The Human Emperor

Wang Chong and Li Xuantu glanced at each other, both frowning deeply.

There seems to be a lot of buildings here, and nothing seems special, but in fact, everything in front of them is part of a huge magic weapon. Under these seemingly ordinary things, there are thousands of complicated formations and inscriptions.

In order to leave such a long and deep ditch on the ground in the Tiangong, at least one has to cultivate in the microcosm.

"It looks like those people who entered Tiangong before, but the traces in front of them ... are they ambushed by heaven?"

Li Xuantu bowed his head and thought.

"It's hard to say, after all, this is the hinterland of Tiangong, and everything they know is a lie."

Wang rushed, a pity of mercy passing through his eyes.

Along the way, the two found blood stains in many places on the slate, because it was too long and they had dried up and darkened. From the final result, no matter what happened at the time, it was clear that these people were long gone.

Wang Chong and Li Xuantu raised their vigilance and went deep along the remaining traces. After about ten breaths, they finally made different new discoveries.

Hundreds of feet away from the barrier, on the ground, a man with a full body armor, who looked like a general, lay down on the ground, black blood stains remained on the corners of his mouth, his expression was painful and twisted, his hands were still covering Holding his chest, his body curled up, and he looked at the sky in pain, but his body was cold and apparently dead for a long time.

Because a long time has passed, the general's body has also become a corpse, exactly like the ancients that everyone saw on the road to heaven before.

"It was the general of the Han Dynasty. He suffered great pain, fatal wounds, and heart before his death! He was ambushed!"

Li Xuantu bent over and glanced, and said.

Where the general covered his hands, a sharp sword tip emerged, apparently being attacked from behind, piercing his heart.

"Asshole, it must be someone organized by God!"

Xiao Yan suddenly said at this time.

"There will be no one else except them. Heaven used the legends of heaven and heaven to seduce these people in, and finally started here and wiped them out."

Li Xuantu groaned.

For the death of these people, Li Xuantu was not surprised at all. After all, how can a person who can sacrifice a city care about the lives of a few people, but he has not yet come up with the answer to that mystery:

What do you want to attract these people here?

Wang Chong also looked down at the body of the general on the ground. I don't know why. Wang Chong always felt something wrong. I'm afraid things are not as simple as Li Xuantu said.

Deeper along the way, more and more traces of the ground, more corpses fell to the ground, some people even have different heads, broken limbs, arms scattered, scattered everywhere, looks shocking.

Everyone experienced great pain before death, and the heavy atmosphere in the surrounding void became more and more intense.

A few moments later, when several people reached the deepest part of the square, they saw the scene in front of them, no matter whether it was Wang Chong, Li Xuantu or Xiaoyan, everyone was still.

In front of everyone, in a large area, corpses fell to the ground. These people wear helmets, armors, and many people are generals, but not everyone. Many of these corpses are still wearing Alchemists in plain clothes and sectarian warriors even fell to the ground with a pole.

But what really shocked Wang Chong and others was not this.

The entire area, no matter whether they are generals, alchemists, or sectarians, they are fighting each other, generals and generals, alchemists and alchemists, alchemists and generals ... everyone is doing their best to show the most powerful life Power to fight.

Everyone's look was extremely painful.

Along the way, Wang Chong and others thought they were being ambushed by the organization of Heaven and God, but no one thought that in the end they were killing each other.

There is no one to stand alone, and there is no clear-cut, everyone is attacking all the targets who can be attacked.

It was a crazy kill, and in the end, no one survived.

Even if Wang Chong and others have been baptized in war and have seen all kinds of cruel scenes, watching this scene of Shura's **** scenes, they can't help but be touched in their hearts, and they have a terrible feeling.

Although more than a thousand years have passed, they can imagine the wildest scene at the time.

"Their consciousness is in chaos. They can't tell the enemy from me. God controlled them and let them kill each other here!"

Li Xuantu took a deep breath, pitying his eyes.

The different camps are just fine, but the generals and generals, alchemists and alchemists, sectarian warriors and sectarian warriors fight against each other, leaving no room for shots. Although it seems incredible, they are no strangers to this scenario.

Just outside, millions of people in Datang Jingshi were used by Tian in this way to leverage the power of Tiangong to influence the mind.

Although these people seem to be killing each other, in fact, they can be considered dead in the hands of heaven.

Wang Chong looked at the corpses with pity, and carefully turned over them all the way. Just seven or eight feet away from the corpse, all three noticed a unique figure.

The man sat on the ground, his hair was loose, his helmet was held in his palm, and he looked at the people who were fighting each other in front of him. His expression was stern and sad. His armor had been broken to many places, and he could see the marks of the sword. Apparently, he also encountered fierce ambush before his death.

