In the world of cultivating immortals, people can fight with everyone on equal terms.

Just when Ling Mu looked at the fairy sword hanging high in the sky and muttered to himself in disbelief.

A young figure in a green shirt appeared next to Feijian.

"Master Yunju Mountain?!"

When Ling Mu saw Li Zhoujun appear, the look of disbelief in his eyes became even more intense.

The news of Lord Yunju's pursuit of the Sea-Swallowing Demon Lord has spread throughout Qingzhou.

It was naturally impossible for the Daling Dynasty not to know this news. In order to prevent people from not recognizing him when they met in the future, the Daling Dynasty even spent a lot of money to hire painters and people who had seen Master Yunju Mountain to draw the appearance of Master Yunju Mountain.

So with just one glance, Ling Mu recognized the person who came here. It was Li Zhoujun who drove the fairy sword from Nanzhou and arrived here.

"It turns out that this true immortal is the Lord of Yunju Mountain!"

Yu Huaji also took a breath of cold air. It turned out that he had already dealt with the master of Yunju Mountain, who was the most elegant and graceful person in Qingzhou.

"You recognize me?"

At the same time, Li Zhoujun looked at Ling Mu and was slightly stunned.

"The mountain master single-handedly pursued and killed the Sea-devouring Demon Lord to the deep sea area, and became famous all over Qingzhou. How can I not recognize him?"

Ling Mu smiled bitterly in his heart. He couldn't understand how Yu Huaji, a monk from the Void Immortal Realm, could know someone like Master Yunju Mountain.

Emperor Yu was also a little dumbfounded, looking at his father in disbelief.

"Dad, how did you meet Master Yunju Mountain?" Yuhuang couldn't help but ask.

Yu Huaji glanced at him proudly and said: "Your father and I may have average talent, but my luck is not bad. It can be said that if it weren't for your father and my good luck, I wouldn't be able to practice in the Void Immortal Realm now, and my transformation into a god would be over. ”

Emperor Yu was helpless. No wonder his father had always been calm. He had already had a backup plan for his feelings.

"That's good, please step back. I owe the Shenyu Dynasty a favor and don't come back again for a thousand years."

At the same time, Li Zhoujun nodded slightly to Ling Mu.

"The old man resigned."

Ling Mu, who was still arrogant when facing the Shenyu Dynasty before, now lost his previous arrogance when facing Li Zhoujun.

Not to mention that the person coming this time is Mountain Master Yunju, even if any Mountain Master from Daotian Sect comes, he still has to give face.

After all, there are countless powerful people in the Dao Tian Sect. If you put a Fusion Realm monk in it, you can only squeeze into the middle and lower reaches of the upper-level monks.

If Dao Tianzong wanted to overthrow the Daling Dynasty, he would just nod his head.

As Ling Mu said goodbye, he left.

Li Zhoujun looked at Yu Huaji with a smile and said: "The Supreme Emperor, now that you and I are clean, do you have any objections?"

"The mountain master is joking. If the mountain master hadn't taken action, our Shenyu Dynasty would have become history today." Yu Huaji said quickly: "The mountain master needs to come down and have a cup of tea before leaving?"

"No need, the kindness has been repaid, and Li will not stay any longer."

Li Zhoujun smiled and shook his head and refused: "Farewell."

As the words fell.

Li Zhoujun has disappeared.

"There are still a thousand years. If you can't break through the Fusion Realm in a thousand years, our Shenyu Dynasty still cannot escape the fate of being accepted into the territory of the Daling Dynasty."

Yu Huaji said to Yu Huang with a solemn expression.

"It takes one thousand years for the Divine Transformation Realm to reach the Fusion Realm?"

Yuhuang smiled bitterly in his heart, he was still far away from the realm, how could it be so easy?

After all, not everyone possesses extremely powerful cultivation talents like Master Yunju Mountain.

…

On the other side, Li Zhoujun came to a teahouse and prepared to take a short rest before returning to Daotian Sect.

"The Master of Yunju Mountain was only in his forties, and he had already reached the realm of true immortality. He had a face as good as jade and a majestic appearance. He held a snow-white long sword in his hand, and with one swing of the sword, he chopped off people outside Linhai City. He killed countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and even single-handedly pursued and killed the sea-swallowing demon king into the deep sea area, killing the whole sea clan and causing unrest..."

When Li Zhoujun sat down in the teahouse.

Then I heard a storyteller telling his story.

The audience in the audience listened attentively.

Li Zhoujun was a little helpless about this. Good guy, he didn't even think that he would be so famous one day.

By the way, apart from chasing down the Sea-Swallowing Demon Lord, I didn’t fight with other sea clans, right?

After all, those sea tribes couldn't even notice that two true immortal-level experts passed by it.

But I have to say that this storyteller told it wonderfully.

Even Li Zhoujun listened attentively.

However, just when Li Zhoujun was listening to the storyteller telling his story.

In the sea area on the border of Qingzhou, in the deep sea.

There are countless terrifying divine thoughts that converge, and they are the most ancient and powerful existences in this vast sea.

"Hmph, that loser, the Sea-Swallowing Demon Lord, has completely reduced our sea clan to a laughing stock in the mouths of the human race."

"But I have to say that the Lord of Yunju Mountain is a dangerous existence. He is only in his forties and can cultivate to the fifth level of true immortal in the lower realm. If he continues to develop, I am afraid that he will become me. A big worry for the Hai Clan.”

"Everyone, who is going to kill him and strangle him in the cradle?"

"What, misfiring? No one said anything?"

"Hmph, how can a small fifth-grade middle-level true immortal be worthy of us? Who of you here is not a top-level true immortal?"

"Let me go, you old losers, apart from scheming against each other, can only talk about it." A young voice sounded in several spiritual thoughts.

"presumptuous!"

"Ao Yu, you are a little worm who has just entered the seventh rank, don't be too arrogant!"

"So what if I'm arrogant? If you're not happy with me, come and play a few tricks with me. Let me see what you old rubbish can do besides talking nonsense. If it doesn't work, give me a place and I'll rush over." As the young man's voice sounded.

The voices in the sea finally stopped.

"A bunch of old rubbish, you can only live in the lower world. The two immortal second-generation disciples of Daotian Sect are probably gone or have ascended to the fairyland. You are still so afraid that you dare not even go to the shore. I'm afraid you are not as good as the Swallowing Sea Monster." The young man sneered.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar resounding through the sky sounded in the deep sea, followed by a ten-thousand-foot-long real dragon figure wrapped in water mist, which suddenly flew out of the sea, stirring up thousands of feet of waves. Finally, the real dragon figure turned into a handsome young man in white clothes.

This person is the young man who just angrily scolded the ancient existence in the sea, Ao Yu.

"Mr. Li Zhou, wait for me to come to you, please don't let me down." Ao Yu licked the corner of his mouth.

Speaking of which, the dragon clan and the sea clan are not in the same race.

After all, the dragon clan is powerful and is regarded as a kind of divine beast.

The sea clan is all-encompassing, and all kinds of miscellaneous marine creatures can be counted as sea clan.

But Ao Yu was not born of a real dragon, but a white carp that practiced to become a dragon.

People eat carp.

So Ao Yu didn't have a good impression of the human race, and naturally he was closer to the sea clan.