Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 270: Ancestor of the God family

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"Master, someone disappeared from the audience, a Su family member, a Shen family member, very fast, and in the blink of an eye there was no one there." Ji Xuan still couldn't change the title of "Master".

"I know, if you find a chance to run away, the battle tonight will be difficult to control."

Ji Xuan was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "Understood!"

The two cut off the message.

Xia Ji felt the speed of geographical separation at this time.

Not fast.

This means that a war is inevitable.

He waved from afar, and the little phoenix, which was still spinning and jumping, immediately stopped dancing, flew across the River of Bone Burial, and landed beside him.

Xia Ji said: "Liu Li, you don't need to participate in the fierce battle later. You help me take one person out. I promised her to save her and I can't break my promise. But if I take care of her, I won't be able to use it."

Liuli was in a slightly excited state, and her light dancing steps never stopped.

Xia Ji said: "The place where I made an appointment with her is at the corner of the Three Fingers Strange Rock. You go there and wait for her. She is the bride tonight."

Liuli recalled that she and Xia Ji had indeed passed through such a place just now, so she nodded.

And it seems to have a natural concept of the bride and knows exactly what it is.

But it doesn't seem to want to go...

Xia Ji smiled and said, "I didn't finish the meal today. I'll treat you to a big dinner another day."

Liuli shook her platinum-sleeved hand to indicate that she didn't mean it, but said, "I'm very strong now."

"But this is not Jie Di's home ground, and your flame cannot be reborn indefinitely."

"let's go together."

"I can't leave. I have to wait for the tearing of the world here to be completely completed. And next, I don't know what level of enemies and variables I will face..."

Xia Ji turned his head and looked at the progress. He probably couldn't complete it without a stick of incense.

"Um, Feng, Xia Ji, then I'll wait for you outside..."

"Liu Li, please stay with the bride first. You can go to the area outside the fire calamity."

"ah… "

Liuli didn't want to leave.

Xia Ji was a little touched in his heart. The former little fire crow was so affectionate and righteous, "It's okay."

Liuli smashed the bird's beak, and then said reluctantly: "Be careful."

Xia Ji smiled.

The figure in the platinum robe flew into the sky again and flew towards the distance.

In this way, Xia Ji felt relieved.

He knew that this was the Wu family's formation, and this was information obtained by Wu Ji after repeated verification.

But he knew that the formation could not be destroyed. As long as he was in the formation and visualized the appropriate "patterns", he could activate the formation.

This kind of mysterious formation has a strong regional character and cannot be moved.

Although Xia Ji killed everyone here, he could not leave and had to guard here before the split was completed.

He watched Liuli leave and calmed down.

He took out the big dark halberd and stuck it at his side.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged on the edge of the island in the River of Bone Burial, and looked into the distance.

The scorching black sun hangs high in the sky, emitting a cold and ominous light...

What is scattered into this world is black light plated with gold.

Xia Ji thought about it, and at this point, while ensuring the power, the most important things are "attack distance", "attack speed", "preemptive awareness" and "level of attention".

He controls the twelve realms of magical powers.

The ancestors have rich heritage.

Who makes the first move is important.

The ancestor of the Wu family was killed instantly after being immobilized simply because he failed to show his trump card.

He has a series of magic weapons such as Three Thousand Worlds, but to a certain extent, this kind of magic weapon is used after the fierce battle gets fierce, not as a first move.

The first mover is always the power of the Twelve Realms.

While I was thinking about it, two red shadows flew from the sky.

Xia Ji resisted the desire to take action and lit the lamp to break the illusion. In an instant, he identified the special characteristics of those two red shadows...

It seems real, but also fake. It has no muscles and veins, and I don’t know what it is.

Xia Ji now has a lot of mysterious skills and a lot of things in storage.

He sat dozens of miles away, waved his sleeves, and many paper figures flew out.

The paper figures were like light cavalry scouts. They took on some evil looks when they saw the wind. They held swords, guns and sticks in their hands and followed the airflow toward the red shadow in the sky.

The paper man is not floating over, but moving in an evil way that keeps flickering.

Paper figures are prone to evil spirits, and ordinary Taoist priests are afraid that they cannot control them, so they need to eliminate these evil spirits. However, eliminating the evil spirits also weakens their power.

Xia Ji is not eliminated at all.

Soon…

Many paper figures and the two red figures met in mid-air.

One of the red figures suddenly clicked, and a blood full of evil smell spread out, and all the evil paper figures it touched began to melt.

This kind of power is completely the power of the eleventh realm. In addition, it also carries that special and supreme demonic energy.

A shrill scream sounded.

In the blink of an eye, all the paper figures are destroyed.

Xia Ji still doesn't use his magical powers.

He felt that the enemy was tempting him to take action.

Maybe, at this level, "cheating the big guys" is also a normal operation

Therefore, he chose not to use his magical powers, but spread out his hands, and mysterious flying knives appeared behind him like a peacock spreading its tail.

Each flying knife shone with a gray and dim light.

It seems to be rusty.

