Chapter 687 The earth is under the man, the man is under me

Depressed, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the turn of the previous chapter had less impact on the plot. If I couldn’t do the best, I always felt uncomfortable. If the seven hundred chapters were about to end, Lao An really had to consider the length of the article. He had no manuscripts and had no time to modify them. I wasted time, so I wasted time.

Lao An asked, after reading this chapter, do you think Gu Bo is a supreme or a father?

Emperor Su Wu vomited blood, purple blood.

Emperor Tang said calmly: "There are many kinds of people in this world. Good people, bad people, literati and military people, slaves, officials, crazy and stupid people. Everyone has their own code of conduct to find their own position."

"It's like, a madman must go crazy. It's like, a slave must be obedient. A literati must understand knowledge, and a bad person must do evil. A person can coexist many principles and become many kinds of people."

"The supreme in the world is isolated and there is only one principle. It is impossible to coexist with the father's principles and the friends' principles. If you don't understand and don't know, you will suffer, blame yourself, and feel guilty."

Emperor Tang looked at Emperor Su Wu from a high position without any sympathy: "A person who can't even find a position is destined not to succeed."

Emperor Su Wu's face turned purple and shouted hysterically: "Gu Bo, you are so careless and crazy."

"Wang Ce is your son. How dare you attack him?"

Emperor Tang looked strange and a ray of pity appeared: "You will never know my position. Am I a father or a supreme? You don't know, no one knows." After a pause, he said softly: "Even my intelligent son, I may not know."

"So, you're never qualified to blame me."

Emperor Su Wu laughed wildly: "You are wrong, Gu Bo, you are wrong. The method you use to correct is also wrong. You are so despicable that you do not recognize your relatives, and sooner or later you betray your relatives."

"Hahaha, Gu Bo, the higher your cultivation level, the more the conflict between true energy and true dragon energy will be, and the worse your health will be. Hahaha, you can't resolve it without the essence, blood and vitality of the Wu Emperor who are the three generations of relatives."

Emperor Su Wu was dying, but he laughed wildly, as if he was looking back: "You can't catch Wang Ce for a day, and within ten years, you will definitely die of decay."

"This is your only way to save yourself. It is a way to force you to kill your son with your own hands. Hahaha. If you kill your son, the congregation will definitely betrayal."

Emperor Tang took a deep breath, looked at Emperor Su Wu who was gradually limping, and said calmly: "I am over 80 years old this year, and the Human Emperor can live at least four hundred years old. If it were the Immortal Human Emperor..."

A strange smile appeared: "Are I wrong? You understand the most now."

Emperor Su Wu opened his eyes wide and looked at Emperor Tang in a muddy manner. His whole body twitched slightly, his pale skin was covered with purple and blue. The vitality in his eyes gradually faded. He swallowed his last breath and dissipated unwillingly.

Emperor Tang slowly bowed, as if he was talking to himself: "Actually, am I a supreme or a father?"

"I don't even know, how could you know?"

Walking slowly away, walking in the palace, Emperor Tang shines in the little winter sunshine, enjoying the warmth.

He raised his hand silently and clenched his fists. Emperor Tang carefully looked at his fists, covered his mouth and coughed for a while, and raised his hand to signal. The old eunuch Wang, who had not recovered from his serious injury, quietly appeared with a miserable face.

Emperor Tang stared at the sun and said slowly: "I sent an order to force Dongning to surrender as soon as possible and deal with relevant matters as soon as possible. I don't want to be dragged down by a small Dongning."

"Give me instructions and take good care of my injuries. In three months, we will go to Shangyang."

Emperor Tang slowly stretched out his hand, stretched out his five fingers to aim at the sun, and his almost bloodless palm was like a serious patient: "It doesn't take three years."

"A year later, the final battle!"

Emperor Tang turned around and sang softly: "The earth is under man, and the man is under me."

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“One year.”

In the gray ghost world, Wang Ce stretched out his fingers: "He will definitely come to me. The peak decisive battle is either him or me."

With Gu Bo's ability, it can be as long as one year, and as many as three years. Whether Gu Bo can reach the realm of the Martial God with his overflowing true essence and the realm of the ancient martial god depends on his luck. No matter what, Gu Bo will definitely appear in his most prosperous state a year later.

"I don't understand why there is such a father." The Emperor Killing frowned and was displeased. Not everyone is hostile to the descendants of the God of War. Most people don't have much feelings about the descendants of the God of War. He is one of them.

The half-emperor soul was silent for a long time and said hoarsely: "Will he really come?"

Wang Ce wanted to say no, but he couldn't deny it: "He can."

The half-emperor soul held the sword hard, loosened and held it, held it tightly and sent it away. After a long time, he nipped hoarsely: "You must become stronger in the year." He lowered his head and said in the sound of the wind, "I will not attack him."

Wang Ce smiled and was like the spring breeze coming in the gray ghost world: "I know, I came to be stronger."

He knew, so Uncle Wang Hun was the handsome and cool half-emperor soul. Wang Ce knew that he would never have a half-emperor soul as cool or so handsome.

"You said." The Emperor Killing said bluntly that he could have gone to Beice Mansion and entered the ghost world with Wang Ce just to fight.

Wang Ce smiled: "I want a lot of superior ghost emperors and more of the middle ghost emperors."

"I bring you how much, how much do you want." Without saying a word, the half-emperor soul turned into light and left first. The killing emperor and the god general took a look, laughed and followed.

"Gu Bo, no matter whether you become the Human Emperor or the Immortal Human Emperor, I am a hundred times more successful than you, because I have friends."

Wang Ce smiled happily, turned around, his smile restrained, and looked coldly at the millions of prosperous Tang legions behind him, waved his hand and was full of murderous intent:

"attack!"

