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

With the Huangfu Blade, Lin Maosen was dealt with.

The trial is still going on normally.

Everyone looked at the seat in awe, half-closed their eyes, like a young man in green shirt dozing off.

If there is no Emperor Qing, all of them present will probably fall into the hands of the Seven Demonic Sages.

"Is there any roast chicken?" At this moment, Li Zhoujun suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted towards the female disciple of Xingxiu Palace who was a temporary maid not far away.

"Ah?" The female disciple was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded in panic: "Master Qingdi, wait a moment, there are some!"

As soon as the words fell, the female disciple of Xingxiu Palace hurried to the back kitchen of Xingxiu Palace.

Xu Yisheng also quietly left the scene at this time.

At this moment, Xu Yisheng came to a star palace, a garden with singing birds and fragrant flowers.

A black Nine Nether Chicken crawled lazily on the ground.

Jiuyou Shenji seemed to have noticed Xu Yisheng's arrival, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "I said it all, my little brother Xi Fei has followed Ming Zu, who is a ninth-rank saint, and you are an eighth-rank saint. I must keep the Nine Serenities Divine Chicken of the seventh rank Saint Realm to follow you!"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter anymore, since you don't want to follow me, let's use it for the last purpose." Xu Yisheng laughed.

"What do you mean?" Suru was slightly taken aback.

In the next second, Xu Yisheng hit him with a fist the size of a casserole pot.

Sudome fainted on the spot.

Apparently it didn't understand, Xu Yisheng had taken some wrong medicine, he had been feeding himself with good food and drink all the time, why did he suddenly get used to it?

Obviously, Xu Yisheng wanted to roast the Nine Nether Chicken and give it to Emperor Qing.

After all, with Emperor Qing's status, how could it be possible to give him a roast chicken raised in captivity?

Just like that, Xu Yisheng came to the back kitchen of Xingxiu Palace with his beard.

Then, Xu Yisheng saw that female disciple was letting the kitchen prepare the spirit chicken that the disciples of Xingxiu Palace usually eat.

"Remove this ordinary roasted spiritual chicken. I will personally roast the Jiuyou Divine Chicken. Qingdi is a ninth-rank saint. If Qingdi is not happy with ordinary roasted spiritual chickens, I will wait for you." Let go of the blame." Xu Yisheng said.

When everyone in the back kitchen heard the words, they all hurriedly said yes.

Just when Xu Yisheng was plucking the feathers of the chicken, Jiuyou God Ji Xuliu woke up from the pain.

"What are you doing?!" Xu Liu yelled at Xu Yisheng with horror in his eyes.

"I'm going to roast you." Xu Yisheng said without thinking.

Suzuru: "..."

"I was wrong, can you give me a chance, I am willing to follow you!" Xuliu said quickly at this time.

It really didn't expect that Xu Yisheng would roast it by hand!

This terrifies it.

"You bitch, it's too late." After Xu Yisheng finished speaking, he punched Jiuyou Divine Chicken on the forehead again. The next moment, Jiuyou Divine Chicken Xuliu died violently on the spot.

After a while, Xu Yisheng handed the roasted Jiuyou Divine Chicken to the female disciple: "Send this roasted chicken to Emperor Qing, and there must be no mistakes on the way."

"Yes, Palace Master!" The female disciple responded quickly.

Then the female disciple sent the roast chicken to Li Zhoujun.

When Li Zhoujun took a bite of the roast chicken, his eyes widened in surprise, and he asked the female disciple, "What kind of roast chicken is this? Why does it taste so delicious?"

"The palace lord personally baked this for Lord Qingdi, and the ingredients are Jiuyou chicken." The female disciple said hastily.

"Jiuyou Divine Chicken?" Li Zhoujun was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of Mingzu's side, as if he was also following a Jiuyou Divine Chicken.

at the same time.

The Nine Nether Divine Rooster, which was dozing beside Ming Zu, suddenly shuddered.

"What's the situation, why am I shivering?!" Jiuyou Shenji said in a daze.

Suddenly, it thought of Li Zhoujun who was greedy for his body.

"Could it be that this kid is thinking about this God Chicken again?!" Jiuyou God Chicken turned pale with fright.

It wasn't until he looked at Ming Zu next to him that he felt a little relieved.

My ancestor is a ninth-rank saint, no matter how strong Qingdi is, it is impossible for him to be abducted and stewed in front of the ancestor, right?

The screen turns.

Constellation Palace, the trial time has passed.

During this period, there were also many trial participants who voluntarily recognized themselves from the trial field.

The top three on the battlefield of each level have also been determined.

Not surprisingly, Dong Qiuyue won the first place in the fourth-rank saint battlefield.

During this period, Dong Qiuyue also defeated Huang Daofeng, the son of Emperor Shenhuang.

But when everyone thinks that Dong Qiuyue has a good relationship with Emperor Qing, they are not surprised.

On Li Zhoujun's side, after seeing Dong Qiuyue come out, he didn't go up to say hello.

Leaving a doppelganger on Dongqiuyue.

Li Zhoujun found Xu Yisheng.

"Qingdi." Xu Yisheng said respectfully to Li Zhoujun.

"I still have some things to do. The woman named Dongqiuyue, please trouble Palace Master Xu to take care of it." Li Zhoujun said to Xu Yisheng.

Xu Yisheng said with a smile: "Qingdi has saved my life and the entire Xingxiu Palace, so Qingdi can rest assured about such a small matter."

"Thank you."

After the words fell, Li Zhoujun turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

When Dongqiuyue came out, she couldn't find Li Zhoujun's figure after looking for a long time, so she felt a little disappointed.

Xu Yisheng walked up to Dong Qiuyue at this time and said with a smile: "Girl, Emperor Qing has already left, you can accept the award at ease."

With the end of the trial.

What happened in the Constellation Palace also spread throughout the Shenfeng Continent.

"What, the Shenfeng Continent was attacked by the Seven Sages of the Demon Dao, and there was a ninth-rank saint behind him, but in the end they were all resolved by the famous Qing Emperor?"

"Is Emperor Qing a ninth-rank saint?"

"Yes, that Emperor Qing is a ninth-rank saint, and behind him stands a strong Tianzun. These are all I saw with my own eyes when I was watching the trial in the Xingxiu Palace!"

At this time, on the Shenfeng Continent, the waves were rough.

Emperor Shenhuang, after hearing that Emperor Qing turned out to be a ninth-rank saint, he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

Fortunately, he slipped away quickly at that time and didn't offend the Qing Emperor to death, otherwise he might not even have any scum left now!

This is not an exaggeration at all.

The ninth-rank saint made a move, and I was a seventh-rank saint, and I absolutely didn't have the slightest resistance. If I wanted to kill myself, it would be no different from holding a chicken!

At the same time when the discussion was fierce on the Shenfeng Continent, Emperor Shenhuang was afraid.

Li Zhoujun has already set off here, heading towards the next continent.

But this time, Li Zhoujun did not rely on his own strength to cross the barrier between the continents, but chose to cross the continent on a ferry built by a holy craftsman.

After all, Mr. Li Zhou was not in a hurry, and he happened to be on his way while looking at the scenery.

So at this time, Li Zhoujun has appeared on a huge ferry boat driving in the endless ocean.

Li Zhoujun stood on the edge of the deck of the ferry, looking at the sea leisurely.

At this time, on the ferry, there were several figures in the dark, who were constantly looking at those men and women who were dressed in fine clothes and had extraordinary temperament, including Li Zhoujun.