Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 418 14. This is my real strength (first more)

Compared with the sharp and death-thirsty spirit treasure of the Underworld Blade, the effect of the Great Dark Sky Halberd is somewhat different.

It is more prone to group attacks, weather changes, and people's vision is unclear. This is a typical spiritual treasure that can transform one person into one army.

Xiao Su stuck out his tongue, only feeling that the brother holding the black halberd was particularly powerful.

More than three months ago, my elder brother was only reading Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, and could not be imprisoned. After three months, not only did he become stronger, but his elder brother had already stepped into the level of a monster.

too fast.

Xia Ji's heart moved, and the surrounding darkness all returned to the halberd.

Blue falling snow.

One after another, like salt crumbs covered with black hair.

Xia Xiaosu obediently followed Xia Ji towards the Golden Luang Temple.

In front of the hall, Xia Qi was sitting cross-legged with white hair and bloodshot eyes.

Behind him is a cold temperament emperor, the emperor's eyes are flowing with the mysterious brilliance of frosted crystal, looking at another pair of brothers and sisters who are coming.

Xia Ji said gently: "Qingxuan, it's been a long time since I saw you."

This emperor was the eighth emperor, Xia Qingxuan. She was the "planner" who chased Xia Ji in the early days of her previous life. Later, she was an ally of Xia Ji. She was later accepted into the Five-Color God Order, and she was in the Fourteenth Realm Resurrected.

Xia Qingxuan nodded to him and said softly: "Brother Emperor, please be merciful."

When she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and moved away slowly

After thinking about it, she waved to Xiao Su again, with an apologetic smile on her face.

Xiao Su was stunned, what's wrong?

She looked at Xia Ji.

Xia Ji nodded to her and said, "You and her stand aside first."

Xiao Su ran to Xia Qingxuan, and the two retreated to the white marble broken column in front of the hall.

Two or three inches of snow had long been thickly piled on the white marble pillars.

The two of them didn't know what to say, Xia Qingxuan looked at the emperor sister, smiled, and nodded carefully.

Xiao Su also smiled, and suddenly took her arm.

Xia Qingxuan trembled, but did not break free, but moved closer to Xia Xiaosu, and then looked at the battle in the distance together.

far away

Xia Qi uttered a hoarse voice: "Qing Xuanzhe has lived for ten years. I saw your anger.

She just watched it from a distance, and she couldn’t see it anymore.

But I also saw you shining purple in all directions, golden light soaring into the sky, ten thousand dragons dancing wildly, and the stars are colorful. This is not the aspect of the emperor, nor the aspect of the saint, but the aspect of the sky.

You can't be Xia Ji, who are you? "

"I am Xia Ji."

Still a firm, gentle, and convincing voice.

"It's just that I am Xia Ji returning from the end of the world."

Xia Qi couldn't understand.

But he was still curious.

So he asked: "What is it like at the end of the world?"

Xia Jidao: "It's destruction, it's no more vitality. So this time I come back to fight with one person. As long as I win him, maybe we can usher in a new opportunity."

What he said is simple, but he alone knows what happened.

Xia Qi said: "Where is the family?"

Xia Jidao: "All sentient beings are chess pieces, not to the Nine Heavens, so are the families."

Xia Qi's eyes widened, looking at the young man in front of him. At this moment, the Seventh Emperor's brother in his memory had completely subverted his image.

Xia Ji said directly: "Come on, you can do it."

Xia Qi looked at him, and no longer hesitated.

Suddenly, there was a soft burst.

His gray hair suddenly rose without wind, and the Xuanyuan Dragon Sword he held in his hand slowly came out of its sheath. His sharp pupils, who had gone through many things and became vicissitudes of life, stared at the emperor he once regarded as incompetent. younger brother.

Keng!

The golden long sword was one inch out of its sheath, and the wave-like aura immediately spread around him, rolling the dust and ruins around him dancing wildly.

"I'm going to shoot."

Xia Qi's dull voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, the Xuanyuan Dragon Sword in his hand was cut out from a distance, [Peerless Sword Dao] sent out as he pleased, and suddenly cut out a golden arc flashing thunder and lightning.

But after Xia Qi cut out this arc, the whole person slammed on the ground quickly and flew out.

"Good to come."

Xia Jiji laughed, grabbing the black halberd and directly greeted him.

With a wave of both hands, the golden arc light was smashed by the slap, and the golden shavings dissipated in the air, dots.

Immediately afterwards, he and Xia Qi confronted each other again, with Jianguang and Jiying, the two actually fought back and forth.

After a while, Xia Qi stopped suddenly and said, "If you don't fight, I will give up."

Xia Ji nodded slightly.

In this so-called duel, he didn't use much power at all.

In the previous life, he directly destroyed the heart of Xia Qi, who could only conspire, but in this life, he would not do that.

In the distance, Xia Qingxuan also breathed a sigh of relief. Before, she was really afraid of her brother being killed in a duel.

Seeing that everything was fine at this time, she hurried over.

Xia Qi raised his hand to prevent her from coming, and then looked at Xia Ji, "Can you let me see your true strength? It doesn't take much strength for you to fight with me."

"The real power?"

Xia Ji thought for a while, then he bent down, gently squeezed his hands in the ruins, and squeezed out a squeeze of loess.

At this time, no matter Xia Qi, Xia Qingxuan or Xiao Su looked at him curiously.

What is this soil used for?

Xia Ji stroked the dirt with his fingers, picking out a small grass root from it.

He closed his eyes, a bit of mysterious power appeared in his hands

This mysterious power gave birth to a milky white brilliance, shrouded in the grass roots.

The other three only saw that the grass roots, which had been clearly withered, were full again and turned into radiant and green, entrusted to the palm of the young man.

Xia Jidao: "This is my true strength."

Xia Qi was stunned, then couldn't help but laugh.

After laughing, he sighed again.

"I took it."

at this time.

In a mysterious space.

Nine figures are standing in front of a huge shadow.

This space would have seen the Kuroshio swimming "outside", but at this time it was empty with nothing.

Therefore, this huge shadow is useless.

If someone lifts the cloth on the shadows, one can find that this is actually a giant ship—a ship of flesh and blood.

The function of this boat is to absorb the flesh and blood of part of the mortal dead, and then at the end of each catastrophe, to resist the black tide that destroys the extraordinary world.

This Doomsday Flesh Ship can only carry a maximum of nine people, so each catastrophe or vain catastrophe can only live up to nine people.

This is also the beginning, why the great ancestors felt frantically that it doesn't matter if more people die, because only when people die can this doomsday boat of flesh become stronger.

Because it seems to them that people don't die here, they will die in the subsequent killings.

In the final analysis, who is wrong?

Wrong in this boat is the only way to survive.

It's wrong to set up this boat and set up this world.

The fault is not in people, but in heaven.

at this time

The nine people are discussing the issue of division of camps.

(End of this chapter)