Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 40: 1 read into a demon, devour 8 squares of heaven and earth (7198 words – thank you…
The knife and the gun collided together, and the violent airflow caused the back of the dragon to vibrate and shake.
Heavy armored cavalry is like a spear, the strength of the troops increases, and the power of the spear is also increasing.
The gun force pushes the knife,
Pushing the person with the knife.
Xia Ji held the knife, and he only felt a huge force coming from the opposite side. Although his dharma body is strong, first of all, the power is suppressed here, and secondly, his real dharma body is the fire robbery that is farther and farther away from the world. Jieyuan, once again, all the soldiers of the other party have a Dharma body. In the end, he did not really kill those people who were caged in black helmets.
He thought to himself "These people are damned", "These people are just weapons", "These people also have families".
So, his mental strength was not firm, but was pushed by the gradually increasing gun power and went backwards.
The deck and his scales were torn violently, causing a screeching noise and fire.
As soon as he retreated, Miaomiao let out a scream, Xiao Su swayed, everything in front of him was hazy, and fell to the bridge amid the loud shouts of everyone, unable to recognize the east, west, north and west, and could not see the long river In the sky, I only feel that my body is like a small boat swaying in this raging wave.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Su asked blankly.
No one answers...she hears voices in the distance.
"Kill him!"
"Kill!"
"He's backing off!"
"He's dead!"
"Kill him!!"
The shouting from the opposite side is like thunder, like firecrackers.
It is accompanied by a violent, mixed force of various colors, thrown from the distant heaven and earth, banging, and endless.
Xia Ji glanced and swept away the cavalry in front of him. He passed through the vast cavalry group. He seemed to see the ghosts of the gods after these countless lives.
Yes.
As always.
There will always be big people looking down on this dusty beings, fooling people who are already suffering in this world, and there will always be weak people wielding knives at the weaker.
Then...
He stopped.
The power of the gun on the opposite side is still increasing, getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, more and more soldiers have joined the ranks, and the gun formed by the terrifying power of heaven and earth is tyrannically pushing all the forces on the opposite side. , kill.
Even so, the gun is blocked.
Xia Ji didn't step back.
Miao Miao and Xiao Su have already fallen to the ground, on the swaying long bridge, they seem to fall into the weak water, and some of the people behind him have fallen into the water, and some have been killed by the force from the opposite side .
Miao Miao screamed, trying to maintain her balance, but tightened Xiao Su's hand.
Then...
"What am I hesitating about?"
The three-zhang black-armored flame giant clings to the three-zhang sword, raised his head and let out a soft sigh.
The three-zhang sword still carries the spear of the sky and the earth that stretches for miles.
A certain balance has been reached here, at this time, with great power, and much of the attack continues.
Many forces attacked Xia Ji, but they were intercepted by Brahma Cui Zhi and others, who counterattacked.
And the spear couldn't move anymore.
On the back of Tianlong, the picture freezes.
A knife blocked the spear for miles.
Xia Ji closed his eyes...
He suddenly trembled.
No matter what the excuse, killing is killing.
No matter how you justify it, killing is always evil.
When the knight is angry, he kills every ten steps, worthy of righteousness,
The generals have fought a hundred battles, lied down thousands of miles, and are worthy of the country,
So, at this moment, he slaughtered the common people who stood opposite him and was used by the enemy, and this common people with family members, could he have no regrets?
He taught people not to see evil and turn evil. What is he doing now?
But he couldn't help it.
He couldn't help but kill.
Yes.
This world pushes you, and this fate brings you here, destined to do something against your will.
Xia Ji closed his eyes.
Under this extremely powerful force, take another step forward.
Thousands of steel torrents, set back for it.
...
...
It's raining.
Light rain.
It was raining in late spring.
The rain falls from the sky, contaminating the world's red dust, and falling into the mud dust.
The rain falls on the Long Bridge, making it even more slippery.
Xia Ji stepped forward and looked at the vast enemies and sentient beings in front of him, he could no longer hear Xiao Ming's voice, his strength,
Every day is like the most gentle gentleman reading quietly,
That every moment swings the sword in the robbery day and night,
Those powers, even if suppressed, are still five million dharma images, the ominous omen of the five hundred years of oppression, the source flames of the most yang and hot, the unimaginable ten realms and realms that cross the realm. Eleven realm power.
"Kill!!"
With endless killing intent, he swung the knife.
The tens of miles of spear broke from it.
The knife goes away.
Mixed, complex, gray, fiery, and eerie knife light annihilates the energy of all matter.
With one slash, the life in front of him was wiped out.
