Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

Chapter 1210 Visit

"Does the Emperor still remember me?"

Li Chunyang, who was concentrating on following Sanxiao to further improve the formation and working to make more comprehensive use of the power of ether, was suddenly interrupted by a sudden voice.

Li Chunyang was startled at first, then he turned around with Sanxiao and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Outside the barrier they had set up, there stood an old man in a Taoist robe and holding a whisk.

“It’s actually the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi!”

The sharp-eyed Fairy Yunxiao was the first to exclaim.

Since he had already accepted his past memories, Yunxiao naturally recognized at a glance this once-famous ancestor of earthly immortals.

Compared to Yunxiao's politeness, Bixiao on the side seemed much more casual: "Oh, it turns out to be Zhen Yuanzi. But, he is at the same level as our master. He is usually polite to the brothers and never targets us. It is reasonable for you to call him the Great Immortal, Big Sister."

When Zhen Yuanzi, who was outside the barrier, heard this, the smile on his face suddenly became stiff, and he even became dazed for a moment.

However, with his cultivation and magnanimity, he naturally would not care about these minor verbal offenses.

After all, the personalities of the sisters Qiongxiao and Bixiao are quite famous among the many powerful people in the entire prehistoric world.

Of course, the more crucial factor is that Fairy Yunxiao herself is famous and highly respected.

"You are actually the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi!"

Li Chunyang said with a look of surprise, unable to hide his awe, "Quickly, please invite the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi to take a seat!"

You have to know that the immortal Zhen Yuanzi is a well-known figure in the prehistoric world. How could Li Chunyang dare to neglect him in the slightest?

Not to mention anything else, the fact that the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi respectfully addressed him as the Emperor as soon as he opened his mouth made Li Chunyang secretly happy.

Although Lingzhuzi was once the real Emperor of Ziwei, he is now the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi after all, so calling him Emperor is appropriate and reasonable.

So Li Chunyang was naturally flattered by the polite gesture of the Immortal Zhen Yuanzi.

"In that case, I won't be polite."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly and walked forward while speaking.

In the blink of an eye, the originally empty place suddenly had a straight and wide long table and several soft and comfortable cushions.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw this, the smile on his face became even more intense.

However, at this moment, a surprising scene occurred. Zhen Yuanzi gently waved the whisk in his hand and swept it towards the long table.

In an instant, more than a dozen attractive and crystal clear ginseng fruits appeared out of thin air on the empty long table.

These ginseng fruits seemed to be cast under a spell, floating steadily in the air, as if imprisoned by an invisible force.

"I am really ashamed. I came here in a hurry and did not prepare any precious gifts. After thinking about it, the only gifts I can give are the ginseng fruits grown at home. I hope the emperor and the fairy will not despise them."

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile on his face and a humble tone.

"That's not true, Great Immortal. It is natural for Chunyang to entertain you when you come here."

Li Chunyang also showed enough courtesy to Zhen Yuanzi, and also took out a lot of natural treasures and placed them on the table, and invited Zhen Yuanzi and Sanxiao to enjoy them together.

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"I never thought that I would have such an opportunity to meet the Emperor again!"

Zhen Yuanzi's weathered face revealed an extremely sincere expression.

His deep eyes stared intently at Li Chunyang in front of him, as if he wanted to see the brave Lingzhuzi of the past through him.

Looking back to that year, Lingzhuzi stepped forward and resolutely chose to sacrifice himself to stop the Demon Lord's evil deeds.

Not only that, in that thrilling collapse of the demon world, he completely disregarded his own safety and put life and death aside.

Such an act of sacrificing one's life for justice and being righteous is truly shocking and moving.

Now, facing the reincarnation of Lingzhuzi - Li Chunyang, Zhenyuanzi, a highly respected immortal, dare not be negligent in the slightest and must give him the highest and most respectful courtesy.

Li Chunyang smiled and politely made a gesture of invitation to Zhen Yuanzi, and said slowly: "Great Immortal, please."

Although he knew in his heart that what Zhen Yuanzi said was all about Ling Zhuzi, he remained calm and treated him warmly and attentively based on their current status as friends.

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"Your Mightiness."

The Big Golden Crow was about to speak, but stopped when the words reached his lips, because at this time Li Ziting, who was holding Ao Jinxue, had already cast his gaze straight to the middle-aged man in dragon robe not far away.

Li Ziting had a stern expression and his eyes were as sharp as cold stars, while Ao Jinxue in his arms looked a little weak and powerless.

"Relatives?"

Li Ziting looked down at Ao Jinxue and asked softly.

Ao Jinxue was startled at first, then slowly shook his head, his tone filled with sadness and determination: "I... no longer have any relatives. Now, all I have left are my enemies."

Hearing this, Li Ziting understood instantly. He nodded to show his understanding, then waved his arm and raised the spear in his hand that was shining with purple lightning without hesitation, pointing the tip of the spear directly at the middle-aged man in dragon robe.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe felt his heart tremble when he saw this, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

He stared with wide eyes at the seemingly young boy in front of him, and was secretly horrified in his heart - for some reason, at this moment, he felt a kind of terrifying pressure from the other party, as if he was facing the Ancestral Dragon.

Realizing that the situation had become extremely bad, the middle-aged man in the dragon robe's face suddenly changed and he secretly said in his heart that something was wrong.

He made a prompt decision without any hesitation. His figure flashed and a faint light emanated from his body. It was obvious that he was preparing to use some mysterious method to escape from this place.

However, at this critical moment, suddenly, a low "buzzing" sound like thunder rang out.

Following the sound, I saw that Li Ziting, who had been standing quietly, suddenly moved. His other hand stretched out as fast as lightning and slightly clenched the void in front of him.

