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

now.

In the fog on the sea, the ferry shook violently, making everyone present on the ferry look pale.

at the same time.

Li Zhoujun glanced at the creatures under the ferry, and at a glance through the sea water that seemed to block people's eyes, he could clearly see what the creatures were under the boat.

It was a huge shark. The ferry boat, which was more than a hundred feet long, seemed a bit small compared to its body. The length of the ferry boat was only about half of the shark's.

As long as this giant shark is willing, it can overturn the ferry boat Li Zhoujun is riding on almost instantly.

But at this time, Li Zhoujun became interested.

The strength of this giant shark is not very strong, it is about the strength of a sixth-grade saint. With such strength, it stands to reason that it is impossible to survive in this fog.

But Li Zhoujun couldn't think about anything else.

Because the giant shark at this time was already preparing to attack the ferry again.

Seeing this, Li Zhoujun took action first. Li Zhoujun thought, and the Aoxue Flying Sword, which was already an eighth-grade saint weapon, turned into a stream of light and flew out from Li Zhoujun's body, hovering in the air. Half empty.

With the appearance of Aoxue Feijian.

Many monks present instantly felt an extremely powerful pressure coming on them.

"Is that...an eighth-grade saint instrument?!"

A monk looked at the Aoxue Feijian next to Li Zhoujun, and his eyes widened at this moment.

"Eighth-grade saint weapon, doesn't that mean that this person is an eighth-grade saint?" Someone said looking at Li Zhoujun's back.

At this time, the remaining five people from the Six Demon Suppressing Demons all looked at Li Zhoujun's back with fearful expressions.

They had just planned to touch Li Zhoujun.

Fortunately, the fog came suddenly and interrupted their actions.

Otherwise, if you attack Li Zhoujun, an eighth-grade saint, you may die without knowing how!

"We are saved!"

At the same time, the monks on the ferry were relieved to see the eighth-level saint present.

"Go and deal with the big guys below. Is there no problem?" Li Zhoujun asked Aoxue Feijian.

Aoxue Feijian moved his sword and expressed excitedly that there was no problem at all.

Immediately afterwards, Aoxue's flying sword turned into a stream of light, cut through the fog, and flew into the seabed.

After a while, the fragmented body of the giant shark floated up, and the red blood dyed the sea area red.

"hiss!"

"The eighth-grade saint's weapon is so terrifying. This giant beast in the sea fell without making any movement!"

Everyone on the ferry was excited when they saw this scene.

"I didn't expect to meet a powerful senior of the eighth-grade saint on the ferry. No matter how strong the person behind the fog on the sea is, this senior eighth-grade saint should be able to handle it."

At this time, the guards around the girl in blue relaxed their tense expressions when they saw this scene.

Then Aoxue Feijian flew out and flew into Li Zhoujun's body again.

At this time, system rewards were also distributed.

[Ding: Congratulations to the host for completing the mission, and the host will be rewarded with three channels of chaos energy that can make the Immortal Emperor a saint! 】

Li Zhoujun asked curiously: "Isn't this thing said to be very rare and owned by all major forces?"

[Ding: This system takes action, even if the avenue does not have chaotic energy, it will be shaken out by this system! 】

The system said proudly.

Li Zhoujun had to take a single six-character move, but he couldn't use the Chaos Qi now, but he could give it to others.

"Jie Jie, an eighth-grade saint?"

Suddenly, a harsh and heartbreaking sound came from the fog.

"Where did Xiao Xiao come from and dare to block my way?" Li Zhoujun looked into the fog and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hehe, remember that the person who stopped you is the Demon Lord Saint of the Demon-Suppressing Continent. I advise you, a little eighth-grade saint, not to be so arrogant. In the face of the strength of my ninth-grade saint, you should defend yourself well. Bar."

At this time, in the mist, a burly figure wearing a black robe appeared in front of everyone. The face exposed under the hat of the black robe was a dense black aura with countless eyes.

This look makes people's hair stand on end just by looking at it!

With the appearance of the demon lord saint, the faces of everyone on the ferry became ugly.

"Saint Demon Lord, how come he appears here!"

"Didn't he disappear a thousand years ago?!"

"It's over..."

At this moment, the monks from the Demon-Suppressing Continent on the ferry had expressions of almost despair on their faces after learning that the visitor turned out to be the Demon Lord Saint.

After all, the Demon Lord Saint is too terrifying.

It is said that every time he defeated a saint, he would dig out the saint's eyes and sacrifice them into his own eyes.

At this time, the demon lord saint stared greedily into Li Zhoujun's eyes.

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly and said, "How do you know that I want to give it a try?"

"Give it a try?" The demon lord saint was slightly startled, and then sneered: "You ant can give it a try."

boom!

At the same time, Li Zhoujun was too lazy to talk nonsense with the Demon Lord Saint, so he took action first and punched the Demon Lord Saint in the face.

"Haha, that's funny. Even a mere eighth-grade saint wants to punch me in the face. So what if I just stand here and receive a punch from you?"

In order to let Li Zhoujun know that he was powerful and thus feel desperate, the Demon Lord Sage planned to receive Li Zhoujun's punch with his face.

Li Zhoujun looked at the motionless Demon Lord Saint and instantly became happy.

At this time, Li Zhoujun was evenly matched with Mo Xiaosheng for the first time, and gained the strength of Moxiao Sage. Moxiao Sage used his face to receive his punch. He was just looking for abuse!

But Li Zhoujun would not be polite to the demon lord saint.

When Li Zhoujun's fist gradually came closer to the face of the Demon Lord Saint, the Demon Lord Saint suddenly realized that something was wrong.

For an eighth-level saint, why does the power of this punch feel a little wrong?

Even before this punch hit me in the face, I already felt threatened!

However, in the desperate situation, the Demon Lord Sage had no time to react defensively, so Li Zhoujun punched the Demon Lord Saint in the face.

boom!

A loud bang.

The next moment, the face formed by the black energy and countless eyes of the demon lord saint changed into various shapes under the huge force of Li Zhoujun's punch, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

This scene stunned everyone on the ferry.

When Li Zhoujun saw this scene, he secretly thought that it was a pity that the punch between himself and the demon lord saint, whose cultivation levels were evenly matched, did not kill the undefended demon lord saint.

However, it is certain that the demon lord saint was seriously injured.

at the same time.

The demon lord saint stabilized his figure, and then he looked at Li Zhoujun in shock and said: "Damn it, you are actually a ninth-grade saint?! Could it be that you kid has been plotting against me from the beginning to let me You have let down your guard, you are such a deep city! If this saint had not changed his body structure, I might not be able to resist your punch!"