God! I Turned Into a Turtle

After Ye Que pierced Yan Junzi's body with his foot, he was motivated on the spot when he heard that these idiots had come to protect Shenzi again.

"I'll kill him! What's wrong?"

Ye Que gritted his teeth, and punched Yan Junzi's head with a trembling fist.

If it really falls, not only will the head be smashed, but the mountains in this land will also collapse in large areas.

"Master save me, elder save me! Ye Que provoked the killing for no reason, killed the elders and disciples of Rashomon for no reason, and now he wants to kill me!"

Yan Junzi cried out in pain and fear, but the content was similar to that of an evil spirit.

It is poisonous.

Ye Que was furious, and with the power of his fist, he added three points.

"Destroy Laozi Ye Tiandian, you dare to frame me, I will beat you to death!"

He punched it down.

In the distant sky, a cloud.

The master of the Temple of Qi was sitting on a recliner, eating melon seeds, and chatting with the elders next to him.

He is a young man in black, he looks foolish on the surface, but there is a shocking depth in his eyes.

"Do you think this scourge will be beaten to death by Ye Que?"

The other elders were silent.

They knew that Rashomon had a Rashomon body, which was originally a good thing, and the master of the Artifact Temple would come to congratulate him in person.

Who knows that the Luo Sheng'e body is a disaster before he goes there.

And it has intensified recently, and what he has done has completely disappointed everyone.

Many people think that not only will this product not help Rashomon, but it will destroy Rashomon.

However, the person belongs to Rashomon, and is the son of God, and was chosen by the core elders, so his identity is particularly sensitive.

Other immortal inheritance-level forces really can't intervene, they can only watch.

Now seeing Ye Que make a move, the hall master immediately brought a chair to watch the big show, and the melon seeds were delicious.

"He is mortal, hey hey hey, those old things came out, what a pity!"

The hall master spit out the melon seeds, shook his head and sighed.

Turning her head, looking at another cloud, she asked, "Big beauty, do you want to help him?"

On another cloud, the lord of the Yuanmo Heavenly Palace, with a hot figure, was sitting on a chariot. Hearing these words, he frowned slightly.

Well, this is also for fun.

"If the Demon God Temple wants to help, I will help."

Seeing Ye Que's punch, the palace lord was shocked by Liu Wujue, sighed, then turned his eyes and looked at another place.

It turned out that these gangsters had been alarmed a long time ago, so they watched the show here, and they felt inexplicably happy seeing Ye Que beating Yan Junzi violently.

At the same time, he was also shocked by Ye Que's ability.

When did this guy come up with another extreme weapon?

In fact, it wasn't just them, Jin Duande and Tugou knew that something happened to Ye Tiandian, so they hurried back.

They wanted to play dirty tricks in secret, but when they saw Ye Que come back and beat Yan Junzi violently, they recorded this wonderful scene and looked for opportunities to disgust Rashomon people in the future.

"I'm from the Nanling faction, so it's hard to say anything, please help me!"

The demon lord took the lead and flew towards Ye Que, a **** light popped out with one finger, piercing through Liu Wujue's ultimate domain technique that killed Ye Que.

Boom!

With the explosion of this voice, he entered the secret technique that he had prepared long ago into the Eight Treasures Realm.

The Babao Realm was gradually suppressed by the black stick and the big tripod, and it was almost impossible to break free.

As soon as this secret technique came, it broke its final strength in an instant, and it was dimmed instantly, and it was buckled upside down by the cauldron, and it was taken in.

But the black stick has a spirit, and he got into the cauldron and beat him violently.

Boom, boom, boom.

Quite a bit of Ye Que's style.

And all this in an instant.

After the demon master finished his work, he pretended to be indifferent and didn't know anything. He flew to Ye Que and said indifferently, "Isn't it embarrassing to suppress the power of the prosperous age?"

Liu Wujue, Wang Baikang and other core elders were stunned by the operation of the demon lord.

When we are blind?

Come here as soon as you come over, what are you doing with my Rashomon's extreme weapons?

