don't mess with that turtle

Dragon turtle!

Su He! !

The angry old man had shortness of breath.

He knew that Su He was no longer the little turtle from Xuanhuang Dongtian who could only fight against the sixth-level monks in the Sky.

The little turtle who was threatened by him back then and almost surrendered even the means to refine the Xuanhuang Cave Heaven Dojo was now able to dominate the heavens.

He also knew that Su He could compete with the Immortal Lord by carrying the mountain armor of the Dragon Turtle clan on his back.

But this attack just now didn’t use the mountain beetle!

I am not angry that the old man is limited by his status and his progress in Taoism is slow. But even if he is not as good as Gu Luo, he should have the same combat power as Qing Lei!

But he didn't feel anything when the turtle broke through the space!

The angry old man gasped and his eyes fell on the space crack that Su He tore apart.

The power of time!

No wonder it can't be sensed, this turtle's space channel also contains the power of time!

Su He grinned and sneered: "Have you figured out how to die?"

He was laughing, but his voice sounded extremely cold.

The old man's face suddenly changed in anger.

Its existence is special, no one in the world can kill it, even the four spirit beasts will never take it seriously - at most, it will be killed a few times, and then it will attack and kill their cubs after resurrecting!

Because of this, the Four Spirits rarely become enemies with him.

Xuanhuangdongtian is the first time to take a clear stand.

But for some reason, the moment this turtle spoke, he felt a life and death crisis.

It seemed as if the turtle could slap him to death with one claw at the next moment - not like the wood carver, but to give him the feeling that it could actually kill him.

The angry old man gasped rapidly.

Although his reason told him that this was an illusion, it still felt very bad. Sure enough, this turtle should have died!

The angry old man gasped twice and stepped on his feet. Anger surged out of his body, condensing into the shape of a bull behind his back. Instead of retreating, he jumped towards Su He.

The barbarian bull was trying to shake the mountain. It was not angry at the old man's withered figure, but he charged forward with the momentum of thousands of troops.

Su He's eyes narrowed, his figure transformed into a human body, and he punched forward.

There was a collision, and the world was torn apart. The angry old man flew back and smashed a space. The snow-capped mountains outside the Huanxue Gate turned into nothingness. Only then could he stop himself. Both arms were shattered, but he was confused. He didn't care but burst into laughter.

This turtle is a hatchling! No experience against the enemy! They actually faced him head-on.

He is the condensed anger of all living beings, and his physical body is nothing!

Su He took a step back, a wild bull pattern faintly appeared between his eyebrows, and he felt his anger boiling uncontrollably.

Burning with rage, an urge to overturn the world kept emerging from the bottom of his heart.

The angry old man laughed.

Not everyone is that wood carver, they are just crazy, it doesn't matter whether they cause anger or not.

Tianke is not angry with the old man.

And for a being like Su He, who gets angry and loses his mind, dragging him into the same state of eternal anger as himself, he can completely defeat it with his rich experience.

The angry old man jumped up, his arms already fully grown, and charged forward again, completely disregarding his own life and death, not caring whether he was injured or not, roaring like a mad dog.

Su He frowned, and with all his true energy concentrated in his hands, he raised his hand and slapped it away.

Magical power, cover the mountain!

boom!

Half of the angry old man's body was broken, and he fell to the ground as a pupa. The bull pattern on Su He's eyebrows became more and more obvious, and his anger surged out, turning into rolling clouds and rushing towards the unhappy old man on the ground.

His remains were restored visibly to the naked eye.

The haggard old man who looked like a mummy laughed like a broken bellows, jumped up again, moved his newly grown body, licked his lips with his purple tongue, and laughed in a cracking voice: "Wonderful! You are indeed a dragon. The anger of a turtle. This body is so powerful!"

That's great. Ordinary dragon turtles are hundreds of thousands of years old fairies, and it's easy to control their emotions.

This dragon turtle is powerful enough, fresh enough, and its anger is pure enough! The realm that has not been advanced for hundreds of thousands of years has been loosened.

