Chapter 640: I Don’t Know Either!

As the monks of Beixing City became more and more emotional and indignant,

Mo Xuqiu's face became more and more ugly.

"What a surprise! It seems that City Lord Wen is very popular among the people. He even offended me and even Shanghu Academy."

Mo Xuqiu looked at Wen Mengqing with narrowed eyes and said, "Can you really bear to put these people who respect you in trouble?"

Wen Mengqing was in a heavy mood at this time.

"Don't be afraid, City Lord. We, the entire Beixing City, will rise and fall with you!"

Xu Rumo said with a firm expression at this time.

The monks in the city also echoed.

The three people from the Black Temple in the crowd were panicked at this time.

"Deputy Palace Master, we are not from Beixing City!"

Black-clothed Nineteen said anxiously to Black-clothed Second: "It seems that Mo Qiuqiu is going to attack Beixing City. Let's run!"

"That makes sense. We have to run quickly, otherwise our lives will be lost here!" Black-clothed Second agreed, but after he reacted, he kicked Black-clothed Nineteen's butt again and snorted: "You are teaching me to do things again?"

"My Lord Deputy Palace Master, you can beat me any way you want after we survive, but now let's run away!" Black-clothed Nineteen said with tears in his eyes.

At this time, Mo Qiuqiu sneered: "What a touching picture, it's a pity that this world is about strength. In such a big world, no one will notice the disappearance of Beixing City."

Just when Mo Qiuqiu's voice fell, a huge transparent cover like an upside-down bowl covered the entire Beixing City.

"It's over, I can't run away!" Black-clothed Second's eyes were desperate.

In the eyes of the fourth-rank Taoist, the third-rank Taoist is no different from an ordinary person!

"As long as you can spare Beixing City and all the creatures in Beixing City, I will agree to whatever you say!" Wen Mengqing said at this time, as if he had used up all his strength.

Mo Qiuyu shook his head: "At the beginning, I didn't know that your people loved you so much. If I let them live, it would be tantamount to leaving trouble for my Shanghu Academy. So today, except for you and Qiongqi, there should be no one alive in this city."

"Shanghu Academy sounds like a very decent name, why are the disciples in it doing things that are no different from the evil ways?"

At this time, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came from the crowd.

Everyone looked at Li Zhoujun,

"Is it the man in green who knows the city lord?"

"Can he save the city lord and us?"

At this time, the eyes of the monks in Beixing City all fell on Li Zhoujun, with hope in their eyes,

including Xu Yuhua, and Chu Dongjie.

"No, why is this second-grade Taoist so brave?" Black-clothed Nineteen looked at Li Zhoujun who was walking towards Wen Mengqing as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Yes, why?" Black-clothed Twenty also asked puzzledly.

"Yes, why?" Black-clothed Second was also stunned.

At the same time.

Li Zhoujun had already walked to Xu Rumo's side.

Xu Rumo did not stop Li Zhoujun, because she also saw the scene of Li Zhoujun and Wen Mengqing greeting each other, and it was obvious that this person knew his own city lord.

In this way, Li Zhoujun walked to Wen Mengqing's side unimpeded, looking at Mo Qiuqiu with a smile on his face, and did not speak.

"Why did you come out?" Wen Mengqing asked Li Zhoujun at this time.

"You still owe me a favor. If something happens to you, who can I ask for this favor?" Li Zhoujun was puzzled.

Wen Mengqing: "... I can't protect myself now, okay?"

"Who are you?" Mo Qiuqiu looked at Li Zhoujun who suddenly appeared, and frowned for a while and asked.

"Green Emperor, Li Zhoujun." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Green Emperor?" Mo Youxu smiled: "It's a very domineering title, but I don't know if you deserve it.

After all, those who dare to claim to be emperors in the Dao world are all standing at the end of the Dao world, and they are admired by thousands of people. It's not that you can get recognition from others just by taking a title.

Of course, it's okay to be a local emperor in a small place, but if you meet someone who is stronger than you, be careful that the title is too arrogant and you will be in trouble."

"I am very happy with your reminder, but I am very unhappy with your last ridicule. Be careful to bring disaster to your Shanghu Academy." Li Zhoujun said with a smile.

"Hiss!"

"Is this Green Emperor threatening Shanghu Academy?"

At this time, the monks in Beixing City were all shocked by Li Zhoujun's words.

Wen Mengqing also looked at Li Zhoujun in doubt.

She had contact with Li Zhoujun several times and found that he was not a boastful person. He dared to say so. Is he really confident?

Or is he playing the same empty city trick as himself?

"Where does he get the confidence from?" Black-clothed Nineteen wondered.

"Yes, where does he get the confidence from?" Black-clothed Twenty followed closely.

"Yes, I don't know!" Black-clothed Second was also confused, after all, he had never met Li Zhoujun before, and today was the first time he met him.

"Hehe... Hahaha!!!"

At this time, Mo Qiu was amused by Li Zhoujun's words and laughed so hard that he almost cried. He calmed down, looked at Li Zhoujun, shook his head and laughed: "Where did this mountain boy come from, how dare he be so arrogant?"

"I came from a small place, I haven't seen much of the world." Li Zhoujun also smiled and said: "But it should be no problem to deal with you Shanghu Academy."

"You are really looking for death." Mo Dongxuan also finished laughing at this time, and he sighed: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

Just when Mo Zhouxun finished his words, he thought, and in an instant, countless golden words rose into the sky, emitting light like a scorching sun in the air, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the hearts of everyone present.

"Is this the fourth-grade Daojun?!"

The monks present in Beixing City felt that they were in despair at this moment.

The same is true for Xu Rumo, the commander-in-chief of Beixing City.

When a first-grade Dao Lord faces a fourth-grade Dao Lord, it feels like an ant facing the scorching sun!

Wen Mengqing was already desperate at this time.

"Dead, dead, it's really over now..." The three people who came from the Black Temple were barely hugging each other and trembling.

But Li Zhoujun didn't panic at all. He just looked at the golden words floating in the sky and commented seriously: "The writing is a bit ugly. Did you write it yourself? It's better to write a chicken than to throw rice into it." hello."

Hearing this, Mo Ziyun's face suddenly turned dark.

This magical power is called "Reciting the World and Suppressing Demons". To practice it, monks must copy the characters on it. The more beautiful the golden characters are copied, the deeper the Taoism and the greater the power.

Obviously, his teachings are not deep, so his words are crooked.

"Haha, regardless of whether the words are ugly or not, I think it's enough to deal with a guy like you who only knows how to talk!" Mo Dongwen snorted coldly.