"Killed a person who is not easy to be constant?" Zhehuali's pupils shrank slightly, and the demon sword behind him also opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Prince Qiu Ming.

Lin Xiao, a small man in the lamp, told them the secret of those who are not prone to constant and provoked an internal struggle between the boarders. Zhehuali originally suspected that those who are not prone to constant could die.

But unexpectedly, Prince Qiu Ming actually intercepted and killed other boarders, and even killed one.

Prince Qiu Ming said leisurely: "I want to see if killing other people with unchanging constants will have any impact on us. Maybe one more person will be added to us. But I found that I came to the verge of imaginary transformation. In the last reincarnation, some of my power disappeared. I am afraid that I will turn into imaginary transformation without having time to test whether this idea is feasible."

Zhehuali's heart sank.

He has not felt that he is in a state of emptiness, which shows that the Ghost Ship believes that Prince Qiu Ming’s power is above him, so Prince Qiu Ming was transformed by the Ghost Ship and weakened his power.

"I dare not kill myself for my cultivation, because I will most likely die at the hands of others, so I put down other things and came to find two of you."

Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said, "My purpose of this time is to eliminate reformists such as Qin Bati and eliminate the threat from the lower realm in the bud. Zhehuali, you are the Lingxiu Army of Heaven, I am the Prince of Heaven, you are a subordinate, you know what to do. After I eliminate Qin Bati, I will kill my cultivation, you will turn into a void, I will survive, and you will still have a chance to survive after breaking this strange ship."

Zhehuali was silent and suddenly shook his head and said, "I can't believe in you, I only believe in my knife."

He raised his head and looked at Prince Qiuming from afar: "The road was made by myself, and my cultivation was made by myself. My life was given by my parents, not by the prince. Although I am the Lingxiu Army of Heaven, I am not a lowly person. I have to hold my life in my hands and not to give it to anyone."

Prince Qiu Ming frowned slightly and said, "My solution is simple, that is, to get rid of all the other people with unchanging constants, I am the only one left, and then commit suicide."

Zhehuali looked at him in surprise.

Prince Qiu Ming said: "Without this ship's inconstant, the stability of magical powers will drop to the lowest point and magical powers will collapse. As long as magical powers disintegrate, we will return to our respective eras, and no one will die. Don't worry, I am confident that I have the ability to kill strong men from the thirty-five eras!"

He was extremely arrogant and said, "You studied under Luo Wushuang and Furiluo. You entered the Tao with a knife, which is very extraordinary. But you learned all the wild ways."

Zhehuali frowned.

Prince Qiu Ming said: "I learned the imperial throne technique of the Heavenly Court, and the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Court personally guided and taught. Many people underestimated the children of the Emperor family and thought that we were all playboys. This is a false statement. We have a large number of princes. If you want to make a name for yourself, you need to work harder than anyone else. Otherwise, the prince will be a phoenix with a hair loss, and it is not as good as a chicken dragon! The royal family has many methods to fight, and I will not encounter less dangers in this life than you."

Zhehuali was in awe and said in a deep voice: "The prince was entrusted with an important task, and he obviously fought a bloody path from the thousands of princes."

Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said, "Then, Zhehuali, are you following me?"

"No."

Zhehuali said calmly: "Although I admire you, I will not be loyal to you, nor will I believe in you. I can only trust my sword, I will only be loyal to my sword."

"Why do you grassroots people who started out as a lowly person always like to be arrogant?"

Prince Qiu Ming sighed: "I annoy you people the most. If you have a little ability, you will have nostrils facing the sky. You think you are so great. But you don't know that I am better than you, harder than you, and more powerful than you. I lower my figure and talk to you well, but you are still so unruly."

"because……"

Zhehuali drew his sword and rushed towards him. He held the demon sword high. In an instant, the sword was filled with light and the sword was as angry as a rainbow. He shouted: "The status and glory you have when you were born are our own efforts that may not be able to achieve success even if we work hard for hundreds of years or even our lives!"

His sword skills are getting faster and faster, and his ambitions, his hard work, and his integrity are contained in the sword!

"You take it for granted that you were born in the Emperor's House, but we feel it's out of reach!"

"You think we are arrogant, but you don't know how many people died and how many bones we poor people have stepped on to get to this point!"

"You think you work hard, but you don't know how much blood and sweat we have to spend every step we take, how many companions and enemies we have to step on to get to this seat!"

"Follow you and make you a non-constant person?"

Zhehuali's demon sword was crazy, and the mercury-like sword light became his pen, and his ink made him indulge in and write his feelings.

"I let you, follow you, how can I face my companions who die by my side, and how can I be worthy of my enemies who die under my knife?"

He laughed and used his long sword to express his way: "Why are the descendants of the Emperor of Heaven born superior? It's natural? Why can't they die?"

Prince Qiuming Jianguang met his sword and smiled and said, "I heard that those who use swords to enter the Tao all have unique pride. Unfortunately, I was born noble, which is something I cannot avoid. But if I was born in a poor and humble family like you, I will rise all the way and become prosperous! This is not confidence, but..."

His sword light suddenly burst out like countless silver needles flying through, each silver needle targeting Zhehuali's sword light, blocking his sword light.

Prince Qiu Ming had no sword in his hand, and his body suddenly shook, and forty-nine heavenly paths appeared behind him. He pushed forward with his hands, and a terrifying magical power explosion, Wutao's huge force crushed Zhe Huali's demon sword and pushed backwards!

The barracks collapsed one by one, and under the power of his magical powers!

Zhehuali groaned, vomited blood, and used his second style of demon sword to cut through the laws of heaven.

Saw.

A silver needle shot in from his chest, and came out from behind, and blood splashed everywhere.

