"See Your Majesty!"

Zhang Jiaoxun walked out of the crowd quickly, knelt in front of Qin Jun and bowed, his tone full of excitement. He almost forgot Qin Jun's face for decades in Journey to the West.

"Is this the Yellow Turban righteous man?"

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile. As soon as this said, Zhang Jiao widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "How did Your Majesty know?"

Thinking of Qin Jun's mysterious and supreme magical powers again, he couldn't help but feel confused about Zhuang Zhou's dream of butterflies, which is true and which is false.

"How could I not understand that world?"

Qin Jun shook his head and smiled, pretending to be mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhang Jiao admired Qin Jun even more, and he quickly turned around and shouted, "What are you still standing there? Why don't you kneel down and worship Your Majesty!"

As soon as this said, all the Yellow Turban thieves around him knelt down, as spectacular as the waves, which made the soldiers on the city wall feel excited.

A hint of excitement flashed in Qin Jun's eyes, because he swept his mind with his spiritual sense and found that these Yellow Turban thieves had generally reached the foundation-building realm, and even Zhang Jiao had reached the virtual realm.

Although hundreds of thousands of Foundation Building soldiers are far inferior to the Jiuli Demon Soldiers, they can still make Qin Jun happy.

"How many Yellow Turbans are there?"

Qin Jun asked, in front of Zhang Jiao, he naturally could not be called the Yellow Turban Thief.

Nezha's eyes were always staring at Qin Jun, Zhang Jiao's progressive spirit, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

With the addition of King Huang Feng and Chang'e, Nezha's pressure began to increase, and he also wanted to become stronger, but his cultivation level reached their level. If he had no chance, it would be difficult to make a rapid progress.

"There are 980,000 people in total!"

Zhang Jiao said proudly that the Yellow Turban Thief was his greatest pride, and he did not take his own cultivation to heart.

The Huaxu Realm is under Qin Jun, and even 50,000 people cannot be ranked.

The Jiuli Demon Soldiers alone have 50,000 names in the Void Realm, which is terrible to think about.

Every time Zhang Jiao thinks of Qin Jun's power, he becomes proud and restrains himself.

"Okay, let's talk about the process!"

Qin Jun shook his head and said, "Zhang Jiao naturally had no objection." The Yellow Turban Thief entered the city in a mighty way, which immediately caused an uproar.

Soon, news came into the city, and it was said that 900,000 Yellow Turban Thiefs appeared out of thin air, and then they knelt down to worship Qin Jun.

The news spread quickly to the entire Pingtian land.

Isn't this a miracle?

"My God! Emperor Qin is too omnipotent, right?"

"Are you kidding a 900,000 army appearing out of thin air?"

"I don't believe it either, it's total nonsense!"

"Is Emperor Qin the reincarnation of the god?"

"There is only one possibility. Look at the things he does, he is obviously not a mortal!"

The entire Pingtian Land began to discuss this matter, and the news began to spread to surrounding dynasties.

Soon, a more explosive news caused a stir in the Southern Region human race.

The headquarters of the Haoji Alliance was taken over by King Huang Feng, a subordinate of Emperor Qin!

The leader of the alliance, Luo Shaomin, was forced to escape by King Huang Feng, and the Haori Alliance of the Nine Lords of the Demonic Way, was killed or injured countless times. Due to the large number of branches, King Huang Feng could not uproot the Haori Alliance in a short time, but once the headquarters was destroyed, Luo Shaomin was seriously injured, and the Haori Alliance, which was at its peak, was considered to be destroyed.

For a moment, the other eight people in the Demonic Way were in panic, and of course they also quickly launched action to divide the territory of the Haori League.

When the righteous Five Xiong heard this news, he couldn't say whether he was happy or sad.

Hu Yu died tragically before, but now the Demonic Dao Haori Alliance is in trouble. They are already out of temper and can't guess which head Qin Jun belongs to.

When the news of Huangfeng's victory was sent back to the Shousha City, Qin Jun was just setting up a Yellow Turban Legion composed of Yellow Turban Thiefs. Zhang Jiao, who was already a little proud, fell silent immediately when he heard the news.

It still needs to be done!

...

After the Haori Alliance was severely injured, Qin Jun's life began to calm down, and Daqin was also busy training troops.

Every day, Qin Jun is not only practicing swordsmanship but also trying to find a way to cultivate relationships with Chang'e. Unfortunately, the goddess is a goddess after all, and Qin Jun can't find the topic.

But the biggest advantage of Qin Jun is that he is shameless and not discouraged at all, but is more motivated.

About three days later, King Huangfeng returned, and Qin Jun praised him, which made people publicize the great achievements of King Huangfeng.

Four days have passed, and the chance of copying gods and demons once a month has come again.

This time, Qin Jun asked Sha Wujing to go back, hoping that he could bring back Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Tang Seng and Xiao Bailong.

Time flies like this.

...

On this day, Taibai Venus finally came back and brought eight immortal gods.

Tieguai Li, Zhongli Quan, Zhang Guolao, Lan Caihe, He Xiangu, Lu Dongbin, Han Xiangzi, and Cao Guojiu!

That’s right, they are the protagonists of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!

"It's very good. The eight immortals will have to serve me well in the future."

In the courtyard, Qin Jun sat on a stone bench and said with a smile, but the Eight Immortals' attitude was a little contemptuous, as if they were a little dissatisfied because of Qin Jun's cultivation level in the Void Realm.

"System, call up the attribute list of the Eight Immortals to see."

Qin Jun ordered in his heart, and at the same time made a gesture to a certain corner.

It turns out that the Eight Immortals all have the cultivation level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, but the small realm levels vary. The strongest one is Lu Dongbin and the fourth level of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Moreover, they do not have special attributes. Qin Jun was a little disappointed, but no matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still flesh. It is not bad to let them guard one side.

Taibai Jinxing took off the storage ring on his middle finger and handed it to Qin Jun and smiled and said, "This is my harvest over the past decades, with countless magical medicines and treasures."

Qin Jun raised his eyebrows, took the storage ring and swept his spiritual sense inside, his expression suddenly shook.

At the same time, Nezha flew over, stood behind Qin Jun, and swept his contemptuous eyes towards the Eight Immortals.

He had seen everything here before, so he naturally understood why Qin Jun called him over.

Without saying anything, the momentum was just bursting out!

The momentum of Taiyi Jinxian Realm is simply a terrifying threat to the Tianxian Realm.

The Eight Immortals' faces changed drastically, and their breathing became more rapid.

"How is it possible...can this person's cultivation level exceed the Golden Immortal Realm?"

Lu Dongbin thought in horror that he looked particularly embarrassed at the moment, as he was graceful.

He felt that Nezha was about as strong as the god of war in the Heavenly Court.

Of course, that was the illusion that he had low cultivation. Erlang Shen was still much better than Nezha.

"Jin Xing, the Eight Immortals will follow you for a while!"

Qin Jun smiled and said, perhaps ordinary people can't hear the profound meaning of his words, but Taibai Jinxing understood it.

Taibai Jinxing nodded with a bitter smile.

He secretly cursed the ignorance of the Eight Immortals. He told them before that he should be respectful and be arrogant.

Taibai Jinxing brought back treasures of heaven and earth, magical medicines and the Eight Immortals, but his own cultivation has not changed much. Qin Jun had expected this, so he didn't care.

What the lip of the emperor depends on is not cultivation, but on the loneliness of the lip of the mouth!

Under Nezha's gaze, the Eight Immortals who were sweating profusely left with Taibai Jinxing.

The third update, thank you for laughing so hard that the whole world burst into tears and becoming the fourth leader of this book~~~
Chapter completed!