With another slash, the terrifying airflow either devoured the life in front of me, or the person on the opposite side of the slap fell to the bridge.
One stab, kill.
A knife kills people.
Xia Ji flew out, with a body like a vigorous demon dragon, with that madly drawn and fast slashing knife, amidst Xiao Ming's excited roar, he fell into battle, slaughtered, and slaughtered.
In the terrifying light of the sword.
Blood, splash.
Voice, wailing.
The drowning person falls into the weak water that cannot float under the bridge and drowns helplessly.
Horrible, dark.
Body, debris everywhere.
There are also many people on the opposite side who began to change their dharma bodies, and for a while, various strange dharma bodies appeared.
But what's the use?
In front of a dharma body of Xia Ji's level, everything is like meat on a chopping block for him to slaughter.
The people on both sides looked at the terrifying figure, slaughtering in an unstoppable manner, and they were all shocked.
Everything in front of him is like a paper paste. No matter how powerful it seems when it first appears, it has become a paper paste, and it turns into an indistinguishable soul under his knife.
Xia Ji didn't feel any pleasure. He counted numbers habitually in his heart, just like those children would count sheep before going to bed.
He counts: "One."
"Two."
"Three."
...
"One hundred and one."
"One hundred and two."
...
...
This is a habit he has developed over the millennia of robbery.
Seems like that, he won't get lost.
However, unlike Jie Di, what Jie Di kills is the fire demon, but the people killed here are all living people.
Kill.
Kill it.
Heads roll.
The corpse is a thousand miles away.
Rivers of blood.
Kill it.
Kill.
His eyes were blood red.
Behind him, angry shouts filled the air.
"Kill!!"
"Kill it!!!"
Xia Ji rushed to kill for a while. After getting through the road, he stepped back. He still remembered Miao Miao and Xiao Su. He couldn't leave them too far. Be the heart of a monster.
The currents on both sides collided again, and they kept colliding. On this hundred-mile long bridge connecting the north and the south, they faced each other, attacked, and fought each other.
Xia Ji got rid of the dharma body and changed back to its original appearance. He took out a black robe from the storage space, wrapped it around his body, and put it back on the body. A few words of "I still want, I still want" Xiao Ming.
The moment Xiao Ming was pressed into the storage space, he suddenly woke up and screamed in shock, "I'm so fast?"
Xia Ji pressed it back.
He was in a very dark mood at this time.
Perhaps to others, this is just a simple matter. If the enemy wants to kill you, kill the enemy. It doesn't matter at all.
Anyone who has done great things, who can see through the clouds and see the sun and see the infinite beauty, will be pure and pure.
The heart of the Tao cannot be stained, unyielding, and irreversible.
This intangible thing is the most priceless. It is worth living and dying.
But he... just now, the Tao's heart was completely moved.
He sits in the spring rain.
Let the rain fall and dye your long hair.
Miao Miao's happy smile solidified with his demeanor, she asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xia Jidao: "I killed a lot of ordinary people, they also have families, they have children, they have wives..."
He didn't say any more, Xiao Su rubbed his hands and rubbed his sleeves tightly, as if admitting the wrong person, and as if his mind was not clear, he murmured: "Brother, brother, brother ..."
Xia Ji closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, hugged the girl in his arms, stroked her long hair gently, and said gently, "I'm here."
Miaomiao still doesn't understand why this master is so entangled in this matter, just kill him. If you don't kill, are you still waiting for someone to kill you?
So, she ran over, put her hands on his shoulders, and smiled: "They have family, don't you have one too."
Seeing that Xia Ji didn't speak, she patted him on the shoulder again and said in a "heart-to-heart" tone: "You are a human, not a god, so you care so much about what you do."
But the words left her mouth, and she suddenly shuddered.
Huh?
Is this really human?
Really?
No matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like it...
Miao Miao is on the cusp of a bull's-eye.
Suddenly, she was pulled, and her figure was crooked, but she fell into Xia Ji's arms like a swallow.
Xia Ji held Xiao Su in one hand, but also held her in the other.
He hugs tightly.
Miaomiao wanted to shout "Big Satyr, let me go", but she felt the arm holding her trembling, she suddenly closed her mouth, turned her head slightly, and saw a picture in the rain wet face.
Miao Miao stroked the face and said softly, "I'm here."
...
...
The fighting in the distance continues.
Xia Ji got up, Miao Miao and Xiao Su followed behind him.
The battle ahead can be described as extremely tragic. The people on the opposite side of this battle are almost endless, and there are also many experts.
In the beginning, it was just cavalry, monks, and then even monsters came out. Those monsters with wings flew from the sky, some ran from the bridges of the long bridge, and attacked from all directions and angles. .
