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There is a limit to everything, even if it is as large as the earth, it cannot withstand a single blow in front of the star destroyer.

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

This reminded him of what Song Yuqian said before, it is no wonder that detached forces like Qingcheng Mountain can ignore the laws and rules, and they have such a powerful background.

This is almost super god's power!

However, Ye Zichuan finally blocked this sword light, and the space barrier was not broken.

The head was a little surprised, the magical tool left by the first generation of celestial masters, this is the treasure of the town and education, is a truly peerless artifact.

Even if there are no disciples in Qingcheng Mountain and the talents are withered, as long as this sword exists, they are invincible.

But now, the magic weapon of the heavenly master was actually blocked.

You must know that this sword has once killed more than one powerhouse of the gods!

"This son must die!"

This was the thought in the head of the head, he really couldn't imagine what it would be like to continue to let Ye Zichuan grow.

It's so terrible now, can you pay it back in the future?

The killing intent in his heart skyrocketed, and the head held a long sword, and once again killed Ye Zichuan.

"Space freezes!"

Ye Zichuan raised his hand, the power of the space was unreservedly released, and the five-kilometer space was opened, and even the 36 peaks were almost enveloped.

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

The head felt invisible power rushing from all directions, completely imprisoning him, making him immobile.

The long sword in his hand rang out with a croak, and the dignified sword light made Ye Zichuan's face solemn.

"A magic weapon of the first generation of heavenly masters, let me play for two days."

Ye Zichuan waved his hand, and the long sword flew towards him.

The head's face changed drastically, but his whole body was imprisoned and he couldn't move.

If the teaching tool is lost, then he is the guilty man of the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

Biting the tip of his tongue, blood was flowing, and a spell was silent in his heart.

Stabbed!

The long sword burst out with a dazzling light, the sword light was dazzling, Ye Zichuan's face changed, and the space was torn apart again.

The leader felt the pressure on his body relieved and his freedom was restored.

"Just relying on you to wish to obtain the magic weapon of the heavenly master?"

He held the long sword again and killed Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan was a little surprised. This sword seemed to be so spiritual that it was difficult to be controlled by outsiders. He looked at the head, and his eyes flashed red.

Eternal kaleidoscope!

The monster's light flashed, and the leader struggled a little bit before sinking into the illusion, his eyes sluggish, and his spirit lost.

"Give me the sword."

Without any objection, the head handed the sword obediently to Ye Zichuan.

"Head!"

"Don't be the head!"

The faces of the four 9th-Rank powerhouses in the distance changed drastically, and they didn't know what had happened. Why did the head suddenly listen to Ye Zichuan?

Ye Zichuan held a long sword, eyes strange.

In his perception, the sword seemed to be alive, with its own consciousness, and it quaked softly.

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

Suddenly, his face changed.

The sword moved suddenly and attacked him actively, cutting his palm open, and red blood flowed out immediately.

The four Ninth-Rank experts saw this scene and suddenly laughed.

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

"Deserve it, you are offending the celestial master, and apologize with death!"

"Master, if you are alive in the sky, kill this sinner!"

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

What secret is there?As if there really is a soul.

Suddenly, the long sword Guanghua flashed and disappeared from Ye Zichuan's hands.

The next moment, Ye Zichuan let out a painful cry.

One of his arms cracked directly, and countless blood stains appeared, and it was like being cut countless in an instant, blood gurgled, and the entire arm was stained red with blood.

"Hahahaha! Heavenly master manifests, heavenly master manifests!"

"Good job! Good job, kill this little bastard, kill him!"

The four Ninth-Rank powerhouses cheered, and they have never been so happy.

The haze and nightmares that Ye Zichuan brought to them also disappeared in an instant.

At this moment 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 weird thing would happen, and this long sword would take the initiative to attack him.

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

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

If his heart is pricked, he would have no ginseng for a thousand years.

"Asshole, stop for me!"

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

Just as the long sword aimed at his heart and was about to do it, suddenly, there was a sudden movement in his mind.

The godhead fragments moved!

It has been so long since Ye Zichuan has seen it take the initiative to react.

A strange wave came from the fragments, and then, the long sword in his chest disappeared, and he was directly absorbed by the godhead.

The long sword clanked, and the sword sounded like tearing the soul.

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

The long sword flashed and turned into a very small appearance, directly absorbed by the godhead.

Ye Zichuan watched this scene dumbfounded, unable to get in at all.

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

But he finally took a breath and walked through the ghost gate again.

If the sword is allowed to wreak havoc in his body, he will undoubtedly die. Fortunately, the godhead fragments reacted.

Withdrawing his mind, Ye Zichuan took out a hemostatic medicine and applied it to his arm, and bite another ginseng for several thousand years. The wound soon began to heal.

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

"You won't really get the inheritance of the ninja god Senjujuma?"

He started thinking wildly.

In Hokage, Qianshou Zhujian can do this step. His Mu Dun contains exuberant vitality. It is the body of an immortal, which can quickly heal his injuries.

Shaking his head, throwing this thought aside, Ye Zichuan looked at the four 9th-Rank powerhouses.

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

They looked at Ye Zichuan with uncertain faces.

"Where is the magic weapon of the heavenly master? Where are the magic tools of the heavenly master?"

They couldn't figure it out. Ye Zichuan was still in pain, and his right arm was almost abolished.

But now if nothing happened, there was nothing unusual, and the magic weapon of the heavenly master disappeared.

"What did you do?"

Someone began to fear.

It is secondary that Ye Zichuan is not dead. If the magic weapon of the heavenly master is lost, it will be the most terrifying.

That is one of their inner details of Mount Qingcheng, and it is a teaching tool, which is of great significance to Mount Qingcheng.

Even in Taoism throughout the country, the magical instruments of the heavenly masters are regarded as divine instruments by countless people.

If lost, they are the most unforgivable sinners.

"Want to know, let's go to the underworld, maybe it's there."

Ye Zichuan raised his hand.

Just when he was about to do it, his face suddenly changed.

"Hey."

A somewhat old voice seemed to sound in his ears.

Ye Zichuan could even feel the sound of exhalation.