When Daoist's voice fell, I saw him directly burning his own real fairy body, and the incomparable green flames burned fiercely on his body, and his whole body was like an evil ghost emerging from The Underworld, rushing straight at Li Zhoujun location.
Li Zhoujun is not far away from him, not to mention that Daoist, the ghost ghost, has really made up his mind at this moment, and he will try his best to pull Li Zhoujun back.
So just take a breath.
The underworld ghost Daoist had already arrived in front of Li Zhoujun.
Even Emperor Hao didn't react.
After all, Daoist's escapism can be practiced to the extreme, and his speed is naturally not too bad.
Among the sixth rank true immortals, it is definitely enough to rank at the top, not to mention that he also burned his own true immortal body.
The speed is already comparable to that of a seventh-rank true immortal.
"Mr. Li, be careful!" Emperor Hao could only remind him aloud at this moment.
Li Zhoujun was helpless.
Is it so handsome that I am so hated by others?
However, at this time, Daoist, the underworld ghost, showed a smug smile on his face: "Boy, do you want to kill the old man? Take the Magic Treasures from the old man? How can it be so easy? Old Yinbi of the sea!"
While talking, Daoist also started to do it.
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'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, the underworld ghost, widened his eyes in disbelief.
He originally thought that the Cultivation Base of a spirit formation master should not be much higher.
Who would have thought that this young man is actually the same as him, both are sixth 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 Daoist, the ghost of the underworld, and raised his hand to grab Daoist's neck.
Seeing this, Daoist, the underworld ghost, 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 the ghost Daoist, 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.
Death does not keep benefits, this is the last stubbornness of Daoist.
"Mr. Li, you have hidden your hand again, which made the old man worry about you before."
Haohuang shook his sleeves at this time, looked at Li Zhoujun with a chuckle and said.
Although Emperor Hao was quite critical, it was actually just a joke among friends. After all, no one is obliged 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 there was an Immortal Emperor, wouldn't he be able to explain it even more unclear?
very scary!
at the same time.
Gather here in Nanzhou, hidden in the integrated union, Transcend Tribulation environment powerhouse in the void.
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 the damn Immortal World is here!
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 insight during the fight between Minggui Daoist and the three real immortals.
As long as I find a better place for Closed Door Training this time, without being disturbed by others, I will definitely be able to breakthrough Transcend Tribulation!
While Ghost Lord was silently thinking about where to move next.
Haohuang 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-level true immortals, Ziyun might bring a great disaster to the entire Tianyuan world."
"Brother Ziyun, don't blame yourself too much. After all, there are still very few people like Ming Gui Daoist." 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 immortal.
If it were them, let alone the palm of Daoist, the underworld ghost.
They might not even be able to bear the breath of Daoist, the underworld ghost.
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 World smoothly before planning to leave Ziyun Mountain.
"Where is Mr. Li going next?" Haohuang asked Li Zhoujun with a smile.
"Naturally, take a stroll, this is a famous place in Nanzhou." Li Zhoujun laughed.
"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 said goodbye and left here.
After 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 spent ten days in Nanzhou.
At this time, Li Zhoujun seemed to be a mortal on the road, tired from walking, and taking 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.