God! I Turned Into a Turtle

In the dark and narrow passage, Qi Wangshu walked in.

He has always played with the melancholy temperament of the uncle, but he rarely shows a smile, only a deadpan indifference.

Behind him, Gu Die, Di Xiwei and Huang Youyao followed.

"Who are you?"

The fat steward shouted loudly, and the five pressures of Emperor Wu's pressure spread out from his body.

He was annoyed at the death row guards, why didn't he stop these guys.

As for Qi Wangshu's identity as the first genius, he couldn't recognize it at all.

Although he is the elder of the first sect in the alchemy world, since he came to the first holy city, he has never returned to the sect and has been enjoying the blessings here.

As for the first case of a super genius coming, he only heard about it, but it didn't attract his attention at all.

After all, no matter how powerful the genius is, it's not as fun for him to save money here.

"Who do you think they are?"

Ye Que grinned grimly.

My heart was relieved.

Di Xiwei walked over with Xue Lingluo in her arms, and Xue Lingluo approached the Guixu Ring again, close to the source of birth, like a long-thirsty fish entering the river, gradually rejuvenating.

It's really timely.

If it was a little later, the system would have announced Xue Lingluo's death.

And Que'er was also hugged by Huang Youyao, making him fall completely, a big rock in his heart.

"Hmph! I don't care who you are, if you dare to break into the death cell, you will die..."

Before he could finish speaking, a wave of holy power shrouded the fat steward.

The fat steward thumped and knelt down on the ground numbly.

"Holy...Holy One...Holy...how could...there... so many saints..."

The fat steward's face was pale, and his heart was trembling.

That's holy!

On the land of the Eastern Wilderness, Sheng is already at the super powerful level.

Look at the ten holy places in the northern part of the Eastern Wilderness, they were created by the saints.

How big is the northern part of the Eastern Wilderness, where the strong are like clouds, there are only ten saints.

But today he was lucky, and at a glance, there were four saints coming, which was too rare and shocking.

"Humph!"

Qi Wangshu wanted to kick the fat steward to death, but was stopped by Ye Que: "Some things, let me solve them myself!"

The fat steward turned his head and scolded: "You trash, don't interrupt me! This is a saint, a person who must be respected wherever he goes, don't make trouble for me!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Qi Wangshu respectfully said: "Yes! Lord Ancient God!"

In front of outsiders, call him Lord Ancient God?

This can only show that any outsider who hears this sentence will soon become a dead person.

After all, only a dead person would not reveal the words of Lord Ancient God.

"Brother Ancient God, you...why did you suffer such serious injuries... woo woo woo..."

Gu Die's little sister, Die Tinghan, flew towards Ye Que.

Di Xiwei let go of Xue Lingluo to untie Ye Que's iron chains and soul shackles.

Huang Youyao's eyes were full of distress, and her face was filled with guilt.

As clones, they obtained resources in the Holy Land and quickly recovered to the Holy Land.

But leaving the ancient gods outside, suffering all kinds of hardships...

At this time, when the fat steward saw this scene, there was a bang in his head as if he had been struck by lightning, his face was instantly pale to the point where he could not be pale, and his body trembled from nervousness to uncontrollable.

How is this going! !

Why do these powerful saints treat this ancient waste body with such respect?

That's just a piece of trash!

Even if you can refine your body, you are not qualified to let the saints and powers respect you so much, right?

What should I do?

what to do?

The fat steward trembled and tried to escape, but Qi Wangshu stepped on him.

Ye Que twisted his body, feeling the pain all over his body. He stared at the fat steward, and said calmly, "You beat me all night, and made me worry about them all night. Tell me, how do you pay for it?"

The fat steward didn't dare to resist, and in a state of fear, he wet his pants.

"say!"

Ye Que kicked the fat steward on the head.

Under the pain, the fat steward did not dare to fight back, and begged for mercy loudly: "Let me go, please let me go! I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet!"

Ye Que squatted on the ground, grabbed the fat steward by the collar and said, "Your life is worthless!"

"I will give you all the treasures in my life, as long as you let me go!"

The fat steward has never regretted so much at this moment, so much so that when he thinks of the Son, he wants to kill the Son.

This person is so difficult, why do you want to provoke him?

Even the sages respect this person, you are a mere sage at the Martial Emperor level, what kind of thing do you dare to provoke him?

Even if you are the holy son of the first sect, so what.

With so many saints, killing the first one is really as easy as drinking water.

"Can!"

One word from Ye Que made Qi Wangshu and the others turn dark.

Has Lord Ancient God fallen to such a point?

For the sake of the baby, you want to spare the life of this bastard?

Oh no, it seems that the ancient gods have always been like this.

Ye Que stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me!"

"Can you...can you really let me live?"

The fat steward was dubious, his voice was still trembling.

Ye Que said coldly: "I will never kill you! Take it out quickly!"

"Can...can swear..."

"Paralyze you!"

Ye Que kicked him on the head, impatiently: "You have no choice, either give it to me or die!"

The fat steward smiled miserably, hating the Son of Death in his heart.

He knew that he had no choice but to fight.

He took out a storage bracelet from his bosom, handed it to Ye Que and said, "This is the resource I saved in the first holy city!"

Ye Que snatched it up, opened it, and almost shocked him so much that he couldn't breathe.

The resources in the bracelet almost fill up thousands of square meters of space, even if it is the resources of a saint, it is nothing more than that!

This B can get so many resources.

God can't tolerate it!

Thinking about himself again, Ye Que became more and more angry, kicked the fat steward with both feet, and said viciously: "You must still have it! Give it to me, and I will let you go immediately!"

Seeing that the fat steward was hesitating, he began to punch and kick: "No, I will kill you!"

"I give! I give!"

The fat steward took out the ring on his hand and said: "There are not many resources in it, this is the last resource in my body, please let me go."

After Ye Que took it, he took a deep look at Steward Pang, and said, "I decided to spare your life."

The fat steward heaved a sigh of relief, and kowtowed to Ye Que: "Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

Just as he was about to leave, Huang Youyao said elegantly but coldly: "Master Ancient God wants to spare your life, but we are not prepared to let you live!"

The fat steward's body shook, and he looked forward in disbelief. The **** body was called the ancient ruined body of the ancient **** by these people.

Suddenly, he broke down and said: "You lied to me! You played with me! You said, don't kill me!"

Ye Que picked up Xue Lingluo, whose body was gradually solidifying, and smiled like a devil when he turned his head: "I'm sure, I didn't kill you!"

"go to hell!"

Qi Wangshu kicked and sent the fat steward to heaven.

Death row, quiet.

But what happened here, many creatures in the death row saw it.

However, they couldn't hear it.

Because Qi Wangshu and the others had already performed holy arts to isolate all sounds here.

"Master Ancient God, where are you going next?"

Qi Wangshu asked.

Ye Que saw Xue Lingluo wake up and saw the slap marks on her face, so he looked out of the passageway: "Follow me to kill!"

None of the skeleton assassination organization, Hao Lingjue, Dizhu Dongtian, and the first holy son could escape.

[Author's digression]: There is another chapter