That day, the domineering genius forced him to cut off his arm.
Gu Changqing's face was expressionless: "How dare you, the ants, look directly at the gods?"
Boom! The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder tore through the sky, and the genius was so frightened that he peeed and became paralyzed on the spot!
The leader holds the ancestral sword that has been broken for thousands of years, and begs the ancestor to save the eternal orthodoxy.
Gu Changqing clasped the broken sword with his fingers and said indifferently: "If God had not given birth to me, Gu Changqing, my swordsmanship would be as long as the night."
The next second, the Broken Sword was reborn into Nirvana and reforged into a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. Three thousand flying swords and ten thousand swords of the whole sect were sent to the sect, and the fortune of swordsmanship shook the sky!
Demonic giants, hidden old monsters, gods and demons all knelt down in horror: "Welcome the Eternal Sword Ancestor to return to his throne!"
Looking at the immortals and demons crawling on the ground and the skyrocketing true cultivation,
Gu Changqing panicked in his heart: "I just followed the script and said a few words... Why do you all take it seriously?!"
