Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 282 2. Mountains and rivers are changeable, I am the same (second more)

There is no wind here, but the dense gas cloud is bound by some kind of force, lingering high in the sky, presenting crimson waves, just like prominence, if viewed from the deep universe, it is bound to be extremely beautiful and dangerous.

The earth is extremely hard, and there is unimaginable pressure. During Xia Ji's walking, she only feels that her gravitational force is hundreds of times stronger, and her hands and feet are walking like a mountain.

Xia Ji raised his head, and the target was convective flames. The light and dark spots were a lot of dark flames that were thrown into the sky, and flame bridges were built on the ground from time to time.

He was almost certain that if the Black Emperor had not given him super fire resistance, and this world had given him the power to enter, he would have magical powers, and the moment he set foot on this world, he would have been wiped out.

Also, there is obviously no air here.

"Is this the place where the fire calamity originated? The flames here are many times stronger than the fire robbery. Sure enough, the fire robbery that descends on the world is only a projection, or is it a very small leak?"

He sat on the ground.

Looking up, unable to see the stars.

And the invisible world.

"How to go back?"

he asks.

But no one answered.

He also has no answer.

Liuli was gone.

He has only one person, on this land full of dense ridges, ravines, basins, and craters.

He began various strength tests.

The body of the black emperor can no longer be used, but the other powers are still there, as are the storage space.

He grabbed a world-famous knife at random. The famous knife didn't even exist for a thousandth of a second. It melted as soon as it was taken out, and then it was smashed to the ground by the extreme gravity, and it was crushed into a piece of the ground. "soil".

Naturally, Xia Ji didn't dare to take the Great Dark Sky Halberd, and it was estimated that the divine soldiers were not much better.

After walking two steps, he suddenly remembered the black knife that the ancestor of the Wu family had lost.

Su Tian said that the black sword was a definitive warrior, a sword of the Mingjian. Before this sword had the spiritual mark of the ancestor of the Wu family, he had never taken it out and used it, but now he can take it out.

Xia Ji drew out the black knife. The knife was long and slightly arced. It was a pity that it was dusty and it didn't have the slightest luster. It was like a ordinary knife, but this "Fan knife" showed no signs of melting.

He grabbed the knife for a while, only to feel that some mark on the knife was being washed away under the high pressure and extremely hot temperature here. Gradually, the gray color disappeared, and the blade exuded a strange and cold terror. The breath is like a soul that can blast all lives wantonly.

Staring at this knife,

I can see the huge grinding disc of the six reincarnations, constantly grinding the souls who want to reincarnate,

I can see the quiet yellow spring flowing through the endless and fragmented world,

The tip of the knife is inserted into the eighteenth floor of the ten halls,

The handle of the knife floats on the six palaces.

The Knife of the World, anchors the dimension.

The illusion flashed past, and Xia Ji tentatively tapped his spirit into it. He only felt that it was smooth, and a feeling that the sword was connected to his blood and soul spontaneously emerged.

"From then on, you will call Mingdidao."

Xia Ji added a word to show that he changed to a new master.

The light of the knife brightened, it was considered a reaction, and then a timid childish voice sounded in Xia Ji's mind.

The voice was soft, with a sense of fearful cuteness.

"Ah, I'm grass~~ Why did I change the master?"

However, Xia Ji realized that it was a sword spirit. He hadn't spoken yet, and the childlike voice rang again, "But my memory is very short. I have forgotten him a long time ago. Don't worry about the new master."

Xia Ji:

"The name my master gave me is okay. From now on, the master will call me Xiaoming, which is much better than the previous master's calling me Xiaodi."

Xia Ji:

Xiao Ming said: "Then, let's get to the point, Master, who are we going to kill today?"

Xia Ji said in consciousness: "Can you see the surroundings?"

Xiao Ming said: "Ah, my grass~~ Where is this?"

Immediately, Dao Ling fell into confusion. It realized that there would be no people in this place, and it would be difficult to estimate the existence of life.

Xiao Ming suddenly started crying and grabbing the ground, as if being bullied and crying aggrieved: "Ah, how can I live when I can't kill others."

Xia Ji ignored it, and after confirming that the knife could be used, he stuck it around his waist casually.

He took out Ding Haizhu again, but unexpectedly, Lu Chan's Ding Haizhu couldn't melt his spiritual imprint.

He thought about it for a moment and then he understood the answer.

The Hades belonged to the ancestors of the Wu family. The death of the ancestors of the Wu family had weakened the spiritual imprint of this sword a lot. Coupled with the extremely high temperature at the source of the fire disaster, dual reasons led to the change of masters of these definitive soldiers. As Lu Chan was not dead, Ding Haizhu naturally could not change the master.

As he was thinking about it, he had already bypassed a mountain and saw two figures appearing behind the mountain.

The figure gradually became clear, like a fire demon, crawling on the ground, with extremely dense lava flowing all over her body, and flames convection and jumping between the bodies. This body was as high as three feet tall, and it seemed to be much stronger than the human fire demon.

The fire demon is full of red flames, with only a dark dark area on his chest.

Xia Ji looked at the dark area and suddenly felt hungry.

In his mind, Xiao Ming yelled: "At any rate it's an active one, cut it, cut it."

Xia Ji ignored it. At this moment, his inner conflict was that he slowed down and tried to communicate with the two fire monsters.

