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

now.

In the sea fog, the violently shaking ferry made the faces of everyone present on the ferry turn pale.

at the same time.

Li Zhoujun glanced at the creatures under the ferry, and saw clearly what the creatures under the boat were through the sea water that seemed to block people's eyes.

It was a huge shark. The ferry boat with a length of more than one hundred feet seemed a bit small on its body. The length of the ferry boat was only half of the shark.

As long as the giant shark is willing, it can overturn the ferry boat Li Zhoujun was riding in almost instantly.

But at this time, Li Zhoujun became interested.

The strength of this giant shark is not strong, it is about the strength of a sixth-rank saint. With such strength, it stands to reason that it is impossible to survive in this fog.

But Li Zhoujun couldn't think about anything else.

Because the giant shark at this time is ready to attack the ferry again.

Seeing this, Li Zhoujun immediately made a move. With a thought in Li Zhoujun's mind, the Aoxue Flying Sword, already an eighth-rank sage weapon, flew out of Li Zhoujun's body as a streamer, hovering in mid-air.

With the appearance of Aoxue Feijian.

Many of the monks present felt an extremely strong pressure in an instant, descending on themselves.

"Is that... an eighth-rank holy artifact?!"

A monk looked at Aoxue Feijian beside Li Zhoujun, his eyes widened.

"Eighth-rank saint tool, doesn't that mean that this person is an eighth-rank saint?" Someone said looking at Li Zhoujun's back.

At this time, the remaining five people from the Six Demons of Zhenmo all looked at Li Zhoujun's back with fear on their faces.

Just now they planned to move Li Zhoujun.

Fortunately, the fog came suddenly and interrupted their actions.

Otherwise, if you do anything to Li Zhoujun, an eighth-rank saint, you may die without knowing how to die!

"We are saved!"

At the same time, the monks on the ferry were relieved to see the presence of an eighth-rank saint.

"Go and solve the big guys below, is there no problem?" Li Zhoujun asked Aoxue Feijian.

With a movement of Aoxue Feijian, she excitedly expressed that there is no problem at all.

Immediately afterwards, Aoxue Feijian turned into a stream of light, cut through the fog, and flew into the bottom of the sea.

After a while, the torn pieces of the giant shark floated up, and the red blood also stained the sea area red.

"hiss!"

"The eighth-rank holy weapon is so terrifying. The giant beast in the sea fell without making any movement!"

Everyone on the ferry said excitedly after seeing this scene.

"I didn't expect to meet a powerful senior of the eighth-rank saint on the ferry. No matter how strong the person behind the sea fog is, this senior of the eighth-rank saint should be able to handle it."

At this moment, the guards around the girl in blue relaxed their tense expressions when they saw this scene.

Then Aoxue Feijian flew out and flew into Li Zhoujun's body again.

At this time, the rewards of the system were also issued.

[Ding: Congratulations to the host for completing the task, and reward the host with the Three Daoes of Chaos Qi that can make the Immortal Emperor sanctified! 】

Li Zhoujun asked curiously: "Isn't this thing said to be very rare, and it is occupied by major forces?"

[Ding: This system takes action, if there is no chaotic energy in Dao, it has to be shaken out by this system! 】

The system said proudly.

Li Zhoujun had to take a six-character alone, but now he can't use the chaotic energy, but he can give it to others.

"Jie Jie, eighth-rank saint?"

Suddenly, there was a piercing, scratching voice in the mist.

"Where is Xiao Xiao, who dares to block the emperor's way?" Li Zhoujun looked into the mist at this time, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Hey, remember that the person who stopped you was the devil owl saint from the Zhenmo Continent. This saint advises you, a little eighth-rank saint, not to be so arrogant. In front of the strength of this holy ninth-rank saint, you should defend yourself well. Bar."

At this time, in the mist, a burly figure in a black robe appeared in front of everyone. The face exposed under the black robe's hat was a mass of dense black air with countless eyes.

This appearance is creepy just by looking at it!

With the appearance of the demon owl saint, the faces of everyone on the ferry became ugly.

"Saint Demon Owl, why did he appear here!"

"Didn't he disappear thousands of years ago?!"

"It's over..."

At this moment, the monks on the ferry on the Zhenmo Continent showed almost despairing expressions after learning that the person who came was actually the Sage Demon Xiao.

After all, the demon owl saint is too terrifying.

It is said that every time he defeats a saint, he will dig out the eyes of that saint and sacrifice them to make his own eyes.

At this time, the demon sage stared greedily at Li Zhoujun's eyes.

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly and said, "How do you know, I want to give it a go?"

"Let's give it a go?" The demon sage was taken aback for a moment, then sneered and said, "You ants can try."

boom!

At the same time, Li Zhoujun was too lazy to talk nonsense with Saint Mo Xiao, so he shot directly, and punched Saint Mo Xiao in the face.

"Hehe, it's funny, a mere eighth-rank saint wants to shake my face, so what if I just stand here and receive a punch from you?"

In order to let Li Zhoujun know that he is strong, the demon sage, who felt desperate, planned to receive Li Zhoujun's punch directly with his face.

Li Zhoujun looked at the immovable demon sage, and was instantly happy.

At this time, Li Zhoujun had a [-]-[-] fight with the Demon Lord Saint, and gained the strength of the Demon Lord Saint. The Demon Lord received his punch with his face, which is simply looking for abuse!

But Li Zhoujun would not be polite to the Demon Lord.

When Li Zhoujun's fist gradually approached the face of the Moxiao saint, the Moxiao saint suddenly realized that something was wrong.

For an eighth-rank saint, why does the power of this punch feel a little bit wrong?

Before the punch hit him in the face, he already felt threatened!

But in desperation, Saint Mo Xiao had no time to make other defensive reactions, Li Zhoujun punched Saint Mo Xiao directly in the face.

boom!

A loud bang.

In the next moment, the face formed by the black air and countless eyes of Saint Demon Xiao changed into various shapes under the tremendous force of Li Zhoujun's punch, and his body also flew out uncontrollably.

This scene stunned everyone on the ferry.

When Li Zhoujun saw this scene, he also secretly thought that it was a pity that the fist that he and the demon sage had cultivated [-]-[-] did not kill the defenseless demon sage.

However, it is certain that the devil owl saint was seriously injured.

at the same time.

Saint Demon Xiao stabilized his figure, and then he looked at Li Zhoujun with a shocked face and said: "Damn it, you are actually a ninth-rank saint?! Could it be that you kid has been plotting against me from the beginning, and let me Let your guard down, you are such a deep city! If this saint hadn't changed his body structure, I might not be able to resist your punch!"