"Go forward, you have something to say to you!"

The emperor opened his mouth and his voice was slightly weak.

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Wang Chong trembled in his heart and went forward.

"Not bad!"

The Holy Emperor suddenly looked at Wang Chong and smiled:

"It’s not the chosen general, the **** of war in Datang!"

However, Wang Chong looked at the Holy Emperor in front of him, but he couldn’t smile at half a moment. When he came closer, he saw that the Emperor’s head had a little more white, and his look was a lot. Although it was still majestic, it was faintly revealed. A trace of weakness.

Wang Chong was in a tight heart, and he did not think that the Holy Emperor had become weak to this point.

"His Majesty……"

Wang Chong opened the door and wanted to say something. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that the Emperor’s palm was lifted and interrupted.

"The time is not much!"

The Holy Emperor held the dragon chair with one hand, and no longer hides in front of Wang Chong, the confidant of the confidant. The face that once swayed and made the whole land world tremble, showed a deep exhaustion:

"Wang Chong, you should know why you are calling you into the palace at this time."

"Your Majesty, you won't have anything to do!"

Wang Chong’s heart trembled, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his heart, but he only left the sentence when he reached his mouth.

"You don't have to exhort, you know the situation."

The Holy Emperor smiled and waved his hand:

"Wang Chong, you are a sly person, everything you do, you see it in your eyes."

"You didn't let you down!"

"Your Majesty, is it... there is no way?"

Wang Chong was sad in his heart and opened his mouth.

He always does not believe that things will go this step. Even with the reminder of the stone of destiny, Wang Chong always believes that there will always be other methods.

"useless!"

The Holy Emperor shook his head and glanced at Wang Chong, and his eyes were gratified.

The friendship between him and the Wang family eventually extended from Jiugong to Wang Chong, the Wang family.

Think about it, even he feels incredible.

"After more than a decade ago, when I failed in the impact of the gods, I realized that there would be this day."

"For so many years, I have tried almost all the methods in the world, but there is no one that can prevent this change. The way of the martial arts is difficult, and if you don't advance, then you will retreat, and the gods are even more desperate, broken and unsuccessful. Cheng Ren’s dead end."

"Oh, it’s a failure!"

The Holy Emperor is faint, and there is not much discouragement. Instead, it has the freedom and indifference of the tyrants.

One way to the martial arts, from ancient times to the present, the world’s billions of people, the thousands of martial arts, no one can touch the realm, he can impact that realm, to do things that millions of people can not think about, is enough.

Wang Chong looked at his side and looked like a sacred emperor in the stars and sun. There was a feeling of incomprehension in his heart.

At any time, the one who brings the Great Tang to the top of his hand is always the most respected person in his heart.

He is in the imperial chamber, free and easy, even in the face of death, it will always be so detached, it seems that there is nothing in this world that can shake him, and nothing can make him fold the dragon eyebrow.

This is a thousand ancient Mingjun who can't even conquer death!

"Wang Chong, remember the words in the back hall, what did you say to you?"

The Holy Emperor suddenly opened his mouth.

"Wei will never forget!"

Wang Chong’s heart sighed and sank.

"Very good, if you have this sentence, you will be relieved."

The Holy Emperor nodded slightly:

"For so many years, I have been looking for someone who can protect Datong after he left, Wang Chong, you have not let you down!"

The voice of the Holy Emperor sounded again in the hall, and the voice was full of joy:

"With you, you can finally feel at ease!"

"Under your heart, no matter when, even if you pay for your life, Weichen will swear to protect this land of mountains and rivers!"

Wang Chong Shen Sheng, the sound is loud and sound.

The emperor smiled and his face showed a hint of unpredictable look.

He knew that he did not pick the wrong person.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the body of the Holy Emperor trembled, and there was a **** overflow in the corner of his mouth, but he was swallowed up quickly, and the face of the Holy Emperor was not pale, but more and more rosy.

"His Majesty!"

Wang Chong’s heart trembled and immediately understood what:

"Wei Chen will heal you!"

When Wang Chong was in shape, the subconscious was coming forward, but he was quickly interrupted by the Holy Emperor.

"There is not much time left. If you follow, you should listen carefully."

The Holy Emperor waved his hand and his look became more serious:

"The life of the songs and dances inside and outside the Tang Dynasty is a kind of comfort. However, just like when you were dedicated to the shackles at the age of sixteen, the secret is a crisis."

"Remember the change of the court to those black men who helped the great emperor Li Wei? You remember that the suffering of Datang is not in the suddenness of things, nor in Ust Tibet, Goguryeo, nor in the distant foods of the West. People, but the black people who have been hidden from the ghosts for thousands of years!"

"Your wisdom is more than enough. In the subtleties, the insight is microscopic and slender, but your martial arts is far from enough!"