At this time, he still said such righteous words.

Liu Wujue was furious: "Nanling forces, you'd better not meddle in my Donghuang affairs! Release my Eight Treasure Realm quickly!"

He is feeling sorry for his extreme weapons.

It took him thousands of years, went to many places, and collected various materials to build it.

He couldn't accept that he was going to lose it.

Wang Baikuang sacrificed a divine light with one hand, hanging on Yan Junzi's life, and then took it back.

"Elder! Master! Ye Que wants to kill me for no reason! I came here with the disciples of the elders. I came to Ye Tiandian to take away Ning Aoxue, Wen Yining and other traitors. I didn't expect that Ye Que would not listen at all and killed me." Many people, including me, were murdered!"

Yan Junzi was hanged with a name. Although he was weak, he still used venomous words to entrap Ye Que.

"Ye Que! Ye Que! You are too arrogant! My son of God came to ask for someone, but you want to kill someone. What is your intention?"

Another core elder, Zhang Weishi, said in a cold voice, looking at Ye Que with extreme disgust.

"The person who killed me Rashomon wants to kill my son of Rashomon, Ye Que, give me an explanation!"

Wang Baikuang was indifferent, and his murderous intent enveloped Ye Que.

The demon master ignored Liu Wujue and played with his taste: "A few transcendents are forcing a life-and-death situation to give an explanation. Isn't it embarrassing? Actually, you shouldn't say that. Anyway, if you give it or not, you all want to kill Ye Que, don't you?" Is it?"

These words hit the bottom of the hearts of this group of people, and all of them looked bad.

"Explanation? You would rather believe Yan Junzi's words than check it?"

Ye Que stared at these guys with a cold expression.

"Verification? The Son of God was selected by us, how could he mess up! He has become such a miserable state, who do you think I should trust?"

"My son's heart is not bad. He has always listened to us and said that he wants to bring people to Ye Tiandian and take away the traitors. He will naturally do so!"

"You're messing around, aren't you? Ye Que! I want you to create a Yin-Yang level formation, so I can bear it again and again. Don't be shameless!"

If it wasn't for the presence of the Demon Lord, Wang Baikuang and others would have wanted to make a move.

"There are so many shameless people, whether it is the truth or not, we can see clearly!"

The master of the Temple of Equipment also came out.

Rashomon made such a big fuss, they have always paid attention to it.

"You guys are so stupid!"

The Palace Master of Yuanmo Tiangong also came.

Yan Junzi's complexion changed, but he still wailed in a suppressed tone: "Master, elder, this Ye Que was resentful towards me before, and blamed me for taking away his position as Son of God. I didn't say much In a word, he will bring people to kill us! Cough cough!"

As he spoke, he coughed up blood.

That way, how miserable and miserable it is.

Wang Baikuang said sadly and angrily: "Ye Que! How can there be such a shameless monster like you in this world? My **** son was targeted by you before, but what have you done to you now? Are you going to treat him like this?"

"You have to remember that he is the Rashomon body of my Rashomon. In the future, he can suppress the gate of evil spirits and protect the safety of the world. Compared with him, he is nothing!"

Zhang Weishi shouted angrily.

Ye Que's expression didn't change, he listened to what they were talking about playfully, and when he heard this, he played with his taste: "Is it over? Is there any crime against me, just say it!"

"Ye Que, why are you treating me like this!"

Yan Junzi added another sentence, with obvious resentment in his eyes.

"Broken cans? It's useless! Today, you must either keep your hands or your legs, otherwise, I, Rashomon, will punish you, Ye Tiandian!"

Wang Baikang's expression turned gloomy, and he spoke coldly.

If it weren't for the presence of the Demon Lord, the Master of the Temple of Artifacts, and others, he would have demanded even more ruthless ones.

"You just think it's my fault, right? What your son of God said is right, right?"

Ye Que snapped his fingers, and Jin Duande and Tugou flew down, holding mirror video arrays in their hands and paws.