Chapter 447: Wisdom Sword

?“ I don't know what you're looking for me?"

When Ye Zhiqiu deduced that the person in front of him was a Great Luo Immortal, Ye Zhiqiu's expression became more and more respectful.

He is indeed a little shocked now, what is this called, it is good to practice in this world, and when he went out to kill a fierce beast, he met a Da Luo when he was in a good mood, and the gap between the two was too big to make Ye Zhiqiu unable to raise the idea of resisting.

Why do you encounter such a big gap in the realm?

Ye Zhiqiu had countless thoughts in his mind, but he felt that he could only listen to what this one was going to do, if he really wanted to kill him, then fight to the death, and then die.

As long as the modern plane is not involved......

"I'm here to see you, to see what you look like as an outsider. ”

The existence in front of Ye Zhiqiu said leisurely, but the words he said made him stunned.

He is an outsider, and he really didn't hide it from the big man in this world, and he saw this one in the garden before he was pesting and weeding, which means......

His heart was a little cold, and he thought of his fate for a moment, too, for a creature in the original world, encountering this foreign moth, it was to be wiped out.

"It doesn't matter if you absorb some aura or something, I just want to see if you can take me a trick after absorbing so much aura. ”

The existence in Ye Zhiqiu's eyes was the image of an old woman again, revealing a kind expression, but the words that came out made Ye Zhiqiu make all the defensive means in an instant.

What the sun is true fire and the shield of light are all manifested in an instant, but Ye Zhiqiu is still empty in his heart, as if he can't see the future.

The arrival of this existence made him almost unable to see the way forward.

"There are so many little things that can be done. ”

The old woman looked at the fire and light, and there was no fear in her heart, she just stretched out her old hand, used her fingers as a sword, and slashed towards Ye Zhiqiu.

Light and fluttering, without a bit of fireworks.

This sword passed through the Sun True Fire beside Ye Zhiqiu, through the endless light around him, and those defenses, for this sword, there seemed to be no intention of obstruction.

Can't stop it at all.

No amount of energy could resist this sword.

Because this sword is not energy, but wisdom.

Its name is the Sword of Wisdom.

Countless years ago, Doumu Yuanjun traveled to the heavens, felt something in his heart, and created a sword of wisdom.

Countless years later, she saw a young man from another world and used this trick.

Of course, it is not Dacheng's sword of wisdom, but the phantom of the sword of wisdom, but even so, Ye Zhiqiu still can't resist.

When the sword came, he didn't know what method to use to block it, and he couldn't even see the sword's attack.

How did he stop it?

So he took the sword hard.

"The little guy has a backstage, and I can't bully him too much, but the one who knows that it's my territory and sends the junior here, so I give this little guy a little hard to see when he can wake up. These dreams are not easy to wake up from!"

Doumu Yuanjun looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was already gone, shook his head, and then disappeared.

......

Ye Zhiqiu had a long dream, he dreamed that he seemed to go to an extraterritorial world called the earth, that world has the so-called technology, this technology is very magical, because with it, something called "airplane" can fly very fast, people sit in a big box called "subway" to commute, and many people are using an object called "mobile phone", this object is the most magical, it can actually do thousands of miles of sound transmission.

"Your Highness the Eighteenth is awake, go and tell Your Majesty!"

The residual memories in Ye Zhiqiu's mind were still drifting, but there were a few eager cries in his ears, he barely opened his eyes, he found that he was wearing pajamas, and there were several palace maids around him with happy faces.

"Your Majesty?!"

Ye Zhiqiu had another headache in his mind, it seemed that in addition to those memories on the earth, there were some other memories stuffed in his mind, and these memories were mixed together, giving him a little headache.

"Your Highness, you were accidentally injured when you were competing with the eldest prince today, and you fell over, but you frightened the slaves and maids, and finally you woke up, and the slaves and maids have already sent someone to tell Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will come to see you in a short time. ”

The maid on the side was talking while wiping Ye Zhiqiu's face and washing.

"Did I sleepwalk to Earth, or did I come to this world because I was originally an Earth-to-earth person? ”

Ye Zhiqiu's face was silent, but his mind was about to become a mess.

He remembered who he was.

He is Ye Zhiqiu, the eighteenth prince of the Great Xia Kingdom, and his father is the emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom, Emperor Xia, who has been on the throne for 10,000 years this year.

The Great Xia Kingdom is a martial country, the people are good at martial arts, there are countless strong people in the entire Great Xia Kingdom, and his father is the most powerful existence in the Great Xia Kingdom-Human Immortal, who once forced back the seven great saints of the demon clan with his own strength, and is one of the strongest masters in the whole world.

And the reason why he was injured was because he was fighting with his eldest brother, and he was punched in the head by the eldest prince because of his lack of martial arts, so he fainted.

"It's all about it. ”

Ye Zhiqiu is still doubting life.

He looked at his hands and feet, how could the power contained in them be possessed by Ye Zhiqiu, the little baby on the earth.

"It seems that I am really the eighteenth prince of the Great Xia Kingdom. ”

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and affirmed his identity.

"Is there nothing wrong with my emperor?"

At this moment, a voice came from afar, and then a middle-aged man walked and came to Ye Zhiqiu's side.

He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, the whole person was like a jade carving, his hair was combed perfectly, and his perfect eyebrow shape lined his heroic spirit. The deep black and gold eyes, as well as the noble aura revealed between the gestures, made Ye Zhiqiu feel a little strange and a little familiar.

It is his father, the master of the Xia Kingdom, the most powerful existence in the entire Xia Kingdom!

"The sons and daughters visit their father. ”

Ye Zhiqiu came to see his father according to the previous etiquette.

"Qiu'er was injured today, the etiquette will be waived, but your kung fu can't fall any longer, when you heal from your injury, you must double your practice, my Xia Kingdom has always established the country with martial arts, and it is impossible to cultivate, it is absolutely impossible, and you have to learn from your eldest brother!"

Emperor Xia looked at this youngest son, without the cold expression in the past, and the corners of his mouth showed a bit of concern, but this kind of care was also fleeting, and it became the kind of calm that controlled everything.

"Thank you for your father's concern, my son must practice diligently and never lose his father's face. ”

Ye Zhiqiu was sincerely afraid.

"Practice well, and in a month it will be your coming-of-age ceremony, don't let me down. ”

"Yes......"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at his father who came and went in a hurry, and once again began to think about life.