong can feel that the no-face person uses some extremely extreme methods. Blindly ignoring the consequences, regardless of the consequences, has gone astray.

"I was originally a dead person. How long can I live, what darkness is left, and what is important? As long as I catch those people and report my **** vengeance, everything is worth it!"

Faceless people's lips are creeping, the voice is indifferent, there is no ups and downs, as if talking about other people's things.

Wang Chong was silent for a moment, knowing that he could not convince him anyway.

"boom!"

On the main hall, the light flashed, Wang Chong did not say much, the air roared behind him, and it appeared in thirty-three days. The Qiulou Yuyu, which radiated golden yellow light, was majestic and towering, exuding endless mystery.

Just a blink of an eye, the golden scorpion scorpion is as vast as the rivers and seas, breaking out of the air, instantly hit the faceless people, and blasted into his body.