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

"Boy, although I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that you do have strength and can be equal to this Holy Son. It is not unreasonable for those two toads to return to the chaotic sky in despair." Sikong Tu looked at Li at this time. Mr. Zhou smiled.

Facing Sikong Tu's words, Li Zhoujun just smiled and did not answer.

His expression was as if he was staying away from the incident and watching a play.

"You brat, you have to talk about your background when you come out to hang out!" At this time, Bai Li couldn't help but say.

Snapped!

"It's not your turn to interrupt this holy son!" Sikong Tu slapped Bai Li from afar, forcing you to pretend. What else could this holy son say?

Bai Li, who had been spoiled and arrogant since childhood and looked down on the eternal immortal world, could only act submissive and dare not speak after being slapped by Sikong Tu.

Because she knew that her background, the Holy Demon Sect, was just like paper in front of Sikong Tu, and could be broken with a flick of her finger.

At this time, a jade slip appeared in Sikong Tu's hand. He looked at Li Zhoujun and said with a smile: "Honestly, do you have any background? If you don't have any background, just hand over the bloodthirsty stone honestly. With your talent, it is enough." Become a follower of this Holy Son, otherwise this Holy Son only needs to pinch you lightly, and a high-level saint will come, and when the time comes, he will kill you with just a few clicks."

Bai Li couldn't help but turn pale after hearing Sikong Tu's words.

Obviously, Sikongtu showed his love for Li Zhoujun's talents.

She also understood very well that her position in Sikong Tu's eyes was nothing more than a dispensable chess piece to be played with at will.

It is simply not comparable to a powerful genius.

Li Zhoujun also became interested at this time and asked Sikong Tu: "You dare to let me follow you, aren't you afraid that I will kill you secretly?"

"Haha, I have the clone mark of a ninth-grade saint on my body. You can try to see if you can deal with this saint." Sikong Tu smiled nonchalantly.

If the Qing Emperor had no background, Sikongtu had the confidence to manipulate the Qing Emperor at will and turn the Qing Emperor into a knife in his hand.

If this knife is so sharp that it is about to scratch the owner, it will be useless.

"I see, if I can't kill you, then I'm not interested." Li Zhoujun shrugged.

When Sikong Tu heard this, his face twitched slightly.

This boy is really arrogant, even more arrogant than him, the young master of the Demon Temple.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say." Sikongtu snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he crushed the jade slip in his hand.

As the jade slip was crushed by Sikong Tu, the next moment, the entire Eternal Immortal World fell into a solemn atmosphere. Black clouds condensed and the atmosphere was like a knife.

"Young palace master, why did you call me here?"

at this time.

An old man wearing a black robe, with sunken cheeks and green eyes like will-o'-the-wisps, appeared next to Sikong Tu.

"Elder Ghost Wolf, please take action and kill this kid. However, I hope that the elder will be careful in his actions and leave the things on this kid." Sikong Tu said respectfully to the old man who arrived at this time.

The old man is the Ghost Wolf Demon Saint of the Demon Temple, a seventh-level saint.

However, the ghost wolf demon saint came only as a clone.

But with the arrival of the ghost wolf demon saint's clone.

At this moment, all living beings in the Eternal Immortal Realm seemed to be facing a huge mountain weighing on their hearts, making them unable to breathe.

This Ghost Wolf Demon Saint is simply too powerful.

It even made them have the urge to kneel down.

Yue Qingdai in Daotian Immortal Palace was looking at Li Zhoujun worriedly with her beautiful eyes.

But at this time, Li Zhoujun still looked calm.

He estimated that Patriarch Qin might not be able to sit still.

It was not what Li Zhoujun expected.

In Chaos Heaven, Qin Tianyi in Daotian Holy Palace saw Sikong Tu summoning a clone of a seventh-grade saint.

He also knew that it was time for him to take action.

After thinking about it, Qin Tian took over.

An old palm passed through the space, first arrived at the Eternal Immortal World, and turned into a huge hand on the Eternal Immortal World, covering the entire sky of the Eternal Immortal World.

"What kind of existence is this?!"

With the appearance of this big hand, all the sentient beings in the Eternal Immortal Realm finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to their knees on the ground one after another.

"Ninth-grade saint?!" Sikong Tu opened his eyes suddenly after the big hand appeared. He looked at the big hand and then at Li Zhoujun, but he hesitated to speak.

His father was a ninth-grade saint, so Sikongtu easily recognized that the person who came was a ninth-grade saint.

However, Sikongtu behaved calmly.

After all, he knew that even a ninth-grade saint would not touch him easily unless he wanted to start a war with the Demon Temple.

Of course, even if he knew that the ninth-grade saint was going to touch him, Sikongtu had no intention of resisting.

After all, he knew the power of the ninth-grade saint.

"This seems to be the Qin Ancestor of the Daotian Holy Palace..." Saint Youlang swallowed his saliva and said in a voice that only Sikong Tu and Bai Li could hear.

"This kid has such a powerful background, why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Sikong Tu's mouth twitched, and Jian wanted to scold her.

He has heard of Qin Zu.

Although Qin Zu is low-key, he is a real ninth-grade saint!

I didn’t expect that this Qing Emperor had such a background!

After all, Qin Zu took action.

If this Qing Emperor had nothing to do with Qin Zu, would Qin Zu take action in a small eternal immortal world?

Bai Li's face was already pale at this moment. It was obvious that she also roughly knew that the situation in front of her was obviously caused by the Qing Emperor's backstage.

"This boy, Qing Emperor, was protected by my ancestor. Whoever wants to touch this boy must first get past my barrier." An old man's laughter sounded in the eternal fairy world as if it came from the nine heavens. Although the tone was brisk, but But extremely majestic.

"This Qing Emperor is indeed related to Qin Ancestor!" Sikong Tu's face was solemn.

boom!

The next moment, the giant palm that covered the sky grasped it, and the ghost wolf demon saint clone was like an ant, and the first one was pinched by the giant palm and exploded.

The clone of a seventh-grade saint couldn't even resist for a breath in front of this big hand!

"You are Si Kong Lei's son, right? Today, for Si Kong Lei's sake, I will spare your life. Remember, it won't happen again." After the old man finished speaking, his palms quickly withdrew from the eternal fairyland like a tide.

At this moment, the eternal fairyland also returned to the clear sky.

In the Daotian Holy Palace, Qin Tianyi started to drink tea and take a nap after he stopped.

The scene returns to the eternal fairyland.

As Qin Tianyi's voice sounded just now, Yue Qingdai was in a daze.

This voice seems a bit familiar, seems to be Master?

But Yue Qingdai was a little unsure and couldn't believe it.

After all, she hadn't heard Master's voice for a long, long time.

So Yue Qingdai planned to find Li Zhoujun later to make sure.

After all, Li Zhoujun has already been to Chaos Heaven.

It is very possible that the master and the old man have already known each other Li Zhoujun.