Chapter 792: It’s Ok to Cry Now

"Take turns?"

Li Zhoujun looked at the Central Emperor and smiled, "It seems unnecessary."

"Why?" The Central Emperor frowned.

"There is a saying that goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the king." Li Zhoujun said with a slight smile.

"Qingdi, do you mean to attack the Moshan Painting Immortal directly?" Beichen Emperor said in surprise.

"Although the Moshan Painting Immortal is not an ancient saint, the strength he has shown is far above the half-step Dao Saint. Qingdi, are you serious?"

The Central Emperor said in a serious tone.

"What the Central Emperor said is true. If we anger the Moshan Painting Immortal, we will all die!" said Emperor Xuannan.

Mu Zhenhuang laughed: "It's as if you can survive even if Qingdi doesn't attack Moshan Painting Immortal. Moshan Painting Immortal said that only one of us can survive. Why do you think you can beat Qingdi and the Central Emperor and survive to the end?"

"Then you can't survive." Emperor Xuannan snorted.

"I didn't say I could survive to the end, so I think Qingdi's suggestion is good." Mu Zhenhuang said.

Emperor Xuannan's mouth twitched, unable to refute.

At the same time.

Moshan Painting Fairy, who was watching all this secretly, showed a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

Attack her?

Why doesn't she believe it?

Although she is not an ancient saint, she has the strength of a first-grade Taoist saint.

A group of ants may not even be able to find her location, right?

However, Li Zhoujun did not continue to talk nonsense with everyone at this time.

I saw that Li Zhoujun directly chose to be 50-50 with the entire painting world.

In an instant, a terrifying aura, like a deep sea, gushed out from Li Zhoujun's body, as if the ancient saint was here in person.

"First-class Dao Saint Realm?!"

The Moshan Painting Immortal in the dark, as well as the Central Emperor, Xuannan Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Mu Zhenhuang, and Liu Laoxian who were beside Li Zhoujun, all widened their eyes in shock when they felt the breath coming from Li Zhoujun, full of disbelief.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun's three thousand black hair moved with the wind, his green shirt fluttered, his eyes were like a god, he looked around, the stars were flowing in his eyes, and almost instantly, he locked the location of the Moshan Painting Immortal.

After locking the location of the Moshan Painting Immortal, Li Zhoujun's eyes were like torches, and the divine eyes on his forehead suddenly opened, like the pupil of heaven and earth, instantly changing the color of the wind and clouds.

Then, thousands of thunders exploded between heaven and earth, deafening, they were like the anger of the avenue, rushing straight towards the Moshan Painting Immortal, with great momentum, no one could stop it.

At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world in the painting was trembling for Li Zhoujun's power.

"How is it possible?!"

Moshan Huaxian, who was originally high above and calmly watching all the ants like a god, could no longer maintain her previous calmness in the face of Li Zhoujun's sudden attack.

Facing the thousands of thunders that contained terrifying power and attacked her, Moshan Huaxian felt that Li Zhoujun's power was no less than hers.

In a hurry, Moshan Huaxian had to mobilize the power of the entire painting world to compete with Li Zhoujun.

Moshan Huaxian spread out a white palm, and the power of the world in the painting seemed to be summoned. In an instant, it gathered into a vortex in Moshan Huaxian's white palm.

The huge statue that had fought with the Central Emperor before also turned into the world in the painting at this moment, and became one of the countless powers that surged towards Moshan Huaxian's palm.

Seeing thousands of thunders roaring and roaring towards her, Moshan Painting Fairy swung her slender arms fiercely, and the power gathered in her palms, like a tiger out of a cage, roared and crashed into the thousands of thunders coming towards her.

At this moment, the entire world in the painting shook, and thousands of thunders collided with the power in Moshan Painting Fairy's palms. The terrifying air waves that erupted tore through the void, as if to swallow everything.

"What a terrifying power!" The Central Emperor looked solemn.

If this power was aimed at him, even if he was a half-step Taoist Saint, he would definitely die.

"This Qing Emperor is actually a Taoist Saint?!"

Emperor Xuannan looked at Li Zhoujun's back, whose green shirt was swaying in the wind, with lingering fear in his eyes. Fortunately, Li Zhoujun only broke his ancient sacred magic weapon at that time, instead of taking his life.

"Tsk..." Emperor Beichen smacked his lips at this time, "Good fellow, it turns out that Emperor Qing was just playing house when he fought with me before."

Mu Zhenhuang looked at Li Zhoujun who was making a move, his eyes were full of spirit.

Liu Laoxian patted his chest and secretly reminded the old man to stay calm.

But in fact, Liu Laoxian's heart was still turbulent.

Since the ancient times, there is now another Taoist Saint, and the pattern of the Central Continent will be completely rewritten!

When all the noise stopped.

Moshan Huaxian appeared in front of everyone with a dark face.

Although she had taken on Li Zhoujun's thousands of thunders before, her figure was also forced out by Li Zhoujun.

"After Qin Tianyi, no more Taoist Saints are allowed to appear in the Central Continent. Why can you still move around in the Central Continent?!" Moshan Huaxian asked Li Zhoujun in confusion.

"You have a lot to do with my being able to move around in the Central Continent." Li Zhoujun smiled.

"What does it have to do with me?" Moshan Huaxian frowned, feeling full of doubts about Li Zhoujun's words.

"Yes, what does it have to do with you?" Li Zhoujun chuckled.

Moshan Painting Fairy: "..."

"Okay, this matter has nothing to do with me for now, but you have such strength that you can break free when I ask your soul to enter this place, why do you still want to come in?" Moshan Painting Fairy asked again.

"To make you cry." Li Zhoujun laughed.

"What?!"

Moshan Huaxian widened his eyes, and after hearing Li Zhoujun's abstract answer, he couldn't help asking, "Do we know each other? You want to make me cry?"

"No, but I want to make you cry." Li Zhoujun laughed, "Or you can cry now, and I won't make you cry."

Central Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Xuannan Emperor and others: "..."

Moshan Huaxian's mouth twitched at this moment, and then sneered: "I'm not that easy to cry."

"Then I'll make you cry." Li Zhoujun said.

"Then come and make me cry!"

Moshan Huaxian was also successfully angered by Li Zhoujun.

As soon as the words fell, Moshan Huaxian's mind moved, and the power of the world in the painting gathered like a real dragon out of the sea, showing endless power, and finally condensed into a towering mountain, covering the sky and the sun, and then it was like the collapse of the sky and the earth, pressing towards Li Zhoujun with great momentum.

This terrifying movement made the Central Emperor, Beichen Emperor, Xuannan Emperor, Mu Zhenhuang, Liu Laoxian and other nine-grade Dao Emperors feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, and their scalps tingled.

But Li Zhoujun faced this situation, but his green shirt remained, his eyes calm, as if everything that happened could not break Li Zhoujun's calmness.

"I want to see what strength you have to make me cry!" Moshan Huaxian looked at Li Zhoujun, his eyes were burning with anger, and that anger seemed to be about to burst out.