Heavenly Emperor

"Step"

Xia Qi’s footsteps were very light, and the surrounding sensation did not arouse him the slightest interest. He stepped onto the dirt road like an upward movement, step by step towards the opposite, this dirt road. Just stopped in front of Ji Chang.

The sky was full of wind and sand, Xia Qi didn't stop, and no one could stop him. He couldn't even look sideways.

After the hearse set off a dirt road, Fang Tian turned the halberd and rushed towards the group of people who had been overturned by him, demon-powered and powerful in a mess.

"boom"

The earth trembled from time to time, and the wind and sand raised, but it did not affect Xia Qi in the slightest. He walked freely and walked along the dirt road to the opposite side. A hundred miles away, he walked step by step, which was really costly. With a lot of effort, Xia Qi has come to an end.

His expression was calm, but the stormy waves that had already set off behind him, Tai Yi and the hearse were dark and fierce, and Xia Qi looked condescendingly at Ji Chang, and said indifferently: "I didn't want to kill more. ."

"Nonsense!" These four words almost blurted out. If Ji Chang is still sensible, yes, Ji Chang was almost frightened by Xia Qi. Intuitively speaking, Xia Qi is like the sky, and even if Ji Chang is The emperor is nothing but ants, how dare ants shake the sky!

Xia Qi just looked at him indifferently, he was not in a hurry at the moment, and he even had a faint feeling of detachment. He didn't deliberately control his own mood, but he just felt that it was difficult for him to be moved by something in this world. Now, this may be the reason why the stronger the person is, the colder it is!

This time, it took a quarter of an hour. Then Ji Chang gradually recovered some sense, and then turned around and ran. He lost all the courage to resist. What dignity and throne he wants is important to save his life.

Xia Qi quietly watched him scrambling and fleeing, the crown fell, the dust on the dragon robe, embarrassed like a dog, he tried his best but only ran out for ten miles, and Xia Qi slowly lifted up. Holding hands and fingers slowly, a large hand fell from the sky to hold Ji Chang who was breathing heavily, and then pulled him back at a faster speed.

"boom"

Ji Chang fell under Xia Qi's feet, his body bent like a prawn, and the crown had long been missing. Xia Qi slowly squatted down, put his hands on his knees, and bowed his head indifferently: "From now on, between heaven and earth. Only the lone can be the king, you know?"

Ji Chang’s head was buried in the yellow sand, and his heart was bitten by shame and resentment. No one could see his face at the moment. He looked like the evil spirit crawling out of The Underworld. If he had the opportunity, he would definitely Xia Qi smashed his body into pieces, and then beheaded all his relatives, using the cruelest means in the world.

But, unfortunately, he had no chance. Xia Qi's words were an announcement rather than a question. He slowly got up, then gently raised his foot and stepped down the dirt road using Ji Chang as a step. A faint word floated. Open.

"The King Zhou is still young and has some value, and you have no value to me, so go to hell!"

There is still no need to answer, Xia Qi landed, and the wind spread, and then Ji Chang had turned into a ground of flying ash, blending into the yellow sand without identifying traces, raising his hands and throwing his feet into flying ash, for For Xia Qi, there is no difficulty.

"hiss"

Taking a breath, the courtiers felt that they were facing the god who ruled the world. They knelt to the ground without the slightest resistance, surrendering to the co-lord of the world. From now on, in this world, there is only One person can be called alone.

Xia Qi's gaze passed faintly. From today onwards, no one in front of him would dare to block his sight, either turning into fly ash or kneeling down to surrender. He focused his gaze on the city in front and asked lightly. : "How many of Ji Chang's many sons survived?"

"Ji Chang has 17 sons and a hundred sons, among whom are survivors..."

There was almost no hesitation. These children rushed to say something. Xia Qi sighed as he listened. His own strategy has lost its usefulness. He once wanted to use his eldest son Boyi to do some essays. Now It seemed that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and that Ji Fa was also bitten to death by his mad guard.

I vaguely remember that the historical Zhou Martial King Ji Fa was more famous than Ji Chang, but he did not expect to die so casually and so miserably. It is said that the guard was almost swallowed like a beast. Nearly half of Ji Fa's body, his bloody face was almost indistinguishable.

However, Ji Fa died of immortality. The impression of Xia Qi was not great. Anyway, when he raised his hand, there was a burst of energy in his palm, and then he rushed into the sky, and then his consciousness spread, and he accurately found those sons, no matter how strong. Weak Jun was wiped out by a thunderstorm. It wasn't that Xia Qi was cruel, but he did it at will. He just suddenly felt that cutting the grass and roots was a good idea.

Then, Xia Qi didn't take any steps, and indifferently said: "From today, you are citizens of the Xia Dynasty. How to deal with and wait for the follow-up? Now, you go and smash the palace for me, build a palace on the spot, and I will send someone to the front. Come guard."

"Follow your majesty's decree." The ministers did not resist at all, retiring in response, and even clearly visible, the joy in their eyes, the four words of Xia Dynasty citizen in today's prehistoric state, it is already a kind of glory.

But Xia Qi didn’t raise his eyebrows, turned around and walked down the dirt road. For him, now it’s a matter of wishing to regain the world. There is no difficulty at all. He has more important things to do, and walk on On the dirt road, Xia Qi said faintly: "Taiyi, hearse, we still have things to do, hurry up."

Although the words were weak, they resounded like a thunder. The mere sound waves caused many people to have a kind of confusion.

"clang"

The Eastern Emperor's Bell rang, the world was turbulent, and then Xia Qi's sound, stepped on the Eastern Emperor's Bell too much, and the power of the demon saint was completely unfolded, half of the sky was enveloped by his Monster Qi, and then the fire mist rose like a burning cloud, Samādhi The real fire burned the air to the point of cracking, its mighty power.

And the hearse on the other side laughed and said: "Your Majesty, look forward to it." The laughter shook the sky.

Fang Tian painted the halberd in the hearse’s hand, and every slash was as if to tear the world apart, the force shook the sky, and the ripples were smashed. The sky was clear, and the clouds were all shaken. It scattered, blowing thousands of miles away, but the people in black robes opposite him were not weak, and they formed a confrontation with him for a while.

It's just that the weird breath still exists, sometimes as strong as Sage, with a ray of Sage aura, and sometimes as weak as a child.

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