At first glance, every angle is an enemy and a killing.
On a spring rainy day, gray shadows fill the sky.
Under this kind of offensive, even people like Da Brahma will feel a little bit concerned about one thing and another.
Both sides are dying and bleeding.
But the real culprit wasn't there at all.
Because of the suppression of the realm, Xia Ji couldn't use the invisible knife to cut people, but in front of him was a flying knife lotus flower budding.
Each flying knife carries a gray, multi-phase and even non-phase power.
The quietly closed "knife flaps" hide a dangerous murderous intention.
The flying knife follows his heart and is born in the void. He picks a flower bud and throws it into the sky as he walks.
The knife blooms in mid-air and then withers.
Flying knives, like petals fluttering in the wind in autumn, accurately find the enemy, and then kill them, but before they can exhaust their energy, they start to choose people and devour them like hungry beasts.
Every time Xia Ji takes a step, he can pluck a lotus flower in the void.
Every lotus is killing.
And his heart is slowly breaking into more black with this killing.
Blood, and the miserable howl at this time, nourished the unknown "fetus" in his heart.
Ordinary people may not understand this state...
But the purest white is the most easily produced black.
A climber and a seeker all need a pure heart. Of course, this kind of pureness is also the "most sophisticated instrument" that needs to be carefully cared for.
The most divine will also be the most magical.
That's why there is a thousand years of cultivating Taoism, and a single thought becomes a demon.
This doesn't mean "If you fail to cultivate the Dao, if you don't get any benefits from your cultivation, if the gods and Buddhas don't respond to your request, you will become a demon from anger",
This is not inflow,
Because the root cause of your becoming a demon lies in "your incompetence and rage, you ask others, but others don't give you",
What is this?
In fact, the real "one-thought-to-be-deviled" is "the great accomplishment of cultivation, you are almost consummated, you have never been angry or lost, everything is self-evident in your heart, but when you step out the next step, you have suddenly become enchanted." .
Xia Ji hasn't been enchanted yet.
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
Kill people at will.
It's come a long way.
Every step, there is countless blood flowing, and there is an endless wailing.
Gradually, the people who were fighting before returned to Xia Ji's back, because the force of interception in front was too strong, too endless, and there was no way to know how many people there were on the other side of the dragon's back.
The number of people behind Xia Ji kept decreasing, but the resistance on the opposite side continued.
On this narrow road, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people may have died...
A hundred miles of bridges, deep in spring and rain, are all the souls of the dead.
Distant...
Several divine envoys raised their heads to look down on this scene, frowning as they let the soldiers, cavalry, monks, or monsters lined up behind them.
"Is that person the one who dares to blaspheme?"
"Why is he so strong?"
"Could it be..."
"Do not lie."
"He has already crossed most of the long bridge. If he has regained his strength when he reaches the bridge, what should he do?"
"That's right, someone on my side has investigated it. This son is very powerful. If he can't shoot him down on the back of the dragon, it will be a real disaster."
"Everyone, what should I do?"
The divine envoy looked at the leading man from the south and fell into contemplation.
Suddenly, someone's eyes lit up: "Look, the two women behind him don't actually have much power."
He mentioned this, and the people next to him suddenly woke up like a big dream, "You mean?"
The divine envoy said proudly: "Beat the snake and hit seven inches, killing people and slashing the underbelly. Since he can't break through him, then if he targets those two women, he can make the heretic named Qi Yu pay attention to one thing and the other. He was in a turmoil, and took this opportunity to kill the people behind him, making him fall into a place where there was no support and an ambush from all sides.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
Others added: "The demon has wings and is not affected by the forbidden air. The iron cavalry is impacted, anyway, we have people. And the consumption on the back of the Tianlong will increase, so even if Qi Yu's strength is strong, he will The consumption is about the same.
Use the iron cavalry to attract their attacks head-on. The goblin only shoots at the two women, and the other monks do the same, so they can be disintegrated. "
"Yes, yes, the gods have said something similar, so do it."
Several envoys who commanded this interception battle immediately passed on the order.
In the distance, on the top of the mountain covered with spring rain, in a pavilion, a man in a dark golden luxurious robe was sitting, and three women were sitting with him in the pavilion.
The man touched his nose and said with a smile: "If I were this person, I would just sneak across the bridge, how could I make such a big fanfare, how stupid.
I don't know anything about it, so I dare to argue with me. "
The woman on the side smiled and said, "Lord Qin, I seem to see that saint aunt fighting behind him."
This man is the co-owner of the sect that Xia Ji slaughtered these days - Qin Chentian.
