Chapter 158: Zhong Dong Comes to Visit

After burying the body of Immortal Mo Yu here.

Li Zhoujun also left the Immortal Lord Hall and returned the same way.

On the way back, he encountered the faceless puppet who was trapped in the Immortal Locking Formation.

When the faceless puppet saw Li Zhoujun, he instantly became excited: "You are still alive. How can you still be alive under the residual power of the immortal king's fight?! You old man, if you have the ability, let me out! See if I don't kill you." Got you!"

Li Zhoujun: "..."

"Wait a minute, are you one of the Immortal Lords we fought against just now?" The faceless puppet seemed to suddenly react and said in disbelief. After all, not long after the green-shirted young man entered, a battle between the Immortal Lords broke out.

So it’s not surprising that faceless puppets have this idea.

Moreover, when Li Zhoujun fought against the Demon Emperor, the remaining power of the Immortal Emperor had been blocked by the system.

Therefore, the faceless puppet only thought that there was an immortal king fighting inside.

"I originally planned to let you out, but as soon as you saw me, you shouted to kill me. Then I can't let you out. I'll punish you to stay in the Immortal Locking Formation for the rest of your life." Li Zhoujun chuckled at this time Said with a smile.

After all, faceless puppets are difficult to deal with and cannot be killed.

If you let this guy out, this guy has no brains, doesn't care whether he is an immortal king, and insists on doing it to himself, he won't be able to solve it, and I'm afraid he will waste a lot of time here.

Of course, unless you use the magic talisman that contains the Immortal Lord's strike, but as the saying goes, good steel is used on the blade. It is really a waste to use the talisman on this faceless puppet.

Besides, he had just used one spiritual talisman to set up a formation for Immortal Mo Yu, and now he only had two spiritual talismans.

To sum up, it is better to let the faceless puppet stay in the Immortal Locking Formation, and it can barely rely on words to continue to be the first line of defense for the Moyu Immortal.

So Li Zhoujun walked out of the bronze door.

"Father, Fairy Lord, I was wrong, let me out!"

The faceless puppet slapped the Immortal Locking Formation and shouted hurriedly.

But Li Zhoujun ignored it and walked out of the bronze door.

At this time, the faceless puppet was so regretful that he wished he could give himself a slap in the face.

Why don't you imitate other people's harsh words?

It’s true that trouble comes from the mouth!

…

When Li Zhoujun came to the entrance to Xianjun's tomb again.

Several figures in the sky landed in front of Li Zhoujun.

"I've seen Li Xianjun before!"

Under the leadership of Mo Wenfan, the leader of the tomb-guarding clan, several true immortals from the tomb-guarding clan bowed respectfully to Li Zhoujun.

Mo Zhuang, whom he met in Lancang City that day, was also among them.

"You don't have to be polite." Li Zhoujun smiled at this time.

"Li Xianjun, did you encounter anything in the Xianjun's tomb just now?" Mo Wenfan asked Li Zhoujun cautiously.

Li Zhoujun thought for a while and said: "In fact, Lord Moyu is not dead, but suppressed an immortal-level demon cultivator below. After Li went down, he joined forces with Lord Moyu and killed the demonic cultivator. Kill, Immortal Moyu completely exhausted her vitality and died after this battle. Li has already buried her and set up a spiritual formation so that she can rest in peace after her death."

After all, Mo Yuxianjun is the belief of the tomb-keepers, so Li Zhoujun told a white lie. After all, you can't deny other people's contributions just because of their mistakes, and Moyuxianjun has already paid for her wrong thoughts. paid the price.

Furthermore, Li Zhoujun also got a lot of good things from others. As a human being, you always have to learn to forgive.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Li Xian." Mo Wenfan and several other true immortals from the tomb-guarding clan bowed respectfully to Mr. Li Zhou with red eyes.

It turned out that the Immortal Lord they had been guarding for generations was not dead, and was still so great. With one person's power, he had suppressed the Immortal Lord-level demon cultivators for countless years. This made Mo Wenfan and others feel that it was worthwhile to dedicate their lives to this Immortal Lord.

