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

"Did I read that correctly?"

Tian Hai Zun pointed at Zhang Ziqiang with one hand and rubbed his eyes with the other hand, "The guy that even Lord Fire God fears actually calls Li Zhoujun Master and kneels before him?"

"Yes, Dean, you read that right."

Zhu Jianbing nodded blankly.

Although he didn't know who the Mad Emperor was.

But the Crazy Emperor, who could scare an eighth-grade Taoist master like the God of Fire into not daring to speak, is definitely not a good person.

At least he is an eighth-rank Taoist master.

Li Menglan was also confused at this time.

She found that she could no longer understand Li Zhoujun.

I really don't know when the gap between the two of them became an insurmountable chasm.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun looked at Zhang Ziqiang who was kneeling to greet him and said helplessly, "Hurry up and get up."

"Hehe, okay, Master!" Zhang Ziqiang jumped up and said with a grin.

"Are you here for this secret realm too?" Li Zhoujun asked.

"Yes and not really, Master. I just didn't expect that you were actually in Tianhai College. But no matter what, Master, you must support me in whatever I want to do. Anyone who dares to disobey you will be my enemy!" Zhang Ziqiang said righteously.

"I'm not your master." Li Zhoujun said helplessly.

"Master is Master!" Zhang Ziqiang said with a firm face.

"It's up to you." Li Zhoujun sighed.

And at the same time.

The face of the Fire Lord turned pale. Although he still had fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Ziqiang, and his head ached slightly from the beating just now, he still mustered up the courage and said to Zhang Ziqiang: "Mad Emperor, although you are very strong, there are more than one 8th-rank Dao Lord who have descended here. What's the point of you bullying me?

Besides, your master's intention is to preserve Tianhai College. Do you think it's possible?

Are you really going to sacrifice an eighth-grade Taoist master?"

"How about I sacrifice you?" Zhang Ziqiang smiled at the God of Fire.

"What?!" The Fire Lord's eyes widened, "Why?!"

"Who told you to be the first one to jump out here?" Zhang Ziqiang frowned.

The Fire God had an unpleasant expression on his face, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

Then the Fire Lord looked left and right, and seeing that no one had come out yet, he instantly became annoyed: "Okay, okay, you all like to hide, right? You want me to be the first to come out, right? You really want me to sacrifice, right? Can I bear this violent temper?"

"Come out here, all of you!" The God of Fire shouted loudly, and endless flames spread out from his body, heading west and burning the void.

But in an instant, the entire sky above Tianhai College became like a sea of ​​fire, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Lord Fire Lord, you bastard, you want to overturn the table if you don't want to play anymore!"

"You are such a good Fire Lord, you can't keep your temper, so you blame me?!"

"Let's sacrifice that bastard Lord of Fire!"

As the Fire God took action, there were constant sounds of cursing coming from the void.

One after another powerful figures were forced out by the Fire God.

Upon seeing this, the Fire God did not stop for a moment, but turned into a stream of light and fled at an extremely fast speed.

Are you kidding? He has already angered everyone. If he continues to stay, he will definitely be besieged and die.

But his goal has been achieved.

These guys were all waiting to laugh at him, and he really couldn't stand it. Anyway, if these people continued to hide, he would be beaten to death by the lunatic Zhang Ziqiang. He might as well vent his anger and not fight for the opportunity to enter the secret realm.

As the Fire God fled, many eighth-grade Taoist masters who appeared had grim expressions on their faces, but they did not chase after the Fire God.

After all, the secret realm is about to open. If we chase after the Lord of Fire, it will be difficult to catch up with him because he is also an eighth-grade Taoist master. Who can catch up with him if he wants to run away?

Second, the God of Fire is quite powerful, and we may not be able to defeat him even if we catch up with him. Even if we do, we will probably miss this secret realm.

"Father?" Chu Geqing discovered at this time that his father was also forced out by the God of Fire.

As the God of Fire escaped, the sea of ​​fire burning above Tianhai College was easily extinguished by a group of eighth-grade Taoist masters.

Li Zhoujun took a quick look and found that there were more than thirty eighth-grade Taoist masters here, including men, women, young and old.

But without exception, these are old monsters who have lived for a long time.

However, there are definitely more than just these eight-grade Taoist masters from the main world.

Perhaps those who didn't come either looked down on the opportunities here or simply didn't know what was going on here.

"Oh my god! There are so many eighth-grade Dao masters?!"

"My Tianhai College is in danger!"

At this time, the disciples of Tianhai College looked at the many eighth-grade Taoist masters who appeared with despair in their eyes.

Venerable Tianhai's expression became increasingly ugly at this time.

There are so many 8th-grade Dao Masters. Did Tianhai Academy poke a hole in the nest of 8th-grade Dao Masters? !

"Master Chu, long time no see!"

At this time, above Tianhai College, an old man in a black robe, skinny and with a sinister face, greeted Chu Zhenjia.

"Old man from the ancient tomb?" Chu Zhenjia looked at the old man who greeted him and said with narrowed eyes, "It looks like he is nearing the end of his life."

“Yes, so I have to try my best for this opportunity.” The old man in the ancient tomb laughed, and then sighed, “Hey, in the eyes of ordinary people, the life span of an eighth-grade Taoist master is close to infinite. I have lived for who knows how long, but I have finally reached this point.”

"Yeah." Chu Zhenjia nodded. He didn't want to pay attention to the old man in the ancient tomb. Instead, he looked at his daughter Chu Geqing, indicating that there was still time and she should run away quickly.

But Chu Geqing looked at Li Zhoujun and found that Li Zhoujun was calm and composed. She gritted her teeth and chose to ignore her father's reminder and stay where she was.

This made Chu Zhenjia very angry, but he couldn't stand up to persuade Chu Geqing. After all, if the many eighth-grade Taoist masters present knew that Chu Geqing was their daughter, they would definitely use shady tricks, making it difficult to guard against.

"Since you're all out, if you want to fight, just go fight somewhere else." Li Zhoujun said slowly at this time.

The gazes of many eighth-grade Taoist masters also fell on Li Zhoujun, their eyes full of solemnity.

How could this young man in blue be a weakling if he could become the master of the Mad Emperor?

"My fellow Daoist, we are all eighth-rank Dao masters. Why are you making things difficult for us just for the lives of a bunch of ants?"

At this time, the old man in the ancient tomb said to Li Zhoujun with a smile.

The old man in the tomb was the most panicked at this time.

Because if he really wanted to sacrifice an eighth-grade Taoist master, the God of Fire had already fled, so the final person to be sacrificed would most likely fall on himself.

After all, his life span is drawing to an end, and his magical powers have been lost and worn out a lot.

Among all the eighth-grade Taoist masters, his strength is relatively weak.

So he has to speak out now.

"You old man, how dare you question the master's words?!" Zhang Ziqiang was furious and pointed at the old man in the ancient tomb and started cursing.

The old man in the ancient tomb was pointed at and scolded by Zhang Ziqiang, and his face instantly turned ugly.

But he didn't dare to attack Zhang Ziqiang. After all, he was definitely no match for the Mad Emperor, Zhang Ziqiang.

Li Zhoujun waved his hand. Upon seeing this, Zhang Ziqiang quickly became quiet like a good boy and looked at the group of eighth-grade Taoist masters who came here with disdain.

It can be seen that Zhang Ziqiang is very confident in Li Zhoujun's strength and thinks that these eighth-grade Taoist masters are just a bunch of small dishes in front of his master.

Although Zhang Ziqiang had never seen Li Zhoujun take action, relying on the abnormal strength of his master's body, he could definitely defeat him with one punch!