This man is obviously in a very high position, and his armor is different from others, more gorgeous, delicate, and noble, but this will not save his fate.

Right next to him, several people saw a few lines of scribbled, silver hook paintings:

"Traps, traps, everything is a conspiracy ..."

The lines of writing seemed to exhaust his whole body, revealing a feeling of extreme grief.

Seeing these lines, Wang Chong sighed deeply:

"It seems that only of these people are sober."

This man knew that everything in front of him was not right. He could only watch his subordinates madly kill each other in front of him, and could do nothing.

This sadness and deep sense of powerlessness may be more painful than death in confusion.

"Ugh!"

With a sigh in his heart, Wang Chong and Li Xuantu brushed past the general and continued to move forward, but as he passed, Wang Chong stretched out his palms, raised eyelids for the general, and covered the pain Eyes.

...

All the way forward, just out of the chaotic killing place, Wang Chong and others soon appeared something new.

This is a large bird carcass that looks a bit like a peacock and a bit like a phoenix.

It is 20 feet tall, with wings spread to even 30 feet. Wang Chong and others stood at its feet, not even as big as one of its claws.

The big bird was lying cold on the floor, apparently dead for a long time.

"what is this?"

Li Xuantu stopped and looked at the huge bird-like corpse in front of him, surprised.

"I don't know. It does look weird."

Wang Chong frowned.

Along the way, everyone saw the corpses of ancient people who had entered this place by mistake. Only the corpse of the bird looked out of place.

"There is another body over there."

Just then, everyone made new discoveries.

On the other side of the bird carcass, there was a carcass standing there.

The man was dressed in white and looked very young. It was only about twenty-three. It was very close to Wang Chong. Unlike the corpse he had seen before, the young man saw no pain at all, instead he smiled and gave people a smile. Feelings of spirit.

That smile can be called--

Pride!

It seems that there is nothing in this world to defeat and restrain him.

"Big Han is riding a big general, champion Hou Huo is sick, here is the blue bird!"

Right in front of the crowd, a line of dragons and phoenixes danced a few inches deep, clearly reflecting the eyes of everyone.

"boom!"

Looking at the line of dragons and phoenixes dancing on the ground and waving Fang Yan's handwriting, Wang Chong and Li Xuantu trembled in their bodies, and their hearts violently set off waves.

Dahan is riding a big general?

Champion?

Huo goes sick!

At this moment, Wang Chong can no longer hold on to himself.

The champion Hou Huo got ill, even after dynasties, no matter how long it passed, the name will always be deafening, enough to make anyone who hears it move.

The juvenile was sealed and crowned, and there was no more prominent presence than his reputation.

If the emperor Han Wu at that time was regarded as the current emperor, and the well-known Wei Qing was regarded as the prince Shaobao and Wang Zhongzheng today, then Huo Qubing, who was just a weak crown, is Wang Chong today, and he defeated all countries and unified the world for the Great Tang Wang Chong.

There are countless stars in the Han Dynasty, and Huo Qu is undoubtedly the brightest star among the stars of His Majesty Hanwu.

His light even penetrated time and space, eclipsing countless famous warriors in the past dynasties. His light is the past millennium, and the next millennium, it is difficult for everyone to hide.

More importantly, when he was famous and crowned the army, he was only 19 years old. He and Wang Chong today are similar in many ways.

It was also at this time that Wang Chongran thought of something, something that he had forgotten by accident, and he suddenly remembered that there was something wrong when he was on the road to heaven.

"Following the order of Emperor Wu Han, flanking General Zuo Qing, with General Huo looking for Kunlun Wonderland, here is the miracle of the West Queen Mother Blue Bird!"

The line of words seen in the road to Heaven before suddenly came to mind.

General Huo ... It turned out that General Huo, who was the **** of the flank general, was Huo Quji, but the time was rushed, and the other side was not very clear, so Wang Chong did not think about it.

And if the young man in front of him is Huo Qu's illness, then the military general he saw before is most likely the flanking general Zuo Qing.

"But how is this possible ..."

At this time, Li Xuantu filled his ears with a shocking voice.

"According to historical records, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty six years ago, Huo Qubing died when the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty ordered the siege of the Huns for the last time, and Ying Nian died early and died of illness. There is a public opinion in history about this. ? "

Li Xuantu shook his face. When he was young, the first lesson that the emperor gave him was the Han Dynasty empire who shone on the stars like the sun and the moon.

It's not just him. This is the first lesson that no prince can skip. For this reason, the three words Huo Quyi have an extraordinary weight in his heart.

However, Li Xuantu never thought that the arrogant general, champion, champion of the heavenly pride, did not have the illness and death as recorded in historical records.