In the world of cultivating immortals, people can fight with everyone on equal terms.

Faced with all kinds of sarcasm from the upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Gods.

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly.

With a thought, a chessboard stretching for thousands of miles descended, instantly covering all the people of the alien demon tribe present.

"Can this broken chessboard trap dozens of upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Gods? What a joke!"

Emperor Mangye said coldly at this time.

Li Zhoujun smiled slightly, pointed his finger at the void, and suddenly the stars evolved from countless chess pieces condensed above the chessboard.

When these stars appeared, the many upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Gods all closed their mouths silently at this time. Although the aura was not as good as the emperor realm, it seemed a bit scary...

"This kid seems to have something..."

Emperor Shenxiang said a little absent-mindedly.

The Wild Emperor sneered: "This boy relied on his strong strength to make such a big noise. It seems that he wants to wipe us out, but how long can he maintain such magical power?"

"The Wild Emperor is right!"

The many upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods said.

"Fall." Li Zhoujun chuckled and said nothing more.

When Li Zhoujun's voice fell.

The chess pieces hanging in the sky turned into meteors and smashed into all the alien monsters on the chessboard.

Almost in an instant, all the alien monsters below the upper emperor realm died on the chessboard.

The upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods of the alien monsters also used their magical powers to resist the falling chess pieces that looked like stars. For a time, the whole chessboard was full of flames.

The upper emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods were surprised to find that every chess piece that fell could be resisted as long as they exerted their full strength.

But after resisting one chess piece, another one followed, which made them miserable.

On the other side.

Dragons from another world.

Ao Shan looked in the direction of the Ancient Temple of the Gods, and seemed to feel the movement over there.

He looked a little melancholy, but also a little fortunate.

The young master of the Imperial Palace in the main world, Qingdi, seemed to have held back on him...

At the same time.

Inside Li Zhoujun's chessboard.

The Wild Emperor, who was just taking one chess piece after another, shouted loudly: "Everyone, please hold on a little longer. I don't believe that Qingdi can maintain such a great magical power for a long time!"

After that, the Wild Emperor looked angrily in the direction of Li Zhoujun.

At this time, Li Zhoujun was flying across the sky, like an emperor who was high above, overlooking the extremely embarrassed middle-level emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Gods of the Monster Clan on the chessboard.

"What Mang Ye Tiandi said makes sense. You all hold on. When the Qingdi runs out of mana, that will be the day he falls!" Qing Hua Huang, the deputy chief of the Wanshen Ancient Temple, who was catching a new chess piece that fell, shouted at this time.

However, Li Zhoujun smiled slightly.

Three days later.

While catching the chess piece that fell from the sky, Qing Hua Huang gave chicken soup to the upper-level Tiandi of the Wanshen Ancient Temple on the chessboard, saying: "You all hold on a little longer, the Qingdi will die!"

"My deputy chief, you have said this a hundred times!"

"I think the Qingdi is deliberately playing tricks on us, waiting for Lord Jiushi to take action!"

"Yes, you see that Qingdi has roasted a few chickens to eat during this period of time!"

The upper-level Tiandi of the Wanshen Ancient Temple complained bitterly at this time.

Qing Hua Huang looked at Li Zhoujun with an unusually ugly expression after hearing this.

Li Zhoujun, who continued to display such great magical powers, had a ruddy face at this time, and was even roasting a chicken in a corner. How could he look like he was running out of magic power?

Although Li Zhoujun roasted the chicken without a single swear word, he had already humiliated the upper emperors of the Ten Thousand Gods Ancient Palace to the point of being completely exhausted!

Qinghua Emperor and Mangye Emperor felt a sweetness rising to their throats.

On the other side.

The Nine Corpses Emperor frowned at Qin Tian and said, "Although your junior's strength has not reached the level of the Emperor, it is already difficult to measure it with the level of the Upper Heavenly Emperor."

"That's true." Qin Tian nodded slightly, a little arrogantly, "After all, I said that I can't see through him."

The corners of the Nine Corpses Emperor's mouth twitched: "The battlefield you prepared to train him was prepared in vain. He broke through it in a short time. It's a waste of time to continue like this. Your junior is afraid that the chicken will vomit. I will try him myself. If he is really capable, I will open the passage myself and send him to the Eternal Heaven."

"Okay." Qin Tian said with a deep look.

He and the Nine Corpses Emperor actually have the ability to ascend to the Eternal Heaven.

It's just that at their level, they also know their own talents. Even if they go to the Eternal Heaven, it will be difficult to make progress. They are not even qualified to become the stepping stones for the geniuses of the Eternal Heaven forces to move forward. So what's the point of going there?

At the same time

Li Zhoujun had already roasted a chicken and was eating a chicken leg while watching the embarrassed upper Heavenly Emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods of the Alien Demon Clan, who were overwhelmed with dealing with the chess pieces.

"Qingdi, you humiliate us so much. Although the Nine Corpses Emperor is in retreat, we cannot summon the Nine Corpses Emperor, but the Nine Corpses Emperor can convey her meaning through other means. She has already recovered from her injuries. When the Nine Corpses Emperor comes out of retreat, you will die a miserable death! You will die a miserable death!"

The Wild Heavenly Emperor was shocked and angry at this time, jumping up and down and said to Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "I'm waiting for her."

"Don't wait for me, I'm coming."

Just as Li Zhoujun finished speaking.

A cold figure of a woman in white walked out from above the chessboard.

"Nine Corpse Emperor!"

"Lord Nine Corpses is out!"

"Lord Nine Corpses, you must cut this Qing Emperor into thousands of pieces!"

The superior Heavenly Emperors of the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods all cried with runny noses and tears after seeing the Nine Corpse Emperor.

Li Zhoujun looked at the cold woman in white and smiled slightly: "Are you the Nine Corpse Emperor?"

"It's me." The Nine Corpse Emperor nodded and said, "Stop talking nonsense, if you can take my palm, I will stop the fusion of the other world and the main world, and close the channels that have been merged. From now on, the main world and the other world will The world will never offend each other.”

Li Zhoujun said in surprise: "Did you single-handedly create the fusion of the main world and the other world?"

"It's not just me." The Nine Corpse Emperor smiled slightly.

Li Zhoujun frowned, vaguely thinking of something in his mind.

"Don't think so much, can you agree to this condition?" asked the Nine Corpse Emperor.

After Li Zhoujun took a deep breath, he looked at the Nine Corpse Emperor and said, "Okay."

"Boy, you are really whimsical. How can you handle a palm from the Emperor Realm?" Emperor Mangye continued to sarcastically say to Li Zhoujun while he was awkwardly picking up the chess pieces.

Li Zhoujun smiled: "Maybe?"

"Look at the palm." The Nine Corpse Emperor didn't talk nonsense. After reminding Li Zhoujun, he raised his hand and slapped Li Zhoujun with his palm, and then blasted out with the Nine Corpse Emperor's palm.

Around Li Zhoujun, nine phantoms appeared at the same time, rushing towards Li Zhoujun.

Li Zhoujun looked at the Nine Corpse Emperor in surprise.

The Nine Corpse Emperor smiled slightly.

And at the same time.

The palms of the nine phantoms had already hit Li Zhoujun's body, making nine dull sounds.

"Is this Qing Emperor dead now?"

Many high-ranking Heavenly Emperors in the Ancient Temple of the Ten Thousand Gods had the same idea in their hearts.

The face of the Nine Corpse Emperor has become solemn and surprised...