Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 464: 271. F * Ck Your Life

Translator: 549690339

The moment Xia Ji landed, the red embroidered ball was already in front of him.

He did not realize it when he was faking it, but now that he was fighting Su Daji, he finally understood how annoying this thing was.

Even if you ignore distance and space, you still have to defend.

It was because the red silk ball really hurt when it hit someone.

If you don’t guard against it, this pain will destroy your body and shatter your soul.

The clanging sounds and the seven-colored dragon shadows forced Xia Ji to repeat the previous scene.

However, the difference this time was that a pair of black dragon wings grew out of his shoulder blades. With a flap of his wings, pure black flames of tranquility formed a wall of fire forward.

The red ball was summoned back to the wall of fire, but it reappeared behind Xia Ji.

Xia Ji reacted quickly, but he could no longer defend himself and could only charge forward.

When he charged, Su Daji also retreated. In the end, she maintained a moderate distance from him..

A distance that one could not even see or feel with their divine sense.

This was also the limit of the early stages of the Divine Power realm.

The patriarchs had fought their way out of the various Cultivation states, and each of them was the protagonist of stories such as ” I Am From Antiquity, ” ” I Have Lived For Ten Thousand Years, ” and ” Invincible Patriarch. ” It was common for the weak to defeat the strong and challenge those who were of a higher level, not to mention that they had many magical equipment from before antiquity.

They had climbed up from the ‘bottom-level’ and rolled on the brink of death. They had fought with countless terrifying mighty people and been involved in countless treacherous events, but they were the only ones who had survived out of all the mighty people in ancient times.

As Xia Ji sped forward, the Mountain River State Painting pounced on him.

The world of ink painting in the picture had a strong attraction force, wanting to suck him into the picture.

Xia Ji knew that if he entered the map, he would not be able to get out. Although Su Daji might let him escape by accident, how could he be qualified to trade with her?

The Mountain River Map gradually expanded in the space and fell from the sky, blocking his way. In an instant, it had become a towering heavenly gate that hung from the sky. Immortal fog surrounded it, and the black sun and moon rose from the east and set from the west.

Xia Ji flapped his wings, and the black fire appeared again.

However, it was directly absorbed into the Mountain and River State Painting.

After all, the Mountain and River State Painting was a treasure that would only appear when the Ancient Catastrophe was nearing its end. It might be the ancient version of the ancient era, or even older.

The Black Emperor’s pure black fire was invincible, but the Mountain River State Painting was also invincible in the subsequent calamity.

Invincibility against invincibility. The Black Emperor Fire had the home-ground advantage, but it was only an advantage. It was not enough to form a crushing suppression.

Therefore, the Mountain and River State Painting only dimmed a little before it continued to roll toward Xia Ji.

Xia Ji felt helpless…

He and Su Daji knew each other very well. He could rush over with all his might, but Su Daji could instantly leave the battlefield and come back with a Dragon’s Thousand Miles.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

In other words, Su Daiji was a multi-functional ” hero ” who had the abilities of a summoner, a mage, a supportive healer, and spatial displacement.

The Demon Summoning Banner and the Five-colored Divine Token were used to summon. Well, the key was that he did not know what was hidden in the Five-colored Divine Token.

The Red Silk Ball was an instant and powerful single-target attack.

The Mountain and River State Painting could absorb attacks and people.

The Dragon Traversing Thousands of Miles, which had everything, could allow Su Daji to quickly appear in a distant world that you could not imagine.

This was only the tip of the iceberg of the Su family’s ancestor…

It was disgusting.

He did not feel it when they were family, but now that they were enemies, it was really disgusting to find out that it was Su Daji.

Xia Ji had to wait until the Imperial Decree took effect. He couldn’t go too far. As he retreated, his sixteen hands struck out three thousand spinning golden

worlds.

Perhaps it was because the Sense Beads were made of ordinary wood, or perhaps it was because the spirit of carving was not able to keep up with his current realm, but the Mountain River Map of the Three Thousand Worlds was actually absorbed into it, and it did not cause the magic treasure to dim. As the Gate of Heaven approached, the world of ink painting opened its mouth like a giant beast and swallowed it.

Xia Ji could only retract his divine art of controlling the divine wind and wave his hand at the Mountain and River State Painting.

Whoosh!

The sleeve wind contained the power of heaven and earth, and it immediately sent the Mountain and River State Painting flying.

MO Tu flew backwards, as if those paintings that were sunbathing had suddenly encountered a violent wind and were drifting far away.

While Xia Ji’s right hand was waving, his left hand didn’t stop at all.

With a flip of his palm, the God Slaying Flying Dagger that was almost formless bloomed like a lotus flower.

First level…

rlhvvo layers…

Ten layers…

A few thoughts turned into a flying knife lotus that was filled with visual shock.

He flicked the void with his palm, and a Dharma Form began to appear and form a circle.

Not only that, he even grew two extra heads.

Three heads and eighteen arms, no blind spots in 360 degrees.

Each of the eighteen arms had its own movement and its own holding power.

The divine wind broke away from the control of the divine power. The hundred-foot-long bloody body grabbed the Yuantu Halberd and smashed it down on Xia Ji’s head.

Before the halberd landed, the ground of the Wu family’s world had already begun to collapse.

Xia Ji wanted to use the Great Dark Heavenly Halberd to fight, but he instinctively felt that his Great Dark Heavenly Halberd was not on the same level as the Blood Halberd. If he tried to fight, it might even break.

He could only flick his finger, and with this flick, a long gray saber that was ten thousand feet long shot out..