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

"Lee wants to see you dance."

Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

This is a task issued by the system.

After completing the mission, Li Zhoujun will get a ticket to a mysterious world, which is most likely the world mentioned by the Source Master.

At the same time, this is also Li Zhoujun’s own idea.

His ancestor Qin Tianyi, because the Seventy-two Demon God Temples attacked the Eternal Continent, he transformed into thousands of bodies and suppressed the First Throne.

Although Li Zhoujun felt that his ancestor should not be that simple.

But that’s all the information I know for now.

The strength of the Source Lord obviously surpassed the scope of the Eternal Twelve Stage. He could only fight him on equal terms and could not kill him.

But the Source Lord, who is the ruler of the Seventy-two Demon God Temples, must feel uncomfortable.

"what?!"

At this time, Yuanzhu looked at Li Zhoujun with his scarlet eyes wide open, in disbelief.

Did he hear that correctly?

The Qing Emperor asked him to dance?

He admitted that he was timid and three points weaker when facing people in the same realm.

But that doesn't mean he can endure such a great humiliation!

The many thrones of the Seventy-two Demon God Temples did not dare to speak at this time.

After all, a fight between powerful Source Masters is not something they can control. If they rashly join the battle, they will only die quickly and miserably.

"Don't go too far!" The Source Master looked at Li Zhoujun and said coldly.

"If you don't jump, then let's do it." Li Zhoujun said indifferently.

The Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods is located in the Demon God Abyss.

When fighting here, Li Zhoujun doesn't have to care about the life and death of the creatures in the Demon Abyss.

The only one you need to pay attention to is the Eleventh Throne, which also has its own clone.

"Haha, then let me take a look and see if you are just a show-off." The Source Master snorted coldly at Li Zhoujun.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Source Master's palm, as big as a mountain, pressed down towards Li Zhoujun.

This palm strike blocked all of Li Zhoujun's retreat routes.

Li Zhoujun was not panicked. He smiled slightly and then punched out.

boom! ! !

With a loud bang.

Li Zhoujun's fist collided with Yuanzhu's palm.

The entire Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods was shaking at this moment, and the Demon God Abyss and all the heavens and worlds were also shaking at this moment.

"Did the Source Master and the Green Emperor fight each other?!"

"This power far exceeds the Eternal Twelve Level!"

In all the heavens and worlds, the strong men from the Eternal Continent all took a deep breath at this moment.

The Queen of the End looked in the direction of the Seventy-two Demon God Temple and sighed, "If it weren't for the Green Emperor, it would only be a matter of time before our Eternal Continent and even the myriad worlds would become a plaything in the hands of the Source Master."

at the same time.

After seeing Li Zhoujun take his palm, Yuanzhu began to retreat in his heart.

Although it was only a brief fight.

But he could clearly feel that the Green Emperor's strength was really similar to his own, and he was not just in appearance.

If I really fight for my life, I might actually die.

Think of this.

The source master stopped and did not continue to attack Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun naturally did not continue to take action, but waited quietly for the Source Master's next decision.

"Dancing, what kind of dance?" Yuanzhu said to Li Zhoujun at this time.

In the end, the Source Master decided to dance.

Compared to fighting desperately and risking death to maintain one's own face.

The source owner thought that it would be better to dance and save his life. After all, face was definitely not as important as his own life.

"As you wish." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

The source master looked at the many thrones of the Seventy-two Demon God Temples and said, "You also jump, immediately, right now."

Although the seventy-two thrones were unwilling.

But thinking of the power of the Source Master, they could only twist their bodies awkwardly and dance.

Among them, the Eleventh Throne danced particularly hard.

As long as Yuanzhu and Qingdi don't fight, he will definitely be the happiest one.

The Source Lord also stood up at this moment, his huge body jumping in the Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods, and the entire Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods shook along with it.

For a moment, the entire Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods was filled with demons dancing in chaos.

This kind of scene is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

After all, the Temple of the Seventy-Two Demon Gods has always been synonymous with power and fear.

The source owner is very sad.

Should have known so.

He might as well just stay in seclusion.

Who could have expected that he would suffer such a great humiliation as soon as he came out of the customs?

And in the Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods, a scene of demons dancing wildly began to emerge.

Li Zhoujun's cultivation has now completed the system's task.

[Ding: Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the mission!

The host obtains a ticket to the source world!

At the same time, after the host arrives at the Source Realm, his own cultivation will be converted into Source Realm cultivation!

The host can choose to teleport at any time! 】

Following the system's prompt, Li Zhoujun smiled at the source master and said, "From today on, if the Eternal Continent is invaded in any way, I will cause trouble for you. This time, I am the clone, but next time, I will be the real body."

Just as Li Zhoujun finished speaking.

Li Zhoujun's clone dissipated on the spot.

That’s right, the Li Zhoujun who came to the Temple of Seventy-two Demon Gods was just a clone.

Among the gatekeepers outside the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods, there was even an Eternal Twelfth-order cultivator among them, but he still couldn't resist Li Zhoujun's clone. This was because Li Zhoujun's cultivation was the strongest Eternal Twelfth-order cultivation rewarded by the system.

Even if it is a clone, it is not something that an ordinary Eternal Twelfth-Level cultivator can contend with.

This scene caused the Source Master, who was dancing, to freeze in mid-air.

The same was true for the other seventy-two Demon God Temple thrones, with their dancing moves frozen in mid-air.

"The Green Emperor came here... just as a clone?" The Eleventh Throne swallowed.

He suddenly felt that at this moment, daybreak had arrived.

It seems that working for the Green Emperor should be something to be happy about.

At this moment, cold sweat had already appeared on the source master's forehead.

One of Li Zhoujun's clones is as powerful as himself.

What if the real body comes?

He was afraid that he couldn't even block one move from Li Zhoujun!

Why should people who come from the Source Realm make things difficult for people who are also from the Source Realm?

While the source owner was complaining in his heart.

He also silently gave himself a thumbs up for his "wisdom and bravery".

Fortunately, he had no choice but to continue to confront Qingdi head-on, otherwise he would have died by now.

“From now on, the Seventy-two Demon God Temples and the Demon God Abyss will be closed, and will no longer have any exchanges with the Eternal Continent…” said the Source Lord.

The Eleventh Throne said hurriedly: "Master Yuanzhu, but the Green Emperor said that if the Eternal Continent is invaded by anything, he will cause trouble for us!"

Source Master: “…”

"What I said before is void." The Source Master's face twitched, "From now on, if there are any problems in the Eternal Continent, we have to help solve them."

As soon as the source master said this.

The many thrones in the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods felt as if the sky had fallen.

They have been fighting against the Eternal Continent for so long, but now it ends like this, they feel very sad.

But they had no choice but to obey the Source Master's words.

The power of the Green Emperor was also clear before their eyes.

Among the many thrones in the Temple of the Seventy-two Demon Gods, only the Eleventh Throne was the happiest. From now on, he would no longer have to live a miserable life in fear!