And as the monks at North Star City were in high spirits and indignant,
Mo Xūqiú's face became increasingly ugly at this time.
"What a surprise. It seems that City Lord Wen is so popular with the people that he doesn't hesitate to offend me and even Shanghu Academy."
Mo Xūqiú looked at Wen Mengqing with slightly narrowed eyes and said, "Are you really willing to put these people who respect you into trouble?"
Wen Mengqing felt solemn at this time.
"Don't be afraid, City Lord, our entire North Star City will be prosperous and suffer losses with you!"
Xu Rumò said with a firm expression at this time.
The monks in the city also agreed.
The three Black-clothed Divine Hall people in the crowd were in panic at this time.
"Vice Hall Master, we are not from North Star City!"
Black-clothed Nineteen said anxiously to Black-clothed Second: "This Mo Xūqiú looks like he is going to attack North Star City, let's run!"
"That makes sense, you have to run quickly, otherwise your life will be lost here!" Black-clothed Second agreed, but after he reacted, he kicked Black-clothed Nineteen in the butt again and snorted, "What the hell are you teaching me to do again?"
"My Lord Vice Hall Master, you can hit me as much as you want after we survive, but you'd better run away now!" Black-clothed Nineteen said, wanting to cry but without tears.
At this moment, Mo Xūqiú let out a sneer, "What a great person, both prosperous and devastated. It's such a touching scene. Unfortunately, this world is about strength. Even if a Dao Realm is so big, no one will notice if a North Star City disappears."
Just as Mo Xūqiú finished speaking, a huge transparent cover like an upside-down bowl covered the entire North Star City.
"You're done, you can't run away!" Black-clothed Second's eyes were filled with despair.
In the eyes of Fourth-Rank Dao Lord, a third-grade Daoist is no different from an ordinary person!
"As long as you can let go of all the creatures in North Star City and North Star City, I will agree to anything you say!" At this time, Wen Mengqing said as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Mo Xūqiú shook his head. "I didn't know that your people loved you so much at the beginning. If I left them alive, it would be like leaving trouble for me Shanghu Academy. Therefore, except for you and Qiongqi, there will be no one alive in this city today."
"Shanghu Academy still sounds like a very decent name. How come the disciples inside do things no different from Demonic Path?"
At this moment, a voice that made people feel like spring breeze came from the crowd.
Everyone looked towards Li Zhōujūn,
"Is it the man in green who met the city lord?"
"Can he save the city lord and us?"
At this time, monk North Star City's eyes all fell on Li Zhōujūn, his eyes full of hope.
These include Xu Yuhua, Chu Dongjie as well.
"No, why is this guy Second-Rank Dao Lord so brave?" Black-clothed Nineteen looked at Li Zhōujūn, who was walking towards Wen Mengqing as if taking a leisurely stroll, and couldn't help but be a little confused.
"Yeah, why?" Black-clothed Twenty also didn't understand.
"Yes, why?" Black-clothed Second was also stunned.
At the same time.
Li Zhōujūn has come to Xu Rumò's side.
Xu Rumò did not stop Li Zhōujūn, because she also saw Li Zhōujūn and Wen Mengqing greeting each other. It was obvious that this person knew his city lord.
Just like that, Li Zhōujūn walked up to Wen Mengqing without any obstruction, looked at Mo Xūqiú with a smile on his face, and said nothing.
"What are you doing out here?" Wen Mengqing asked Li Zhōujūn at this time.
"You still owe me a favor. If something happens to you, who can I turn to for this favor?" Li Zhōujūn wondered.
Wen Mengqing: "... I can't even protect myself now, okay?"
"Who are you?" Mo Xūqiú looked at the sudden appearance of Li Zhōujūn and asked with a frown.
"Qing Emperor, Li Zhōujūn." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
"Qing Emperor?" Mo Xūqiú smiled, "It's quite a domineering title, but I don't know if you are worthy of it.
After all, those who dare to call themselves emperors in the Dao Realm are all standing at the end of the Dao Realm and are respected by thousands of people. They cannot be recognized by others by just choosing a name.
Of course, it's okay to act like a local emperor in a small place, but if you meet someone who is stronger than you, be careful if your name is too arrogant, it will cause disaster."
"Your reminder makes me very happy, but your last taunt makes me very unhappy. I will be careful to bring you Shanghu Academy into trouble." Li Zhōujūn said with a smile.
"Hiss!"
"Is this Qing Emperor threatening Shanghu Academy?"
At this time, all North Star City monks were shocked by Li Zhōujūn's words.
Wen Mengqing also looked at Li Zhōujūn in surprise.
She had contacted Li Zhōujūn several times and found that this person was not a big talker. Could he really have the confidence to dare to say this?
Or are you just talking about empty city tactics like yourself?
"Where does he get the confidence?" Black-clothed Nineteen wondered.
"Yeah, where does he get the confidence?" Black-clothed Twenty followed closely behind.
"Yeah, I don't know!" Black-clothed Second was also confused. After all, he had never met Li Zhōujūn before, and it was the first time he met him today.
"Haha... hahaha!!!"
At this time, Mo Xūqiú was so amused by Li Zhōujūn's words that he burst into laughter and almost burst into tears. He calmed down, looked at Li Zhōujūn, shook his head and said with a smile, "Where on earth did this mountain boy come from, to dare to talk so shamelessly?"
"I come from a small place and haven't seen much of the big world." Li Zhōujūn also smiled and said, "But it should be no problem to deal with one of you Shanghu Academy."
"You are really looking for death." Mo Xūqiú also finished laughing at this time, and he sighed, "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."
Just when Mo Xūqiú finished speaking, he had a thought in his mind, and in an instant, countless golden words rose into the sky, emitting light like the scorching sun in the air, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the hearts of everyone present.
"Is this Fourth-Rank Dao Lord?!"
The North Star City monks present felt that they were in despair at this moment.
The same is true for North Star City's Great Commander Xu Rumò.
When a first-level Daojun faces Fourth-Rank Dao Lord, it feels like an ant facing the scorching sun!
Wen Mengqing was already in despair at this time.
"It's dead, it's dead, it's really over now..." Black-clothed Divine Hall The three people who came here were barely hugging each other and trembling.
But Li Zhōujūn 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? You can write better than you."
Mo Xūqiú's face suddenly turned dark when he heard this.
This Divine Ability is called Sutra of World Recitation and Demon Suppression. If a monk wants to practice, he must copy the characters on it. The more beautiful the golden characters are copied, the deeper the Daoism and the greater the power.
Obviously, his teachings are not deep, so his writing is crooked.
"Haha, don't worry about 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 Xūqiú snorted coldly.