In an instant, a shocking scene appeared. The space centered on the middle-aged man in dragon robes suddenly sank downwards as if being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand.

The originally calm space now began to ripple, like waves spreading out on the water.

At the same time, dazzling streaks of lightning danced like silver snakes, constantly flashing and jumping in this concave space, making deafening crackling sounds.

Each bolt of lightning contained extremely terrifying energy, making people afraid to even approach it.

Almost at the same time, Li Ziting suddenly exerted force with the hand holding the Thunder Spear. The muscles in his arm bulged high and the veins popped out.

With a low roar, the thunder spear in his hand turned into a bolt of lightning that cut through the sky, and with unparalleled power and speed, it flew fiercely towards the middle-aged man in dragon robe.

"not good!"

The middle-aged man in the dragon robe secretly felt that something was not right, and an unprecedented sense of fear surged in his heart.

He suddenly discovered that the space around him seemed to have solidified into an indestructible cage. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free and escape successfully.

At this moment, the face of the middle-aged man in dragon robe turned as pale as snow, without any blood at all.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.

However, his strong desire to survive left him no time to think. After a roar, he waved his hands without hesitation, gathering all the strength of his body in his palms, and used all the skills he had mastered in an attempt to stop the imminent fatal attack.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The Thunder Spear was like a bolt of lightning that cut through the night sky, and its speed was beyond imagination.

Just as Li Ziting threw the spear, it came rushing over like a meteor chasing the moon, carrying an unstoppable and overwhelming momentum, and mercilessly pierced through the chest of the middle-aged man in dragon robe.

"Pfft!!!"

With a creepy sound, the thunder spear easily pierced through the body of the middle-aged man in dragon robe.

In an instant, a stream of golden dragon blood spurted out of the other party's mouth, blooming in the air like a gorgeous fountain.

The originally dignified and stern face now turned extremely pale, as if it had lost the luster of life.

However, at this moment, his body was shaking like a candle in the wind, and he began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

Every tremor seems like the dying struggle before the fire of life is extinguished, which is shocking.

Along with this trembling, there was a series of sharp crackling sounds coming from the chest that was ruthlessly pierced by the thunder spear, like the shocking sound of lightning and thunder that cuts through the night sky.

Looking closely, I saw blue arcs of electricity jumping and flickering around the wound like nimble little snakes.

These arcs emit a terrifying light and seem to contain endless destructive power.

Immediately afterwards, a jaw-dropping scene took place - under the ravages of the power of thunder, the originally bloody injured area actually began to crack inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The scars gradually spread and expanded, just like a fragile stone that was instantly shattered into countless small pieces after being hit hard.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed hard from his throat a few times, each cough carrying a strong smell of blood.

Despite being seriously injured, he still struggled hard to raise one hand and pointed it tremblingly at Li Ziting.

Those originally clear and bright eyes were now filled with fear and despair. The incredulous gaze stared straight at the other person, as if trying to see through the depths of the heart of the person in front of him who had pushed him into a desperate situation.

"How...how could it be...this way..."

He widened his eyes, looked ahead in disbelief, and squeezed out these words with difficulty.

Every word seemed to have been spoken with the last bit of strength in his body, and his voice was as hoarse as the whine of an old bellows, almost unmelodious.

However, before he could finish his words, the body that was ruthlessly pierced by the thunder spear could no longer withstand the huge damage brought by this fatal blow.

His originally tall and mighty body began to tremble violently, and then suddenly collapsed like a crumbling building.

In an instant, his entire body was like ashes in the wind, disintegrating rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the once mighty figure completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving only specks of dust that slowly drifted away with the gurgling water until it finally disappeared completely.

Thinking back to the past, this powerful being from the deep sea dragon clan was so majestic and arrogant!

But now, he was vulnerable to Li Ziting's fierce and unparalleled killing methods, and died before he could even take a single move.

Witnessing this scene, all the living beings present stood there blankly like clay sculptures or wooden carvings, their hearts shrouded in an unprecedented fear and their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Especially the big golden crow that had just spoken, its originally proud head was now lowered, and its eyes were wide open as if they were about to fall out of its sockets.

His mouth was opened wide, big enough to fit a fist in, and his throat made a gurgling sound, as if there was a huge stone stuck there, preventing him from breathing smoothly. He could only swallow his saliva continuously, trying to relieve the discomfort caused by the tension and panic.

You must know that just a moment ago, this group of people with ulterior motives were secretly plotting and trying to take advantage of Li Ziting's unpreparedness to suddenly attack and snatch the extremely precious and rare thunder liquid in his thunder pool.

However, at this moment, everything that happened before their eyes hit them hard on the head like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering all their previous fantasies.

Who could have imagined that this young man with an innocent-looking face, young age and a bit immature could be hiding such unfathomable and terrifying power?

Just a simple stab of the spear was like a flash of lightning across the night sky, carrying the power to destroy the world, and wiped out without a trace the powerful dragon who was famous and powerful in the deep sea!

This scene was so shocking that it made people feel that their previous ideas were extremely stupid and ridiculous.

Even super strong people who have reached the quasi-saint realm can be killed so easily, let alone those who have just come back to life and have not yet fully recovered to the peak realm of Daluo Jinxian?

Looking back now, what they did before was undoubtedly seeking their own death!

That's a quasi-saint.

A true quasi-saint.

And he is a quasi-saint of the dragon clan.

"Just ants."

There was a flash of lightning in Li Ziting's eyes. He opened his hand again, and the thunder spear that pierced out returned to his hand.

Then a figure flashed.

Disappeared again.