Each of her moves was powerful, but not very offensive to Qu Bulin, who was also an emperor, and she has not been able to really hurt Qu Bulin so far.

"Emperor Hange, in just five days, you are already unable to do it?"

"Back then, Emperor Xiaoyao fought with me for more than a month before he died. It seems that you are far inferior to him."

Qu Buyin's arrogant laughter rang out all around, and the demonic energy in the blink of an eye transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-tall, angry-looking Dharma image, which rushed towards Su Qingqiu in the biting cold.

Su Qingqiu was still neither afraid nor panicked. He put two fingers together and summoned a thousand-foot ice cone to stab the Dharma image.

Just as it was about to be pierced, the Dharma image turned into countless skeletons and rushed towards Su Qingqiu through the ice cones.

Su Qingqiu's expression changed slightly and he stepped back, but unfortunately he was still pierced through by the black skeletons like a rainstorm.

This kind of attack would not cause much damage to her body, but it could greatly shake her soul. Every time Su Qingqiu was hit by a black skull, her face became paler and her movements gradually became slower.

Qu Bushin wanted to press on with his victory, but suddenly he felt a stagnation of strength in his body, and a feeling of being powerless.

"What's going on?"

Qu Bushin felt doubtful. Although the feeling was not strong, he was the body of an emperor. This situation would not have been possible without external influence.

"Is this some secret method of this woman?"

Qu Bulin secretly felt disdainful. This secret method could indeed affect him, but it was far from enough to help Su Qingqiu turn defeat into victory.

Qu Bulin's pause for a moment allowed Su Qingqiu to recover from the black skeleton's attack.

The two men once again displayed their magical powers and fought together. Black fog and frost continued to interweave back and forth between heaven and earth.

As the battle became more brutal, Su Qingqiu, who was inferior in skills, became weaker and weaker, and gradually became unable to cope with the situation.

Although Qu Bushin's attack seemed fierce, he was actually weaker than Su Qingqiu's. The power in his body seemed to be blocked, making it extremely difficult for him to launch an attack.

At present, Qu Bushin can only use 70% of his full strength, otherwise he would have completely defeated Su Qingqiu.

"Impossible, what kind of secret method is this?"

Qu Bushin was internally shocked and suspicious. He had thought it was just a trivial trick that was not worth mentioning. He did not expect that the feeling of being powerless not only continued to affect him, but was also becoming increasingly stronger.

You must know that Qu Bushin is a great emperor. There are not many people in the heavens and all realms who can limit the power of a great emperor silently.

Considering the difficulty Su Qingqiu was fighting, it was impossible for him to be cast with such incredible magic on him without him realizing it.

"Well, even if his power is restricted, Su Qingqiu will not be my opponent."

Qu Bushin gritted his teeth and didn't think much. Now he was in a life-and-death battle with Su Qingqiu and he couldn't lose his composure. The most urgent task was to kill Su Qingqiu first.

Facing Qu Bulin's fierce attack, Su Qingqiu seemed to be restricted by some magic and became increasingly powerless.

Even so, Su Qingqiu remained calm and said in a cold voice: "Qu Buyin, it seems that you are not very strong. The power of the Demon Emperor is just a false name."

"ridiculous!"

Qu Bushin's voice was filled with anger, and he transformed into a nine-headed dragon and pounced towards Su Qingqiu.

Su Qingqiu is not as good as Emperor Xiaoyao. If his power was not restricted, he would have killed him in the illusion long ago.

Su Qingqiu's eyes changed slightly, he stepped back, raised his hand and shot an extreme frost at the nine-headed demon dragon.

The frost condensed into substance, enough to freeze the space and instantly lower the temperature of the fantasy world by a level.

Unfortunately, Qu Bulin’s nine-headed dragon is even stronger, and the mere frost cannot have much impact on him.

"Die!"

The nine-headed demon dragon opened its bloody mouth, trying to tear Su Qingqiu to pieces.

At this moment, a beam of light suddenly appeared from the void and hit the nine-headed dragon's chest squarely.

The seemingly weak and ordinary beam of light instantly dissipated the aura of the nine-headed demon dragon, weakening its power by a level.

Qu Bushin quickly turned into a demonic mist and dissipated to avoid being counterattacked by Su Qingqiu who was so close.

"Who? Who on earth is it?!"

Qu Bushin's angry roar spread throughout the fantasy world, but received no response.

Su Qingqiu's figure stopped in the air, and he was quite confused.

If someone hadn't helped her fight off the nine-headed dragon just now, if she had taken the attack head-on, she would have been seriously injured if not killed.

At this point, no matter how dumb Qu Bu Lin was, he could sense that something was wrong.

He was no longer in a hurry to attack Su Qingqiu, but quickly thought about who was hiding in the corner.

Various possibilities flashed through Qu Bulin's mind, and finally settled on the scene of his meeting with Jiang Zhige yesterday, and Jiang Zhige's strange gesture of patting his shoulder.

Although it is possible that other emperors made a move in secret, only a supreme demon emperor like Jiang Zhige, who is omnipotent and knows everything, could silently cast a spell to restrict his power.

"It's him? Why?"

Qu Bulin suddenly felt a chill in his heart and his hair stand on end.

If this was Jiang Zhige's intention, even if he could defeat Su Qingqiu today, he would definitely not escape death.

Could it be that Jiang Zhige had no intention of winning him over, but instead regarded him and the Wanluo Realm as serious threats, and wanted to use Su Qingqiu to get rid of him?

Or did Jiang Zhige actually have other plans, from the beginning No , Jiang Zhige's reasons were not important to Qu Bulin at all.

He has spent half his life working for revenge. Now that he dies today, the past will be gone like smoke, and it will be meaningless to worry about it any more.

"I, Qu Bulin, have endured all my life and finally gained the trust of Gong Liang Xiwen to become the Great Emperor. Now, my blood feud has not been avenged and I am going to die here?"

"How pathetic! How pathetic!"

Qu Bulin's laughter, filled with sadness and hatred, resounded throughout the world, and just listening to it made people feel heartbroken.

Although Su Qingqiu knew that something was fishy, ​​she was still too weak to think about it. She took advantage of Qu Bushin's distraction and summoned thousands of ice swords to stab him.

"You dare?"

"It's just that the great way is not equal. You are a fake emperor who barely entered the country. Even if you die today, I will make you buried with me!"

Qu Bushin was even more angry, and once again transformed into a nine-headed demon dragon and roared towards the sky.

"In my name, I will offer a blood sacrifice to the heavens!"

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, and the devilish fog filled every corner of the fantasy world.

A pair of blood-red pupils comparable to the sun and the moon emerged in the magic fog. Even though Su Qingqiu was an emperor, he still felt a sense of fear deep in his blood.

Jiang Zhige, who was hiding in the dark, felt a sudden sinking of heart. He thought that his two helping hands were enough to save Su Qingqiu's life.

I never expected that Qu Bushin would be so crazy that he could escape but he wanted to drag Su Qingqiu to be buried with him.

Just when Jiang Zhige was about to show up to rescue, Su Qingqiu suddenly smiled, and her smile was a little cold.

"False Emperor."

"Qu Bulin, since I, Su Qingqiu, became emperor, you are the first person who dares to address me like this."