Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 770 Purple Qi Comes Three Thousand Miles East

   "Meet the Emperor!"

  The mighty and majestic voice resounded throughout the world.

  Southern Xinjiang, somewhere.

  In a bottomless crack, a mysterious coffin was firmly locked by four black iron chains. With a "bang", the coffin exploded and sawdust disappeared.

  A bewitching young man in black clothes opened his eyes in an instant, and his Taoism flowed.

  If Zhang Jing is here, he will definitely find out who this person is.

   It was the evil king who died in Shengjing, Western Chu!

  The loud voice of "Meet the Emperor" continued to reach the ears of the evil king, awakening his sleeping body.

   "Damn it! Zhang Jing really became an emperor"

  The evil king tried his best to suppress his kneeling motion.

   Once, when the previous generation of Human Sovereign condensed the Human Sovereign personality, he had experienced this kind of oppressive force.

  However, his strength was extraordinary after all, and in the end he just bent over instead of kneeling on the ground. Of course, he also found a reason for himself afterwards.

   What he worshiped was the personality of the Emperor, not the Emperor himself.

  Now, the feeling of deja vu is here again!

  The evil king stood behind the void, with blue veins on his forehead, resisting the coercion of the human emperor.

   "This seat. No. Kneel!"

   Xie Wang clenched his teeth, resisting the enormous pressure.

  In the past, he didn't even kneel before the Emperor, so how could he kneel at Zhang Jing's feet?

   It seems that he has sensed the resistance of the evil king, the pressure on his body has skyrocketed again, and the river of luck is rolling!

  Actually, if the evil king had no hostility towards Zhang Jing, he could just bow down, which represented respect for the human emperor's personality, but his resistance and hatred were too strong, and all the pressure from Nanjiang rushed towards him.

   "Ka Ka."

  The waist of the evil king was bent.

  His eyes were bloodshot, and a huge pressure from somewhere was acting on him, and he also experienced Zhang Jing's feeling before!

   "Don't kneel!"

  The evil king roars, the next moment.

"boom!"

  The evil king's legs exploded into a cloud of blood mist, but soon, the blood gas re-condensed, but the re-condensed legs could not resist the soaring pressure.

  His legs are bent.

   "No, I can't kneel. I didn't even kneel to the Emperor. I just bowed. How could I kneel to Zhang Jing, who was lucky enough to win!"

   "Boom!!"

  Suppressed by the huge luck, the evil king knelt down in the void with his legs, facing the direction of Shangjing.

  The evil king's eyes were full of disbelief, he knelt down!

  At the beginning, Ren Huang didn't let him kneel, but now...he didn't resist Zhang Jing. Kneel!

"what!!"

   There was a long howl. The place where the evil king was located resounded thousands of miles away.

  Southwest, deep in the mountains.

  An unremarkable locust tree, the leaves shake and bow like bows.

   "The status of a human emperor. Another human emperor has appeared in the human world. It seems that the rules are not far from being completed." Huai Shu sighed, a little joyful.

   All kinds of things like this happen everywhere in the world.

  As long as you don’t resist and pay homage to the throne of the emperor, there will be no great suppression. On the contrary, if you hate the emperor and don’t respect the personality of the emperor, you will be suppressed by luck.

  The ancestor of Shenmu bowed calmly, and the evil king resisted the huge oppression he was enduring, nothing more.

   It is not how strong Zhang Jing is, but the personality of the emperor condensed in him.

  Shangjing, altar.

  Zhang Jing opened his arms and greeted hundreds of millions of human beings to kneel down. The terrifying breath condensed on his body, his luck was overwhelmed, and his blood was like a dragon.

  The long river of Qi Yun is like a surging river at its feet, rushing turbulently.

  In an instant, Zhang Jing opened his eyes, and above the nine heavens, streams of purple energy condensed across thousands of miles. It seemed to show the agglomeration of the human emperor's personality.

  Zi Qi came three thousand miles east!

   Taoist Tianxu, who bowed down to pay respects, felt his heart tremble when he saw this scene.

  The purple qi once condensed by the Human Sovereign is only a thousand miles away, only one-third of the current Zhang Jing. You must know that the Human World has not fully recovered at this moment!

   "Could it be that if you don't kneel down to heaven and earth, there are still such benefits?" Taoist Tianxu flashed various doubts in his heart, and then envy and joy.

