Don’t Provoke the Turtle

Chapter 107: Turtle hat

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This was a big shock.

The stone statues were not made by them. The method of making the statues of the Great Ming King was long lost. These statues were found in the ruins. Thirty-four fellow disciples had tried it, and the "fear" of the seven emotions was cut off, and three of them even died.

But only eight of them can merge with the stone statue.

Every piece of broken stone on the stone statue is an indispensable part of the Great Ming King Demon Statue. If one piece is missing, the combat power will decrease by one point.

"Bang!" A bell rang, and a bronze bell came from the opposite side. Ge Hong crossed his hands to block it, but was knocked back a hundred feet. The huge sound wave overturned the clouds in the sky and entered Qingyuan. The Qingyuan Sect's mountain protection formation lit up and blocked it with a creaking sound.

What fell into Qingyuan Mountain again was a simple thunderous sound.

Ge Hong pulled himself out of the mountain. After all, there is a gap between the Great Ming King Golem and the real Heaven-Stepping Realm. Without magic power, he can only fight in pure melee. His hair is gone, and his combat power is weakened.

He looked back at Qing Yuan and in the direction of Zhenyu, and saw a dragon turtle beside Ge Laodao exuding extreme temptation.

The hair of the stone statue was refined by it.

Is this the divine beast disciple that my uncle accepted? I escaped from prison in a hurry that day and didn't even have time to see him. In fact, the dragon turtle is much closer to me than to others.

But I really want to hit him!

"come over!"

Ge Hong stretched out his hand and scooped him up. Su He had no time to throw Feng Yaya on his back to Ge Laodao, and then flew out uncontrollably. The stone statue of Ge Hong pressed him on the head and said, "Hold on tight, little turtle!"

Su He held his head with his four paws, looking confused.

"What are you talking about? You refined a man... Bah! You refined my hair, so you should be wearing a hat on me now, right?"

"Don't be dazed, the Qi is connected!"

Su He was even more confused. How were these things connected

Should spiritual power be sent in

Su He turned all his spiritual power and transmitted it to the bald man under him through his abdominal armor.

"Puh, puh, puh! What do you want to do, you little bastard? I'm not dead yet, and you want to sacrifice the statue of the Great Ming King?" Ge Hong spat out his spiritual power.

"How do you refine your hair? How do you do it now?"

Training your brain? This is what Su He is good at.

Fushan spread out his arms and covered the bald head below him.

Fushan is the innate magical power of the Dragon Turtle, just like an invisible fishing net, it can refine whatever it catches. The only problem is that the things refined by Fushan can only be used to strengthen the external appearance of Guishan, and cannot help Su He advance.

Even Fu Shan cannot be refined endlessly - after all, the Foreign Minister Gui Shan is on Su He's back. If he really refines the Foreign Minister to an extremely strong level, Su He will not be able to carry him anymore.

"Yes, that's it... anything else! Just put it on, don't suck, don't suck!" Ge Hong couldn't see Fushan, but he could feel it.

The bronze bell came again from the opposite side. Ge Hong roared, rushed forward and punched out. There were many phantoms on his fist, collapsed mountains, ruined sects, rivers of blood - this was the murderous aura condensed, creating an illusion.

When the stone fist met the bronze bell, no sound was heard. Instead, the mountains, sects, and blood rivers disappeared in an instant, and the bronze bell flew back silently.

The rocks on the mountain shattered and flew up from the stone fist, then fell back onto the fist.

It was not until this moment that the sound of bells came from the void.

"Bang!"

Su He only felt that his entire sea of consciousness was roaring and shaking. This was still protected by the statue, and the other damage caused by the bronze bell was blocked, leaving only the roaring sound.

“He has only a physical body with the fighting power of stepping on the sky, so there is nothing to worry about. One person can suppress two demon statues of the Great Ming King.” Stepping on the sky, the only female of Xuantian Sect, said in a deep voice with a bronze bell on her head and her eyes closed.

External things are external things after all.

But two people at the peak of demon transformation can rely on two stone statues to stop a person at the Heaven-Stepping Realm. The Great Ming King Demon Statue is truly an existence that defies the heaven.

There was a loud bang.