"There are squats, the four seas are flat, those black people are shocked, and they dare not be too arrogant, but after they leave, no one can balance the world, until then, even if the imperial power is like these things for these people! With your strength, self-protection is not enough!"

Holy Emperor.

Wang Chong was heavy in his heart and bowed his head.

The Holy Emperor is talking about the fact that the black people organize their wrists and the sky, and there are endless top talents in them. The sheep, the deer, the tiger, the three immortals, the Tianfu Shenjun, the Huanglong Zhenjun, the Taishi... These people are stronger than one.

The peerless powers in the eyes of the secular people are like ants in their eyes, and they are small.

In particular, the beginning of the rolling of Mount Lushan, it has reached an unimaginable level of horror.

If it wasn't for the explosion of the Holy Emperor on that day, I am afraid that I would have died in his hands!

As the Holy Emperor said, the Holy Emperor is in the capital, there is no Holy Emperor, and the entire Datang I am afraid that no one can contend with the beginning.

"There is not much left for you! This thing is left after you leave it, the only thing left for you!"

The voice of the Holy Emperor was thunderous and echoed in the hall.

After saying this, in the eyes of Wang Chong, the emperor Huo stood up.

His fingers are in the void -

"boom!"

Although the two were still separated by more than ten feet, when the emperor pointed out the moment, the emptiness seemed to be a thunder, and the countless embarrassment exploded in the hall.

Wang Chong only felt that the airflow on both sides was raging. In the next moment, the loud noise of the sky, the whole person was shocked, and instantly connected with the spirit of the Holy Emperor, into a strange world.

Wang Chong was still standing in the same place, but he couldn’t move, but the huge Taiji Temple around him suddenly disappeared like a void. Looking at it, Wang Chong and the Holy Emperor stood at the highest point of the entire palace. Into the eye.

Countless buildings are lined up in layers, layer by layer, appearing in the circle below, and around these houses, Wang Chong saw the surrounding square, four squares and four huge golden walls.

"this is……"

Wang Chong was slightly surprised.

This is the first time he has seen the entire capital from this perspective.

After looking at the Holy Emperor in front of him, the King’s conflict was clearly understood. The Holy Emperor, with his supreme ability, projected his entire capital from his perception and projected his entire capital into his mind.

Wang Chong is trying to ask what the Holy Emperor wants to see. The next moment, the change is prominent.

"Hey!"

In Wang Chong's perception, the vast and magnificent Beijing master suddenly changed suddenly. The underground of the Grand Master of Nuo Da suddenly and criss-crossed, showing another mysterious array.

These mysterious arrays and the structure of the city pool are mutually harmonious. The straight streets and lanes of the capital, the towers, are inadvertently blended with these arrays, like a huge chessboard, buried deep underground, forming a A larger giant array.

Look carefully, black smoke, in the array, there are countless mysterious runes faintly, and in the depths of the array, all the energy is all from the foot of Wang Chong, and the entire palace of the nine days and ten places of the three royal array The law is integrated.

The array did not start, all the energy was in a state of stagnation, but despite this, Wang Chong could still feel that the turbulence contained in the whole array was like the horrible energy of the sea.

This array of law takes advantage of the nine-day land of the Imperial Palace, which is the power accumulated for thousands of years. Together with the power of the array itself, the energy is completely overwhelmed by almost all individual warriors. on!

Even Wang Chong, in front of this horrible big squad, his strength suddenly seems insignificant, very small.

However, the next moment, when Wang Chong saw a golden energy like a dragon in the black gas of the ground, feeling the familiar atmosphere in the golden energy, Wang Chong was shocked and suddenly understood.

"Your Majesty, you!"

Wang Chong looked at the holy emperor in front of him, his face shaking, and his eyes widened.

When I saw the huge formation of the Jingshi underground, Wang Chong finally understood why the Holy Emperor seemed so tired and so weak in a short period of time.

He actually poured a huge amount of energy into the underground of the capital, leaving behind this horrible, unprecedented, and powerful system of guarding the capital.

"What you saw was a large array of Xiangliu. I changed it to a small Kyushu enchantment. Within this range of law, once the formation is activated, all the people of the Tenjin organization will be rejected. The attack of the array."

"But the most important thing is that I have integrated its breath with you, as long as the sky does not appear, in this range, even if it is too beginning, it is not your opponent!"

The voice of the Holy Emperor suddenly sounded in Wang Chong’s ear. He was like a white jade. With a finger that was gradually transparent, he had a gold and silver color, and the feathery slender rune broke through the paper. Slowly integrated into Wang Chong's body.

"Hey!"

Just for a moment, Wang Chong immediately felt that he had a subtle connection with the whole big array. It seems that as long as he is willing, he can control the whole big array.