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

"What is your relationship with me?" Zhang Ziqiang wondered as he looked at the God of Fire who was approaching him with a concerned look on his face.

I don’t know what’s going on with this guy. Even Zhang Ziqiang can’t do anything about it when he first receives the ball.

"When you were alive, I always lived under your shadow, unable to lift my head or breathe."

The Fire Lord said with tears in his eyes, "But when you seemed to have really fallen just now, I realized that you are not only my shadow, but also the driving force that keeps me moving forward and keeps me chasing!"

"You..." Zhang Ziqiang was speechless at this moment. It was the first time someone said these words to him.

I didn't expect that my defeated opponent would actually care about me?

"In that case, I'll train you again some other day." Zhang Ziqiang coughed.

The Fire Lord was stunned: "Are you going to beat me up again?"

"You keep pretending, I almost believed you." Zhang Ziqiang rubbed his hands together, furious.

The Fire Lord shrank his neck and said, "What I just said is true. Believe me."

boom!

"Get out of the way!" At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang slapped the God of Fire away.

A flying sword condensed from a golden beam of light flew over the place where the God of Fire had just stood and headed for Zhang Ziqiang's chest.

It was obvious that this was a sneak attack by Taoist Master Jin Mang. If the God of Fire had not been knocked away by Zhang Ziqiang, he would have been dead by now.

However, Zhang Ziqiang just straightened his chest and shot out a flying sword formed by a golden beam of light.

puff!

The flying sword penetrated half of Zhang Ziqiang's chest.

Zhang Ziqiang's face turned pale: "Good fellow, although Taoist Master Jin Mang is a waste ninth-rank, he can still hurt me, a newly promoted ninth-rank. However, it is enough to hone the physical body."

After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang sneered and looked at Taoist Master Jin Mang: "You are not worthy of my master's attack, so I can hold you tightly!"

After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang actually used his physical body to absorb the power of Taoist Master Jin Mang's flying sword. After the flying sword disappeared, the wounds on Zhang Ziqiang's body gradually healed.

"This guy is too crazy..."

Everyone gasped when they saw this.

"This madman!" Taoist Master Jin Mang did not expect that Zhang Ziqiang would be so crazy and his body would be so strong.

At this time, Li Zhoujun was sitting on a chair by the pond, watching everything that happened with a smile. He started fishing with a fishing rod in his hand, as if he was out of touch with the world.

Taoist Master Jin Mang looked extremely ugly.

At the same time, the Fire Lord, who was slapped away by Zhang Ziqiang, said to Zhang Ziqiang with excited eyes: "Mad Emperor, I know you care about me too, right?!"

Zhang Ziqiang: “…”

A group of eighth-rank Taoist masters also looked down upon the Lord of Fire.

But I can't help but envy the shamelessness of this guy, the God of Fire.

It turned out that the always impetuous Crazy Emperor actually saved his life.

"Today, you two, master and disciple, two ninth-grade Taoist masters, are besieging me alone. I will take a step back for now. Tomorrow I will make sure that you two, master and disciple, are killed without a burial place!" Taoist Master Jin Mang said as he was about to run away.

"Don't flatter yourself. Did my master take the initiative to attack you?

We, the master and the disciples, are besieging you. You should have some shame." Zhang Ziqiang sneered.

These words almost made Taoist Master Jin Mang so angry that he wanted to fight to the death with Zhang Ziqiang.

But Taoist Master Jin Mang was a ninth-rank Taoist master after all, and finally reason overcame emotion. He turned into a golden light and tried to escape.

Zhang Ziqiang wanted to chase after him, but the pain from the wound on his chest made him grimace and pause for a second.

In just that second, Taoist Master Jin Mang had escaped without a trace.

"Tsk tsk, this Taoist Master Jin Mang, if I hadn't taken his attack at the beginning, he would definitely not be able to escape!" Zhang Ziqiang said, and then Zhang Ziqiang asked Li Zhoujun in confusion, "Master, why don't you take action and let him run away?"

