"The world of great contention? It's really a wolf's ambition! Is it possible that in your eyes, the heavens and the world are only one life?"

Su Qingqiu looked gloomy and did not mean to escape.

Previously, her unwillingness was not because she was unwilling to die, but because she was unwilling to kill Jiang Zhige.

"If you don't go, then die."

Jiang Zhige was too lazy to speak, he raised his hand and shot Su Qingqiu a terrifying demonic energy.

Seeing this, Su Qingqiu no longer hesitated, the mighty emperor swept the Beili Holy Land, and a pattern of the Tao of Heaven appeared in front of him to block the demonic energy.

Seeing that the two emperors were at war, the generals of Bei Li knew that if they stayed where they were, they would also be killed by the aftermath.

It's a pity that no matter how many of them they are, they are just moths to the flames, just like Su Qingqiu couldn't touch Jiang Zhige's ice, all of them turned into powder and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Jiang Zhige's face remained calm, witnessing the righteousness of thousands of powerful people who died generously, as if they were annihilated.

When it was late Xia's turn, Jiang Zhige showed impatience, and rarely shot him away.

With this palm down, Wan Xia flew tens of thousands of miles upside down on the spot, and fell on the border of the North Li Holy Land, unable to move again, and his whole body was broken and difficult to heal.

Jiang Zhige sighed inwardly, he couldn't let everyone go, but at least he could keep Wan Xia alive who had seen him a few times.

After fighting for hundreds of moves, Su Qingqiu gradually fell behind, but Jiang Zhige was still able to handle it with ease, obviously not doing his best.

Su Qingqiu knew that he was not an opponent, so he got rid of the offensive and retreated a thousand meters away.

Jiang Zhige did not pursue him, and looked at Su Qingqiu with great interest.

Su Qingqiu's face was extremely ugly, and he said solemnly: "Jiang Zhige, I admit that you are very strong. If you can take my trick again, you will kill or kill you."

She could see that after fighting for hundreds of rounds, she still hadn't suffered serious damage. It wasn't because of her own strength that Jiang Zhige was playing tricks on him with a cat-and-mouse mentality.

"Fairy Wood"

"Go ahead."

Jiang Zhige stood still and didn't take her seriously.

Seeing this, Su Qingqiu snorted coldly, and the Dao patterns all over his body transformed into countless birds and beasts.

In an instant, the Beili Holy Land showed a trend of auspiciousness and extreme cold, thousands of icy blue birds and beasts ran, and solemn and wise voices echoed between the heavens and the earth.

"Get up!"

Following Su Qingqiu's voice, the sky above Beili Holy Land glowed with a dazzling light, and the earth roared with a thumping sound.

Jiang Zhige's eyes flickered slightly, this kind of power already surpassed Bei Li Jue, who killed Qu Buyi.

After the formation of the formation, Su Qingqiu's body has turned into nothingness, but a faint blue shadow full of holy breath, and the power of the source of the Dao that makes the universe surrender to the whole body is circulating.

"Beili is not night and the moon is a thousand miles away, and there are thousands of ways of selflessness in heaven and earth."

"The evils of the world are not as good as this, and it is difficult for an emperor to break the dust."

"Take the cold as a world of song town, if the edict is not successful, it will not go to the grave."

"..."

There are bursts of chanting and weeping, and the poetry and ballads of the Dao Sanskrit are wandering between heaven and earth.

Jiang Zhige tried to interrupt in the middle, but found that the power in his body was tightly bound, and his body was also trapped by the formation, even if he used magic energy to no avail.

After a while, Su Qingqiu suddenly opened his eyes and released a pious but extremely terrifying power.

Jiang Zhi-Gorton felt all over his body, and his bones rattled.

There is only pure power, without any substantive attack, but even his body of a great emperor is constantly being beaten like soft gold and iron.

The power was still multiplying rapidly, Jiang Zhige went from having difficulty straightening his spine, to bleeding all over his body and separating his flesh and blood.

Boom! ! !

The power suddenly soared for unknown reasons, and instantly crushed Jiang Zhige to the ground, leaving only a puddle of blood.

If you look at it from above, you can see that although the power is insubstantial, it has flattened Jiang Zhige's entire body for thousands of miles. The glaciers and icebergs are nowhere to be seen, and only a concave circular sky pit remains.

Such power is only in the Beili Holy Land, where the spatial order surpasses the three major gods, but in the lower plane, this blow can annihilate a galaxy, making the space collapse and become chaos.

Su Qingqiu returned to his human body, and his body was unbalanced and fell to the ground.

She struggled to stabilize her footsteps and did not let herself fall to the ground on the spot. When she looked at Jiang Zhige's pool of blood, her eyes were a little desperate and desolate.

In the bloody water, it was still full of vitality, and it looked terrible, but it was actually more alive than living people.

"That's right, it can actually hurt me. If I do it a few more times, I'll be a little overwhelmed."

The blood was reshaped into Jiang Zhige's original form in the blink of an eye, and he still looked indifferent, still unscathed.

Su Qingqiu smiled bleakly, how many times? How is it possible to come again.

This is the stunt Beili Hange that she can perform only by mobilizing the source of the spiritual realm in the Beili Holy Land. She also arranged the Shangyu Wanli Great Array in advance to block Jiang Zhige's action. With such a full-strength blow, it only destroyed Jiang Zhige's body and did not hurt him. and the source.

Before the battle, Su Qingqiu thought that he could barely have a 10% chance of winning, but at this time it seemed that there was not even a single chance.

In front of Jiang Zhige, Su Qingqiu, who is also the Great Emperor, can only be regarded as having a chance to make a move, and at least five of her can be called an opponent.

"Such Taoism and law are really ridiculous, and being an emperor is just a drop in the ocean."

Su Qingqiu sighed in the sky, she couldn't raise her fighting spirit, she just wanted to die quickly.

Jiang Zhige stepped towards Su Qingqiu, shook his head and said, "Tao and Dharma are nothing more than swords, spears, swords and halberds for us, so why question them?"

"Although you are both great emperors, your Taoism is uneven, and I happen to be special, which causes these gaps."

His remarks seemed to be pretentious, but in fact he was really reminding Su Qingqiu.

Jiang Zhige didn't really want to kill Su Qingqiu at all. If Su Qingqiu's fighting spirit collapsed because of this, even if he didn't die today, he would be greatly affected in the future and become a real fake emperor.

Su Qingqiu's expression was slightly stagnant when he heard the words, and then he sneered: "Are you telling me that your specialness is above the Taoism?"

Although she was sarcastic, she lost her previous slump.

Jiang Zhige is right, the Great Emperor is indeed the truth of the Dao, and the Grand Primordial of the universe is just a confrontation between two emperors, and there will eventually be a distinction between high and low.

Jiang Zhige didn't refute either, he walked to Su Qingqiu and quietly stared at this slightly embarrassed peerless face.

Su Qingqiu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he raised his palm and pierced Jiang Zhige's heart.

Jiang Zhige didn't dodge or dodge, and let Su's hand pierce his heart without any wavering on his face.

With an immortal body, he could be reborn from a drop of blood as early as he entered the holy realm. Now, with the body of the great emperor, this kind of ordinary attack, even if he was cut by a thousand knives, would be like a mosquito bite.

Su Qingqiu's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice, "If you want to kill, kill, don't humiliate people!"

In the eyes of the Great Emperor, a bad look is already the greatest provocation and humiliation.