Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 2: Mountains and rivers change, I don’t change
There is no wind here, but the dense gas cloud is bound by some force, lingering high in the sky, showing crimson waves, like a prominence, if viewed from the deep universe, it must be extremely beautiful and dangerous.
The earth is extremely hard and has unimaginable pressure. When Xia Ji walked, he only felt that the gravitational force was hundreds of times stronger.
Xia Ji raised his head, the target was the convective flames, the bright and dark spots of light were many dark flames thrown into the sky, and flame bridges would be built from time to time on the ground.
He is almost certain that if it wasn't for the Dark Emperor who gave him super resistance to flames and the power to enter in this world, he would have all kinds of supernatural powers, and the moment he set foot on this world, he would also Ashes.
And, apparently, there is no air here.
"Is this the birthplace of the Fire Tribulation? The flames here are many times stronger than the Fire Tribulation. Sure enough... the Fire Tribulation that descends on the world is just a projection, or a very small leak? "
He sits on the ground.
Looking up can't see the stars.
And the unseen world.
“How do I get back?”
he asked.
But no one answered.
He doesn't have an answer either.
Liu Li is also gone.
He is only one person, on a land full of dense ridges, ravines, basins, and craters.
He begins performing various strength tests.
The body of the Dark Emperor is unusable, but the other powers are still there, and the storage space is also there.
He grabbed a famous sword in the world at will. The famous sword didn't even exist for a thousandth of a second. It melted immediately after being taken out. A patch of "dirt" on the ground.
Naturally, Xia Ji didn't dare to take the Great Dark Sky Halberd, and it was estimated that the magic weapon would not be much better.
He took two steps and suddenly remembered the black knife that the ancestor of the Wu family had lost.
Su Tian said that the black knife was a divine weapon of delimitation, an earth knife in the underworld. Before, because of the spiritual imprint 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 pulled out the black knife. The knife was long and slightly curved. Unfortunately, it was gray and lacked the slightest luster. It was like an ordinary knife, but this "fan knife" showed no signs of melting.
He grabbed the knife for a while, only to feel that under the extremely high temperature here, some kind of mark on the knife was being washed away. Gradually, the gray color disappeared, and the blade exuded a strange And the cold and terrifying breath seems to be the soul that can arbitrarily explode all life.
Watching the knife,
The huge grinding wheel that can see the six reincarnations is constantly grinding the soul that wants to be reincarnated,
I can see the quiet yellow spring flowing through the endless fragmented world,
The tip of the knife is inserted into the eighteenth floor of the Ten Hall,
The six palaces are floating on the handle of the knife.
The sword of one world, anchors the land dimension.
The illusion flashed by, Xia Ji tentatively penetrated his spirit into it, he only felt that it was very smooth, and a feeling that this knife was connected with his blood, spirit and soul came out spontaneously.
"From now on, you can call it the Underworld Sword."
Xia Ji added a word to indicate a new owner.
The knife shone brightly, it was a reaction, and then a timid child's voice sounded in Xia Ji's mind.
The voice is soft, and has a cute feeling of being afraid of life.
"Ah, I am grass~~Why did I change the owner?"
However, Xia Ji realized that this was the sword spirit. Before he could speak, the child's voice sounded again, "But my memory is very short, so I forgot him a long time ago. Don't worry, the new owner." /
Xia Ji:...
"The name that the master gave me is okay, then the master will call me Xiaoming from now on. It's much nicer than the previous master's name 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 around?"
Xiao Ming said: "Ah, my grass~~ Where is this?"
Immediately, Dao Ling fell into confusion. It realized that there would be no human beings in such a place, and it would be difficult to estimate the existence of life.
Xiao Ming suddenly burst into tears, as if being bullied and crying in grievance: "Ah, I'm so...how can I live when I can't kill others."
Xia Ji ignored it, and after confirming that the knife could be used, he casually inserted it into his waist.
He took out the Dinghaizhu again, but unexpectedly, Lu Chan's Dinghaizhu could not melt the spiritual imprint.
He thought for a moment, and then he understood the answer.
The Underworld Sabre belongs to the ancestors of the Wu family. The death of the ancestors of the Wu family has weakened the spiritual imprint of this sword a lot. Coupled with the ultra-high temperature at the source of the fire, two reasons have led to the replacement of these delimiting weapons. Owner. And Lu Chan was not dead, so Ding Haizhu naturally couldn't change the owner.
While he was thinking about it, he had already bypassed a hill and saw two figures appearing behind the hill.
The figure gradually became clear, it was like a fire demon, crawling on the ground, with extremely dense lava flowing throughout the body, the flames jumped convection between the body, this body was as high as three feet, and it seemed to be stronger than the fire demon in the world. how much.
The fire demon is covered in red flames, with only a dark, dark area on its chest.
Xia Ji looked at the dark area and suddenly felt a sense of hunger.
In his mind, Xiao Ming shouted: "Anyway, he is active, cut it, cut it."
Xia Ji ignored it. At this time, he was conflicted in his heart, so he slowed down and tried to communicate with the two fire demons.
