Chapter 1809 (1/2)

As soon as Tang Zheng dodged, he had reached the top of the altar. It was a mess. It was clearly a sign after the war.

Most importantly, his tall gold body was like a knife, axe and chisel, leaving many deep or shallow gullies. I don't know what kind of magic weapon it was hurt by.

It has become empty except for one person on the ground.

Emperor!

He lay on the ground, dying, his eyes dim, his breath weak, obviously hurt.

The emperor also saw Tang Zheng, raised his eyelids difficultly, and cried weakly: ”I'm sorry Tang Zheng. ”

Tang Zheng's face was as heavy as water, his fingers were on the emperor's shoulders, and his body condition appeared in his mind like an intuitive picture.

What a serious injury!

Tang Zheng didn't expect that the emperor of heaven should be hurt so badly. How powerful is the enemy?

He looked around subconsciously, trying to trace the enemy.

”He's gone.” The emperor guessed his mind and sighed.

”Who hurt you?”

The emperor shook his head. ”I don't know.”

Yeah?

Tang Zheng stared at him cautiously, understood and asked, ”don't you know?”

”Yes, a mysterious man who came and went without a shadow suddenly appeared in the altar.”

Tang Zheng's heart is thumping. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. It's intriguing and unusual.

”I'll heal you first.”

Tang Zheng no longer asked. A mighty power flowed into the body of the emperor like a torrent of water. At that time, his withered body filled up quickly, and the damaged meridians and bones were repaired a little bit.

A moment later, the emperor's eyes were rejuvenated, and Tang Zheng stopped.

”Tang Zheng, I'm useless.”

Said the emperor in chagrin.

Tang Zheng waved his hand and asked, ”you will come to the dragon in a delicate way.”

When the emperor nodded, he talked about the origin and the background carefully. As a high priest, one of his daily work is to patrol various shrines. Today, when he happened to patrol here, he saw that there was a person on the altar whose whereabouts were very strange and his breath was not clear.

He went up to find out whether he had said a word or not, and the other party was suddenly in trouble.

With the cultivation of the emperor, even if the enemy is suddenly in trouble, he will not be hurt.

But this time there are exceptions.

The emperor fought back, but he was still seriously injured. He had no power to fight back. It was like a baby facing an adult. That kind of feeling made the emperor feel great frustration.

It turned out that after a lifetime of self-cultivation, I was so vulnerable in the end. It was just too shocking.

After hearing this, Tang Zheng frowned and asked, ”with your feeling, what is this man's cultivation?”

The emperor hesitated for a moment and said, ”it's higher than me. Is it the holy land?”

Holy land?

Tang Zheng hesitated and finally shook his head and said, ”maybe not.”

”What! Not the holy land? ”

When the emperor's head exploded, a chilling thought came out, and he said with expectation: ”if he is not the holy land, is he The protoss? ”

Protoss!

These two words are like heavy bombs, which explode in the air and excite people's hearts. They can't be stopped for a long time.