"Master Dao, who do you think will win between Li Mi and Demon Emperor Chi Qiu?" Du Fuwei asked without raising his head while holding the chess score.

"Don't think about it, of course Chi Qiu wins. Li Mi's characteristics are that he is immortal and weird. The demon emperor Chi Qiu has mastered the law of material energy transformation. How can Li Mi be Chi Qiu's opponent?" Zhu Liming said without even thinking about it.

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"Is the gap between the two sides really that big?" Du Fuwei couldn't believe it and looked at Zhu Liming with his eyes.

If Chi Qiu could easily defeat Li Mi, wouldn't it mean that he could easily defeat himself?

"Master Dao, I'm afraid you just resurrected and don't know Li Mi's strength. Li Mi's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds in the past five hundred years..." Du Fuwei felt that Zhu Liming must not understand Li Mi's strength, so he judged the opponent arbitrarily.

Not as strong as Chi Qiu.

Chi Qiu was imprisoned in the Hell Rock, and Li Mi had practiced hard for five hundred years, how could he be no better than Chi Qiu?

Moreover, Li Mi's strange ability is even more confusing.

"Of course I know. In the past five hundred years, Li Mi has had no restraints. Taking advantage of the war, he swallowed an unknown amount of blood and has already cultivated to the level of a marquis. But so what?" Zhu Liming shook his head.

Ancestor, relative, Duke, Hou, Bo, Zi, male.

Although the Marquis is good, you must know that Chi Qiu at this time is equivalent to the realm of the Great Mage, which is the true transformation from a mortal to a god.

The Archmage is at least equivalent to the vampire prince.

However, Li Mi combined the martial arts of this world and the power of Taoism in this world to create some good methods, but they were only good.

The gap in realm is irreparable.

Although Chi Qiu did not have the spells of a great mage and had never mastered forbidden spells, he was born with the blood of a dragon and mastered the magical power of the fire system.

Great wilderness

The highest peak of the demon clan

Li Mi turned into a black shadow, and a piece of moonlight condensed in his hand, turning into a full-moon scimitar, breaking through the sonic boom and slashing towards Chi Qiu.

Chi Qiu's face was expressionless, a long knife was unsheathed at his waist, and he and Li Mi fought together instantly.

There was only a clanging sound, and in an instant the two sides exchanged hundreds of moves. After a long time, they suddenly separated, and then their positions crossed.

"Not bad, I have some skills." Chi Qiu stroked the scimitar in his hand, showing a hint of surprise.

"Your body?" Li Mi looked at Chi Qiu's whole body, and the white marks were particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

He chopped hundreds of knives on the red dragon. The knives hit his vital points, but he couldn't even break through the opponent's defense.

What's going on?

This is a big joke.

You can't even break the opponent's body, so why fight?

"Your martial arts skills are good, and your speed is also very fast. It is at least five times as fast as my emperor, but so what? My body has been tempered in the hell rock for five hundred years, and even the forbidden spells of Miaoyuan Daojun can't kill me.

Not to mention a little monster like you?" Chi Qiu smiled and waved the long knife in his hand:

"This sword is made of my scales. It was the scales that retreated when I was in nirvana underground, and then it was forged with the earth's fire."

"Your sword also looks quite mysterious. It actually gathers and disperses without being seen. It's so mysterious that you can't see its movement. I don't know where it comes from." Chi Qiu looked at the sword in Li Mi's hand.

Under the moonlight, the sword was crystal clear, as if it were a piece of glass, reflecting the cold moon in the sky.

Being able to collide with the thousand-forged artifact in his hand for hundreds of moves without being damaged shows how powerful it is, and Chi Qiu's heart was filled with surprise at this time.

His sword was forged in the hell rock for hundreds of years, and it was an artifact made from his own body. Where did his long sword come from?

"Hmph, my long sword is forged from meteorite iron, tempered with the blood of all living beings, and nourished by the essence of the sun and moon." Li Mi looked at Chi Qiu opposite:

"I don't believe it. I have practiced Taoism for five hundred years and I can't even break your body."

"Blood God Technique." Li Mi's body flashed, and the next moment it turned into a series of blood shadows, rushing straight towards Li Mi.

"Huh? No wonder you dared to assassinate me, and you actually asked me to stick to my back, which created a faint crisis." Looking at the bloody figures rushing from all directions, the flames around Chi Qiu rose up and turned into a wall of fire.

As soon as the Heavenly Blood Shadow approached, it was blocked by the wall of steaming fire.

"What a weird method." Chi Qiu looked at Li Mi: "But I am a man who appreciates talents. Because of your extraordinary powers, if you are willing to surrender to me, I will definitely spare your life." Chi Qiu praised.

"You evil beast, don't even think about it!" Li Mi snorted coldly: "The battle has just begun."

The next moment, Li Mi turned around and transformed into a vampire bat that was several feet in size. The bat was golden in color, its wings spread out to be more than ten feet in size, and the moonlight with a radius of dozens of miles was drawn in like a tide.

"What a means! What a means!"

Chi Qiu looked at Li Mi's true form and couldn't help but raise his palms and praise: "It turns out you are a bat spirit. It is not easy for you to be able to do what you are doing today. Let me surrender you."