Li Zhoujun smiled and said nothing.

Zhang Ziqiang suddenly realized: "Disciple understands, it turns out that Master doesn't take this Taoist Master Jin Mang seriously at all. He can't make any waves in front of Master!"

At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang said something.

No one dared to look down on the master and disciple anymore.

"We would like to thank Elder Li and the Mad Emperor for saving our lives!"

At this time, a group of eighth-grade Taoist masters, led by the God of Fire, saluted towards Li Zhoujun and Zhang Ziqiang.

Zhang Ziqiang looked at the group of eighth-grade Taoist masters and said with a curled lip: "If you want to thank someone, thank my master. If my master is not here, not only you, but I will also be finished."

Li Zhoujun waved his hand and said nothing.

Because the system has already prompted Li Zhoujun that he has successfully completed two tasks - protecting Tianhai College and helping Zhang Ziqiang break through to the ninth-grade Taoist master, Li Zhoujun's cultivation has now broken through to the eighth-grade Taoist master realm.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziqiang shouted at the group of eighth-grade Taoist masters: "Don't you understand what my master means? Get out of here!"

The corners of the mouths of the eighth-grade Taoist masters twitched when they heard this.

But now that Zhang Ziqiang has broken through to the ninth level of Taoist master, they cannot afford to offend him at all, so they can only hold their noses and run away in shame.

"Am I leaving too?" The God of Fire looked at Zhang Ziqiang and said weakly.

"Then why don't you stay and practice with me?" Zhang Ziqiang sneered.

“Forget it. You are now a ninth-rank Taoist master. If you are not careful, you will be killed by my practice.” The God of Fire laughed awkwardly and ran away quickly.

"You leave too." Li Zhoujun turned to Zhang Ziqiang and said.

"Ah?" Zhang Ziqiang said reluctantly, "Master, I want to stay with you..."

"Hmm?" Li Zhoujun frowned.

"Ahem..." Zhang Ziqiang said awkwardly, "Master, I'm leaving now and I'm going to do something while I'm at it."

"Okay, just don't kill yourself." Li Zhoujun said.

"It will be hard to kill me then." Zhang Ziqiang laughed, "I am now a ninth-rank Taoist master, who can kill me?

That Qingyan Jun beat me up back then, I must settle the score with him!"

After saying that, Zhang Ziqiang knelt down and bowed to Li Zhoujun, then quickly left.

"Mr. Qingyan?" Li Zhoujun touched his chin.

"Jun Qingyan is the third most powerful person among the top ten ninth-grade Taoist masters in the main world." Chu Zhenjia then happily introduced Li Zhoujun in detail.

“Is that so…” Li Zhoujun held his forehead with his hand.

[Ding: Host, don't worry. Zhang Ziqiang has used the Resurrection Flower from the Other Shore to revive. His vitality is extremely strong and he won't die even if he is abused. It is extremely difficult to kill him at the same level! ]

As the system voice fell.

the other side.

Zhang Ziqiang had already come behind a figure who was sitting by the lake. He was wearing a green robe and a bamboo hat that covered his face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

It is said that Qingyanjun never speaks. Even when Zhang Ziqiang had his leg broken, he never heard Qingyanjun speak.

"Mr. Qingyan, I'm here to take revenge!" Zhang Ziqiang said confidently.

However, Qing Yanjun did not speak, but slowly stood up, looked Zhang Ziqiang up and down, nodded, and stomped his feet hard, and the ground suddenly undulated like surging waves.

Zhang Ziqiang's body flew into the sky uncontrollably.

The next moment, in just a flash, Qing Yanjun appeared beside Zhang Ziqiang, and with a high kick, he knocked Zhang Ziqiang to the ground again.

boom!

The earth shook with a mournful cry.

Zhang Ziqiang was already lying in a mess in a big hole he had dug himself, with one of his legs twitching.

Seeing that Zhang Ziqiang was still alive, Qing Yanjun also became interested, but he did not continue to attack. He just stood aside, as if waiting for Zhang Ziqiang to recover.