As for whether they think Li Zhoujun deceived them, that's not the case. After all, an immortal king can destroy the tomb-keeper clan with just a thought. Is it necessary to lie specifically to deceive them?

"No need to be polite." Li Zhoujun waved his hand and said with a smile: "Immortal Moyu has suppressed the Immortal Lord-level demon cultivators for countless years at the cost of his life. He is worthy of the respect of the world."

At this time, Mo Liuer also rushed over and bowed respectfully to Li Zhoujun: "Mo Liuer has met Li Xianjun. Thank you Xianjun for saving Mo Liuer in Lancang City."

"You're welcome." Li Zhoujun smiled.

Sudden.

A crack appeared in the small world where everyone lived.

The next moment, a figure in black flew in from the crack and fell heavily to the ground.

When everyone in the tomb guarding clan saw the figure in black clearly, their expressions turned ugly instantly.

This figure in black is none other than someone else.

It was Mo Xuanhe, the cultivator of the Tribulation Perfection who was guarding the entrance to the small world of the Tomb Guards clan.

Immediately afterwards, two more figures came out of the crack.

The people who came were an old man in black robes and a young man with a resolute face.

When Mo Liuer saw this young man with a resolute face, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Zhong Dong?!" Mo Wenfan saw the person clearly and his face turned cold: "What do you mean by injuring the gatekeeper elder of my tomb-guarding clan?"

The young man who came was none other than Zhong Dong, who was separated from his daughter by Mo Wenfan!

At this moment, Zhong Dong's aura was extremely strong, and he had obviously reached the state of integration.

However, at this time, Zhong Dong ignored Mo Wenfan's words. Instead, he looked at Mo Liu'er and said with a worried look: "Liu'er, my master noticed that a war broke out here earlier. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mo Liuer shook his head.

"Liu'er, are you willing to leave here with me and go to the fairyland together?" Zhong Dong then looked at Mo Liu'er lovingly and asked.

"No." Mo Liu'er took a deep breath and shook her head. Now that she has become a mother, how can she abandon her husband and son?

At this moment.

A young man from the tomb-keeping clan came to Mo Liu'er almost instantly, protecting Mo Liu'er behind him, and looked at Zhong Dong vigilantly and said: "Liu'er has married me, Zhong Dong, if you really want to take Liu'er away, just step over my Mo Aohan's body!"

After hearing Mo Aohan's words.

Zhong Dong's eyes gradually darkened. He looked at Mo Liu'er and took a deep breath, almost gritting his teeth and said, "Zhong Liu'er, is what he said true?"

Zhong Dong's eyes made Mo Liu'er feel that Zhong Dong at this moment was really strange...

"Boy, what are you talking nonsense about? If you want a woman, then snatch her away. With your master here, this small lower world grave-keeping clan can't make any waves." At this moment, the black-robed old man next to Zhong Dong laughed.

"How dare you!"

The grave-keeping clan's true immortals were furious when they heard this.

This man actually didn't take them seriously!

And Li Zhoujun looked at this scene and felt that it was a bit bloody.

But it was very realistic.

The young couple was separated.

When the man was somewhat successful, he turned around and found that the woman was already married, and maybe the child would be there.

By the way, the black-robed old man said "small lower world", could he be from the fairy world?

"I'm sorry for making Li Xianjun laugh at this family scandal."

Mo Wenfan bowed to Li Zhoujun and apologized, then looked at Zhong Dong, narrowed his eyes and said: "Maybe you have some skills now, but Liu'er is already a wife and has a son. I advise you to let go of the past."

As Mo Wenfan's voice fell.

The black-robed old man next to Zhong Dong immediately narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Zhoujun and said: "People from the lower world, do you know what a fairy king is? Dare to call yourself a fairy king, can you bear it?"

Li Zhoujun: "..."

He was drunk, and he could be shot even when lying down?

But Zhong Dong didn't care much about Li Zhoujun at this time. After all, his mind was filled with anger.

Isn't it just for being with Mo Liu'er that he worked hard day and night to practice?

But now Mo Liu'er has become a wife and has a child. What is the reason for Zhong Dong's foolish practice for so many years?

How can he not be angry? !