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

"Switch your moves?"

Li Zhoujun looked at the Central Emperor and smiled, "It seems that this is not necessary."

"Why?" The Central Emperor frowned.

"There's a saying that goes 'Catch the leader first to catch a thief.'" Li Zhoujun said with a slight smile on his face.

"Emperor Qing, do you mean that we should attack the Moshan Painting Immortal first?" Emperor Beichen asked in surprise.

"Although the Moshan Painting Immortal claims that he is not an ancient saint, the strength he has demonstrated is far superior to that of a half-step Taoist saint. Qingdi, are you serious?"

The Central Emperor said in a serious tone.

"What the Central Emperor said is true. If we anger the Painting Saint Moshan, we will all die!" said Emperor Xuannan.

Mu Zhenhuang laughed: "You said it as if you would be able to survive even if the Green Emperor didn't attack Mo Shan Hua Xian. Mo Shan Hua Xian said that among us, only one person can survive. Why do you think you can beat the Green Emperor and the Central Emperor and survive to the end?"

"Then you won't survive either." Emperor Xuannan snorted.

"I didn't say I could survive to the end, so I think Qingdi's suggestion is good." Mu Zhenhuang said.

Emperor Xuannan's mouth twitched, unable to refute.

at the same time.

Moshan Huaxian, who was watching all this secretly, showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Attack her?

Why doesn't she believe it?

Although she is not an ancient saint, she has the strength of a first-grade Taoist saint.

A group of ants might not even be able to find her location, right?

However, at this time, Li Zhoujun did not continue to talk nonsense with everyone.

At this time, Li Zhoujun chose to be 50-50 with the entire painting community.

In an instant, a terrifying aura, as vast as the ocean, gushed out from Li Zhoujun's body, as if an ancient sage had appeared in person.

"First-grade Dao Saint realm?!"

Mo Shan Huaxian in the dark, as well as the Central Emperor, Xuannan Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Mu Zhenhuang, and Liu Laoxian who were beside Li Zhoujun, all widened their eyes in shock, full of disbelief when they felt the aura coming from Li Zhoujun.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun's three thousand black hair moved in the wind, his green shirt fluttered, his eyes were like a god, he inspected the Western Zhou Dynasty, stars were flowing in his eyes, almost instantly, he locked onto the location of Moshan Huaxian.

After locking onto the location of Moshan Huaxian, Li Zhoujun's gaze became as sharp as a torch, and the divine eye on his forehead suddenly opened, like the pupil of heaven and earth, changing the situation in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, countless thunders exploded between heaven and earth, deafening. They were like the rage of the Great Dao, and they rushed towards Mo Shan Hua Xian with such momentum that no one could stop them.

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire world in the painting was trembling at the power of Li Zhoujun.

"How can it be?!"

Moshan Huaxian, who had been high above and looking down upon all the ants calmly like a god, could no longer maintain his previous composure in the face of Li Zhoujun's sudden attack.

Facing the thousands of thunders that contained terrifying power and were attacking her, Moshan Huaxian could feel that Li Zhoujun's strength was no less than her own.

In desperation, Moshan Huaxian had to mobilize the power of the entire painting world to compete with Li Zhoujun.

The Painting Immortal Mo Shan spread out a white palm, and the power of the world in the painting seemed to be summoned. In an instant, it gathered into a vortex in the Painting Immortal Mo Shan's white palm.

The huge statue that had previously fought with the Central Emperor also, at this moment, turned into a world in the painting, and became one of the countless forces surging towards Mo Shan Huaxian's palm.

Seeing thousands of thunders roaring and whistling towards her, Mo Shan Hua Xian violently swung her slender arms. The power gathered in her palms, like a tiger out of a cage, roared and crashed into the thousands of thunders coming towards her.

At this moment, the entire world in the painting was shaking. Thousands of thunders collided with the power in the palm of Moshan Painting Immortal. The terrifying air wave that erupted tore through the void, as if to swallow up everything.

"What a terrifying power!" The Central Emperor looked solemn.

If this power was directed at him, he would surely die even if he was a half-step Taoist Saint.

"This Qing Emperor is actually a Taoist Saint?!"

Emperor Xuannan looked at Li Zhoujun's back, his green shirt fluttering in the wind, with lingering fear in his eyes. He was glad that Li Zhoujun only destroyed his ancient magic weapon instead of taking his life.

"Tsk..." Emperor Beichen smacked his lips at this time, "Good fellow, it turns out that Emperor Qing was just playing house when he fought with me before."

Mu Zhenhuang looked at Li Zhoujun who had taken action, his eyes full of excitement.

Liu Laoxian patted his chest and secretly reminded the old man to stay calm.

But in fact, Liu Laoxian's heart was still turbulent.

Since the ancient times, another Taoist saint has appeared. The pattern of the Central Continent is about to be completely rewritten!

When all movement stops.

Moshan Huaxian appeared in front of everyone with a dark face.

Although she had previously taken on Li Zhoujun's thousands of thunders, her body was also forced out by Li Zhoujun.

"After Qin Tianyi, no more Taoist saints are allowed to appear in the Central Continent. Why are you still active in the Central Continent?!" Mo Shan Huaxian asked Li Zhoujun in confusion.

"You have a lot to do with my ability to be active in the Central Continent." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"What does it have to do with me?" Moshan Huaxian frowned, feeling confused about what Li Zhoujun said.

"Yes, what does it have to do with you?" Li Zhoujun chuckled.

Moshan Painting Fairy: “…”

"Okay, this matter has nothing to do with me for now, but you are so powerful that you can easily break free when I ask your soul to enter this place. Why did you still want to come in?" Mo Shan Huaxian asked again.

"To make you cry." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"what?!"

Moshan Huaxian's eyes widened. After hearing Li Zhoujun's abstract answer, he couldn't help but ask, "Do we know each other? Are you going to beat me up and make me cry?"

"I don't know you, but I'm going to beat you until you cry." Li Zhoujun said with a smile, "Or you can cry now, and I won't beat you until you cry."

Central Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Xuannan Emperor and others: "..."

The corners of Moshan Huaxian's mouth twitched at this moment, and then he sneered: "I don't cry that easily."

"Then I will beat you until you cry." said Li Zhoujun.

"Then come and beat me up and make me cry!"

Moshan Huaxian was also successfully angered by Li Zhoujun.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shan Huaxian's mind moved, and the power of the world in the painting gathered like a real dragon emerging from the sea, showing endless might, and finally condensed into towering mountains that connected into one piece, spanning the world, blocking out the sky and the sun, and then it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting, pressing down towards Li Zhoujun with great momentum.

This terrifying movement made the Central Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Xuannan Emperor, Mu Zhenhuang, Liu Laoxian and other ninth-grade Dao Emperors feel an unprecedented sense of oppression and their scalps tingled.

But facing this situation, Li Zhoujun remained in his green shirt, with a calm and composed look, as if nothing that happened could break Li Zhoujun's composure.

"I want to see what strength you have to make me cry!" Moshan Huaxian looked at Li Zhoujun, his eyes burning with anger, and that anger seemed to be about to burst out.