This is also the man who was rescued by Fang Chuyu, the aunt of Fengqing Sect decades ago, but almost wiped out the entire family of Fengqing Sect because of his "humiliation".
Qin Chentian's eyes narrowed, and he coldly swept across the struggle on the long bridge in the distance, but it was the wind and the breeze that passed over Fang Chuyu.
Fang Chuyu grabbed the long sword and was slashing out a dharma-like power. Of course she could use her body, but the consumption of Tianlong's back was too huge, and using the power of her body was not conducive to a protracted battle.
Her white silk clothes have been soaked by the rain and blood, and her messy long hair has been hurriedly tied up, but she is still fighting, resisting, her brows are full of unyielding colors, her spirit is mixed in this depression for a hundred years In the raging fire that is now boiling, it is naturally raging.
Qin Chentian shook his head with a smile, and said lightly: "I used to like her back then, but she didn't know how to praise her and missed me. Now I want to see her again, but it's just a dream."
He stood up, put his hands on the edge of the pavilion, raised his head and said, "I am no longer worthy of a blind woman like her. If she misses the opportunity, she misses it."
He had a light-hearted excitement in his heart, and the sense of superiority brought about by this power made him feel that this mundane was no longer interesting.
What do these mortals know?
How can their thinking and wisdom reach one ten thousandth of their own?
And those who don't know the good and the bad, who have ever insulted themselves, must pay a thousand times the price.
Now, he has long been a man in the sky, and these ants are not living in the world.
"Lord, come and drink, don't pay attention to that kind of woman who doesn't know the good and the bad. Back then, the lord was so kind to her, and she didn't admit it when she was with other men. She, Lord, not only slaughtered a few cities under that sect, but only killed a few hundred people of that sect, it is really kind."
"I ignored her, how could she be worthy of me? I'm just a little emotional."
Qin Chentian sat at the stone table, looked into the distance, and saw the change in the situation.
A large number of cavalry are attacking from the front, while the goblins are staring at the two women behind the leader, attacking, and the other monks and masters are attacking them without money The woman is thrown away.
And this strategy was obviously quite successful. The leader began to focus on protecting the two women, so that the frontal cavalry attack became more and more effective.
The entire fierce tug-of-war began to slowly retreat.
Qin Chentian burst out laughing: "smart, worthy of being promoted by me, really smart."
Besides, a glamorous woman said, "However, those two women don't seem to be very good at martial arts."
Qin Chentian leaned over and said mysteriously: "This is the point of wisdom. If those two women are strong in martial arts, how can they be called a weakness? How can they be called a weakness?"
On the other side, the third woman applauded: "Master is really amazing."
Qin Chentian shook his head, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "What is this? I still have a lot of wisdom I haven't taught them to these boys, hahaha, come on, drink..."
In the pavilion of Qingshan, it is very happy.
Xia Ji kept swinging the knife, blocking the spears from thousands of troops, and swinging away the enemies that rushed in from all directions.
But these sneak attacks were all directed at Miao Miao and Xiao Su.
His heart, slowly, began to darken.
Darker and darker.
Gradually, the pure white begins to disappear.
Long hair fell on his shoulders, and a ominous flame rose above the pitch black.
A gloomy and gloomy look appeared on his face, and it turned cold again in an instant.
As if the "Sir" was going away, the good was going away, and the evil had come.
He knows all this, but he has already stepped into the devil.
Next, without hesitation, he faced the other side again.
Stand on both feet in the Demon Realm.
The pure white Dao Heart is instantly dyed black.
Big Brahma and others seem to have noticed this gentleman's change.
Then, he and the rest of Fang Chuyu and others heard a word.
"Protect them."
They refer to Xiao Su and Miao Miao.
Da Brahma sighed softly: "Amitabha, please rest assured, if the monk is here, these two will be there."
Fang Chuyu said: "Mr. Da, don't worry, I will use all my strength to protect them."
Xia Ji turned around, stopped looking at the gun stabbing behind him, and said, "Thank you."
He took a deep breath, and the gun was poked into his back.
His pupils condensed and turned into a point, the whites of his eyes were blood red, and the black energy climbed up every inch of his skin in a burning posture.
Look up at the forces that are still attacking Xiao Su and Miao Miao.
Xia Ji's face was completely gloomy.
He snapped back.
Five fingers have grasped the long spear that stretched for dozens of miles.
The spear remained motionless and could no longer move forward.
Those tens of thousands of iron cavalry are still sprinting hard, but they can't make an inch.
At this time, other attacks were still aimed at Xiao Su and Miao Miao.