A statue of the Great Ming King Demon was smashed into the ground by a Heaven-Walking Man. Seals fell to the ground one after another. The stone statue had no choice but to fight back. It punched the ground, broke the ground from the other end and drilled out.

Xuantianmen stepped on the sky and pointed towards the ground.

Pointing to the ground turns into steel.

The stone statue that drilled the hole was immediately trapped.

Two stone statues rushed over to him, roared, punched open the seal, and pulled out the trapped fellow disciples.

The eight stone statues quickly formed a team of two and looked up at the sky to see the nine celestial beings of Xuantian Sect.

The buzzing in Su He's head faded away, and he felt suffocated.

Why would a turtle like him participate in such a high-end game? !

Not to mention the dragon turtle's long growth cycle, even according to the standards of an ordinary turtle, he is just a half-grown turtle - he hasn't even reached the estrus period!

Luo Rujin laughed, "Master Feng plans to use these eight stone statues to stop Xuantian? Isn't this wishful thinking?"

If the Qingyuan Sect only relies on the Great Ming King Demon Statue to subdue Huorong Mutong, Qingyuan can be defeated!

He looked behind the stone statue and saw more than twenty other people who had transformed into demons.

There are still twenty-three transformed demons, plus the seven branch within the Qingyuan Sect. Each branch has about four or five transformed demons, but not all of them are in the sect. At this moment, there are still thirteen people on the battlefield outside the domain.

But there are still quite a few left. Luo Rujin only brought nine Heaven-Stepping Realms and thirty Demon-Transforming Realms with him this time. The housekeeper... If you can avoid using them, try not to use them. It will lower your grandfather's evaluation.

He waved his hand downwards: "Senior Ku, stay here and keep an eye on Feng Yiju. The other seniors, don't separate, join forces to smash the Great Ming King Demon Statue. The rest of the disciples, form a formation and kill the enemy!"

He then shouted towards Dongyun: "All the sects in Dongyun, listen up! Assist Xuantian in conquering Qingyuan. Anyone who dares to slack off will be cut down and the gates broken afterward without mercy!"

An excited voice came from Dongyun Mountain: "Luanzhu Sword Sect has received the order!"

It was the same voice that had previously criticized Feng YiJu.

"Kuzhu Temple has received the order!"

"The Demon God Sect has received the order!"

"Hongcui Tower..."

One voice after another rang out.

Feng Yiju looked back at Dong Yunshan and said in a deep voice: "The hatred between Qingyuan Sect and Xuantian Sect is not a personal hatred. You should think about the reason and don't put your sect in an unjust position. Now that the war has just started, if you are willing to leave, the previous promise will still count. Qingyuan will bear all the losses!"

The leader of the Luanzhu Sword Sect laughed loudly: "Feng Yiju, you are really confused. Where does justice and injustice come from in Dongyun Mountain?"

Another voice came over: "Master Feng, are you going to talk about righteousness? What happened to Zuo Suer, Mu Tu, and Peng Po? Shouldn't Qingyuan Sect give an explanation? More fellow practitioners have died in Dongyun in the past ten days than in the previous hundred years! Qingyuan Sect should be killed!"

Southwest of Dongyun is Fengming Prefecture.

Fengming Mansion had already closed the mountain, and the mountain gate was sealed on the day when Chi Yang and Huo Rong fought.

At this moment, the eldest disciple of the true sect stood beside the headmaster and said, "Master, Xuantian is wiping out the Qingyuan Sect. Shouldn't Fengming Mansion participate?"

Participating now will not only win the favor of Bo Xuan Tian Men, but also bring rich rewards.

The head of Fengming Mansion shook his head: "There are hundreds of sects in Dongyun Mountain. Since ten thousand years ago, there have been no less than twenty leaders. Where are they now? Today, my Fengming Mansion participated in the killing of Qingyuan. Tomorrow, I will be the leader of Dongyun. It won't be long before the annihilation of the clan."

He looked towards the Qingyuan Sect. The news revealed by Feng Yi Ju today was too shocking. Two leading sects in the world were killed by the prison ghosts...

What role did Xuantianmen play in it

He murmured to himself: "Don't be too strong, don't be too weak, it's just right to always be the third of Dongyun."

(End of this chapter)