The angry old man's expression changed to one of great joy. He is different from ordinary monks. He has never had any need to cultivate the Taoism, and he can express his emotions and emotions.

He jumped up again, but was kicked back by Su He.

This time the angry old man didn't even defend, he just stamped the bull mark on Su He with all his strength. While printing, he laughed.

Impact again and again until the mark is completely formed.

He suddenly stood up and stared at Su He: "Hey, boy. Thank you very much! With your anger, maybe I can catch up with those old guys."

Su He raised his hand and touched the mark between his eyebrows. Behind him were the illusions of the Four Saints: dragon, turtle, white tiger, all roaring in anger.

Su He laughed after hearing the angry old man's words: "That's it?"

disdain? disappointment? But that's it?

The angry old man's face suddenly lost its expression, and he gritted his teeth and smiled angrily: "Kill you, that's enough!"

He jumped up and came towards Su He, but he was not as crazy as before, and he no longer wanted to die. He waved his hand and hit Su He with the sound of a wild bull mooing.

The people in the Huanxue Sect behind Su He stopped breathing in an instant. They felt that the sky was so angry that it turned into a wild bull and rammed it down, intending to smash the world to pieces.

Su He felt slightly that he did have combat power that was not weaker than Uncle Lei. No wonder it can run rampant in the heavens.

Just in time to try out the knife!

bass!

There was a sound of knife.

Everyone saw a sword light piercing the sky, and the thick cloud of anger condensed by the unhappy old man was cut open with a single sword.

Su He held the square knife upside down and stood in the rolling cloud of anger, shaking his head slightly.

Worse!

It's just that his aura is on par with Uncle Lei's, but his combat prowess is inferior.

He is better than Uncle Qi in holding on to death, and is on par with him at the moment.

That being the case...

Su He lowered his head and looked at him: "Have you figured out how to die?"

Asked again.

The angry old man immediately became furious and stamped his foot. His anger turned into a red spear and shot at Su He.

Absolutely!

"Boy! What I have is the true immortality! It is not your mythical beast, the false immortality!"

Want to kill me? Even your ancestor couldn't do it!

Su He chuckled: "Anger is also one of the negative aspects of all living beings!"

He thought that the angry old man would do something unexpected if he worked hard to arouse his anger.

After all, Su He had just gained popularity and was not very good at using it yet. It’s rare to have a teacher.

It's a pity that it didn't work out.

Su He stepped forward and disappeared. The stars in the sky returned to their positions. A starlight shot down and hit the Angry Old Man's angry spear. It exploded and knocked back the Angry Old Man by three points.

The angry old man became even more angry and was about to raise the gun again, but he saw that the stars in the sky changed slightly. They did not disappear with the end of the magical power. Instead, they became more condensed and closer...

Suddenly a huge panic rose from the bottom of my heart. The angry old man's face instantly turned pale as a sheet of paper. Su He's aura that could kill him before rose again.

It's not an illusion!

This turtle really has the ability to completely kill him!

Feeling the newly solidified starry sky, the angry old man felt like a huge wave in his heart! What's this? Why can anger be eradicated?

No, it’s not obliteration! This starry sky wants to absorb him completely and turn him into a part of itself!

He looked at Su He in shock. This lunatic had refined all the auras of all the beings in the world?

How did you do it?

In shock, Su He raised his hand and waved, and the stars suppressed the sky. As the stars rotated, popularity was like a mill, grinding away all anger.

It hit the muzzle of the gun!

The unhappy old man was suppressed by the starry sky on the earth with a roar. All the anger was suppressed, and it stuck to the ground like a piece of paper.

Furious in his heart, he raised his head and stared at Su He: "For me, you specialize in cultivating this magical power!"

How could he be so good that he forced a dragon turtle to develop a magical power specifically for him? !

Just because there is a festival in Xuanhuang Cave? So busy!

The angry old man could sense that this starry sky had no effect on ordinary monks, and even had very little power.