This is the mysterious skill that Xia Ji first comprehended - the God-Slaying Flying Knife.

Now, he has integrated more connotations into this mysterious skill, and he has not known how many qualitative changes it has undergone, and it has become perfect, forming a mysterious skill that is unique and even cannot be rated. At this time, every flying knife is wrapped with Thousands of Dharmas.

It can be said that there are many phases but close to no phase.

The God-Destroying Flying Knife spun around and turned into a knife wheel, spinning quietly and dangerously behind him.

There are more and more flying knives, like a lotus blooming dozens of times, hundreds of flying knives, presenting an extremely shocking visual impact.

With a thought in Xia Ji's mind, he slashed out with two flying knives that had no chance of missing.

The flying knife hit two flying blood shadows.

The terrifying power contained in the knife completed the multi-directional crushing and tearing.

Bang! !

Bang! !

In the sky, two blood shadows exploded into two pools of blood mist.

The blood mist quickly condensed and turned into two drops of blood, which flew back.

Xia Ji's expression changed. He already understood that this level of temptation would most likely involve an ancestor he didn't know.

He clasped his hands together.

The figure retreated sharply.

But in place, an extremely lifelike figure was left behind.

He stretched out his hands and formed an air shield with an isolating effect.

And just when he finished this, an extremely shocking scene appeared in the sky opposite.

Red shadow.

The overwhelming red shadow.

There were probably hundreds of thousands of red shadows, which distorted the light into blood red and flew over.

"It is indeed the ancestor."

Xia Ji didn't know which ancestor he belonged to. He controlled the knife wheel behind his fake body with both hands, but he didn't shoot out.

There are only a few God-Slaying Flying Knives, so it would be a waste if used to deal with such a number of enemies.

He tapped the ground lightly.

Three hundred and sixty thousand dharma images suddenly appeared around his false body in front of him, turning into a cover and flowing around endlessly.

"cut."

Quiet silence.

After a thought, there was a gap in the round mask.

The law transformed into a ten thousand-foot-long sword, slashed forward and waved.

The sky is filled with sword light and bloody shadows.

The blood mist kept exploding, and the sword light kept dimming.

Not long after, the sword light dissipated, and not much of the hundreds of thousands of blood shadows were left. They condensed into many blood droplets in mid-air and shot backwards, but many of them passed through the sword and headed towards the ghost. The island where the house is located continues to pounce.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The flying knife wheel moved at this time.

One after another the God-Slaying Flying Knives passed through the remaining blood shadows, while the remaining fish that slipped through the net were directly bombarded by the large Dark Sky Halberd that rose into the air.

The blood mist dispersed and disappeared quickly.

The two sides have not yet met, and the fight is like a national war, with changes happening in an instant.

far away.

Shenfeng glanced at Su Daji, and suddenly showed a strange expression: "I have heard that this is the power of your Su family's north and south?"

Su Daji sighed: "When he was fighting with the Lu family member and the Supreme Prince, he encountered a bad omen. He should have died."

Kamikaze said: "Is it possible that he is not dead?"

Su Daji said: "You'll know if you go and see. What I'm worried about is not that Feng Nanbei is still alive... but..."

The ancestor of the Su family began to change the topic quietly.

Kamikaze finally realized it and hesitated: "It can't be..."

Su Daji nodded seriously, "I'm worried it's what you think."

Kamikaze said: "The Black Emperor still has this ability?"

Su Daji shook her head: "After all, I only met the Black Emperor once in the last era, so I don't know much about him. What about you?"

Kamikaze said: "I have only seen it once... Could it be said..."

Su Daji nodded slowly and heavily, "It's possible."

Kamikaze said strangely: "Why are you, the descendant of the Su family, able to give birth to two monsters?"

Su Daji said proudly: "I'm good at pinching people."

Kamikaze pondered for a moment and seemed to think it made sense, so he said: "I can only sacrifice the Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower."

Su Daji said: "I have the magic weapon for you to sacrifice, but I have agreed that you go first and I will follow."

Kamikaze said: "Of course."

Both are familiar with each other and don't have much entanglement.

Kamikaze raised his hand.

The mysterious yellow energy of heaven and earth rose densely and condensed into a pagoda. The pagoda was held in the palm of his hand, but it was only one foot in size.

Kamikaze muttered words, threw the exquisite pagoda over his head, then raised his right hand, grabbed another blood-red double-crescent euphorbia, and shot it out.

The blood drops all over the sky turned around and got back into his pores.

When Su Daji saw him, she grabbed a scroll and opened it casually.

The fog suddenly shrouded.

The lifelike ink-colored landscape is displayed in the picture. The sun and moon flow, mountains and rivers, countries and capitals, and the vast scenery seem to be real, making people feel as if they are in it, and they are shocked.

When the fire tribulation first started, she still needed to use it. Now that the fire tribulation has passed nearly forty years, she has become more proficient in controlling the mountains, rivers, and the country map with her thoughts.

