Chapter 1171: Goodbye evil emperor

In this world that was about to collapse, Zhang Ziling found Jiang Ziya.
At this moment, Jiang Ziya was sitting next to the unconscious teenager Ne Zha, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was waiting for something.
"You are here." Suddenly, Jiang Ziya opened his eyes and said to the air.
Zhang Ziling just looked at Jiang Ziya calmly, without saying anything. .
Jiang Ziya exudes a peculiar spiritual power, and this is the only real spiritual power that Zhang Ziling perceives in this illusion.
Jiang Ziya didn't turn his head to look at Zhang Ziling, but used his spiritual power to drag Nezha up and let him quietly float in the air.
"Devil Emperor, can you come and sit down?" Jiang Ziya suddenly said again.
Hearing Jiang Ziya's words, the corner of Zhang Ziling's mouth rose slightly, and he walked over directly, sitting on the opposite side of Jiang Ziya unceremoniously, leaving the young Nezha quietly suspended between them.
"As expected, someone who has mastered the law of time can talk to me even in illusions." Zhang Ziling chuckled, "Let's meet again, evil emperor."
"I am not an illusion." The evil emperor shook his head, and then gently waved his hand. A chessboard appeared in front of the two of them, "Come on? The time is just right."
"You are black."
"I should hold the black." The evil emperor chuckled, holding the black child down.
"So, in what form do you exist now?" Zhang Ziling fell down with Baizi, looking at the evil emperor and asked.
"The me of this era has always existed in the Temple of Time, and the illusion of living in this era is waiting for your arrival." The evil emperor said leisurely, "Although the fellow God did not listen to my arrangements to go to the Demon Realm privately, but it is good Yes, you still came in."
Behind him, the battle between King Zhou and the saints burst out with dazzling brilliance.
"So, even this Temple of Time was specially built by you, waiting for me to come over?" Zhang Ziling looked at the evil emperor and chuckled, "Is the lord in their mouth you also?"
The evil emperor did not deny this.
The two were fighting with each other fiercely on the chessboard. The path of terror was contained in the chess pieces, as if the nebula was changing.
"I thought for a long time. It's best to let Nezha lead you over. After all, he is also a tragic figure." The evil emperor said lightly, "Thousands of years are just a blink of an eye to me. The layout is still easy for me, and I don’t need to think about it."
Snapped!
Zhang Ziling fell to Baizi, blocking the evil emperor's retreat.
"So, if you let me come here, is it just for me to see King Zhou?"
"Well, how do you feel about him?" The evil emperor asked with a smile, but the army on the chessboard showed no mercy to Zhang Ziling's Baizi.
Zhang Ziling stopped the evil emperor's offensive, and then whispered: "Interesting person."
The evil emperor raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Where is the fun?"
"You know." Zhang Ziling stared at the situation on the chessboard, then said.
"But you don't know." Zhang Ziling suddenly fell into a disadvantage when the evil emperor settled down.
Seeing that he had fallen into a downwind, Zhang Ziling thought for a while, brushed his sleeves and pulled the situation back.
Black and white on the chessboard.
"I don't have much interest in him for the time being." Zhang Ziling's tone became colder, "Where is Zi You?"
"I am her master."
"I am her brother, and I don't admit that she has you as a master."
The black and white fight is getting more and more fierce.
"But in fact, Zi You's soul is still in my hands." The evil emperor looked at Zhang Ziling, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Little girl is cute and tight."
Click!
A crack appeared in the white piece in Zhang Ziling's hand. After a while, the crack on the piece slowly disappeared and landed on the chessboard.
"So, how did King Zhou get the origin of the cause and effect?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyes to look at the evil emperor and asked.
"You have to be clear... The law of the three thousand great avenues on the earth derives will, and the great avenues are full of origin, but it has nothing to do with me."
"Is it him?" Zhang Ziling looked at King Zhou in the distance with some surprise. At this moment, more than a dozen saints were already in danger, and they had done their best to resist King Zhou's offensive.
The evil emperor smiled, and did not answer Zhang Ziling.
However, Zhang Ziling already understood.
After the two played chess quietly for a while, the evil emperor suddenly spoke again, looked at Zhang Ziling and asked, "After reaching the top, do you still pursue it?"
"Have."
Zhang Ziling fell, and the chessboard situation suddenly became the upper hand, killing Heizi in a losing streak.
After landing, Zhang Ziling looked at the evil emperor and whispered: "Find your deity and kill you again."
Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, the evil emperor was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dumbfounded, and shook his head and said, "You really look like you..."
The two fell silent again, like close friends, quietly playing chess.
Every step the opponent takes, he can see through.
"you lose."
In the end, the evil emperor made a lore, looked at Zhang Ziling and said with a smile.
At this moment, the evil emperor no longer looked like an old man, but completely turned into a young man, looking similar to Zhang Ziling's age, and his heroic spirit was pressing.
Zhang Ziling looked at the evil emperor calmly, without saying a word.
King Zhou had already solved all the saints, and Zhou Jun was at stake.
"It's been a long time since I played chess so happily, I am very happy." The evil emperor stood up and stretched out his hand to grab Nezha who was still suspended in the air, and turned and walked towards Songcheng.
"It's almost time. Then I'll take care of King Zhou. I won't send it." The evil emperor waved Zhang Ziling on his back.
Zhang Ziling looked at the back of the evil emperor with the young Ne Zha walking away, his eyes gradually became deep.
"Did I lose?" Zhang Ziling looked at the messy chessboard in front of him, his mouth slightly raised.
"Maybe..."
Zhang Ziling stood up, regardless of the chessboard, and walked towards Chaoge City.
The chessboard and chess pieces behind Zhang Ziling gradually disappeared.
But I don't know when, in an inconspicuous corner of the chessboard that was about to disappear, a white piece was added.
It was also the white child that squeezed the throat of the black chess dragon who was about to win, and dragged it into the abyss of defeat.
"Eh? Are you back? That King Zhou is so powerful, none of them are his opponents!" Nezha, standing on the city wall, saw Zhang Ziling appear next to him, and shouted again and again, with excitement in his eyes.
The powerful Nezha of King Zhou was truly in his eyes, and now Nezha had no idea how King Zhou was defeated.
After all, the result of this war was Zhou Jun's victory.
Moreover, the King Zhou that Nezha saw when he woke up was not as energetic as he is now.
"Yeah." But Zhang Ziling just answered Nezha flatly, then looked at King Zhou in the sky and stopped talking.
Nezha obviously didn't expect Zhang Ziling to react like this, and the whole person was slightly surprised, very curious about what Zhang Ziling did just now.
"Hahaha! All waste! All waste!"
King Zhou's arrogant laughter echoed in the sky, and the horrible momentum suppressed the sages.
Nezha's attention was once again attracted by King Zhou, and he quickly looked towards the sky.
The King Zhou at this moment was like a king over the world, making everyone present breathless.
And when the faces of all the saints were desperate, a red glow came straight from the sky and penetrated King Zhou's chest with lightning speed.
Blood red blooms.
King Zhou stared at the blood hole in his chest, his eyes were incredible.
Behind King Zhou, the young Nezha slowly appeared, stepping on the hot wheel, holding a fire-tip spear, and blood dripping from the spear tip.
Huntianling and Qiankun circle surrounded Nezha, with a terrifying breath.
Everyone present was stunned.