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The people on the spaceship stood up, all staring at Ye Zichuan.

Several people have even sacrificed their magic weapons, there is a fairy sword pagoda, shining brightly.

"People of Human Race?"

The headed middle-aged man had cold eyes and saw through Ye Zichuan's parents.

"Yes, we are from the human race." Ye Zichuan said without any sense of crisis.

"Do it! Take them down!"

The middle-aged man didn't intend to talk nonsense with him at all, so he did it directly.

He shook his hand and offered a golden mace, burst out a dazzling golden light, and smashed it down at Ye Zichuan.

At the same time, the other Tiangong disciples also started.

The grievances and grievances between the Human Race and the Heavenly Palace can no longer be reconciled, especially for them in the Shaoyang Palace. Even the Young Palace Master has been publicly executed by the Human Race.

This is an unprecedented shame!

Looking at the many magic weapons that were smashed down, Ye Zichuan hadn't moved yet, but Ye Xiu behind him had already rushed out.

With only one pair of hands, he only heard a clinking sound. A dozen magic weapons were all picked up by him with both hands.

Then Ye Xiu took a look at his hands and put away all the magic weapons.

"You, you?" The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, his eyes widened and he looked at Ye Xiu as if he had seen a ghost.

He is a strong man of the upper gods, offering his own destiny magic weapon, he is also considered a strong man in the universe.

But now, the other party used only one pair of hands, without any weapons, to forcibly grab his magic weapon of life.

Ye Xiu took a few magic weapons and studied them with great interest.

He is very curious about how these legendary cultivators refine tools, and also want to refer to them to refine a god weapon of his own.

After all, he has a lot of good things in his hands, and if he refines it, he can definitely produce a powerful magic weapon.

The middle-aged man calmed down. He looked at Ye Zichuan and said, "Your Excellency, do you want to figure out what you are doing?"

"Really? I think very clearly. I am here today just to discuss an explanation with your heavenly palace." Ye Zichuan directly sat down on the spacecraft: "You go, call your master over, I'll just Wait here."

"You can tell him that Ye Zichuan of Human Race has come to discuss with him."

Hearing the name Ye Zichuan, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed.

He stared at Ye Zichuan, couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, his face pale: "You, you are Ye Zichuan?"

Others in the Tiangong may not know this name yet, but he, as a senior in the Tiangong, naturally knows this name.

The brilliance of the human race can be said to be created by Ye Zichuan.

His status in the human race is unmatched, and he is highly respected and respected.

"Since you know me, then you should know what I came for. Your ancestors, don't you think I have forgotten what I was doing before?"

At the end, a coldness flashed in Ye Zichuan's eyes, making the middle-aged man silent.

"get out!"

With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man flew directly out of the spaceship.

Without hesitation, he turned and left.

The palace owner must be notified of this matter. He knows that Ye Zichuan is a powerful Dao ancestor, and no one can contend except the palace owner.

The middle-aged man left, and the rest were trembling. Although Ye Zichuan didn't know the specific identity of Ye Zichuan, since even the elder was so scared just now, they could probably guess something.

Ye Zichuan scanned the Tiangong disciple in front of him: "The orthodox descendants of the Heavenly Court, claiming to be the gods and the immortals, are you like this?"

"Even my ancestors can be forgotten, so it's no wonder that it has declined to where it is now."

A few Tiangong disciples dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and shrank in the corner without saying a word.

Ye Xiu looked very disinterested: "Dad, these guys are too spineless. Compared with the soldiers on the margins of the Human Race, it's really shocking."

"I'm used to living in idleness and tranquility. I can only use some tricks. How can there be the blood and courage of their ancestors?" Ye Zichuan said lightly.

It is not only the heavenly palace, but also many civilizations in the universe.

Have not experienced the cruelty and bloody of the frontier famine, but will only compete for benefits in their own territory, kill each other, and completely ignore the overall situation and righteousness.

What they care about is the strength and interests of their civilization.

"Dad, was Heaven really strong at the beginning?" Ye Xiu asked curiously.

"This is a fact. After all, they can be on the same level as the civilizations of the gods. They are all powerful tenth-level civilizations." Ye Zichuan said: "Nine Heavens, the twelfth house, there were also more than ten Taoist ancestors in the heavens.

"Ten?" Ye Xiu blinked. He broke his fingers and settled: "In this way, even if I become the main god, there is still a gap between the human race and the heaven."

Ye Zichuan laughed blankly.

As for those Tiangong disciples, they looked at each other, what kind of people, they seemed to be the main god and play in their words.

If that realm was so easy to break through, the main god in the universe would have long been rotten.

However, Ye Xiu's progress was indeed very fast, steadily advancing in the half-step master god realm, and believed that it was only a matter of time before he broke through the master god.

Thinking of this, Ye Zichuan was full of curiosity about the legendary ancient man.

Exactly what kind of existence it was, just giving Ye Xiu some guidance, let him break through the level of the main god.

His realm cultivation level absolutely surpasses the realm of the Lord God, so only by pointing it out can people be empowered.

Ye Zichuan couldn't help but raised his head and looked at the sky. Outside of this universe, he didn't know what kind of scenery it would be like.

During their father-son conversation, Lin Yuyao and Su Peishan had already strolled around the entire spacecraft.

This spaceship, like a fairy in the sky, is indeed very exquisite, and it was built by the Shaoyang Palace at a high price.

Not only can it travel through the void, but the defense is also strong.

"How about it, is it nice inside?" Ye Zichuan asked.

Su Peishan's big eyes sparkled: "It looks good, these guys will really enjoy it. There are all kinds of pavilions inside, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people. Many places are very exquisitely decorated. I like it very much."

"Just like it, from now on, this thing is ours." Ye Zichuan smiled.

With a wave of his hand, many fruits and wine appeared here. Fruits are naturally not mortal. At least in the eyes of those Tiangong disciples, these fruits are completely fairy fruits.

Not long after sitting here, Ye Zichuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky: "Here."

Lin Yuyao also looked at the sky, and said quietly: "It seems that he called a helper."

Su Peishan snorted softly: "What if you call a helper, the four of us are here, why don't we have more?"

This is true.

The four main gods were dispatched together, which was simply unprecedented.

What's more, these four people are still a family. If this is spread, it will definitely petrify countless people.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the strongest family in the universe.