Chapter 442: Enter Super Theological College

"Well, let's play." Ye Zhen dropped his hands and led the four women down the hill slowly.
While others are rushing down the mountain, this peach blossom mountain also allows Ye Zhen and the four women to communicate freely.
For others, this is the Holy Land or the Forbidden Land!
Although Ye Zhen did not stipulate or say anything, the place where Ye Zhen's retreat and the shrine were located was in the minds of everyone!
Now there is another main body of the sword net. Everyone who goes down the mountain silently said in his heart, no matter now or in the future, he must be uplifted, and he must not let anything go up the mountain!
From then on until the time of approaching, Ye Zhen closed her retreat at the top of the mountain in order to restore the fairy power and soul power as much as possible.
However, the four women did not know it, but thought that Ye Zhen was practicing in retreat.
Time passed slowly, Ye Zhen slowly got up, the golden mysterious light flashed on, and whispered "Time passes really fast."
In half a month, not much of Xianli and Soul Force recovered, or not much recovered at all, after all ... if Ye Zhenru let go of absorption, Ye Xing would collapse.
Suddenly, Zhixin Sword appeared on the side of Ye Zhen, with an unpretentious appearance. No one could think of it. The power of this sword can even kill the world of the universe!
I saw a flash of golden light in the Zhixin Sword, turning into a Zhixin wearing a yellow skirt.
"Master!" Zhixinqiao smiled sweetly.
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, and looked up at some of the walls as he looked up. Countless golden runes slowly rotated. Those who really researched and created in his spare time.
"This time ... with me," Ye Zhen whispered.
"It's the master!" Zhixinfang said with excitement.
Ye Zhen looked at Ye Zhen, smiled slightly, shook his head shyly, and then re-suspended Ye Zhen behind him.
"coming..."
Ye Zhen felt a wave of fluctuations, and he was able to catch this, just because he was familiar.
Zhixin sword trembled slightly, and then followed Ye Zhen to be completely engulfed.
For the conscious mind, time does not know how long, but for Ye Zhen, it is only a moment.
just....
"Sword God! Sword God really came!"
"God bless! God bless!"
"Sword body ... please save us ... save us!"
"..."
Endless wasteland, a log built on the altar with a height of tens of meters, something like chickens, ducks and fishes, and a glance below, almost tens of thousands of people in ragged clothes gathered in front of the altar.
Ye Zhen felt it, and groaned in his heart.
"Well ... this world is a bit weird, and its spiritual power is very weird. Not only is its richness comparable to that of the ancient sword world, but the rules are also."
"And under the influence of the weird laws, absorbing the spiritual power of this world has a very terrifying blessing on the body, whether it is defense or recovery!"
"and..."
Ye Zhen was just a little bit at hand. A black ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball, in which the celestial clouds circulated, at first glance gave people a sense of seeing the starry sky of the universe.
"And in the blessing of the laws of this world, it seems easy to capture the energy of the dark universe from the universe of affairs, and this energy can be used at will!"
"That is ... as long as the control is enough, the entire dark universe is a source of energy?"
Ye Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly. Of course, even Ye Zhen cannot urge the energy of the entire dark universe. Even if it is only a matter universe with only one percent of the mass of the dark universe, Ye Zhen cannot mobilize the whole.
At most, the aura in the entire galaxy is instantly mobilized.
Looking down, Ye really frowned slightly.
"These people are dressed like the Song Dynasty, but they are all dressed as refugees."
This is that the disadvantages of seeking to cross the world cannot be known in advance. It is not known at all what the world is in front of it, and it is less convenient to know the historical plot in advance.
"Om!" Zhixin, who had been floating beside Ye Zhen, suddenly trembled, seeming to remind Ye Zhen what.
"Where is this place?" Ye Zhen looked under the altar, holding a weird wooden stick in his hand, limping to the ground, dressed like a godwife.
"Return to Lord Sword God, here is the Sword Star, we are all your people!" The high priest touched the ground with his head, and looked respectful.
"boom...."
The earth trembled as if fifteen ancient monsters were rushing here.
"My venerable sword body! Save your people, these evil beasts from the sky have destroyed our homeland, and they must kill us ..." The high priest had already lay on the ground.
"Please, Lord Sword God, save us ..."
"I beg Lord Sword God ..."
Ye Zhen slowly turned his head, looking at the edge of the horizon, the almost endless yellow sand dust rolled, others may not see it, but with Ye Zhen's eyesight, the visitors saw it clearly.
It was a creature that looked like the legendary three-headed dog, with a black body and a fiery red pattern on its body, and the pattern was burning with flames. Each one had the size of a long hair and three large mouths. Both can spit fire.
Of course ... The dark energy gathered between Ye Zhen suddenly extended and turned into a black long sword. It didn't seem to use intention.
The sword finger waved, a black ripple flickered, and disappeared without flying out of the range of the altar.
Thousands of people near the altar saw this scene, and the expressions of the rest of their lives were frozen on their faces afterwards, and all of them bowed their heads slowly.
But next moment.
"boom!"
A thunderous roar rang out, and hundreds of thousands of feet of smoke were standing in front of everyone as if it were a heaven.
Then, hundreds of thousands of feet of smoke and dust seemed to be driven by something, and instantly rolled back and rolled, blinking, and then went to the sky, eventually disappearing into the universe and turning into a star point.
Hundreds of thousands of people looked at the scene stupidly, regardless of whether they were men or women or children, their mouths were opened to the extreme.
It's just strange that hundreds of thousands of people, except young people are children, there is no old man.
And Ye Zhen, slowly wielding his sword, retracted his back and turned back again, whispering, "You say, I am your ... God?"
"If you return to the sword god, you are the supreme principal of our sword star, and the only true god. The creatures on the sword star have lived in your blessing for thousands of years."
"We didn't mean to bother you with the sword god, but ... we just completed the task you explained ..." The high priest fell on the ground again.
"This seat is not your sword god" Ye Zhen looks calm and indifferent. He doesn't want to impersonate anyone, nor does it have to be necessary. The only thing Ye Zhen wants to know now is what is this world?
Everything, all reveals a strange weirdness.
"Master Sword God, you said when you left, as long as you summon again, you will return, and we still have a portrait of Lord Sword God," said the high priest, raising his hands high, and carrying a picture back Over head.
Ye Zhen glanced at the picture scroll, and he slowly flew towards Ye Zhen, and slowly opened during the flight.