God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

It was as if he had changed into a different person, and looking at Xu Jie's still firm gaze, the direct disciple of the Holy Land also smiled with interest.

"It's a good state of mind, but it's a pity that some things cannot be changed by a firm state of mind."

"Continuing on from what I just said, you are curious about how I did it, right? This time I will go a little slower so that you can see it more clearly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's figure disappeared again, but this time it was indeed much slower than the previous two times.

Therefore, at the same time that the young man appeared, Xu Jie also turned his head.

"The response was good."

But nothing changed, Xu Jie was knocked out again.

"The most powerful thing about the emperor-level skills lies in some of the methods related to the emperor, such as the power of space."

"Of course, this is not the real power of space. After all, this is a power that can only be mastered by those who have truly reached the realm of the Great Emperor."

"However, by practicing Emperor Realm skills, you can still control some superficial skills, such as using space to move faster than body skills."

Listening to this disciple's explanation, Xu Jie was already extremely shocked. Is this the power of the emperor-level technique?

As for the disciples of the Holy Land, being able to practice such a technique is a sign of genuineness and a gap in background.

The situation was completely reversed, and this scene was not just here in Xu Jie, but also in the entire battlefield. Therefore, the overall battle situation seemed to have been changed in an instant.

The disciples of Qingtian Holy Land, including the elders, slowly gained the upper hand.

The faces of the people from all sides who had been observing the battle changed again at this time. Only Holy Lord Yunluo and Holy Lord Yaochi could remain calm.

After all, this was something that had been expected a long time ago. The level gap in skills and techniques was something that the current Daoist Sect could not make up for in any case.

Moreover, no one will show off the holy and emperor-level exercises and spells.

Even if Holy Master Yunluo and Holy Master Yaochi now have a good relationship with the Taoist Sect, it is impossible for them to pass on this level of skills and techniques.

This is the true foundation of the Holy Land, and it is also the reason why the Holy Land can always stand at the top of the human race.

Therefore, if Dao Yizong wants to truly take this step and become the leader of the Holy Land, it must defeat Qingtian Holy Land, and only then can the rear have such a foundation.

But no one knows whether Dao Yizong can do this.

At least for now, facing the huge gap between the level of Kung Fu and the level of spells, Dao Yizong disciples don't have a good way to solve it.

This is a frontal crush.

Xu Jie thought of many ways, but every time he made a move, he was easily blocked by this direct disciple, and then easily counterattacked.

Saint-level magic can't stop it, and Emperor-level skills can't break it at all.

Unconsciously, Xu Jie was covered in injuries.

Once again, he was knocked out, and this time, from different directions, Zhao Zhengping and Liu Shuang also flew upside down. The three of them collided fiercely in the air, and then fell to the ground.

"cough cough..."

He kept coughing up blood from his mouth and glanced at Zhao Zhengping and Liu Shuang. The situation was also very bad.

At the same time, the three direct disciples of Qingtian Holy Land who had originally fought against the three of them also stood side by side and looked at Zhao Zhengping and the others with a sneer.

"If nothing else, the vitality is indeed strong."

One of the female disciples sneered, hearing this, the other two also responded with smiles.

"Isn't this just right? It allows us to play for a while."

"I haven't encountered such an interesting toy in a long time."

"Haha, that's what junior brother said."

Facing the ridicule of the three people, Zhao Zhengping and the others stood up tremblingly, their bodies already stained red with blood.

After the battle, the three of them all understood that they underestimated the Holy Land too much.

I thought that Dao Yizong now had the strength to compete with the Holy Land, but they overlooked one thing.

The fact that the Holy Land has been able to stand at the top of the human race for so many years without anyone daring to challenge it is not just for the sake of prestige.

In many places, the gap between the Holy Land and other sects is huge.

At the moment, the three of them felt the difference between Dao Yizong and Holy Land most intuitively.

"Is this the Holy Land?"

Xu Jie said with a wry smile, "It's a lie to say that you are immune to attacks. With the same level of cultivation, the skills and techniques practiced by other people are of a higher level than yours, so they can crush you."

This is not talent, nor is it a problem of oneself, it is the gap between the two sides.

"So what about the Holy Land? At this point, there is no way out. We can only fight to the death."

"Elder brother is still as stubborn as ever, but this time I agree with you."

Hearing this, Xu Jie said with a smile.

Even though the three of them were already scarred, the fighting spirit in their hearts had not diminished until now.

Looking at the three Zhao Zhengping people who were also standing side by side, the three direct disciples of Qingtian Holy Land smiled.

Toys like this are interesting, aren’t they? It would be too boring if he died casually.

"It's interesting. I hope you can stick with it longer and make us happy for a while."

With that said, the three direct disciples launched an attack again, and Zhao Zhengping and the others didn't have the slightest idea and won directly.

Faced with the suppression of martial arts and spell levels, the three of them had no other choice but to fight head-on.

However, it was just a face-to-face encounter, and the result was still suppressed. However, at this moment, the monks from the major sects who had not taken action also joined the battlefield at this time.

Several young monks joined the battle to help Zhao Zhengping and the others fight against Qingtian Holy Land.

"Senior brother, I'll be here to help you."

"Oh, didn't a group of traitors take the opportunity to escape?"

"Do you think you can change anything just by relying on numbers?"

Even though they had the numerical advantage, the final result was that Zhao Zhengping, the others, and these young monks were severely knocked away.

"Cough cough......"

However, after a fierce battle, one of the direct disciples of the Holy Land was stabbed by Zhao Zhengping, but the wound healed quickly. This is how terrifying the emperor-level skills are.

It can cause harm to them, but their recovery ability is too strong, and it seems like it doesn't work at all.

"Are you going to lose?"

The few young monks who had just joined the battle were already despairing, with no hope of victory at all.

The current situation is simply unsolvable.

Only Zhao Zhengping and the others have not given up yet and have been thinking about how to crack it. But how to crack it?

Just when everyone was almost falling into despair, the familiar voice came from the gate of Wanyao Pass City.

"Offshore camp, offshore camp......"

Only the disciples of the Dao Sect could understand the meaning of these words. The eyes of Zhao Zhengping and the other two people instantly lit up. This was the voice of Junior Brother Changqing.

"Senior Brother, there may be a chance. The Holy Land has the foundation of the Holy Land, but our Taoist Sect also has the foundation of our Daoist Sect."

"Emperor level skills can regenerate a severed limb, but I don't believe it is without cost. There is always a limit, but we are different..."