The Shuttle of the City

"Space barrier!"

Ye Zichuan raised his hand, and the space shrank. One side was three meters long, and the boxy space enveloped him, isolating him in another world.

The snow-white sword light slashed down, tens of meters long, and stopped suddenly when it was more than one meter away from Ye Zichuan, blocked by an invisible space barrier.

Ye Zichuan's face was serious, feeling that the space barrier was about to be torn open, that sword light was really terrifying, and its attack power was terrifying.

Chapter 247

Everything has a limit, even if it is as huge as the earth, it is vulnerable to a star destroyer.

Ye Zichuan's current space is like this, the power contained in that long sword is too terrifying, almost beyond the range of the space to bear.

This reminded him of what Song Yuqian said before, no wonder a detached force like Qingcheng Mountain can ignore the laws and rules, so it has such a strong background.

This is almost super god power!

But Ye Zichuan blocked the sword light after all, and the space barrier was not broken.

The head of the sect was a little surprised. The magic weapon left by the first generation of celestial masters is the treasure of the town's teaching, and it is a truly peerless artifact.

Even if Mount Qingcheng has no disciples and the talents wither, as long as this sword exists, they are invincible.

But now, the magic weapon of the celestial master was blocked by someone.

You must know that this sword has killed more than one god-level powerhouse!

"This child must die!"

This was the thought in the head's mind, he really didn't dare to imagine what it would be like if Ye Zichuan continued to grow.

It's already so scary now, what will happen in the future?

The killing intent in his heart soared, and the headmaster held the long sword and killed Ye Zichuan again.

"Space Freeze!"

Ye Zichuan raised his hand, and released the power of space without reservation. The space of five kilometers was stretched, and even the thirty-six peaks were almost covered.

With a radius of five kilometers, everything between the sky and the earth is still.

The head of the sect felt invisible forces coming from all directions, completely imprisoning him, making him unable to move.

The long sword in his hand made a clanging sound, and Ye Zichuan's face was solemn due to the piercing light of the sword.

"Is it the magic weapon of the first generation of celestial masters, lend me to play for two days."

As soon as Ye Zichuan waved, the long sword flew towards him.

The head's face changed drastically, but his whole body was imprisoned, and he couldn't move no matter what.

If the Zhenjiao magic weapon is lost, then he is the big sinner of the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

Biting the tip of his tongue, blood flowed, and he silently recited a spell in his heart.

Stab it!

The long sword erupted with dazzling light, and Ye Zichuan's face changed, feeling that the space was torn open again.

The leader felt the pressure in his whole body loosened, and he regained his freedom.

"Just because you want to get the magic weapon of the celestial master?"

He held the long sword again and charged towards Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan was a little surprised. This sword seemed to be spiritual, and it was difficult for outsiders to control it. He looked at the master, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

Eternal Kaleidoscope!

A strange ray of light flashed across, and the sect leader just struggled a little, before falling into an illusion, his eyes were dull and his mind was lax.

"Give me the sword."

The head didn't have any objection, and obediently handed the sword to Ye Zichuan.

"Master!"

"Leader, don't!"

The faces of the four ninth-rank powerhouses in the distance changed drastically, they didn't know what happened, why did the head master suddenly listen to Ye Zichuan's words?

Ye Zichuan held a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were magical.

In his perception, the sword seemed to be alive, with its own consciousness, trembling slightly.

I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but it is so sharp.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

The sword moved suddenly, actively attacked him, cut his palm, and the bright red blood flowed out immediately.

Seeing this scene, the four ninth-rank powerhouses suddenly laughed.

"The magic weapon of the celestial master can also be moved by you, a mortal?"

"You deserve it, you have offended the Celestial Master, please die to apologize!"

"Tianshi, if you have a spirit in heaven, kill this sinner!"

Ye Zichuan's face is not very good-looking, this sword will take the initiative to hurt him?

What secret is hidden in the end?As if it really has a soul.

Suddenly, the brilliance of the long sword flashed and disappeared from Ye Zichuan's hand.

The next moment, Ye Zichuan uttered a cry of pain.

One of his arms was directly split open, and countless bloodstains appeared. It was as if he had been cut countless times in an instant, and the blood gushed out, and the whole arm was stained red with blood.

"Hahahaha! The celestial master manifests, the celestial master manifests!"

"Well done! Well done, kill the little bastard, kill him!"

The four ninth-rank powerhouses cheered happily. They had never been so happy as they are now.

The haze and nightmare that Ye Zichuan brought to them dissipated in an instant.

At this time, in Ye Zichuan's body, the long sword was in his right arm, almost crushing his entire arm.

"asshole!"

Ye Zichuan never expected that such a strange thing would happen, that the long sword would attack him on its own initiative.

The long sword flashed, disappeared from his right arm, and came to another place.

Ye Zichuan's face turned pale, and the thing rushed to his chest.

If the heart is poked, his thousand-year-old ginseng will be useless.

"Bastard, stop me!"

Ye Zichuan's face changed drastically, he was never so scared as he is now.

Just when the long sword aimed at his heart and was about to strike, suddenly, there was a change in his mind.

The godhead fragments moved!

It has been so long since Ye Zichuan got the fragment of godhead, this is the first time Ye Zichuan has seen it actively react.

A strange fluctuation came from the fragments, and then, the long sword on his chest disappeared, and he was directly sucked into his mind by the godhead.

The long sword clattered, making a sound like a sword tearing apart the soul.

But it was useless at all, the fragments of the godhead shone with brilliance, and the lines on it seemed to come alive, like waves rippling, suppressing the long sword in an instant.

With a flash of the long sword, it became very small and was directly absorbed by the godhead.

Ye Zichuan stared at this scene dumbfounded, unable to intervene at all.

He looked at the fragments of the godhead in his head, and did not speak for a long time.

But he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and walked through the gate of hell again.

If he allowed the sword to wreak havoc in his body, he would definitely die, but fortunately the fragments of godhead responded.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ye Zichuan took out the hemostatic medicine and wiped it on his arm, and took a few mouthfuls of thousand-year-old ginseng, and the wound soon began to heal.

He was a little envious of Su Peishan now, she didn't know what had changed in her physique, and the wound could heal automatically.

"You won't really get the inheritance of Senju Bashirama, the god of ninjas?"

He began to think wildly.

In Hokage, Senshou Zhujian can do this step. His Wooden Dungeon contains exuberant vitality and is the body of a fairy, which can quickly heal his injuries.

Shaking his head, throwing this thought aside, Ye Zichuan looked at the four ninth-rank powerhouses.

"I'm not dead, are you disappointed?"

They looked at Ye Zichuan with uncertain expressions on their faces.

"Where is the magic weapon of the celestial master, where is the magic weapon of the celestial master?"

They couldn't figure it out, just now Ye Zichuan was still in great pain, his right arm was almost crippled.

But now, as if nothing had happened, there is nothing unusual, and the magic weapon of the celestial master has disappeared.

"What the hell did you do?"

Someone is getting scared.

It is secondary that Ye Zichuan is not dead, if the magic weapon of the celestial master is lost, that is the most terrible thing.

That is one of their Qingcheng Mountain's heritage, it is a magic weapon for town teaching, and it has great significance for Qingcheng Mountain.

Even in the Taoism of the whole country, the magic weapon of the celestial master is regarded as a divine weapon by countless people.

If lost, they are the most unforgiving sinners.

"Want to know, go to the underworld and have a look, maybe it's there."

Ye Zichuan raised his hand.