Long Live The Emperor!: Ancestor of God’s Family

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

"Understood, you find a chance to run, tonight's battle is hard to control."

Ji Xuan was stunned and hurriedly replied: "Understood!"

The two cut off the message.

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

Not fast.

This means that war is inevitable.

He beckoned from a distance, and the little phoenix who was still spinning and jumping suddenly stopped dancing, flew over the river of buried bones and landed beside him.

Xia Ji said: "Liu Li, you don't have to participate in the later fierce battle. You help me escape with someone. I promised her to save her, so I can't break my trust. But if I go to take care of her, I won't be able to use it. "

Liu Li was in a state of a little excitement, and her light dance steps still didn't stop.

Xia Jidao: "The place I made an appointment with is the corner of the Three Fingers Strange Rock, you go there and wait for her. She is the bride tonight."

Liu Li recalled that she and Xia Ji had indeed passed by such a place just now, so she nodded.

While it seems to have a natural conception of the bride, it is clear what it is.

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

Xia Ji smiled and said, "I didn't make it today. I'll invite you to a big meal another day."

Liu Li shook the hands of the platinum sleeves, indicating that she did not mean this, but said: "I am also very strong now."

"But this is not the home of the robbery. Your flames cannot be infinitely reborn."

"Let's go together."

"I can't leave, I have to wait for the world to be ripped apart completely. Next, I don't know what level of enemies and variables I will face..."

Xia Ji looked sideways at the progress. It was estimated that it would be impossible to complete without a stick of incense.

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

"Liu Li, stay with the bride first, you can go to the area outside the fire robbery."

"Ah..."

Liu Li doesn't really want to leave.

Xia Ji was a little moved, the former little fire crow was so affectionate and righteous, "It's all right."

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

Xia Ji smiled.

The figure in the platinum robe shot up again and swept away into the distance.

In this way, Xia Ji was relieved.

He knew that this was the Wu family's great formation, which was the information Wu Ji had repeatedly verified.

But he knows that the big formation cannot be destroyed. As long as he is in the formation and visualizes the appropriate "pattern", the formation can be activated.

This profound formation has a strong regional character and cannot be moved.

Although Xia Ji killed all the existences here, he couldn't leave, and he had to guard here until the split was completed.

He looked at the figure of Liuli leaving, but instead calmed down.

Take out the big dark halberd and insert it at the side.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged on the river of buried bones, on the edge of the island of the secluded house, and looked into the distance.

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

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

Xia Ji thought for a while. At this level, under the condition of ensuring the power, the most important things can be said to be "attack distance", "attack speed", "first move awareness", and "level of attention".

I control the twelve realm supernatural powers.

The ancestors have a rich heritage.

Who shoots first is important.

The ancestor of the Wu family was killed by himself because he failed to show his trump card.

He has a series of magical tools such as the Three Thousand Worlds, but to a certain extent, this magical tool is used as a fierce battle and is not used first.

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 urge to take action, burning the lamp to destroy the falsehood, and instantly he discerned the particularity of the two red shadows...

It seems real, and it seems fake, without the bones and veins, I don't know what it is.

Xia Ji now has a lot of profound arts and a lot of things in storage.

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

Paper figurines are like scouts with light cavalry. They look evil when they see the wind, holding swords, guns and clubs, and following the air currents, they greet the red shadow in the sky.

The paper figurines do not float past, but move in a flickering and wicked way.

Paper figurines are prone to provoke evil spirits. Ordinary Taoist priests are afraid that they will not be able to restrain them, so they need to eliminate such evil spirits, but eliminating evil spirits also weakens their power.

Xia Ji is not eliminated at all.

Soon...

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

One of the red shadows slammed a little, and a **** color full of the smell of demons spread out, but all the evil paper figurines it touched began to melt.

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

A shrill scream rang out.

In the blink of an eye, the paper figurines are all gone.

Xia Ji still doesn't need supernatural powers.

He senses that the enemy is seducing him.

Perhaps, at this level, "deceiving the big" is also a normal operation?

So, he didn't use supernatural powers, but spread his hands, and behind him, like a peacock, a mysterious flying knife appeared.

Each throwing knife shone with a gray and dim light.

