Chapter 690: 7th grade Taoist? !
"Then Li can only stay with me until the end."
Li Zhoujun said with a smile.
After hearing this, the Zijin Emperor couldn't help but sneer, and then he saw the big sleeves of his purple gold rolling robe waved. In an instant, the sky became dark, the ground darkened, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and countless air waves rolled up countless flying sand and gravel like a swift and violent wave. Swept towards Li Zhoujun.
When Xu Xi'an on the side saw this, he also knew that he could no longer prevent the Qing Emperor and the Zijin Emperor from fighting. Looking at Li Zhoujun's figure in the mighty wind, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
The people far away in the square couldn't help but sweat for Li Zhoujun when they saw this scene.
After all, the battle between the sixth-grade Taoist and the seventh-grade Taoist can be said to be a life-or-death battle.
Although the Zijin Emperor just waved his hand, the terrifying aura was definitely enough to make any sixth-grade Taoist immortal or crippled. It was impossible for a sixth-grade Taoist to resist.
But the next second, something shocking happened.
I saw that although Li Zhoujun was in the center of the terrifying aura, he stood like a tall and straight green pine, and even looked very relaxed and casual on his face.
"How can it be?!"
"The Qing Emperor was indifferent to the Zijin Emperor's attack?"
"Could it be that Qing Emperor's cultivation level is also that of a seventh-grade Taoist?"
Many monks far away in the square opened their eyes with incredulous expressions.
Among them, the one who originally wanted to see Li Zhoujun laugh at the old immortal Pengchi showed a look of eating shit on his face.
Based on the strength Qingdi is showing now, he is definitely not something he, the old immortal Pengchi, can touch.
Master Congyang was speechless after seeing Li Zhoujun's display of strength, because if she were in her place, she would never be able to block the Zijin Emperor's casual blow.
If Jiang Wuhui hadn't squeezed his thigh hard at this moment, he might have jumped up. After all, the stronger the Qing Emperor is, the harder the Jiang family will be!
Xu Xi'an, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but almost cursed.
"This guy is hiding a bit deep. No wonder Yi Yi is so calm..." Xu Xi'an couldn't help but take a breath when he saw Li Zhoujun fighting against the Zijin Emperor with a relaxed look on his face.
Emperor Zijin obviously realized that Li Zhoujun was not simple at this time, but his sweetheart was beside him, how could he lose face?
"Qing Emperor, you hide it quite deep." said the Zijin Emperor.
"Not bad." Li Zhoujun nodded.
"Hmph." The Purple Gold Emperor sneered, "That's very good. If you are only a sixth-grade Taoist, there is no point in being defeated by one of my moves."
Obviously, at this time, the Zijin Emperor was very sure in his heart that Li Zhoujun's cultivation level was that of a seventh-grade Taoist.
Just as the Zijin Emperor finished speaking, the Zijin Emperor's skin, flesh, and bones all began to emit bursts of golden divine light at this moment.
In the divine light, the skin, flesh, and even bones all over his body turned purple and gold.
At this moment, the Purple Gold Emperor seemed to have turned into a humanoid weapon. His terrifying killing aura made the Taoist monks far away in the square feel numb.
"This is a powerful technique practiced by the Purple Gold Emperor. The Purple Gold Emperor's Body is one of the pinnacles of physical cultivation. He can defeat all kinds of magic with one punch. Unexpectedly, the Purple Gold Emperor used almost all his strength as soon as he made a move. Ah, it’s interesting now, I don’t know if Qing Emperor can still resist it!”
A Taoist monk said with great emotion.
Li Zhoujun saw this and said with great interest: "Are you going to compete with me physically?"
"Stop talking nonsense and show your true skills!" The Purple Gold Emperor snorted coldly. The next moment, like a purple gold lightning, he teleported in front of Li Zhoujun. Without saying a word, he raised his hand towards Li Zhoujun. Jun struck out with a powerful and heavy punch.
And as the Purple Gold Emperor punched out, the void suddenly burst apart layer by layer, revealing a black hole-like void.
"What a terrifying punch!"
"This punch is definitely enough to crush any sixth-grade Taoist!"
"Not just a sixth-grade Taoist, but even an ordinary seventh-grade Taoist might not be able to take the Zijin Emperor's punch!"
The Taoist monks were all shocked by the power of the Zijin Emperor.
Xu Xi'an, Jiang Yan, and Ning Xuan's hearts were relieved again.
boom!
As a dull sound came out, the monks who were watching the battle between Li Zhoujun and Zijin Emperor all seemed to have forgotten to speak and did not say a word, but their eyes widened.
Xu Xian even covered her mouth in shock.
The punch thrown by the Purple Gold Emperor was unexpectedly caught by Li Zhoujun. The ground around the two of them cracked with countless cracks, but Li Zhoujun did not take a step back, and the dull sound just now came from this.
"How is it possible..." A trace of disbelief flashed across the eyes of the Purple Gold Emperor.
In the Tao world, the Purple Gold Emperor has never fought against an eighth-grade Taoist master, so no one has ever been able to take his punch so easily!
"The strength is still a little lacking." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.
"Then continue, let me see how many punches you can take!" The Purple Gold Emperor roared, the divine light on his body suddenly surged, and his fists seemed to turn into afterimages, and struck towards Li Zhoujun.
boom!
boom!
boom!
As bursts of muffled thunder sounded, every punch thrown by the Zijin Emperor was easily received by Li Zhoujun without exception.
The monks watching the battle were silent at this time.
They could see that although it seemed that the Zijin Emperor and the Qing Emperor were evenly matched at this moment, they were evenly matched.
But in fact, the Zijin Emperor was already anxious and started attacking, while the Qing Emperor seemed very calm. Every time he took the Zijin Emperor's attack, he seemed so relaxed and without any difficulty.
Even a fool can see that Emperor Qing definitely did not use all his strength!
"Why don't you attack me?!" The Purple Gold Emperor also noticed that Li Zhoujun was defensive and had no intention of fighting. He couldn't help but said angrily, "Are you looking down on me?"
But at this moment, a soft light flew over and separated the two people, Li Zhoujun and Zijin Emperor, who were fighting hand to hand.
Immediately afterwards, Emperor Nian's figure appeared between Li Zhoujun and Emperor Zijin.
Xu Xi'an finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his father finally came out.
"Both of you, you are both figures who stand at the top of the Taoist world. Now the trial of the Supreme Council is about to begin. Can you give me a face and let this matter rest for now?" Emperor Nian said slowly at this time.
"Of course." Emperor Zijin and Li Zhoujun said in unison.
"Huh!" The Zijin Emperor snorted coldly when he saw this, and turned away. The divine light on his body also dissipated at this moment, and his appearance returned to its original appearance.
But Li Zhoujun acted indifferently.
Because the system has reminded him that he has completed the task of fighting against the Zijin Emperor, and when Jiang Yan officially participates in the trial of the Supreme Society, he can settle the rewards together.