Time flies, and the night flies by in a blink of an eye. Zhu Mingxiao walks out of the courtyard, stands in the forest, stretches his muscles, closes his eyes and deduce the method. After the morning exercise is over, he walks back to the courtyard and sees Li Mi, who is in a mess and half of his body is missing.

At this time, he was lying in the yard in a miserable state.

A burning smell filled the courtyard. Li Mi's blood core was beating in his body, and his cells were rapidly regenerating to repair the missing half of his chest.

"Hey, how did you end up like this?" Zhu Liming looked at Chi Qiu with a hint of surprise: "With your ability to save your life, even if you can't beat him, it's not difficult to get it back."

Li Mi's body was covered with burns, and his whole body could not be seen intact, just like a roasted salted fish.

"Forget it, that guy with the red head is not a son of a man." Li Mi actually still had the energy to curse at this time: "That guy actually tricked me and deliberately showed a flaw. He spurted out a mouthful of vermilion pills. I couldn't take it in time.

I was hit by the pill and was severely injured in one blow. The Blood God Son is so mysterious that I am afraid that my subordinate will not be able to come back."

Li Mi was floating.

After five hundred years of being invincible, Li Mi began to drift off.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhu Liming glanced at Li Mi, showed no sympathy for him, and walked towards the small building on his own.

Although Li Mi's vitality was injured, he could not die. He would have three to five hundred years to fully recover.

"Master Dao, save me! You can't just die without saving me. Your subordinates have to work for you." Li Mi looked at Zhu Liming's retreating figure and couldn't help but howl.

"Recover slowly by yourself." Zhu Liming said angrily: "Who is to blame for the consequences? None of the saints stood up, but you just ran over and forced yourself to stand up."

Looking at Zhu Mingxiao's retreating figure, Li Mi kept howling, while Du Fuwei stuck his head out from upstairs: "You deserve it, you deserve it. Why are you everywhere?"

Jixia Academy

All the saints gathered together, doing their best in the main hall, and each one discussed the way to respond to the body.

Mencius said:

"Yesterday I went to visit Lao Dan, but unexpectedly, Lao Dan closed his eyes to death and refused to see anyone. It seems that Lao Dan has found the supreme righteous way to live toward death."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall looked serious. Sakyamuni couldn't help but said: "Really?"

"At such a juncture, I'm afraid they are inseparable. I saw that the gates and caves are constantly absorbing the power of the Dharma Realm. It seems that there are fetal membranes in the gates and caves, and the inner creation energy of the world is extraordinary." Mencius said:

"Just before I could watch, Zhang Daoling blocked me back."

After these words, there was silence in the venue.

After a long time, I heard Zhuang Zhou sigh quietly: "As expected of the Taoist ancestor, he has walked ahead of us again."

Just when everyone was thinking about whether they could escape the disaster, they suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, and saw a young figure walking in from outside the hall.

The person who came was very young, too young to be ridiculous.

The aura around him is also very ordinary, without the slightest aura of a strong person, let alone the visions of heaven and man that the saints have.

Li Shimin stood up from his seat: "I have met Mr. Dao."

All the saints in the hall were suddenly enlightened, and they all stood up and bowed: "I have met Tao Lord."

Zhu Liming walked on the main seat, turned around and saluted everyone: "I have seen all the saints."

Then he sat cross-legged on the high platform and said: "I saw that the true spirits of the saints were resurrected, but they never gave birth to three souls or seven souls, let alone a physical body. Then I couldn't bear it and created a method called "The Mystery Method in the Womb"

.I have a chance to meet you all today, so I came here to speak to you all."

Zhu Liming didn't say much and began to talk about reincarnation, perfecting the three souls and seven souls, and enlightening the mystery of the womb.

Time flew by in a blink of an eye. All the saints were entranced and immersed in the Dharma. The three days passed by in a blink of an eye.

early morning

Zhu Limingxiao stopped teaching and looked at the saints with his eyes: "Is there anything you don't understand?"

Everyone bowed together: "Thank you so much, Mr. Dao, for giving me the Dharma."

Seeing this, Zhu Liming nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, I don't need to say more. Whether you continue to live in this world or choose to be reincarnated and rebuild your body, you can make your own choice."

Zhu Mingxiao got up and was about to leave.

"Master Dao, stay here." Mencius stood up and blocked Zhu Liming's footsteps.

"What's the matter, Mencius?" Zhu Liming looked at Mencius.

"Think again about asking Tao Lord for advice. I have always heard that Dao Lord is the ancestor of all dharma. I wonder if I can teach you the power of the ancestor of all dharma?" Mencius' eyes were full of solemnity.

At this time, all the disciples in the hall looked at Zhu Liming in unison, their energy fluctuating around their bodies, and a surge of eager anticipation arose.

Zhu Mingxiao smiled when he heard this and looked at Mencius with his eyes: "Well, since you want to ask for advice, I will give you a move. You can take it."

Mencius's whole body was filled with qi, great righteousness was flowing, and the laws of the holy way were boiling and boiling all over his body.

Looking at Mencius who was facing a formidable enemy, Zhu Mingxiao struck out with a calm palm.

A palm is just an ordinary palm. In the eyes of all saints, it is an understatement of ordinary palm. But for some reason, Mencius was like a dull puppet, standing there stupidly, unable to move.
Chapter completed!