Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 215: 152. One Blade of Thunder Sun, Beautiful Green Lake

Translator: 549690339

An Rongrong took out a silver crystal ball from her storage space and glanced at Xia Ji. ” Nanbei, I need two hours to collect the Demonic Fire Seed.

Xia Ji opened his arms and instantly activated the air shield that separated the inside and outside. ” I’m here.

The two of them looked at each other.

The Eldest Princess sat down decisively. The silver crystal ball floated between her hands.

The mysterious gravitational force pulled a wisp of blue flame towards the crystal ball.

When this flame entered the crystal ball, it was like wine entering a cup. It swayed like silk or smoke.

The entire crystal ball began to turn red, as if it was about to explode.

The Eldest Princess hurriedly slowed down again, reducing the suction speed from a trace of blue flames to even less.

The absorption rate continued to slow down. Gradually, the explosive feeling in the crystal ball gradually disappeared and reached a balance.

Xia Ji took a look and roughly understood why it would take two hours.

It wasn’t that the material of the crystal ball wasn’t good enough, but that the power contained in the seed of demonic fire was too terrifying. Even the aristocratic families couldn’t find a material that could be directly filled.

It’s barren for miles and miles,

Snowy mountains rise into the clouds, Fire Tribulation Foreign Lands.

The two of them sat there quietly.

Time slowly passed. This evening seemed to be fast and slow.

Xia Ji glanced at the woman’s face. It was as beautiful as a painting.

Her red lips were like cherry blossoms.

He is handsome and affectionate.

His temperament was fierce and ambitious.

He glanced at the red muslin she was wearing. He had thought she was beautiful when he first saw her, but he had only figured out the reason when they had chatted last night.

An Rongrong used to wear silver muslin, which was noble and inviolable, in line with the image of the Su family’s number one beauty.

This time, it was changed to a red muslin for good luck.

In An Rongrong’s own words, she said, ” Ice and fire can’t coexist, so she wore a red muslin to match the fiery red of the Fire Calamity to counter Frost

Monarch’s icy white. ”

Xia Ji laughed for a long time, until the Eldest Princess ‘face turned red.

His thoughts turned.

An nour later.

He had only absorbed one-third of the Demon Fire Seed.

An Rongrong’s forehead was covered in sweat, and she looked extremely careful.

Xia Ji suddenly opened his eyes and gripped the hilt of his saber.

He heard some movement in the distance.

It wasn’t the sound of fire demons running, but the sound of horse hooves.

Xia Ji stood up, but the sound of hooves did not come in their direction. Instead, it was like a flood that had reached a fork in the road. It suddenly split up and circled around them like a formation. After a long time,

A flood dragon horse trod on the snow,

The cavalryman was one of Frost Monarch’s 5,000 cavalrymen.

The cavalryman stopped in front of the air shield. “Mister Feng, the Emperor asked me to pass you a message.”

“Speak.”

“Teacher values friendship, so I will give Teacher a chance to repay this friendship. You’re welcome.”

After saying this, the cavalryman turned around and left on his horse. He could be considered the messenger before the two armies clashed.

Su Bingxuan had the existence of a wood-type demon, so his control over this area had already reached the extreme.

The biggest characteristic of the tree demon was that all the plants in an area were its eyes and ears.

The tree demon on Mount Meru’s ninth summit was one, and so was this great demon.

However, the tree demon of Mount Meru was clearly far inferior to this great demon.

Xia Ji didn’t even need to think about what Frost Monarch meant, because he had already seen it.

There were three lone peaks surrounding this fire hugging area. At this moment, each lone peak was already filled with armored soldiers.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sky full of fire arrows crossed thousands of meters and shot over.

Xia Ji had talked to Ning Xiaoyu before and knew that the art of war was different from martial arts. Su Bingxuan’s subordinates clearly had generals who were proficient in the art of war.

However, a rocket of this level was not enough.

Xia Ji didn’t move. He just released his Qi, and the fire arrows that filled the sky instantly shattered and scattered. Then, he quickly scanned the surroundings and vaguely saw some strange movements on the three mountains. Clearly, the fire arrows were just an appetizer, reminding him that they were coming.

“We can’t be so passive. However, he could not go too far away. There are three peaks. No matter which one I go to, the remaining two will be ambushed.”

Most importantly, I can’t reveal my eleventh level avatar, nor can I use the Tathagata Prayer Beads.

What should he do?

Xia Ji glanced at An Rongrong.

The Eldest Princess clearly sensed the situation outside. She tried to speed up the absorption of the fire flow, but it was impossible. Anxious appeared on her face. She knew that Feng Nanbei was powerful, but this wasn’t something that could be solved by being powerful. The enemy’s attack range was too far, and they were using military tactics. Feng Nanbei also needed to protect himself and couldn’t go too far.

She became more and more anxious.

“I’m here.”

Xia Ji comforted him before looking down at the two divine weapons at his waist.

These two divine weapons had already awakened their intelligence and were connected to his mind. They could also receive his power. They could be said to be his moving bodies.

Xia Ji suddenly clapped his hands.

He pulled out the white saber, Clouds and Mist for Ten Thousand Miles, and the condensed mist dispersed like a pure white meteor hitting the ground. Everything turned white in an instant and expanded rapidly in all directions.

Pa!

The white saber was pressed to the ground.

Many more rockets flew in the sky, but this time, they all missed.

Fire demons don’t need sight, but you guys do. ”

Xia Ji flipped his hand again.

Whoosh!

The black saber, Thunder Fire, was unsheathed.

With endless lightning arcs, he rose up against the heavens.

Felice hovered in midair.

With a flip of his hand, fog filled the sky and lightning filled the sky.

A soft voice entered Xia Ji’s ears.

“Buddha, how do we fight?”

“Strike them.”

“It’s winter here, and there’s not enough electricity in the sky. I can’t produce much lightning. In the past, I never went out during winter.”

At this moment, another playful child’s voice was heard. “‘Weak chicken..”