Millions of Tang soldiers were overwhelmed, like a wriggling ocean, making a sensational sound in the sky, pushing forward and moving forward!

The ghost army was so strict, but it also caused a commotion under such military power.

Seeing that Li Jing, Li Ji, Gao Xianzhi's three commanders were determined, Wang Ce did not pay much attention to it and released Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, and Li Shimin.

Wang Ce narrowed his eyes, carefully examined the three emperors, and played with the bronze pot with thoughtful thought. When the sleeves were brushed, the barrier of the qi appeared. He rubbed his face and said, "I have some doubts and I am just about to ask the three emperors!"

Emperor Taizong of Tang was kind, Emperor Wu of Han was domineering, and Emperor Shihuang was arrogant, but he was exactly the characteristics of the three.

Wang Ce smiled and said, "I want to ask you where the three come from, where the bronze pot comes from, and why I am in Jiuzhou." He bowed and bowed: "I sincerely ask you your three masters. If you know, please tell me."

Qin Shihuang ignored him directly, Emperor Wu of Han snorted coldly, and only Emperor Taizong of Tang smiled angrily: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

There is no difference between the expected results from Wang Ce.

Wang Ce sighed slowly and stroked the bronze pot: "The sixth pattern, do you think, should I open it? What will the sixth pattern be?"

The sixth pattern is the last pattern. If it is turned on, what changes will happen?

"If I were really a god clan, what would my purpose be to travel through time?" Wang Ce was sweating profusely. What other purpose would the god clan return to Jiuzhou?

"The way of civil servants", "The way of civil servants", "The way of military generals", "The way of emperors", "The way of rebellion".

Of the six patterns, five of them have been opened. What is the remaining one? What will it be?

Wang Ce's heart pounded. He had a guess that he didn't know whether it was good or bad. He moaned softly: "The sixth way, should it be..."

"The Way of Gods?"

The five patterns in the first ones basically include all. Wang Ce thought about it and said that as the last one, he must be the most powerful and valuable, and the only thing he can get is that seems to be above the emperor... the way of immortals.

Gods or alchemy? For example, ancient alchemists such as Zuo Ci and Ge Hong?

Six pictures, six kinds of war spirits, and six paths!

Wang Ce was in a state of inability to know, but he held the sweat and glared at the bronze pot for a long time, but he never dared to open the sixth pattern.

"I'm really afraid." Wang Ce smiled bitterly, fell to the ground, and murmured to himself: "I'm afraid, if I'm really a god, then the purpose of my time traveling over is not here to carry out revenge."

Only by killing can revenge.

Why did the Zhan Ling Army have almost endless Zhan Ling Army? Wang Ce was really scared. He absolutely did not want to be a god clan, nor did he want to bring the Zhan Ling Army to carry out the killing.

The God General was right, there were too many special things on him. Perfect spiritual patterns, fighting spirit troops, and even the appearance of the heart, were all different, and these were definitely not because of the protagonist's halo.

Hundreds of millions of war spirit troops swept across the nine continents and were full of war. If it was a fantasy, it was beautiful. If it was a reality, it was terrifying.

Holding the bronze pot, Wang Ce was reluctant to open the sixth path.

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In a few months, wherever Wang Ce and his four men went, it was a disaster in the ghost world.

Wherever Wang Ce went, there must be countless war spirit troops rampant, igniting the beacons everywhere in the ghost world. With absolutely strong combat power, he forcibly suppressed the traces of the ghost army, which shocked everyone.

Not only is the disaster of the Ghost Army, but also the disaster of the Ghost Emperors.

With his absolutely amazing understanding, the half-emperor soul once again took the lead, and before Wang Ce, he crossed the realm of immortality and reached the realm of will.

The half-emperor soul in the Longevity Realm is equivalent to the half-emperor Emperor. The half-emperor soul in the Will Realm is simply comparable to the Supreme Martial Emperor. He has special experience in killing the Ghost Emperor.

Killing the Emperor had the intention of secretly competing for power, but when he saw the combat power of the half-imperial soul, he almost extinguished his thoughts. This half-imperial soul was simply a monster.

It is stuck in Guiyuan Wu Zun, and it has been blocked for decades. Once it is crossed, it will reach the will realm without a chance in less than ten years, and it is comparable to the Supreme Martial Emperor, which is extremely terrifying.

Killing the Emperor is also a genius who is amazing and charming. Compared with the half-imperial soul, the height appears immediately, which is directly deviant.

The arrogant and arrogant killer also privately admitted that without Wang Ce, the half-emperor soul would have been the fourth warrior in five thousand years to be recognized as the number one master in Jiuzhou.

A god general who had no identity exposed, a half-emperor soul comparable to the supreme martial emperor, a killer emperor, and a Wang Ce. Three of the four people stood at the top, and immediately became a disaster for the Ghost Emperor.

There are divine generals and half-emperor souls, and Wang Ce adapts to the new power at the same speed as flying, and adjusts to reach the most prosperous state.

He meditated wholeheartedly every day and integrated the realm of the ancient martial god as soon as possible. Wang Ce vaguely explored the edge of the supreme martial emperor.

The Zhan Ling Army continued to defeat the Ghost Army and devour the Ghost Army. Wang Ce and his four men kept challenging the Ghost Emperor and captured the Ghost Emperor alive.

Li Bai, Tao Yuanming, and Xu Xiake were the first to break through to become the peak battle spirit.

Jing Ke, Nie Zheng, and Zhuanzhu followed closely, Qin Shihuang, Emperor Wu of Han, and Emperor Taizong of Tang also broke through to become the peak war spirit in the process of crazy ghost-brushing Emperor.

Gradually one year.

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