Chapter seven hundred and sixty-ninth purple air comes three thousand miles east
"Meet the Human Emperor!"
The majestic voice resounded throughout the world.
Southern Xinjiang, somewhere.
In the bottomless crack, a mysterious coffin was locked firmly by four black iron chains. With a "bang", the coffin exploded and the wood chips were destroyed.
A strange young man in black clothes opened his eyes instantly, and a trace of thought flowed.
If Zhang Jing was here, he would definitely find out who this person was.
It was the evil king who died in Shengjing, Western Chu!
The grand voice of "Worshiping the Human Emperor" kept coming into the evil king's ears, awakening his sleeping body.
"Damn it! Zhang Jing has indeed become a human emperor..."
The Evil King tried his best to suppress his attempt to kneel down.
Once upon a time, when the previous generation of the Human Emperor condensed the throne of the Human Emperor, he had experienced this kind of suppression.
However, his strength was extraordinary after all, and he just bent down and did not kneel down on the ground. Of course, he also found a reason for himself afterwards.
What he worships is the throne of the human emperor, not the human emperor himself.
Now, the feeling of familiarity is coming again!
After the evil king stood in the void, blue veins on his forehead rose, resisting the pressure of the human emperor's throne.
"I... won't... kneel!"
The evil king clenched his teeth and resisted this huge pressure.
Once upon a time, he didn't even kneel down in the previous generation of the Human Emperor, how could he kneel at Zhang Jing's feet?
It seemed that I had noticed the evil king's resistance, and the pressure on my body surged again, and the long river of luck rolled in!
In fact, if the evil king is not hostile to Zhang Jing, he just needs to bow, which represents respect for the throne of the human emperor, but his resistance and hatred are too strong, and all the pressure from southern Xinjiang is pouring towards him.
"KaKa..."
The evil king's waist was bent.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the huge pressure in the dark was applied to him, and he also felt what Zhang Jing felt before!
"No...kneel!"
The evil king roared, the next moment...
"Bang!"
The Evil King's legs burst into a blood mist, but soon, the blood and energy condensed again, but the reconverged legs could not resist and the pressure surged.
His legs... bent.
"No...I can't kneel. I didn't even kneel to the Human Emperor, I just bowed...How could I kneel towards Zhang Jing, a guy who won by chance!"
"boom!!!"
With huge luck suppressed, the evil king knelt in the void and headed towards Shangjing.
The Evil King was in disbelief and he knelt down!
At the beginning, the Human Emperor did not let him kneel, but now... he didn't resist Zhang Jing... he kneeled!
"ah!!!"
A long roar... The location of the Evil King is thousands of miles away...
......
......
Southwest, deep mountains.
An ordinary locust tree, with its leaves shaking, making a bow.
"The human emperor's throne... Another human emperor has appeared in the human world... It seems that the rules are not far from perfect..." Huaishu sighed, with a little joy.
All these things happen everywhere in the world.
As long as you do not resist, you will not be suppressed too much once you bow to the human emperor. On the contrary, if you have hatred for the human emperor and do not respect the human emperor, you will be suppressed by luck.
The ancestor of Shenmu calmly bowed, and the evil king resisted the huge suppression he suffered, which was nothing more than this.
It’s not how strong Zhang Jing is, but the human emperor’s throne condensed in him.
Go to Beijing, altar.
Zhang Jing opened his arms and welcomed the billions of human creatures to bow. A terrifying aura condensed on his body, his luck covered the top, and his blood was like a dragon.
The long river of luck is like a surging river under its feet.
In an instant, Zhang Jing opened his eyes, and above the nine heavens, purple aura condensed, spreading thousands of miles... as if showing the condensation of the human emperor's throne.
The purple air comes from the east for three thousand miles!
Taoist Tianxu who was bowing under him only felt a huge shock when he saw this scene.
The purple aura condensed by the Human Emperor was only a thousand miles away, only one-third of Zhang Jing now. You must know that the human world has not yet fully recovered!
"Is there such benefits if you don't kneel to heaven and earth?" All kinds of doubts flashed through Taoist Tianxu's heart, and then envy and joy.
The purple aura condensed by the Human Emperor was once a very powerful protective method, and he was able to fight against several demon gods without defeat.
"Now I... I'm afraid even if the three bodies are united, I'm not his opponent in the human world..." Taoist Tianxu realized in his heart.
However, if you gain something, you will lose something. Zhang Jing has gained purple energy and is even more involved with the human world than the previous generation of the Human Emperor. Once the human world is lost, the outcome of the previous generation of the Human Emperor will be Zhang Jing!
The purple air lasts forever, Zhang Jing stares at her eyes, and understands it in her heart, and speaks:
"Purple Qi is added!"
With a mouth full of heaven, Zhang Jing's voice is like the only god in the world, dominating everything in the human world.
The purple air of three thousand miles was pulled and slowly came to Zhang Jing's side.
Then, a purple light flashed, and a layer of somewhat transparent purple long robe formed on his body, which firmly protected it.
This purple qi long clothes are not visible at all on weekdays. Only strong people at the realm level can feel their existence.
Purple is noble!
Zhang Jing's temperament has undergone subtle changes. If it weren't for the person who often came into contact with Zhang Jing, he would definitely not be able to notice the changes around Zhang Jing.
At this moment, Zhang Jing had some strange information in his mind. Now, he, the human emperor, could come and go freely in the human world.
Not blocked.
Of course, Zhang Jing still cannot easily break into some places covered by the True Immortal Avenue.
"What a pity... I can't explore all parts of the human world in an instant... Otherwise, the Evil King and some hidden domain powerhouses would not escape his palms."
Zhang Jing thought to himself.
Everyone was impressed by the eyes, and Zhang Jing spoke:
"Flat!"
This sentence seemed to contain the rules of the great way. Millions of creatures near the altar stood up uncontrollably and looked at Zhang Jing with awe.
Zhang Jing's figure exists deep in the hearts of these millions of creatures, and his status is comparable to that of a god.
If you borrow another world, these people can be called believers.
Among these million people, there were many people who were dissatisfied with Zhang Jing and even hostile, but from the moment they knelt down, all the hatred in their hearts was eliminated, with only awe and surrender.
As soon as Zhang Jing said, people who were under pressure from the human emperor's throne in various parts of the human world relaxed instantly, the pressure dissipated, and they slowly stood up.
Southern Xinjiang.
The Evil King's eyes were a little dull and he didn't stand up for a long time. All his minds were the battle against Zhang Jing and the scene that was suppressed by the human emperor thousands of years ago.
Even the mighty Emperor did not make him kneel down, Zhang Jing... did it!
Chapter completed!