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

As the monks in Beixing City became increasingly emotional and indignant,

Mo Yong's expression became even more ugly at this time.

"What a surprise. It seems that City Lord Wen is so popular with the people that he doesn't hesitate to offend me and even Shanghu Academy."

Mo Qianxun narrowed his eyes at Wen Mengqing and said, "Are you really willing to put these people who respect you into trouble?"

Wen Mengqing felt solemn at this time.

"Don't be afraid, City Lord, our entire North Star City will prosper with you, and we will suffer together with you!"

Xu Rumo said firmly at this time.

The monks in the city also echoed.

The three people from the black-clad temple in the crowd were panicking at this time.

"Deputy Hall Master, we are not from Beixing City!"

The nineteenth man in black said anxiously to the second man in black: "It seems that Mo Mo is going to attack Beixing City. Let's run!"

"It makes sense, you have to run quickly, otherwise your life will be lost here!" The second man in black agreed, but after he reacted, he kicked the nineteen in black butt again and snorted: "You Why are you teaching me how to do things again?"

"My Lord Deputy Palace Master, you can beat me as much as you want after we survive, but now we'd better run away!" Nineteen in black said, about to cry but without tears.

At this moment, Mo Xunxu sneered: "What a touching picture, both prosperous and destructive. Unfortunately, this world is about strength. In such a huge Taoist world, no one will care if even a single North Star City disappears." Pay attention."

Just when Mo Zongqian finished speaking, a huge transparent cover that looked like an upside-down bowl covered the entire North Star City.

"You damn kid, you can't run away!" The second man in black looked desperate.

In the eyes of the third-grade Daojun, there is no difference between the third-grade Daojun and ordinary people!

"As long as you can spare Beixing City and all the creatures in Beixing City, I will agree to anything you say!" At this time, Wen Mengqing said as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Mo Qiang shook his head: "I didn't know that your people loved you so much at the beginning. If I left them alive, it would be like bringing trouble to my Shanghu Academy. So today, except for you and Qiongqi, this city , as if there is no one left alive.”

"Shanghu Academy still sounds like a very upright name, but why are the disciples there no different from the devils in their deeds?"

At this moment, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came from the crowd.

Everyone looked at Li Zhoujun,

"Is it the man in green who met the city lord?"

"Can he save the city lord and us?"

At this time, the eyes of the North Star City monks all fell on Li Zhoujun, their eyes full of hope.

These include Xu Yuhua, as well as Chu Dongjie.

"No, why is this second-grade Taoist master so brave?" Nineteen in black couldn't help but be a little confused as he looked at Li Zhoujun, who was walking towards Wen Mengqing as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

"Yeah, why?" Black-clothed Twenty didn't understand.

"Yes, why?" The second man in black also said blankly.

at the same time.

Li Zhoujun had already walked to Xu Rumo's side.

Xu Rumo did not stop Li Zhoujun because she also saw Li Zhoujun and Wen Mengqing greeting each other. It was obvious that this person knew his city lord.

In this way, Li Zhoujun walked to Wen Mengqing's side without any obstruction, looked at Mo Needy with a smile on his face, and said nothing.

"What are you doing out here?" Wen Mengqing asked Li Zhoujun at this time.

"You still owe me a favor. If something happens to you, who can I turn to for this favor?" Li Zhoujun was confused.

Wen Mengqing: "...I can't even protect myself now, okay?"

"Who are you?" Mo Zongxun looked at the sudden appearance of Li Zhoujun and asked with a frown.

"Qing Emperor, Li Zhoujun." Li Zhoujun smiled.

"Qing Emperor?" Mo Xunxun smiled: "It's quite a domineering title, but I don't know if you are worthy of it.

After all, those who dare to call themselves emperors in the Taoist world are those who stand at the end of the Taoist world and are respected by thousands of people. They cannot be recognized by others by just choosing a name.

Of course, it's okay to act like a local emperor in a small place, but if you meet someone who is stronger than you, be careful if your name is too arrogant, it will cause disaster. "

"Your reminder makes me very happy, but your last taunt makes me very unhappy. I'm careful to bring trouble to Shanghu Academy." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"hiss!"

"Is this Qing Emperor threatening Shanghu Academy?"

At this time, all the monks in Beixing City were shocked by Li Zhoujun's words.

Wen Mengqing also looked at Li Zhoujun in surprise.

She had several contacts with Li Zhoujun and found that he was not a big talker. Could he really have the confidence to dare to say this?

Or are you just talking about empty city tactics like yourself?

"Where does he have the confidence?" Nineteen in black wondered.

"Yeah, where does he get the confidence?" Twenty in black followed closely behind.

"Yeah, I don't know!" The second man in black was also confused. After all, he had never met Li Zhoujun before, and it was his first time meeting him today.

"Hehe...hahaha!!!"

At this time, Mo Zong was so amused by Li Zhoujun's words that he burst into laughter and almost burst into tears. He calmed down, looked at Li Zhoujun, shook his head and said with a smile, "Where on earth did this mountain boy come from?" , How dare you speak so brazenly?"

"I come from a small place and haven't seen much of the big world." Li Zhoujun also smiled and said: "But it should be no problem to deal with you Shanghu Academy."

"You are really looking for death." Mo Dongxuan also finished laughing at this time, and he sighed: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

Just when Mo Zhouxun finished his words, he had a thought in his mind. In an instant, countless golden words rose up from the sky and earth, emitting light like a scorching sun in the air, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the hearts of everyone present.

"Is this Daojun Xipin?!"

The monks present in Beixing City felt that they were in despair at this moment.

The same is true for Xu Rumo, the commander-in-chief of Beixing City.

When a first-grade Taoist faces a west-grade Taoist, he feels like an ant facing the scorching sun!

Wen Mengqing was already desperate at this time.

"Death, death, it's really over now..." The three people who came from the Black Temple were barely hugging each other and trembling.

But Li Zhoujun didn't panic at all. He just looked at the golden words floating in the sky and commented seriously: "The writing is a bit ugly. Did you write it yourself? It's better to write a chicken than to throw rice into it." hello."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyun's face suddenly turned dark.

This magical power is called "Reciting the World and Suppressing Demons". To practice it, monks have to copy the characters on it. The more beautiful the golden characters are copied, the deeper the Taoism is and the greater the power.

Obviously, his teachings are not deep, so his words are crooked.

"Haha, regardless of whether the words are ugly or not, I think it's enough to deal with a guy like you who only knows how to talk!" Mo Dongxuan snorted coldly.