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Chapter Seventy-One: How to Drop

"Master?!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the slightly transparent figure in green clothes that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The person who came was none other than the soul mark that Li Zhoujun left on Jiang Xiaobai.

When Jiang Xiaobai encounters extreme danger, it will be triggered.

It was because of a Qi Refining monk who refuted him again and again, but Lu Bei, who was furious, also calmed down at this moment.

This person is obviously just a clone. Although his cultivation level cannot be seen, judging from the fact that he can resolve his own power as soon as he appears, this clone has at least the same strength as himself. The strength of his body should be within

above oneself.

"You are this boy's master?"

Lu Bei asked Li Zhou Jundao in a deep voice. Even if it was possible that the figure in green clothes in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than himself, Lu Bei was not false at all. After all, he also carried a clone of a master.

The master is a real and powerful Immortal Lord. Even a clone cannot be resisted by the Immortal Lord.www.八1zw.??m

True immortals and subsequent realms are divided into true immortals, heavenly immortals, and mysterious immortals...

And each realm has nine small realms from low to high, ranging from level one to level nine. Each level can survive a calamity. Only those who reach the realm of Xuanxian are qualified to be called Immortal Lord!

And he, Lu Bei, is a third-grade heavenly immortal!

At the same time, Lu Bei felt that Li Zhoujun should only look like a fourth-grade heavenly immortal. How could he resist an existence at the level of an immortal?

"I am not talented, I am the master of this little guy." Li Zhoujun chuckled at this time.

Yao Tao looked at Jiang Xiaobai and blinked, as if to say, you have such a powerful master, why didn't you tell him before?

Jiang Xiaobai was also confused at this moment.

Isn’t his master only capable of cultivating gods?

How can a mere clone dissolve the power of an immortal?

Could it be that his master is also an immortal?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaobai took a deep breath.

Worship an immortal as your teacher?

This is a huge piece of shit luck for me!

"I can't tell that there is a strong man like you behind this kid." Lu Bei said politely, cupping his hands to Li Zhoujun.

But then, he changed the subject: "You are also a powerful person at the immortal level. You must have heard of my Yao family in the immortal world, right? My master is a powerful person at the level of an immortal king."

"I have never heard of it, but I really want to know why you want to kill my disciple. If he did something wrong, I, as the master, will naturally not tolerate it. But if he did not do anything wrong, I will leave your Yao family sooner or later.

The last time." Li Zhoujun shook his head and said, let alone the Yao family, he didn't even know what realm this immortal king was.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai looked at Li Zhoujun, who was standing in front of him and protecting him every time he spoke, with tears filling his eyes. At the same time, he felt more and more respect for his cheap master.

"It's very simple. Your disciple is only qualified to cultivate Qi refining, so how can he be qualified to marry my young lady? I, the daughter of the Yao family, married a Qi refining monk. If word spreads, how can my Yao family gain a foothold in the immortal world?"

Lu Bei snorted coldly, saying that he was a little scornful of Li Zhoujun, an immortal, who wanted to go to Yao's house. He was afraid that you might go there but not come back.

Do you really think that a person who can be called an immortal king is a toothless tiger?

"I see."

Li Zhoujun suddenly realized what he said.

I immediately understood what the plot was.

That's the woman the protagonist meets, with a great background.

Then the people in the protagonist's woman's family look down on the ant-like protagonist.

In the end, the protagonist continues to level up and rise, embarking on the road of showing off and getting slapped in the face!

Having said that, Li Zhoujun smiled at Lu Bei and said, "Fellow Taoist's thinking seems a bit too old-fashioned. We, the older generation, would be better off not getting involved in the affairs of young people."

"It seems that your Excellency is very supportive of your disciple being with my young lady." Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't know how strong your Excellency is, whether you can withstand the anger of my Yao Family Immortal Lord."

"Little girl, honestly speaking, do you really like my dull disciple?" Li Zhoujun ignored Lu Bei and turned to look at Yao Tao and asked.

"Um……"

Yao Tao blushed and nodded.

Li Zhoujun smiled sarcastically, turned to Jiang Xiaobai and said, "You brat is lucky to be favored by this girl."

After the words fell, Li Zhoujun looked at Lu Bei and said, "Fellow Taoist, did you hear this? This is a mutual love. Do you really have the heart to break it up?"

"Since they were born, they are destined not to be the same kind of people, and they can't get together. If you are stubborn, don't blame me for being rude. It's just right for me to learn about the strength of your immortal in the lower world." Lu

Bei Leng snorted and stopped talking to Li Zhoujun. He wanted to take the young lady home as soon as possible, so he raised his hand and attacked Li Zhoujun with a claw.

This blow caused the sky and earth to eclipse, and the storm surged.

The creatures within thousands of miles around were already trembling with fear just by the aura of this attack.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but worry about his master. If his master didn't go through this because of him, then he would be really sorry for his master.

At the same time, Li Zhoujun felt very guilty when he saw this.

This old guy's strength is several levels stronger than that of the True Immortal Demon Lord he encountered before.

This old guy's cultivation is definitely above that of a true immortal!

If Li Zhoujun's clone didn't have the 50-50 ability to stand by him, he would just stand opposite Lu Bei and blow his breath without anyone having to do anything.

But it is a pity that Li Zhoujun has 50% of his abilities!

At this moment, Lu Bei's claw was almost in front of Li Zhoujun, and the mighty wind carried by this blow blew Li Zhoujun's green shirt and full head of black hair, causing them to sway non-stop.

Under this devastating blow, Li Zhoujun seemed to be standing on the same spot, as steady as a rock, but in fact he was really confused.

But fortunately, the system was close to him, and Li Zhoujun was confident. After reacting, he raised his slender palm and moved it a little forward into the void. Suddenly, one by one, like crystal, crystal clear ice spikes condensed.

"Go." Li Zhoujun shouted softly.

Ice thorns, like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, attacked and killed Lubei.

Seeing this, Lu Bei did not dare to continue to attack Li Zhoujun rashly. He grabbed his hands and formed a seal to smash the ice spikes.

Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly.

In this fight, the clone of the green-shirted young man was, as expected, not much different from himself, looking 50-50 equal.

But if he continues to delay, he will no longer be an opponent when this young man's true form arrives.

After thinking about it, Lu Bei grinned at Li Zhoujun: "Sir, please don't stay in a small lower world for too long, and you will have the idea that no one can do anything about you. You will be unlucky today."

Li Zhoujun just smiled softly at Lu Bei's words.
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