As if rusted.

This is the mysterious skill that Xia Ji first learned - the God-killing Flying Knife.

Nowadays, this mysterious skill has been integrated into more connotations by him, and he has long since achieved a lot of qualitative changes, and it has tended to be perfect, forming a mysterious skill that is unique to him and cannot even be judged on the quality. Packed with tens of thousands of dharma images.

It can be said that there are many similarities and no similarities.

The Zan Shen Flying Knife spun and turned into a knife wheel, spinning quietly and dangerously behind him.

There are more and more flying knives, like a lotus flower blooming more than ten times, I don't know hundreds of flying knives, showing an extremely shocking visual impact.

As soon as Xia Ji thought about it, two flying knives that could never fail were slashed out.

The flying knife slashed two flying blood shadows.

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

Boom! !

Boom! !

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

And the blood mist quickly condensed, turned into two drops of blood, and flew back.

Xia Ji's expression changed, he already understood that this level of temptation, in all likelihood, came to an ancestor who he did not know.

He clasped his hands together.

The figure retreats sharply.

But in the same place, an extremely realistic figure was left.

He stretched out his hands, forming an air shroud with an insulating effect.

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

Red Shadow.

Overwhelming red shadows.

I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of red shadows, so that the light is twisted into blood red and flew over.

"Sure enough, it's my 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 it.

The number of Zan Shen flying knives is not large, and it would be a waste to use them against such a large number of enemies.

He tapped the ground lightly.

360,000 dharma images were born around the fake body in front of him, and turned into a hood, which circulated endlessly.

"Cut."

Peaceful contemplation.

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

The sword of dharma-like transformation is cut forward and swung forward.

The sky is full of knife light, blood shadows all over the sky.

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

Soon, the light of the sword dissipated, and there were not many of the hundreds of thousands of blood shadows left. They condensed into many blood droplets in mid-air and shot back, but many of them passed through the sword. , and continued to rush towards the island where the secluded house was located.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The flying knife wheel is now moving.

One after another, the Zangshen flying knives passed through the remaining blood shadows, and the other fish that slipped through the net were directly smashed by the big dark halberd rising from the sky.

The blood mist dissipated and quickly disappeared.

The two sides haven't met yet, and the fight is like a national war, changing in an instant.

...

Distance.

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

Su Daji sighed: "When he fought against the Lu family and the Taishang, he encountered a bad omen, and he should have died."

Kamikaze said: "Could he not die?"

Su Daji said: "You won't know if you go and have a look. What I worry about is not that Feng Nan Bei is still alive... but..."

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

Kamikaze really realized that, hesitatingly said: "It won't be..."

Su Daji nodded solemnly, "I'm afraid it's what you think."

Kamikaze: "The Dark Emperor still has this ability?"

Su Daji shook her head: "After all, in the last era, I only saw the Black Emperor once, and I don't know much about it, how about you?"

Kamikaze said: "I've only seen it once... don't tell me..."

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

Kamikaze said strangely: "Why can you give birth to two monsters from the descendants of your Su family?"

Su Da said to herself: "I'm good at pinch people."

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

Su Daji said: "You sacrifice yourself, I have magic weapons myself, but I've agreed, you go first, I'll be behind."

Kamikaze: "Of course."

Both are familiar with each other and don't get too entangled.

Kamikaze raised his hand.

Xuanqi's heaven and earth's mysterious yellow aura rose up and condensed into a pagoda. The pagoda was held by him in the palm of his hand, but it was only one foot in size.

Kamikaze said something, and threw the exquisite pagoda to the top of his head, then he raised his right hand, grabbed a blood-red double crescent halberd, and shot it directly.

The blood beads in the sky turned back, and all of them drilled back into his pores.

When Su Da saw him on her way, she directly grabbed a scroll and pulled it away.

Mist suddenly swirled.

And the vivid ink-colored landscape is shown in the picture, the sun and the moon are flowing, the mountains and rivers, the capital of the country, the magnificent scenery is like a real existence, making people feel as if they are in it, and they are shocked.

At the beginning of the fire robbery, she still needed to pull it off to use it. Now that it has been nearly forty years since the fire robbery, she has become more skilled in manipulating the mountains, rivers, and the world with her mind.