But it is the strongest restraint for him!

As the stars fell in the sky, the popular millstone rotated and made a grinding sound. The breath of the old man was ground up bit by bit, turned into blue smoke, and floated towards the starry sky.

The angry old man finally had a look of fear in his eyes.

He could feel that his existence was being eaten away bit by bit by the starry sky, and the parts that were erased and absorbed might really never come back!

He roared, shattered himself, and committed suicide, but he condensed again in a moment.

Still under the starry sky, Su He's expressionless face was still in front of him. He couldn't escape from the starry sky!

The starry sky still suppressed him, absorbing his anger bit by bit.

The parts that were taken away were not restored with the resurrection.

will die!

Really will die!

"Howl!" The angry old man roared, and the seven emotions and six desires turned into ten thousand swords and rose into the sky. But before they rose, they were illuminated by the stars in the sky and the fairy swords shattered.

Su He raised his hand and pointed, and the stars returned to their positions and the starlight flashed across, piercing the eyebrows of the unhappy old man.

At the moment when he was resurrected and condensed, he accelerated the movement of the stars.

It is better to destroy the angry old man who is dead and in a resurrected state.

More than a thousand disciples in the Huanxue Sect were dumbfounded and just stared at it. The old demon who seemed to be as unstoppable as heaven and earth in the past few days had no room for resistance in the hands of the ancestor.

He died and was resurrected, and he lived and died again.

This is the ancestor!

This is their ancestor!

In the past, the master suddenly invited a turtle back and asked them to call him ancestor. Although many disciples obeyed the master's orders, they still had some grudges in their hearts.

For decades, the leader has told them time and time again what a Dragon Turtle is. In particular, because of Long Gui's words, Qianjimen hung a sign on the Huanxue Gate to protect them from harassment for decades.

A rare few decades of peace.

Let everyone unknowingly accept that there is an ancestor of Dragon Turtle in the door.

In the past few days, the angry old man arrived. Although he interrogated everyone, he also told everyone in disguise. That dragon turtle is really their ancestor!

Although I don’t know where the old man got the news from.

But the leader must have known about this! This must be a secret that only the leader can know.

Being tortured and put on trial...just to get the ancestor's information.

Since he is a true ancestor, how can An have any reason to betray? Fortunately, the leader didn't say anything, the ancestor is here.

Carrying wind and rain, he is unparalleled in dominance!

The anger in the old man's eyes became even more frightened, but he could only watch himself disappear little by little.

Admitting defeat, cursing, praying...that turtle will not get in.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the space above the Huanxue Gate opened. Ji Feixue was dressed in red and walked out with lotus steps. Behind her was a battlefield, and she could see the scene of the battle between the great ancestor of the emperor and the Taoist master.

As soon as Ji Feixue came out, she raised her hand and flew out of the island, blocking the starry sky of Su He.

He looked at Su He and said with a smile: "My dear husband, can you spare his life? There is still some use for my father to keep him."

If you want to kill him, this person will die early!

Su He waved his hand to freeze the starry sky, looked at the floating island Ji Feixue sacrificed, and chuckled: "How dare you be disrespectful to your Majesty?"

My father-in-law was partial after all. He also went to Xuanting Mountain, and Fudao didn't follow him. Looking at the floating island now, it was not Ji Feixue who conquered it, but Fudao came up to it with a shy face.

The expression of the angry old man below changed again.

Although the floating island blocked the starry sky and saved his life, he found that the floating island also had the power to completely kill him.

This discovery immediately made him scared.

He didn't know how long he had existed, and he had never looked at the Four Spirits. The immortality of the Four Spirits was not immortality, but his immortality was the real immortality.

As a result, today... the son of the Dragon Turtle Clan can kill him with a wave of his hand, and the woman from the Dragon Clan who comes from the sky can also kill him with ease.

Such an impact caused his mind to lose control in an instant.

Do the Qilin and Phoenix tribes also have the means to obliterate him?

