There is a limit to everything. Even if it is as big as the earth, it will be vulnerable to the Star Destroyer.

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

    This reminds him of what song Yuqian said before. No wonder the detachment forces like Qingchengshan can ignore the laws and rules. They have such a strong foundation.

    It''s almost supernatural power!

    However, ye Zichuan eventually blocked the sword, and the space barrier was not broken.

    The headmaster was a little surprised. The magic weapon left by the first generation of heavenly masters is the treasure of Zhenjiao. It''s a real peerless artifact.

    Even if Qingcheng Mountain has no disciples, talents will wither. As long as this sword exists, they will be invincible.

    But now, the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master has been blocked.

    You know, this sword once killed more than one powerful man!

    "This son will die!"

    This is the thought in the leader''s heart. He really can''t imagine what it would be like to continue to let Ye Zichuan grow up.

    It''s so terrible now. How can it be in the future?

    In the heart, the killing intention soars. The leader holds a long sword and kills Ye Zichuan again.

    "Space freezes!"

    Ye Zichuan raised his hand and released the force of space unreservedly. The space of 5000 meters opened, and even the thirty-six peaks were almost shrouded.

    In a circle of 5000 meters, everything is still between heaven and earth.

    The leader felt that the invisible power came from all directions, completely imprisoned him and made him unable to move.

    The long sword in his hand clanks, and the sharp edge makes Ye Zichuan''s face dignified.

    "It''s the magic weapon of the first generation of Heavenly Master. Lend it to me for two days."

    When ye Zichuan waved, the sword flew to him.

    The headmaster''s face changed greatly, but his whole body was imprisoned. He couldn''t move.

    If the magic weapon of Zhenjiao is lost, he will be the culprit of Qingcheng Mountain.

    Bite the tip of the tongue, blood flow, his heart recited a spell.

    Stab!

    The sword burst out with dazzling light. Ye Zichuan''s face changed and he felt that the space was torn open again.

    The leader felt the pressure of his whole body relaxed and his freedom was restored.

    "Do you want to get the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master?"

    He held the sword again and killed Ye Zichuan.

    Ye Zichuan was a little surprised. It seemed that the sword was spiritual and difficult to be controlled by outsiders. He looked at the leader and his eyes flashed red.

    Eternal kaleidoscope!

    The evil light flashed by. The leader just struggled a little and fell into an illusion. His eyes were dull and his spirit was lax.

    "Give me the sword."

    The leader did not have any objection, obediently handed the sword to Ye Zichuan.

    "Master!"

    "Master, no!"

    In the distance, the faces of the four Jiupin strongmen changed greatly. They didn''t know what happened. Why did the headmaster suddenly listen to Ye Zichuan''s words?

    Ye Zichuan holds a long sword with strange eyes.

    In his perception, the sword has its own consciousness, like a life, and makes a gentle trembling sound.

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

    Suddenly, his face changed.

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

    Four nine strong people see this scene, immediately laughed.

    "The magic weapon of the master of heaven can be moved by a mortal like you?"

    "You deserve it. You have offended the Heavenly Master. Thank you for your death."

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

    Ye Zichuan''s face is not very good-looking. How could this sword hurt him?

    What''s the secret? It''s like there''s a soul.

    All of a sudden, the long sword flashed and disappeared from ye Zichuan''s hands.

    The next moment, ye Zichuan issued a cry of pain.

    One of his arms cracked directly, and countless bloodstains appeared. In a moment, it was like being cut countless times, and the blood gurgled and gushed, and the whole arm was red with blood.

    "Ha ha ha! The master of heaven is revealed, the master of heaven is revealed

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

    Four nine strong cheered, never like now so happy.

    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, which almost broke his whole arm.

    "Asshole!"

    Ye Zichuan didn''t expect that such a strange thing would happen. The sword attacked him.

    With a flash of the sword, he disappeared from his right arm and came to another place.

    Ye Zichuan face a white, this thing unexpectedly rushed to own chest.

    If the heart is poked, he will be useless for thousands of years.

    "Asshole, stop it!"

    Ye Zichuan''s face changed greatly. He had never been so scared as he is now.

    When the sword aimed at his heart and was ready to start, suddenly, a sudden change came to his mind.

    The shards are moving!

    It''s the first time that ye Zichuan has seen it react to the shards of Shenge for so long.

    A strange wave came from the fragments, and then the sword on his chest disappeared, and he was directly absorbed into his mind.

    The long sword clanks and sounds like tearing the soul.

    But it didn''t work at all. The fragments of Shenge were shining with brilliance, and the lines on them seemed to be alive, like water waves, which suppressed the sword in an instant.

    The sword flashed and became very small. It was directly absorbed by Shenge.

    Ye Zichuan gaped at the scene and couldn''t get in at all.

    He looked at the shards in his head and didn''t say anything for a long time.

    But at last he took a long breath and went through the gate of hell again.

    If the sword was allowed to run rampant in his body, he would die. Fortunately, the shards of the Godhead responded.

    Taking back his mind, ye Zichuan took out the hemostatic and put it on his arm. He took a few bites of the Millennium ginseng, and the wound soon began to heal.

    Now he is envious of her. She doesn''t know what has changed in her constitution. The wound can heal automatically.

    "Won''t you really get the inheritance of Ninja God qianshouzhu?"

    He began to think.

    In the shadow of fire, qianshouzhujian can do this step, his Mudun contains exuberant vitality, is immortal body, can quickly heal their wounds.

    Shaking his head, throwing the idea aside, ye Zichuan looked at the four top nine.

    "I''m not dead. Are you disappointed?"

    They look at Ye Zichuan, his face is not clear.

    "Where is the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master? Where is the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master?"

    They couldn''t figure it out. Just now, ye Zichuan was in great pain, and his right arm was almost abandoned.

    But now, as if nothing had happened, the magic weapon of the Heavenly Master had disappeared.

    "What did you do?"

    Someone''s starting to fear.

    It''s secondary that ye Zichuan didn''t die. If the master''s magic weapon is lost, it''s the most terrible thing.

    It''s one of the details of Qingcheng Mountain. It''s a teaching instrument, which is of great significance to Qingcheng Mountain.

    Even in the Taoism of the whole country, the magic weapons of the Heavenly Master are regarded as divine weapons by countless people.

    If lost, they are the most unforgivable sinners.

    "You want to know, go to the underworld, maybe there."

    Ye Zichuan raised his hand.

    Just as he was about to start, his face suddenly changed.

    "Ah."

    An old voice seemed to ring in his ear.

    Ye Zichuan can even feel the exhalation.