Prince Qiu Ming shook his body, and a phantom of the demon god with a horned, tiger-faced, human body and oxtail appeared behind him. He punched out, and the rolling demonic energy of Youdu turned into a magical power of demons. The huge fist with countless silver needles bombarded Zhe Huali, crushing Zhe Huali with a loud bang and smashed him on the main hall in front of Qin Mu.

Half of the main hall was knocked down by his punch.

Prince Qiu Ming stopped his hand, walked up with his hands on his back, walking without touching the ground, walking in the air three feet above the ground, without being stained with dust, and said calmly: "You have worked hard all your life, comprehending the sword, and finally achieved the enlightenment with a sword. It's ridiculous. No matter how hard you work, it's not as high as my starting point. I have used three great magical powers of the throne just now. Each of the techniques is a magical skill that you have dreamed of throughout your life! Even if you work hard for a lifetime, you can't even create this technique, but I can't get it!"

Zhehuali crawled out of the collapsed His Highness, gasped with a demon knife, blood foam flew around the corners of his mouth, and his body shaking, and he might fall down at any time.

He wanted to fight again, but his injuries were too serious and he no longer had the power to fight again.

Prince Qiu Ming continued to walk over and looked at the struggling Zhe Huali with a smile: "The real imperial throne technique can make you involuntarily realize the Tao during your cultivation and involuntarily understand the magical powers of entering the Tao. Even if I lack my understanding, the Heavenly Master of my Heavenly Court will take the initiative to create an environment that will lead me into the Tao and lead me into the Tao."

He said leisurely: "You have worked hard and worked hard to achieve this point. Little do you know how ridiculous it is to die so many of you just to enter the Tao. You are right, that's right!"

He suddenly stopped and looked at Qin Mu who was standing up.

The pillar in front of Qin Mu had been crushed by the battle just now, and there was no poem left by Ling Tianzun in front of him, and his face was a little unhappy.

"The same is true for Qin Bati."

Prince Qiu Ming smiled and said, "Even if you are so prosperous in the lower realm, you are called the leader and the domineering body, in the eyes of the Heavenly Court, you are always pigs rolling in the mud, and small fish and shrimps struggling to survive in the shallow pond."

His eyes were a little pity: "For the Heavenly Court, the so-called domineering body in the lower realm, the so-called saints who come out every five hundred years, and the so-called Yankang reform, are all jokes. You are just grasshoppers jumping in the jar, and you can kill them at any time. Although the truth is too hurtful, it is the fact."

Qin Mu opened his palm, flew out, whirling under his palm, and walked forward.

Prince Qiu Ming walked towards him and said with a smile: "Qin Bati, my purpose in coming to the world this time is to crush you grasshoppers to death. Now I can get rid of you first."

Qin Mu's right index finger and middle finger were joined together, he pinched the sword technique with his hand, raised his hand and pointed it at the eyebrows. The sword ball flew up with a buzzing sound, floating three inches in front of his eyebrows, and rotating wildly.

Prince Qiu Ming smiled, and countless silver needles flew over, and dingding ding gathered in his hands into a sword.

Qin Mudu became faster and faster, and suddenly his sword pointed forward and stabbed out!

Buzz —

A brilliant sword pillar lasts more than ten miles!

Qin Mu shook his body, three heads and six arms appeared, and the other two right hands were raised one after another, pointing to the middle of his eyebrows.

Buzz —

The second and third sword pillars arrive one after another!

Prince Qiu Ming shouted, and he also showed three heads and six arms. The eyebrows of the three heads cracked, revealing a third eye. His aura was stronger than before, and his magical powers were more powerful than before!

In just a moment, he used three great magical powers of the Emperor's throne technique. The three magical powers were different, and the power was explosive, so he took these three tricks to open the sword.

Suddenly, countless flying swords in the sword light paused and jumped, moving in the sight of his nine eyes with strange and unpredictable trajectories, allowing his magical powers to evacuate one after another.

The second style of the Tribulation Sword is to promote Tribulation.

Hesitated, and the sound of piercing the body came. Prince Qiu Ming's body was pierced with flying swords, and his eyes were filled with horror.

"The body of the Xuandu God King!"

He suddenly shouted, and his body was filled with light. It was another kind of imperial throne technique, a magical skill from Xuandu, known for his physical body.

His body was radiating around his body, and the flying sword was forced out of his body. However, at that moment, he saw Qin Mu's fist. The Thousand Palms of the Sky Stand Back, and bombarded him fiercely. Even the body of the Xuandu God King could not bear it.

Prince Qiu Ming heard the sound of his bones breaking. The sound came from his chest. The broken sound quickly spread to his ribs. Twenty-four ribs exploded backwards from the front of his chest and all the way to his backbone.

He was flying backwards.

He looked forward and Qin Mu's figure had come to him, revealing the golden willow leaves between his eyebrows.

The willow leaves opened, revealing Qin Mu's third eye.

Qin Mu's footsteps were turning around him as he flew backwards. On one side of his footsteps, a light shot out from the third eye of a head, shooting into his third eye, and on the other side, another head was another.

Qin Mu rotated around him in three steps, and each of the three heads shot out a ray of light, piercing through the three heads of the Son of Qiu Ming.

boom.

The Son of Qiu Ming landed on the ground, and his feet stepped back and retreated for dozens of steps before he could stabilize his body. Countless silver needles flew over and turned into a silver sword in his hand again, pointing to the ground with the tip of the sword obliquely.

"you……"

He looked at Qin Mu, and suddenly his three heads exploded, his headless body shook, and he fell into the dust.

"Broken my pillars and prevent me from reading poems quietly."

Qin Mu snorted: "There are so many words! I have to wait until the next reincarnation before I can see the poem on the pillar. What my deaf grandfather hates most is people like you! Bah——, beat you to death!"

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