  The purple qi once condensed by the human emperor is an extremely powerful means of protection, and it is also with this that he can fight against several demon gods invincibly.

   "I am now. I am afraid that even if I have three bodies in one, I am no match for him in the human world." Taoist Tianxu realized in his heart.

  However, if there is gain, there must be loss. Zhang Jing has gained purple energy, and has more entanglements with the human world than the previous generation of human emperors. Once the human world loses, the fate of the previous generation of human emperors will be Zhang Jing's fate!

  Purple energy lasts forever, Zhang Jing stared at it, realized clearly in his heart, and said:

   "Purple energy added!"

   With Tianxian in his mouth, Zhang Jing's voice is like the only **** in the world, ruling everything in the human world.

  Three thousand miles of purple air, pulled, slowly came to Zhang Jing's side.

  Afterwards, purple light flashed, and a layer of somewhat transparent purple long clothes instantly formed on his body, firmly protecting him in it.

  This purple qi long robe can't be seen at all on weekdays. Only the strong at the domain level can feel his existence.

  Purple, extravagance!

  Subtle changes have taken place in Zhang Jing's temperament. If it weren't for people who are in frequent contact with Zhang Jing, they would definitely not be able to notice the changes in Zhang Jing's body.

  At this moment, Zhang Jing had some strange information in his mind. Now he, the personal emperor, can come and go freely in the human world.

   Not blocked by anything.

  Of course, Zhang Jing still cannot easily break into some places covered by the Dao of True Immortals.

   "It's a pity that I can't search everywhere in the human world in an instant. Otherwise, the evil king and some hidden domain experts can't escape his palm at all."

  Zhang Jing thought to himself.

  Wherever he looked, everyone bowed down, Zhang Jing said:

   "Flat body!"

  This sentence seemed to contain the rules of the avenue, and millions of creatures near the altar stood up uncontrollably, looking at Zhang Jing with awe.

  The figure of Zhang Jing exists deep in the hearts of these millions of creatures, and his status is comparable to that of a god.

  If borrowed from another world, these people can be called believers.

  Among the millions of people, there are many people who are dissatisfied with Zhang Jing and even hostile, but from the moment they knelt down, all the hatred in their hearts was eliminated, and there was only reverence and surrender.

   Zhang Jing said, all the people in the human world who were under the pressure of the human emperor's status relaxed for an instant, the pressure dissipated, and slowly stood up.

   Southern Xinjiang.

  Xie Wang's eyes were a little dull, and he didn't stand up for a long time. His mind was full of the battle with Zhang Jing and the scene of being suppressed by the emperor thousands of years ago.

  Being as strong as the emperor did not make him kneel down, Zhang Jing did it!

  The moment he said Pingshen, Zhang Jingxiang seemed to sense something. In the dark, a pair of eyes were peeping at him, and the hint of meaning expressed was like approval.

   Soon, Zhang Jing withdrew his gaze, and the faint peeping in the dark disappeared without a trace.

  If it weren't for Zhang Jing's strength and personality here, he would even think that the scene just now was just an illusion.

  Zhang Jing's gaze patrolled, paused for a moment at Taoist Tianxu's place, and nodded slightly.

   Taoist Tianxu chuckled back, then glanced at Taoist Qingxu behind him:

   "Junior Brother, the Human Emperor's sacrifice to the heavens is over, and it's time for you and me to leave. This is just the beginning. After several battles in the human world, and the Human Emperor's sacrifice to the heavens, it will not take long to recover."

   "The ghost world is coming soon, you and I should also prepare in advance."

   Taoist Qingxu nodded:

   "The human world is damaged, and Yama of the ghost world can't enter the human world, so there is only such a peaceful time left"

   "The only good thing is that the little loach in the demon world was killed by you, otherwise some unpredictable things may really happen."

   Taoist Tianxu said.

   "You are worrying too much. Even if you don't kill that little loach, there is no way for him to contact the demon world. The difference between the human world and the demon world is not just the distance."

   "Okay. Gossip less, let's go." Taoist Tianxu smiled slightly, and his figure dissipated.

  Dayu calendar, the fourth year of Tianxing, on the first day of May, Yuhuang Zhangjing worshiped the heavens outside the capital, ascended to the throne, and everyone in the world obeyed!

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  Thank you book friend for your gentle reward.

  (end of this chapter)