The resentful old man was filled with turmoil, wishing he could smash the starry sky and floating islands above him immediately and kill the two people in front of him, but he didn't dare to show his face.

Instead, he thanked Ji Feixue repeatedly as if he was surviving a disaster, and stepped back step by step to leave.

But I heard Ji Fei Xuejiao smile: "Thank you!"

The angry old man's expression suddenly changed, and he saw floating islands in the sky descending towards the town, coming with unparalleled power to suppress them.

It's even more domineering than the dragon turtle's starry sky!

"If you mess with my sect, you'll be beaten once and for all?" Ji Feixue's voice was full of laughter, but the angry old man's heart sank completely. He was frightened and angry, cursed angrily, and walked away, leaving through the air, only to appear again. Already under the floating island.

He clearly fled to the Emperor's World, but this island was also his nemesis. The space was transferred and was directly distorted under the floating island.

It was as if he had taken the initiative and asked to be suppressed.

"Fairy, please don't do anything!" The angry old man yelled. He has no Taoism and no respect for dignity or morality. But I never thought about not wanting freedom...

He has not forgotten what Ji Feixue said just now: There is still a use for his father to keep him...

This island and the starry sky are both artifacts that carry "people". He is a creature condensed in anger, and he knows that nothing good will happen even if he thinks about it!

He shouted, but he saw Ji Feixue laughing, as if she hadn't heard him, and with a wave of her hand, the floating island broke through the air and left, reappearing on Xuanting Mountain.

"Servant! How can I be imprisoned..." The angry old man cursed loudly, but stopped before he could finish the sentence.

Floating islands rotate around him. There is not one floating island that can kill him, but forty-nine...

After reaching the full space, a starry sky came and fell on Tai'a Mountain.

There are two big mountains next to it, one is Tai Chi rotating, and the other is hanging upside down by the long river...

All of them showed great popularity, and it was easy to kill him.

The angry old man's curse words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't curse them out no matter what.

My whole heart sank.

At the Huanxue Gate, Su He waved his hand, a clear rain fell, and the iron ropes and wooden stakes that bound everyone disappeared instantly.

Everyone fell to the ground with a crash.

The leader Ran Hou struggled to get up and bowed down: "The current leader of the Huanxue Sect, Ran Hou."

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The more than a thousand disciples behind him immediately reacted and bowed down. Their jagged and extremely weak voices rang out: "Greetings... Ancestor!"

He had just suffered a great disaster and was rescued by Su He. He felt like there was an ancestor who controlled the mountain in his door, which made him feel inexplicably at ease.

This weak greeting was extremely sincere.

Thousands of people came down the mountain to worship their ancestors. This scene was still a little exciting.

In fact, Su He was not considered the ancestor of the Huanxue Sect. Back then, he just gave the young man some skills.

At this moment, the mountain god of Dongyun Mountain, Zong Sunye, is their serious ancestor.

However, Zong Sunye obtained his skills from Su He in his previous life, and Su He ordered him to build the Huanxue Sect here.

It is not wrong to worship Su He as his ancestor, it is natural.

Su He pondered for a moment, looked at the injured disciples all over the mountain, and let out a sigh of relief: "Sorry, I'm late."

Ran Hou trembled and shook his head: "The ancestor was never late. There are 1,013 disciples in the sect, and not a single one was harmed..."

Su He shook his head and felt moved and blamed for missing this topic. But there is no need to make it public.

He turned to look at Ji Feixue and said to Ran Hou: "This is my wife, you can also call me ancestor."

The disciples on the mountain immediately worshiped again, but the shouts were all kinds of. Some called them ancestors, some called them ancestors, some called them called ancestors grandma...

Ji Feixue laughed.

She doesn't like to be called big. But I don't know why Yunmengze calls her aunt, but I always feel that calling her is too big. Calling me grandma doesn't make me feel that way anymore.

Ji Feixue flicked her finger, and a drop of water turned into a thousand fairy swords, which instantly shot through all the disciples of the Huanxue Sect. (End of chapter)