With a wave of Xia Ji's left hand, the terrifying dharma image formed a barrier and blocked those attacks, and at this time his loss seemed to be completely negligible.
The corners of his lips suddenly twitched, showing a sense of incomparable joy in this bright, dark and serious atmosphere.
"Hmm..."
He alone maintains the balance of power with his many opponents.
Then, I suddenly thought of something funny, and I couldn't help laughing happily.
"Hahaha..."
His laughter suppresses trembling and excitement.
He turned to look at Da Brahma, Fang Chuyu and others, and squeezed out a word in a deep voice: "Escape."
Da Brahma and the others were stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood, Fang Chuyu also understood, she hurriedly dragged Miaomiao and Xiaosu to the south.
The rest also felt this growing fear...and began to flee.
The goblins will fly over the bridge, and the other nimble monks will crawl through the edge.
Xia Ji just lowered his head and smiled lowly, creepily.
These laughter, like a delicate pen, smears the last bit of white in his heart into black.
I feel that everyone on my side has been evacuated.
Xia Ji opened his eyes.
He has undergone great changes. At this time, if he incarnated into an elegant demon full of strong offensive desires, he smiled and asked, "Is this very interesting? Is it? Is it interesting?"
Soon...
His laughter became morbid: "Let's do something more interesting then."
He took a deep breath against the sky, and the goblin flying in the distance suddenly rushed towards him.
In the process of this flutter, Xia Ji's figure began to change recklessly, instantly turning into a height of nine feet.
When the goblins fell in front of him, the flames around him instantly burned all the goblins into a hot mush, and the strange thing was that the demonic energy of these goblins was still condensed and still in it.
He opened his mouth and swallowed the paste.
One bite.
He turned his head sharply and looked at the monk in front of him.
As soon as I stepped on it, the flames flowed wildly, like a vortex, and the raging tide engulfed the monks.
Xia Ji opened his mouth and continued to devour all the monks who had been melted and no longer had any body, but were just pure "tonification".
Another moment, while the others were still stunned.
Xia Ji suddenly bent over and rushed towards the front of the bridge.
His size is unstoppable.
And when he rushed to the end of the bridge, he looked at the end of the bridge on the back of the dragon, and suddenly grabbed the sword of the underworld.
Xiao Ming was startled by the change in his master.
But soon, the surprise turned into a surprise.
The Underworld Knife has always been a magic knife.
A magic knife born to die, to kill.
Its will from beginning to end has only one killing word.
Killing is its good, its evil, its everything.
Xiao Ming's voice became gentle, "Chop, chop, chop more, I can sleep with you?"
"The current owner really makes my heart flutter."
"I...I..."
It shouts, panting, as it is in madness and obsession.
"Chop, chop all the living, moving, so beautiful, so beautiful."
Xia Ji didn't hear what it said, but he suddenly raised the pitch-black magic sword and slashed at Tianlong's back.
This celestial dragon's back is made up of an unknown corpse, which contains a terrifying supernatural power, where it can be easily chopped.
Therefore, under the watchful eyes of the public, the terrifying nine-zhang demon, clutching a nine-zhang long sword, suddenly fell to the ground and bit the back of the dragon fiercely.
At this time, there are more than 200,000 cavalry and monks on the long bridge...
They all stared at this scene with their mouths wide open.
They suddenly reacted, some began to retreat sharply, and some began to swept south.
Xia Ji laughed, biting while holding the Underworld knife, sawing the back of the dragon like a saw...
Anyway, no one has ever done this.
Even if it is done, it is impossible to have the foundation of Xia Ji, and it is impossible to do it with the knife of delimitation.
Xiao Mingpin commented: "What is this, I feel pretty good."
Xia Ji took it and cut it, and the enemy behind him started to attack frantically after a short reaction.
However...
I don't know why, at this time, Xia Ji's defensive power and recovery power are terrifying to the extreme. Let alone hurting him, even if he is really hurt, he can be turned into a meat sauce, and he can recover instantly~ IndoMTL.com~Hey...
Dragon's back was suddenly sawed out.
Mo Xiaji's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth full of fangs and bit it directly, then bit the hole hard and yanked it violently.
This pull has pulled out something like a "muscle texture".
He chewed twice and then swallowed, then increased the speed of the saw.
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PS1: Don't worry, there is still a bottom line in the magic summer, which is also a foreshadowing for the development of the plot and settings in the future.
PS2: During the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day, the code word time is really short, Xiao Shui can only do his best, the update amount should be 1 update, but the number of words will never be short.
PS3: Ask for a monthly pass (3 PSs will be added later, not counted in 7198 words)