But the two fire demon seemed unable to communicate. They were driven by instinct and rushed towards Xia Ji.

They ran on the ground, making a muffled sound of heavy metal and metal collision, forming a sprint shadow between the high-intensity radiation and convection.

Xia Ji yelled a few times in the language used to communicate with Mirage, but still did not respond.

The fire demon arrived, and the palm of the magma grabbed him from top to bottom.

He raised his hand to block.

A huge force was transmitted to his body at this time.

He suddenly flew to the side.

"This is the strength of the eleven realms, but it is much stronger" Xia Ji assessed. He was not surprised. Realm means the attack form you can use and means that the new attack form is stronger than the past.

Just like an elephant's random foot, ants will not be able to compare with their best efforts.

However, what if there are too many ants?

Ants can swallow elephants.

Birds can slay dragons.

Snakes also swallow whales.

And the ordinary blow of this fire demon is the extremely terrifying power at the level of the law body, just like a Confucian general leading thousands of eleventh-level soldiers in a condensed blow.

This should just be an ordinary fire demon, right?

If the fire demon in the world had this level, the world would have been wiped out.

He was in the air, pulled by strong gravity, and fell dozens of times faster than the human world, but the other fire demon reacted extremely fast, and he jumped from the ground in an instant, and the lava claws were grabbing at him. Come.

But Xia Ji took a sharp breath, the flames scattered, the light spot oscillated, and a terrifying dragon claw protruded from it, facing the giant claw downward.

Bang.

In the dull sound.

The lava giant claws collapsed, and the terrifying dragon claws continued to fall. The supernatural power, the power of the law body, and the power of 436 elephants contained on it directly crushed the fire demon.

The other fire demon continued to rush without fear. Xia Ji waved his right hand, and the Yin-Yang millstone was born in this world of endless flame convection. Yin-Yang removed the fire demon's attack and before it made the next move. , A long black knife had been inserted into its chest, and the dark shadow area was cut out.

Bang.

The shadow area fell to the ground, revealing a black flame like a heart.

As soon as this area disappeared, the fire demon seemed to have lost its strength, and began to fall softly to the ground, then was pressed by high pressure, slowly turning into a layer of slightly wrinkled dust on the ground.

Xia Ji leaned over and grabbed the shadowy flame, and a strong sense of hunger was emerging. He didn't eat it immediately, but put it in his arm, thinking about waiting for Liuli to ask about the situation.

He walked aimlessly in this world.

Killed more and more fire demon.

The fire demon also began to kill each other, devouring each other, just as they did in the world.

Time becomes meaningless here.

Because there is no desire for ordinary people to eat, there is no day and night, or even the slightest time for reference.

However, Xia Ji was still counting the time silently in his mind to remind himself how many years had passed.

When he saw Liuli again, it was more than a hundred years later.

And he had already started to devour that flame heart, because it would make him stronger and allow him to survive.

The coldest knife,

The hottest in the world.

His body wasn't human anymore, he didn't know what it looked like, it should be no different from those fire monsters.

The difference is that he is holding a black knife, and the black knife ruyi changes with his mind.

It is that he can use dynastic phenomena, supernatural powers, condense yin and yang, fly knives, and 72 changes.

He can still remember the appearance of his dead wife who had been with him for nearly five hundred years.

He is still counting the time. He has counted for more than a hundred years and has counted nearly four billion numbers. He will continue to count, as if he is still alive in the world with spring, summer, autumn and winter.

There are no seasons here, only flames.

There is no rest, only killing.

There is no fatigue, only strength.

After Liuli merged with him, they acted together, which made him feel like a partner again.

Liuli only brought two pieces of information,

First, in the past, the fire demon would not kill and swallow each other, but now it seems crazy.

Second, the nine bad omens that exist in the human world are nothing but projections. The real nine bad omens still exist in this world, but the strange thing is that the nine bad omens seem to be lifeless, but But it is not something that ordinary fire demon can approach.

The nine bad omens are: Black Emperor, Mirage, Zhu Rong, Fire King, Madame Gou Yi, White Phoenix, Huo Gu, Inverse Entropy Lord, Mourners.

Xia Ji had no choice, maybe he never had it.

The only thing he can do is to become stronger and stronger during the killing at this time. He can't see the powerful upper limit, and can't forget the humiliation when one finger was imprisoned. .

Human, even if you struggle, you can't change anything, even if you try your best, you can only turn into a nightmare-like monster, even if you are a stranger walking in another world, you can still remember your original intention.

He still remembered his dead wife,

He was still counting the time,

He also longed to return,

He will never get lost.

The anger in his heart has been suppressed for an unknown number of years, and the silence has become ice, driving his arm to swing the knife.

It is ridiculous, or it seems to be futile, and it will not stop for a moment.

Fingertips are prisoners, ten directions are prisons, and the fire in one world is in my heart.

The incarnation of the fire nightmare, the sword of the underworld, supports the heavenly palace and sets down the dimension.

He was walking,

Keep walking,

He brandished a knife,

Waving constantly.

With this wave, there are ten Jiazi.

In six hundred years, only 18.9 billion and 21.6 million numbers have been counted.

Mountains are fragile, rivers are easy to dry, mountains and rivers are changeable, I am unchanged.鈥斺�

PS: 2 changes on Saturday and Sunday, and 3 changes 12000 words+

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