But the two fire demons seemed unable to communicate. They were driven by instinct and rushed towards Xia Ji.
They ran on the ground, making the muffled sound of heavy metal colliding with metal, forming a sprinting shadow between high-intensity radiation and convection.
Xia Ji shouted a few times in the language he communicated with Mirage before, but there was still no response.
In an instant, the fire demon arrived, and the magma palm grabbed him from top to bottom.
He raised his hand to block.
A huge force was transmitted to his body at this time.
Let him suddenly fly to one side.
"This is the power of the eleventh realm, but it is much stronger..." Xia Ji assessed, he was not surprised, realm means the attack form you can use, which means that the new attack form is stronger than the past. stronger.
Like an elephant's random kick, an ant can't match it with all its might.
However, what if there are too many ants?
An ant can swallow an elephant.
Sparrows can slay dragons.
Snakes also swallow whales.
And the ordinary blow of this fire demon is a very terrifying force at the level of the body of law, just like the condensed blow of a Confucian general leading thousands of soldiers of the eleventh level.
This should be just an ordinary fire demon, right?
If the fire demons in the world had this level, the world would have been swept away long ago.
He was in mid-air, pulled by the strong gravitational force, and fell dozens of times faster than the human world, but the other fire demon reacted extremely quickly, jumping up from the ground in an instant, the giant claws of lava Grab him.
But Xia Ji took a sharp breath, the fire ring scattered, the light spot vibrated, and a terrifying dragon claw protruded from it and met the giant claw downward.
Bang.
In a dull sound.
The giant claws of the lava collapsed, and the terrifying dragon claws continued to descend. The power of supernatural powers, the power of the Dharma body, and the power of four hundred and thirty-six elephants contained on it directly crushed the fire demon.
The other fire demon continued to run without fear. Xia Ji waved his right hand, and the yin and yang grinding disc was born in this world of endless flame convection. Yin and yang removed the fire demon's attack, and when it made Before an action, a long black knife had been inserted into its chest, gouging out the dark shadow area.
Bang.
The shadowed area hits the ground, revealing a black heart-like flame.
As soon as this area disappeared, the fire demon seemed to have lost its strength, and began to fall to the ground softly, and was then pressed by the high pressure, slowly turning into a layer of slightly wrinkled dust on the ground.
Xia Ji leaned over and grabbed the shadowy flame. A strong hunger was emerging. He didn't eat it immediately, but put it in his arm, thinking about waiting until Liuli asked about the situation.
He walked aimlessly through the world.
Beheaded more and more fire demons.
And the fire demons also began to kill each other, devouring each other, just as they did in the human 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 reference time.
However, Xia Ji is still counting the time silently in his mind, reminding himself how many years have passed.
When he saw Liuli again, it was more than a hundred years later.
And he had already started to devour the heart of fire, because it made him stronger and made him survive.
The coldest knife,
The hottest world.
His body is no longer human, and he doesn't know what it looks like. It shouldn't be much different from those fire demons.
The difference is that he is holding a black knife, which changes according to his wishes.
He can use dharma signs, supernatural powers, condensed yin and yang, flying knives, and seventy-two transformations.
He can still remember the appearance of his deceased wife, who had been with him for nearly five hundred years.
He is still counting the time. He has counted for more than 100 years, and he has counted nearly four billion numbers. He will continue to count, as if he is still living in the world with spring, summer, autumn and winter.
There are no four seasons, only fire.
There is no rest, only killing.
There is no fatigue, only strength.
After Liuli joined him, they acted together, which made him feel like a partner again.
Liu Li only brought two pieces of information,
First, in the past, fire demons would not kill and devour each other, but now it seems crazy.
Second, the nine evil omens that exist in the human world are nothing more than projection-like existences. The real nine evil omens still exist in this world, but strangely, those nine evil omens seem to be lifeless. Yes, but it is not something that ordinary fire demons can approach.
The nine bad omens are: Black Emperor, Mirage, Zhu Rong, Huo Wang, Madam Gou Yi, Bai Huang, Huo Gu, Anti-Entropy Lord, and The Undertaker.
Xia Ji had no choice, maybe he never had.
The only thing he can do is to become stronger and stronger during the killing at this time. He can't see the upper limit of his strength, and he can't forget that when one finger imprisoned him, it was like a destiny. like humiliation.
People, even if you struggle, you can't change the slightest. Even if you try your best, you will only become a nightmare monster. Even if you walk in another world as an alien, you can still not forget your original intention.
He still remembers his dead wife,
He is still counting the time,
He also longs 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 turned into ice, leading his arm to swing the knife,
It's ridiculous, even if it seems futile, it won't stop for a moment.
The fingertips are prisoners, and the ten directions are prisons~IndoMTL.com~ A world of fire, all enter my heart.
The incarnation of the fire nightmare, the knife of the underworld, supports the heavenly palace, and fixes the earth.
He walked,
Keep walking,
He swings the knife,
waving constantly.
This wave is ten Jiazi.
Six hundred years is nothing but 18.921.6 billion numbers.
Mountains are fragile, rivers are easy to dry up, mountains and rivers are changeable, and I am unchanged.
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