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

"You are presumptuous!" Liu Yanchang was furious when he heard the words.

The Floating Ginseng Demon Emperor is his faith. How dare a cat or a dog say such a thing so presumptuously, and the Floating Ginseng Demon Emperor dare not speak to him like that. What a dream, kid?

King Kui was also happy at this moment.

This Immortal Venerable is really reckless, who is the Floating Ginseng Devil Emperor?

That is the pinnacle powerhouse who is stomping his feet and can make the entire fairy world tremble. Although you are very strong as an immortal, but dare to say this, you are not purely looking for death, are you tired of living?

On the bright side of the fairy world, there are probably only two people who can say this, the first is Emperor Xuan, and the second is naturally Emperor Qing.

"You're presumptuous." Li Zhoujun glanced at Liu Yanchang, bringing the essence of a human repeater to the extreme.

"Looking for death!" Liu Yanchang was completely enraged by Li Zhoujun's behavior at the moment.

This kid really can't shed tears when he sees the coffin.

When the voice fell, Liu Yanchang's back was filled with monstrous devilish energy, and in the devilish energy, there were countless ghosts crying and howling, extremely ferocious.

Wearing a mask on the chariot, Nan Shuang'er, and a group of soldiers from the Silver War Legion saw their legs go weak.

It's not that they're spineless.

Rather, this fear comes from instinct, just like a cat seeing a mouse, the body is not under his control at all.

And Li Zhoujun looked at the angry Liu Yanchang, a smile appeared on his face, and then, Li Zhoujun burst into the realm of the eighth-rank immortal.

"Eighth Grade Immortal Venerable?!" Liu Yanchang, who was extremely angry at first, froze when he sensed Li Zhoujun's strength.

How could there be an eighth-rank high-grade immortal in the small broken dynasty of the Nandou Dynasty? !

"Well, Immortal Venerable, I'm sorry, I spoke a little louder just now, why don't I let the ghost in my magic mist dance for you to cheer you up?" Liu Yanchang looked at Li Zhou with a smirk on his face at this time Monarchy.

The sudden scene made the shadows in the magic fog behind Liu Yanchang, who were originally screaming ghosts and howling wolves, instantly quiet down.

We don't want to lose face?

"Jump." Li Zhoujun grinned.

"Okay, jump quickly!" Liu Yanchang turned his head and looked at the quiet ghosts behind him and scolded.

Hearing the words, the heavy shadows could only dance reluctantly.

Seeing the scene in front of him, King Kui opened his mouth to the size of an egg.

This is completely different from what he imagined!

Tier [-] Mozun, are you so shameless?

At the same time, King Kui suddenly trembled in his heart.

This green-clothed youth is an eighth-rank immortal, and even Liu Yanchang, who is a third-rank demon, has succumbed. Isn't he the one who offended the green-shirted youth? !

Thinking of this, King Kui's face instantly turned pale.

And at the same time.

Nan Shuang'er on the chariot, watching this extremely dramatic scene, didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Do you dare to imagine the scene of a group of vicious ghosts standing in place shaking their heads and twisting around?

And all of this is because of that handsome young man who is wearing a green shirt and is very powerful.

"Master Xianzun, are you satisfied?" Liu Yanchang asked Li Zhoujun with a smile on his face.

Although the righteous way and the evil way are fighting fiercely.

But Liu Yanchang still felt that saving his life was the most important thing right now.

After all, if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood, you can bend and stretch, you are a real man!

"You dance too." Li Zhoujun smiled at Liu Yanchang.

"It's too much." The smile on Liu Yanchang's face froze instantly.

But following Li Zhoujun, "Huh?"

Liu Yanchang didn't blush, and continued without a beat in his heart: "Master Xianzun, you are going too far, just me and my phantom dancing, how can it be exciting enough? Let the King Kui and his group of killers dance with him, so it will work." !"

King Que: "???"

A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. If you want me to jump, then I will jump!

As a result, a group of killers in black robes, led by the burly king Kui Wang with a vicissitudes of life, and Liu Yanchang with a sick face, twisted on the spot.

"A group of people dances like a twitch, not as good as a group of ghosts." Li Zhoujun's mouth twitched.

Liu Yanchang's heart behind the phantom: I thank you!

This scene made the soldiers of the Silver War Legion laugh wantonly.

Lord Hou, you can rest in peace!

Letting the treacherous and ruthless King Kui behave like this, I'm afraid it will make him feel worse than killing him!

Seeing this scene, Nan Shuang'er also smiled, but with a smile, she also clenched her fists.

If the young man in green shirt who appeared suddenly was not strong enough, he might have become the dead soul under the sword of King Kui long ago. How could this scene happen?

To put it bluntly, everything is about strength.

When there is strength, the weak can be made to act according to their own will.

Li Zhoujun glanced at Kui Wang, who was still twisting around, and said with a smile, "Another arrogant one?"

"Master Xianzun, I was wrong!" King Kui twisted his face, showing a smile uglier than crying.

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated!"

At this moment, a black-robed killer couldn't bear it any longer, roared angrily, and was about to explode himself.

However, Liu Yanchang, who was still dancing but had sharp eyesight and quick hands, slapped him directly into the ground. He couldn't die, and he didn't even need to be buried.

After doing all this, Liu Yanchang even showed a smile to Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun also smiled back at him.

Seeing this, Liu Yanchang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that my obedience has worked.

But at this moment, Li Zhoujun opened his mouth wide, took a sharp breath, and blew again.Eight 1 Chinese Network

The next moment, King Kui who was still dancing, a group of black-robed killers, and Liu Yanchang were all blown to pieces by Li Zhoujun in one breath, then blown away, and disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun also placed restrictions on them, so that their immortal souls could not escape from the physical body, but could only die with the physical body.

What happened, even Liu Yanchang didn't react, and Li Zhoujun blew up his internal organs in one breath, and flew into the sky.

This guy doesn't talk about martial arts!

One second he was still smiling, but the next second he made a move!

"Thank you, Senior, for your help!"

At this moment, Nan Shuang'er who was on the chariot came down, and led a group of soldiers of the Silver War Legion, and thanked Li Zhoujun.

"No thanks." Li Zhoujun said with a chuckle and glanced at the group of people.

To be honest, Li Zhoujun was just playing around just now, and saving them was actually just an unintentional act.

But at the same time.

Liu Yanchang, who was blown to the sky by Li Zhoujun, was dying, and saw a tall and straight figure in black standing on the cloud, looking at him with a speechless expression.

"Hall Master?!" Liu Yanchang's eyes showed disbelief.

This person seems to be the lord of their Blood Demon Slaughter Palace, the Floating Ginseng Devil Emperor!

At the same time, the Demon Emperor Floating Ginseng standing in the clouds swung Liu Yanchang to his side with a wave of his sleeves. As for King Kui who flew into the sky with Liu Yanchang and a group of killers, he didn't even take a look of.