Heavenly Emperor

The clouds move in the four directions and the sky changes color. The name of Xia Qi is enough to make countless cultivators fearful. Even a word of Xia Qi is enough to make the world turbulent. This aftermath of spreading Xia Qi’s fame has been shaken for three months, three months and nine months. For more than ten days, Xia Qi was never overlooked. Almost everyone would mention Xia Qi every three sentences.

Moreover, becoming more and more respectful, no longer daring to be disrespectful at all, Xia Qi has also been the king of a country and has stepped into the level of the ancestor of hundreds of millions of creatures.

In the past three months, although the robbery cloud has been declining, it has not dissipated. It was not until another month later that the robbery cloud slowly dispersed, and the predecessor was restored to the previous scene, but then it came. It was a deep doubt, because no matter who it was, it was noticed that the speed of absorbing Spiritual Qi Five Elements Qi had slowed down.

Moreover, this is not just for one person, it is almost everyone! The cultivation speed of Honghuang slowed down a lot for a time, but even so, no one in Honghuang would have thought that the initiator of all this was Xia Qi, who had just been promoted.

Of course, Xia Qi himself did not know that the giant palm he destroyed in one fell swoop was Spiritual Qi Five Elements Qi, and he was inhaled into the lichen. He was wearing the lichen at the moment, looking up at the sky.

The pupils in the fundus of his eyes flashed with light blue electric light. Since that day he saw Zhun Ti’s abnormal state when he died, the more he thought about it during this period, the more uneasy he became, and he gradually thought about it. , Why Daoist didn't hum under the bombardment of Thunder Tribulation, and even no trace of resistance could be seen.

Previously, he thought that Daoist was discouraged, or rather spineless, but now he has more and more guesses whether he will be dead before the first thunder tribulation falls. NS?

After that, countless thunders just shattered his body?

Therefore, with this kind of doubt, Xia Qi would look up at the sky almost as soon as he had time in the past few days, and even occasionally pinch his fingers to calculate. Becoming Sage is connected to the heaven and the earth. There are some so-called celestial inductions.

It’s just a pity that Xia Qi has detached himself from The Three Realms not in Five Elements. He can figure out some things, but he is only limited to the existence recognized by the north of Dongtian. To him, the people of the predecessors are all in a fog. Thoroughly, can't guess, this is almost the same as the mood of those Sages when they calculated the fate of Xia Qi.

This made Xia Qi really unpredictable, but the observation for many days has not been nothing.

For example, at this moment, the sky is still blue as if washed with water, but in the depths of Xia Qi’s pupils, a weird picture is reflected. Above the blue sky, it is as if there are transparent and hideous faces. There is a smile, but there is no smile, like a more frightening gritted teeth.

Xia Qi didn't have the slightest abnormality. His eyes moved slowly. In these faces, he saw the light gray and reddish silk threads intertwined and connected. Then, in the blink of an eye, this scene disappeared. .

Xia Qi took a deep breath, retracted his eyes, and then reached out and picked up a roll of paper next to him, holding up a pen, and writing a line: "The spiteful face hangs in the sky, murderous intent."

Then you can see that there are still a few words on this roll of paper.

"Zhong mention Daoist's death?"

"Half of Zhoushan?"

"Kill the robbery?"

Then, between these three things, Xia Qi drew a line, and he faintly felt that there must be something connected, but for the time being, he had not found any further evidence, and then he wrote these lines next to it.

"Gray misty red silk thread."

"A big foot stepped across the sky, the footprint was a hundred feet long, and it dissipated in three days."

"The sky seems to be down by three points."

"Smiles of contempt, faces that hate murder are intertwined."

Then there is the phenomenon observed today: "The spiteful face hangs in the sky, killing intent."

With the pen tip hanging on the paper for a long time, Xia Qicai slowly put the pen aside, and glanced at the things he had jotted down, only to feel a cloud of mist covering him, making him unrealistic, the more he thought about it, the more he felt his mind. Some were in pain, and with a long sigh, he suddenly picked up a pen and wrote two names.

"The Village of the Ancestor God"

"Xia Ming'er!"

Seeing his daughter’s name, he frowned slightly, and then reached out and crossed out her name. He really didn’t want his daughter to have anything on her body, because whether it was good or bad, it represented this kind, and his daughter could no longer be that way. Happy Life, this is absolutely unbearable for him.

However, as if he was born with an ancient tree, he really dared not conclude that his daughter was born with nothing. After all, it was his daughter. Some abnormalities are understandable. Besides, her mother is so unbelievable. Simple, if Xia Ming'er would be an ordinary child, let alone others, Xia Qi himself would not believe it.

However, this has nothing to do with his unwillingness, not wanting Xia Minger to involve too much, just unwilling, has nothing to do with believe it or not.

While Xia Qi was frowning and thinking, the hearse on the other side walked in quickly and hesitated to settle a grudge with a few Sages completely. Xia Qi was a little worried that they would leave. If that group of Sage went crazy, it would be troublesome to kill people.

Let’s talk about a Beiju Luzhou, as long as one is willing to be able to snatch it back at any time. Therefore, the hearse and Taiyi and the original inhabitants of Beiju Luzhou temporarily settled down in the north of Dongtian. Then, the hearse was regarded as a national teacher. Ming, squeezed poor Xia San aside, and stayed outside Xia Qi's palace every day.

As soon as he saw Xia San, he used countless moves to let him tell himself the information, and then he personally came to report with Xia Qi, and he didn't get tired, simply, Xia Qi also acquiesced in this situation.

However, the hearse, which has always been smiling and heroic, is a bit low today, and his face is not pretty. He walked closer, saluted, and said: "Your Majesty, Beiju Luzhou is occupied by the Shang and Zhou kingdoms. "

"Oh!" Xia Qi stretched out his hand to roll up the roll of paper, put it in his arms, and sighed as he sat on the dragon chair, "It seems that there are really a lot of people who do not live or die, or cannon fodder!"

"Yeah!" The hearse replied: "But, it's just uncomfortable. After all, it is our country, but it is really embarrassing to let these two countries that can be wiped out by only one person."

"Haha!" Xia Qi laughed when he heard the words. This may be the worst time that the two kingdoms of Shang and Zhou have been underestimated. Although these two kingdoms are not as powerful as Xia, they are definitely not weak, especially because the power behind them is concentrated. In one place, supporting these two cannon fodder and Xia Qi in doing the right thing, Xia Qi really didn't dare to say that it was easy.

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