In the world of cultivating immortals, people can have a 50/50 relationship with anyone

When Taoist Ming Gui's voice fell, he saw that he directly burned his real immortal body, and a fierce green flame burned on his body, and his whole body was like an evil spirit emerging from hell, rushing straight at Li Zhou Your location.

Li Zhoujun is not far away from him, not to mention that Taoist Minggui has really made up his mind at this moment, and he will try his best to hold Li Zhoujun back.

So just take a breath.

Taoist Ming Gui had already arrived in front of Li Zhoujun.

Even Emperor Hao didn't react.

After all, the underworld ghost Taoist can cultivate to the extreme in his escape technique, so his speed is naturally not too bad. Among the sixth-rank true immortals, he is definitely enough to be at the top, not to mention that he also burned his own body of a true immortal. The hourly speed is already comparable to that of a Seventh Rank True Immortal.

"Mr. Li, be careful!" Hao Huang could only remind him aloud at this moment.

Li Zhoujun was very helpless.

Is it so handsome that I am so hated by others?

However, at this time, Taoist Minggui showed a smug smile on his face: "Boy, do you want to kill the old man? Take the magic weapon from the old man? It's not that easy. Even if the old man dies, he will have to drag you. This city is as deep as the sea My old Yinbi!"

While talking, Taoist Ming Gui also started to act.

I saw one of his palms with green flames reaching straight for Li Zhoujun's heart.

"Really?" Li Zhoujun chuckled, raised his hand and punched out.

boom!

Daoist Minggui's palm collided with Li Zhoujun's fist, making a dull sound that shook the world.

"Are you also a sixth-rank true immortal?!"

Daoist Ming Gui widened his eyes in disbelief.

He originally thought that the cultivation base of a spiritual formation master should not be much higher.

Who would have thought that this young man is actually the same as him, both rank-[-] true immortals, and after the tricks, they are evenly divided!

But Emperor Hao seized this opportunity, and in a blink of an eye, he had already appeared beside Taoist Ming Gui, and raised his hand to grab his neck.

Seeing this, Taoist Minggui showed a look of horror in his eyes, but he still shouted: "Sooner or later, you will be like me, dead without a place to die..."

The voice has not yet fallen.

Emperor Hao had already grabbed the back of his neck, squeezed it lightly, and then made a click. In the eyes of Taoist Ming Gui, the vitality was gradually annihilated, and the green flame that was originally burning on his body quickly spread directly to his predecessor, burning himself into pieces. fly ash.

There is no benefit left after death, this is the last stubbornness of Taoist Ming Gui.

"Mr. Li, you have hidden your hand again, which made the old man worry about you before."

Emperor Hao shook his sleeves at this time, and looked at Li Zhoujun with a chuckle.

Although Emperor Hao was quite critical, it was actually just a joke among friends. After all, no one is obligated to tell you how many cards he has hidden. After all, this kind of thing is a matter of life.

Li Zhoujun smiled wryly and shook his head. After all, he really didn't want to do this. If an immortal emperor came, wouldn't he be unable to explain clearly?

very scary!

at the same time.

Gathered here in Nanzhou, hidden in the void among the powerful and transcending tribulation realms.

There was a figure in a black robe, trembling upright.

This person is the Ghost Lord who moved to Nanzhou not long ago.

He heard that there was a real fairy preaching, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity.

He thought to himself, if such a powerful person as a true immortal preaches, who would dare to be presumptuous in the lower realm?

The results of it.

No one in the lower realm is presumptuous.

But there are people coming from the goddamn fairy world!

At this moment, the ghost king really doubted himself for a while, whether he had stabbed the fairy nest.

How come wherever he goes, there will be immortal-level powerhouses fighting against each other?

But then again.

Gui Jun also had a little understanding during the fight between Taoist Ming Gui and the three real immortals.

As long as I find a better place to retreat this time without being disturbed by others, I will definitely be able to break through the tribulation realm!

While Ghost Lord was silently thinking about where to move next.

Emperor Hao and Li Zhoujun also came in front of Master Ziyun.

"Brother Ziyun, how is your injury?"

Emperor Hao asked with concern.

Master Ziyun smiled wryly and said: "It's okay, but it looks like it won't be able to ascend today. If it weren't for the presence of the two high-ranking true immortals, Ziyun might bring a great calamity to the entire Tianyuan world."

"Brother Ziyun, don't blame yourself too much. After all, there are still very few people like Taoist Minggui." Emperor Hao comforted.

"Let's hope." Master Ziyun said helplessly, how hopeful he is at the moment, this is a world without the sixth child.

If you fight head-on.

It doesn't matter if you die, after all, your skills are inferior to others, you can admit it

But if you are killed six times.

This is really uncomfortable, it can be said that you don't even know if you die, you don't even know who your opponent is, who is stronger or weaker than yourself.

But there is a saying that is good, join if you can't beat it.

Master Ziyun also made up his mind, this time when he goes back, he must immerse himself in studying this way.

Time flies, three days passed.

The thousands of living beings who had gathered in Ziyun Mountain also dispersed at this moment.

Because of the existence of Master Ziyun, naturally no one dared to approach Ziyun Mountain rashly.

After all, even if Master Ziyun performed unsatisfactorily in the battle three days ago.

But he is a real fifth-rank true immortal.

If it were them, let alone the palm of Taoist Ming Gui.

They might not be able to bear even the breath of Daoist Ming Gui.

And Li Zhoujun and Haohuang did not leave Ziyun Mountain in a hurry.

Instead, I waited again for three days.

Master Ziyun adjusted his state and ascended to the Immortal Realm smoothly before planning to leave Ziyun Mountain.

"Where is Mr. Li going next?" Emperor Hao asked Li Zhoujun with a smile.

"Naturally, it's a famous place in Nanzhou." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Hahaha, since this is the case, it seems that the old man can only return to Qingzhou alone." Emperor Hao said with emotion.

After the two talked for a while.

Emperor Hao took his leave and left here.

Li Zhoujun watched Haohuang leave.

It's time to get ready to go.

ten days later.

A refined and easy-going young man in a green shirt walked to a small lake and sat down.

"I'm tired, I need to take a good rest." The young man yawned, stretched himself, leaned against a nearby tree, and began to doze off.

This person is exactly Li Zhoujun who has been playing in Nanzhou for ten days.

At this time, Li Zhoujun seemed to be a mortal on the road, tired of walking, and took a nap here.

"Hey, how could there be mortals here?"

From the forest by the lake, three figures stepped out.

These three figures were a burly young man, a young man with a haughty face, and a young girl. They were all dressed in standard white clothes and carried the same long sword on their backs.

It is not difficult to guess from this outfit that the three of them are disciples of a sect of cultivating immortals.

And the person who spoke just now was the only girl among them.

The young girl looked pretty, but she looked much more stable than the two boys next to her.

"Senior Sister, let me let this guy go, otherwise this guy will continue to sleep here later, I'm afraid he won't know how he died." The burly boy turned his head and said to the delicate girl.