With Shanhe Shejitu protecting the body, Su Daji made another move, and took out a red hydrangea with a radius of more than a foot. On the hydrangea, there were dangling beads, golden threads of precious jade, and bells around the ring, exuding seven colors of light.

When his long legs moved, he sat on the red hydrangea and followed the kamikaze far away.

The moment the kamikaze saw Xia Ji, he recognized the black emperor.

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

But he is not afraid, with the Linglong Pagoda on his head, even if the power of the Linglong Pagoda has not yet exerted its power, it is always a top defensive magic weapon. Even in ancient times, he could hold this Linglong Pagoda in various places. Fang Daneng rushed back and forth in his attack.

Su Daji stopped immediately when he saw that he was immobilized, and exclaimed from a distance: "Xia Ji, you...why are you in the Twelve Realms!!"

Xia Ji heard a familiar voice, looked up to see a familiar person, raised his eyebrows, and said bitterly: "I and the Su family are not inseparable, Su Daji, if you hurt me once, I will avenge this revenge!!"

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

Su Daji, an old actor, has long stopped performing exaggerated dramas, but smiled: "Xia Ji, you killed the saints in the world? And you got his power?"

The Linglong Pagoda above the kamikaze kept flashing, under the oppression of the power of heaven and earth.

And the blood-red double crescent halberd in the distance from him did not attack immediately, and he was obviously listening curiously.

This is Su Daji's normal IQ suppression technique.

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

Xia Jidao: "You killed Feng Nan Bei, and his power was given to me before he died."

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

Conversations are the most protracted.

What he wants is to drag one-third of the Wu family apart.

"Giving it to you?" Su Daji giggled, "You killed the saints in the world, why are you still arguing?"

Xia Ji felt that the ancestor of the Su family was extremely disgusting... This is a eloquent one.

"He was driven to a corner by you, and his life was at the end. Before he died, he entrusted me with uncontested matters. Is there any problem?"

"Ridiculous!"

The kamikaze on the side understood, and he sighed secretly in his heart. Although this black emperor has no magic weapon, he has truly been on the same level as himself, the old guys who survived the ancient times, and he should even be ranked. quite forward.

At this point...

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

Su Daji replied from a distance: "I won't come forward."

End of words.

It's a confrontation.

Su Daji's shot was also rude, grabbing the red hydrangea under the seat and pushing it forward.

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

With the tinkling sound, the hydrangea wrapped around the seven-colored dragon slammed.

Xia Ji knew the power of this magic weapon. He was smashed once a few decades ago. It was an unbearable pain to tear his soul apart. Now, after several decades, the power of the red hydrangea that Su Daji can exert has long been become stronger.

Xia Ji knew that the ancestor of the Su family couldn't fake this fight, otherwise the matter between the two would most likely be exposed.

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

Can only retreat quickly.

With this retreat, the divine power control over the kamikaze is weakened.

The body of the ancestor of the gods turned into blood plasma and escaped from the package. His body suddenly swelled extremely and turned into a huge Dharma body a hundred feet high. The double crescent halberd unexpectedly became longer and turned into two The terrifying giant halberd of more than 100 feet.

Between the violent swings, the halberd fell with blood.

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

Sixteen paths and three thousand worlds swirl toward the sky, toward the ground, and toward the distance.

The remaining left hand tapped the void, and the 360,000 dharma images were displayed again, and the other right hand was a kamikaze.

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

Next moment.

Three thousand worlds faced the red hydrangea~IndoMTL.com~ with two collisions, and the whole river of buried bones was blown up, and the island of the secluded house was also blown away.

Xia Ji flew up with the island, and stretched out his left hand, facing the blood-colored halberd that was brutally slashed.

This halberd, named Yuantu Abi, kills without karma.

Xia Ji's black hair danced wildly, but his fingers had already caught the tip of the halberd, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Flick.

The kamikaze flew upside down with the halberd, and was frozen in mid-air. Upon closer inspection, the Baizhang was not a dharmakaya, but a strange blood fog state.

Next, Xia Ji pressed the ground with his left hand,

The blown up river island was immediately pushed back to its original place.

Instant confrontation.

The moment has passed.