Chapter 423: The Powerful Qing Emperor

"Who are you?" Li Zhoujun asked the old man who arrived, but there was no fear on his face.

"Who am I? Why, you wiped out my whole Lin family and forgot about it so quickly?" Lin Maosen looked at Li Zhoujun and sneered.

"The Lin family in Jiuying City?" Li Zhoujun was slightly stunned.

"Otherwise? Ancestor, I will avenge my descendants of the Lin family today. I will cut off your head and throw it to Daotian Holy Palace!" Lin Maosen looked at Li Zhoujun with a cannibalistic look in his eyes.

"Why, you are a member of the Lin family, and you want to take away my body. Did I do something wrong? Besides, I didn't destroy all your Lin family." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Didn't the entire Lin family be wiped out?" Lin Maosen looked at Li Zhoujun who was lying with his eyes open, and suddenly he felt very angry.

"Isn't there still you? But if nothing else happens, we should be able to really wipe out the entire Lin family today." Li Zhoujun said.

"It's really funny, you little bastard, are you planning to kill me, ancestor?" Lin Maosen was infuriated by Li Zhoujun's words: "But you are actually an eighth-grade saint, ancestor, I was quite surprised. , But even so, why do you dare to speak arrogantly to me, a ninth-level saint? Are you just trying to rely on your ancestor's ninth-level saint clone? "

"What do you think?" Li Zhoujun grinned.

twice at the same time.

When everyone saw Li Zhoujun confronting Lin Maosen without any panic, they couldn't help but wonder if Li Zhoujun had any trump card.

If not, everyone present would probably be impressed by this ninth-grade saint who suddenly appeared.

"I guess you will definitely die today!" Lin Maosen snorted coldly and attacked Li Zhoujun directly.

Lin Maosen's fingers, as old as dead wood, were seen in the void.

The next moment, black cracks like spider webs began to spread in the void around Li Zhoujun.

In the cracks, countless vine tentacles stretched out, sweeping towards Li Zhoujun in all directions.

"The ninth-grade saint takes action, what a terrifying power!"

"There seems to be poison on these vines. If you touch them, you will definitely die!"

Many monks present were shocked when they saw this.

But at this moment, Li Zhoujun was directly at odds with Lin Maosen, his divine eyes opened on his forehead, and suddenly thousands of thunder blasted out, and the vines shattered in response.

Lin Maosen frowned when he saw this scene. This boy's strength seemed not as simple as he thought.

"Ninth-grade saint?" Lin Maosen asked uncertainly.

"Guess." Li Zhoujun said with a grin.

"Guess your sister!" Lin Maosen snorted coldly. Next, he was surrounded by vines and turned into a big tree in the sky. On the big tree, Lin Maosen's face looked at Li Zhoujun loomingly, and then , the vines of countless big trees seemed to turn into the tentacles of an octopus, attacking Li Zhoujun again.

When Li Zhoujun saw this, he just smiled slightly and avoided these fatal attacks by turning around.

For a while, Li Zhoujun and Lin Maosen were fighting back and forth.

Huangfu Ren was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Obviously, this Qing Emperor's cultivation has reached the level of a ninth-grade saint!

If it weren't for this ninth-grade old man who suddenly came out, I would definitely die today!

And at the same time.

Many monks present looked at Li Zhoujun in shock as he was constantly fighting with Lin Maosen.

At first, everyone thought that Qing Emperor was just a seventh-grade saint.

As a result, the Seven Saints of the Demonic Path were brutally beaten.

Okay, everyone thought he was an extremely powerful eighth-grade saint, but he turned around and started fighting with a ninth-grade saint.

"This Qing Emperor's true strength should be that of a ninth-grade saint. He can't be any higher, right?" At this time, a seventh-grade saint murmured to himself.

"Who knows." Another seventh-level saint smiled bitterly.

When Lin Maosen saw that he could not win over Li Zhoujun for a long time, he suddenly began to doubt his life.

This is really different from what I thought.

Why is Li Zhoujun so powerful? !

Are all members of the Daotian Holy Palace really ninth-grade saints? Even the holy son Li Zhoujun is a ninth-grade saint?

Is this Daotian Holy Palace hidden so deeply? !

Thinking of this, Lin Maosen suddenly took a breath of cold air, and then his actions became more and more ruthless, attacking Li Zhoujun's vital points with all his moves, obviously determined to kill Li Zhoujun.

[Ding: This Lin Maosen actually wants to kill the big boss of this system. Can you bear this?

The system issues a mission to kill Lin Maosen, no matter what method!

When the task is completed, the host will receive generous rewards! 】

With the release of system tasks.

Li Zhoujun's eyes changed when he looked at Lin Maosen again.

I saw Lin Maosen's giant dragon-like vines whipping towards Li Zhoujun. The terrifying movement directly crushed countless voids.

However, Li Zhoujun's eyes showed excitement. His right sleeve exploded violently, and jade-colored dragon scales appeared on his entire arm. Then, Li Zhoujun punched directly towards the giant vine that was sweeping towards him. .

boom!

There was a loud noise.

I saw Lin Maosen controlling the dragon-like vines that he smashed towards Li Zhoujun, and they shattered.

And Li Zhoujun's dragon scales flew out a lot.

In this exchange of blows, no one took advantage, and the void began to collapse.

Fortunately, Li Zhoujun had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he took action directly to stabilize the collapsing void.

After all, if the void collapses and affects Dong Qiuyue in the trial battlefield, it will be difficult to deal with.

However, seeing this, Lin Maosen would naturally not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He sneered in his heart that Li Zhoujun was so bold that he dared to distract himself to do other things when fighting with someone of similar strength. At the same time, Lin Maosen also attacked Li Zhoujun directly.

Lin Maosen entangled countless vines together and turned them into a huge vine finger, and then crushed directly towards Li Zhoujun.

Under this finger, Li Zhoujun was as small as dust.

"That's it?" Li Zhoujun smiled without looking back. While stabilizing the collapsed void, Li Zhoujun clenched his right hand into a fist again, and the blood in his body surged, making a sound like thunder.

Then, Li Zhoujun turned back suddenly and punched Lin Maosen.

Boom!

After Li Zhoujun's fist collided with the huge finger, all the cultivators present felt the world shaking almost at the same moment.

And the place where Li Zhoujun was was already covered by dust.

"Is he dead?"

Lin Maosen and Huangfu Ren were all concentrating on the place where Li Zhoujun had just stood.

At the same time.

The cultivators present also became nervous.

After all, if Li Zhoujun died, if the ninth-rank saint was unhappy and killed everyone present, it was estimated that no one would dare to trouble this ninth-rank saint.

After all, the ninth-rank saint, if the Heavenly Venerable did not come out, was definitely the well-deserved peak combat power!