With the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Diagram to protect her body, Su Daji took another move and took out a red hydrangea with a radius of more than a foot. The hydrangea was decorated with dangling beads, gold strands of precious jade, and was surrounded by bells, emitting seven colors of light.

He moved his long legs and sat on the red hydrangea, following the divine wind from a distance.

The moment Kamikaze saw Xia Ji, he recognized the Black Emperor.

At the same time, he only felt that the vast power of heaven was suppressing him from all directions, locking his body from all directions, making him unable to move.

But he is not afraid, holding the Linglong Tower on his head. Even if the power of the Linglong Tower has not been fully exerted, it is still a top-notch defensive magic weapon.

This tower was the most powerful in ancient times. Relying on this exquisite tower, it was able to charge back and forth from all powerful attacks without being damaged at all.

Su Daji immediately stopped when she saw him being frozen, and exclaimed from a distance: "Xia Ji, you... why are you in the twelve realms!!"

Xia Ji heard a familiar voice, looked up and saw a familiar person, raised his eyebrows, and said in a hateful voice: "The Su family and I are inseparable, Su Daji, if you hurt me once, I will definitely avenge you!!"

He was talking about the fake fight between Su Daji and him decades ago.

Su Daji, an experienced dramatist, has long stopped acting exaggeratedly. Instead, he smiled and said, "Xia Ji, you killed the saint in the world? And you also got his power?"

The exquisite tower above the Kamikaze kept flashing, bearing the oppression of the power of heaven and earth.

And the blood-red double-crescent euphorbia in the distance did not attack immediately, and he was obviously listening with curiosity.

This is Su Daji's normal intelligence tactic to suppress.

Unless Xia Ji really doesn't care at all, he will definitely answer. As long as he answers, he can continue the conversation and get more information.

Xia Ji said: "You killed Feng Nanbei, and his power was given to me by him before he died."

He silently praised the veteran actor from the bottom of his heart.

Conversation is the best way to delay time.

What he wants is to drag out until one-third of the Wu family is divided.

"Gift it to you?" Su Daji chuckled, "You killed the saints in the world, are you still making excuses?"

Xia Ji felt that the ancestor of the Su family was extremely disgusting... He was so sharp-tongued.

"He was forced into a desperate situation by you, and his life was at the end. Before he died, he entrusted me with his unfinished business. Is there any problem?"

"ridiculous!"

The kamikaze on the side finally understood, and he sighed secretly in his heart. Although the black emperor now has no magic weapon, he is already on the same level as the old guys like himself who survived in ancient times, and he should even be ranked quite high. .

at this time…

Xia Ji shouted: "If you have the ability, come forward."

Su Daji replied from afar: "I won't step forward."

Enough words.

It's a confrontation.

Su Daji was not polite in taking action. She grabbed the red hydrangea under her seat and pushed it forward.

With this push, Hong Xiangqiu directly traveled through space and appeared in front of the real Xia Ji.

With a clanging sound, the hydrangea wrapped around the seven-color dragon came crashing down.

Xia Ji knew the power of this magic weapon. He was hit once decades ago. It was so painful that his soul was torn apart and he couldn't bear to die. Now that decades have passed, the power of the red hydrangea that Su Daji can exert has long been stronger. .

Xia Ji knew that the ancestor of the Su family could not fake a fight in this match, otherwise the affair between the two would most likely be exposed.

In this moment of confrontation, he locked the kamikaze, but was hit in the face by a red hydrangea.

You can only retreat quickly.

With this retreat, the magical control of the kamikaze is weakened.

The ancestor of the Shen family turned into plasma and escaped from the package. His body suddenly expanded extremely and turned into a huge body that was a hundred feet high. The double-crescent euphorbia also lengthened and became more than two hundred feet tall. The terrifying giant halberd.

During the violent swing, the giant halberd fell down with blood.

In the process of retreating, Xia Ji gave birth to eighteen hands.

Sixteen rays of three thousand worlds rotated toward the sky, toward the earth, and into the distance.

The remaining left hand struck the void, and 360,000 dharma images appeared again. The other right hand pointed at the divine wind.

The oppression of heaven and earth made the huge dharma body extremely sticky, and the attack was quickly weakened, but the Linglong Tower resisted the attack of the power of heaven and earth.

The next moment.

Three Thousand Worlds faced the Red Hydrangea, and the two collided. The entire River of Bone Burial Ground exploded, and the island in the middle of the river in the secluded house was also blown away.

Xia Ji flew up with the island, stretched out his raised left hand, and faced the bloody halberd that was brutally slashed.

This halberd, named Yuantu Abi, kills people without any trace of cause and effect.

Xia Ji's black hair danced wildly, but his fingers had already clamped the tip of the halberd, preventing it from moving forward even an inch.

Give it a flick.

The kamikaze halberd flew out upside down and was fixed in the air. Looking closely, it was found that the Baizhang was not a dharma body, but a strange blood mist state.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Ji pressed the earth with his left hand,

The blown-up island in the center of the river was immediately pushed back to its original position.

Instant confrontation.

The moment has passed.