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

[Ding: The system has issued a mission to rescue the virtual saint who is almost about to burp.

The mission is completed, and the host’s cultivation level breaks through to the ninth level of eternity! 】

Li Zhoujun, who had just returned to Chenyue Valley, received a task from the system.

After looking at the tasks issued by the system, Li Zhoujun pondered for a moment and then went to the small courtyard on the west side of Chenyue Valley where Xue Zhi was.

"I haven't seen you come to our house for more than half a year. I suddenly came to visit you today. I think I have something to do." Xue Zhi sat in the small courtyard pavilion, drinking tea and looking at Li Zhoujun lazily. The wind blew her long white hair at the right time. , the hair is like clouds wrapped around her snowy forehead. The word "xianya" is perfect to describe Xuezhi at this time.

Li Zhoujun stood in the gentle breeze, with the corners of his clothes fluttering, and said with a smile: "I heard from Shen Yue that Miss Xue Zhi is a saint of the Qilin clan. I think Miss Xue Zhi must have heard about many powerful people in the Eternal Continent."

Xue Zhi smiled, put down the tea cup in her hand, and looked at Li Zhoujun with interest: "Why should I tell you?"

"I think Li owes Miss Xuezhi a favor." Li Zhoujun said.

"Whether a favor is worth anything or not depends on the merits of the person who owes me the favor. Do you think you are worthy of this favor?

If you need a saint to repay the favor you owe me, then this favor is not important to me. "Xue Zhi smiled slightly, her red lips full of charming charm.

"The favor that Li owes to Miss Xuezhi is certainly worth it." Li Zhoujun said with a smile, "Li must pay it back himself."

Xue Zhi nodded: "Okay, I believe you once and tell me the questions you want to ask."

"Are there any eternal twelfth-level monks in this world?" Li Zhoujun asked.

Xue Zhi frowned: "You are relying on the Holy Sage, so he must have told you that there should be no eternal twelfth-level monks on this eternal continent."

"So... what about outside the Eternal Continent?" Li Zhoujun narrowed his eyes.

Xue Zhi smiled: "Yes, but it is almost equal to a legend."

Li Zhoujun smiled and said, "Please ask Miss Xuezhi to give me some advice."

Xue Zhi said: "In the nothingness outside the Eternal Continent, there are many realms. Some are inconspicuous small worlds. Some are worlds created by the powerful people of the Eternal Twelve Level. Compared with the Eternal Continent, Not bad.

I have no way of knowing why those Eternal Level 12 powerhouses would move to the void and re-create a world without waiting for the Eternal Continent.

But among the many worlds in the void, there is one domain called the Infinite Thunder Field, and the Dream Emperor who created the Infinite Thunder Field is the existence of the eternal twelfth level. "

"Is there more?" Li Zhoujun asked again.

"Of course." Xue Zhi smiled slightly, "But you owe me a favor, and I can only tell you so much."

Li Zhoujun nodded: "Thank you very much."

Xue Zhi asked: "Would you like tea?"

"No." Li Zhoujun shook his head.

After leaving the small courtyard where Xuezhi was.

Li Zhoujun left a letter in the small courtyard where he lived, and then used the system's message hiding function to quietly leave Chenyue Valley.

The reason why he left quietly was probably because of Li Zhoujun's habit.

But then again.

Li Zhoujun knew that the saint would be able to see the truth in this letter.

It was not what Li Zhoujun expected.

Shortly after Li Zhoujun left, Saint Xu Shi saw the letter left by Li Zhoujun.

"Let me wait in Chenyue Valley, and you can help me find a way to cure me?" Sage Xu Shi looked moved after reading Li Zhoujun's letter.

Of course, it's not about being moved.

Totally frightened.

If Li Zhoujun died and was injured because he was trying to treat his illness, how should he explain to Senior Qin?

"I'm a great master of the Qingtian!" Saint Xu Shi was so panicked that he quickly shouted, "Chen Yue!"

"The little one is here!"

Shen Yue arrived at the scene almost the moment Saint Xu Shi spoke.

"That guy Li Zhoujun is gone. Do you know when he left and where he went?!" Sage Xu Shi glared at Shen Yue.

Shen Yue broke into a cold sweat: "I don't know..."

"What?!" Saint Xu Shi's voice rose, "What do you do for food?"

"Then do you know when he left and where he went?" Shen Yue asked weakly.

"I know that I still ask you?" The virtual saint glared.

Shen Yue's whole body was about to break again, with a depressed face: "That kid Li Zhoujun can hide from your old eyes and leave here quietly, so do you always think that his young eyes are better than your old ones?"

"Compared to me, you are obviously far behind me." The saint said without hesitation.

Shen Yue spread her hands: "So, it's normal for you not to notice that Li Zhoujun has left, and for me not to notice that Li Zhoujun has left here."

The corners of the Xu Shi Sage's mouth twitched, as if this was the truth.

"Forget it." The virtual saint waved his hand, "Go away."

"Okay!" Shen Yue lay on the ground and rolled away quickly.

"Be particular about it." The virtual saint couldn't laugh or cry, and immediately prepared to set off to find Li Zhoujun's whereabouts.

Regardless of whether he can find Li Zhoujun or not, he must find him anyway. This is what he promised Mr. Qin, and he must do it well before he dies.

When the true and false saint is leaving.

Xue Zhi leaned in front of the small courtyard door and said to Sage Xu Shi: "When Li Zhoujun left, he asked me if there could be an eternal twelve levels in this world, and I told him about the Infinite Thunder Field."

The sage said: "Thank you very much, Miss Xue Zhi."

Xue Zhi smiled: "He owes me a favor, please don't let him die."

Saint Xu Shi nodded and left Chen Yue Valley.

other side.

Li Zhoujun said to the system: "Brother Tongzi..."

[Ding: The coordinates of Wuliang Mine Domain have been sent to the host, and the host can choose to transmit at any time. 】

"System, you really understand me." Li Zhoujun sighed.

[Ding: Call daddy. 】

"Brother Tongzi teleported," Li Zhoujun said.

[Ding: What a big boy, let’s go! 】

As the system sounds fall.

Li Zhoujun felt like the world was spinning.

other side.

Infinite minefield.

In the void space, there are two figures facing each other.

One of the figures was a strong man surrounded by thunder and lightning, with terrifying lightning in his eyes.

Behind it, there is a huge thunder dragon entrenched.

At this time, the big man surrounded by lightning and the thunder dragon behind him were all staring at the figure in front of him.

It was a figure wrapped in the sky's black mist, whose face could not be seen clearly. Sitting on the throne, he looked at the strong man with lightning all over his body sarcastically, and smiled slightly at the thunder dragon behind him: "Floating Dreams" Emperor, the general trend of our Demon God Abyss is the Seventy-two Demonic Temples, why do you bother to build an infinite thunder field outside the Eternal Continent to block the general direction of our Demon God Abyss?"

"Haha, what's the general situation? You Demon God Abyss Seventy-two Demon Temples have seventy-two thrones, each of them is the eternal twelfth level, but your second throne to the twelfth throne are all occupied by Mr. Qin, and there are three others. Seniors were shattered, and the First Throne was suppressed by Senior Qin. You were twelve against four, and you lost. How can you still have the dignity to talk about the situation in Demon God Abyss in front of me now? "Isn't it funny? "

Emperor Fumeng sneered, "I think I also smashed your thirteenth throne of the seventy-two demon temples today, so that I can be in the limelight. Although it is not as good as Senior Qin, it is still enough outside the Eternal Continent. The Taoist friends who established the defense line were blown away.”