This is the second one ye Zichuan saw.

    He seems to merge with the world around him. There is an indescribable feeling. In the words of Taoism, it is probably the unity of heaven and man.

    To explain scientifically, his energy resonates with the energy between heaven and earth, with the same frequency.

    And the reason why he can be more than an inch above the ground is that he has changed his own energy field, which is in opposition to the earth''s magnetic field.

    The opposite sex repels each other!

    That''s why he was able to get rid of gravity and walk in the air.

    It''s just that it''s hard for him to fly to a high altitude. The higher the altitude, the stronger the gravity.

    But even if he can do so, it is enough to show that he is strong.

    This is a kind of practice of the old Taoist.

    Suddenly, the old Taoist stopped, a pair of eyes looking forward, shooting a bright light.

    In front of him, ye Zichuan appeared quietly and looked at him calmly.

    "You killed my Qingcheng Mountain disciple?" The old Taoist asked.

    His snow-white eyebrows flew up, and the murderous spirit on his body suddenly became much stronger.

    "It''s me." Ye Zichuan has no expression: "they should die."

    Boom!

    Like the eruption of a volcano, the old Taoist''s thin body suddenly erupted a huge wave of energy, sweeping here like a storm.

    "After all these years, you are the first one to dare to talk to me like this!"

    Ye Zichuan sneered: "maybe it''s also the last one!"

    "Yes, kill you, you are the last one!"

    "It''s better for me to take you on the road. It''s not the first time for me to face the strong God."

    Ye Zichuan raised his hand and spat out a word.

    "Sure!"

    With the sound of the word falling, the world is quiet.

    It was completely silent, and even the invisible dust floating in the air was fixed.

    It''s one kilometer around. It''s dead.

    Ye Zichuan retained his strength, not all of them broke out.

    The snow-white eyebrows of the old Taoist kept a flying posture, so they were fixed in the air, and could not move.

    The energy in his body is surging like a river, but it doesn''t work at all.

    An invisible but powerful energy imprisoned him, making it difficult for these energies to rush out of the body and completely blocked.

    There was a tsunami in his heart.

    How is that possible?

    He is a strong man in the divine realm. His life has evolved to another level. He is not in the same level with mortals, and he is at the top of the pyramid.

    But now, he can''t even move a finger.

    It was like a fantasy, like a dream, and it was hard for him to accept.

    How could there be such power? How can a strong God be easily imprisoned?

    "Is this the strong one in the divine realm, but that''s all."

    Ye Zichuan said.

    "Not long ago, I met a man named the God of the north wind on the island. Your energy is stronger than that of him. I thought you were the only one who could make waves."

    He is completely standing and talking without backache.

    How much space will he have? It took almost all of its strength to defeat the God of the north wind.

    Now the space has been expanded several times, and a third piece of Godhead fragment has been fused. That''s why it''s so easy to imprison a powerful Godhead.

    Now, even if he meets the deepest one hidden in the temple, it''s probably enough for the first World War.

    Not far away, Xu Zhengdong and his party, who always followed the old Taoist priest, were completely dull at this time.

    They thought they would see the scene of Ye Zichuan''s defeat, but the scene was totally different from what they imagined.

    It was the old Taoist who was defeated.

    And it''s a failure that has no resistance.

    Those who are strong in the divine realm are now imprisoned and slaughtered like babies.

    Who would believe it if it got out?

    When did the strong become so weak?

    And another sentence of Ye Zichuan made Xu Zhengdong even more shocked.

    It was Ye Zichuan who almost destroyed the Island Temple!

    He is the man who defeated the God of north wind!

    Xu Zhengdong''s mind has been in a mess.

    How many things did ye Zichuan hide?

    Now, is it really his full strength?

    "Before you die, do you have anything to say?" Ye Zichuan slightly relaxed the constraints of space.

    The old Taoist found that he could speak, but his body still could not move.

    "What kind of power are you..."

    He is eager to know the answer.

    After nearly two hundred years of cultivation, it''s not easy to reach the present level. Even if it''s not the strongest, there should not be many people who can kill him.

    But now, he was bound without any resistance.

    It was hard for him to accept.

    Can dragon top do this?

    "The power of God." Ye Zichuan returned.

    Indeed, this power is given to him by the divine personality of the LORD God. It is not wrong to say that it is the power of God.

    "I am also in the divine realm!"

    The old Taoist said word by word, full of unwilling and unconvinced.

    "That''s just what you think." Ye Zichuan''s face is expressionless: "tell me your last words."

    The old Taoist closed his eyes and seemed to be hit hard.

    "There''s no last word. Do it."

    Ye Zichuan''s fingers gently raised, the next second, he suddenly stopped.

    "Ye Zichuan, stop it!"

    A voice sounded in his mind.

    This is song Yuqian''s voice, her mental ability can do this kind of sound transmission.

    "Give me a reason." Ye Zichuan returned.

    "He is a member of Yanhuang guardian and the guardian of China. You can''t kill him!"

    "Joke!" Ye Zichuan sneered: "he came to kill me. If I''m not so strong, I''ll die. Now you let me let him go and compare my heart with my heart. What reason do you think you have to persuade me like this?"

    Song Yuqian patiently said, "I know what you think, and I know you have a good reason, but as a guardian, he has been guarding Huaxia for many years. If you kill him, you will be in big trouble."

    "Guardian?" Ye Zichuan said sarcastically: "the Chinese Guardian came to kill me. Don''t you think it''s ironic?"

    "I..." Song Yuqian''s voice is a smother, I don''t know what to say.

    "In this world, the law of the jungle is no more than whose fist is big and whose reason is big." Ye Zichuan said faintly: "Qingcheng Mountain is big. If there are big families to be their hawk dogs, they can do whatever they want, seal up my drugstore and detain my staff."

    "If he is strong in the divine realm, he can come to kill me. Even if he kills me, he will not have any charges and burdens."

    "But now, my fist is bigger than him, that''s what I''m talking about!"

    "From now on, I am a sect. If anyone moves my people or things, I will let them know what power is!"

    Ye Zichuan''s voice is extremely cold, and his killing intention is boiling.

    Then, with a click, the old Taoist''s neck was directly broken, and there was no life at all.

    "You can tell other people what I said, even if the other people guarding Yanhuang come together, I''ll go on with them!"

    "Big deal, kill all over the world!"

    Ye Zichuan turned and left, his voice like thunder, like the fury of God.