God! I Turned Into a Turtle

"I know you are special, so how could I not have taken precautions in advance, come in, enter this mustard space! I want to see how capable you are!"

As soon as Ye Que took a step, the world changed into a golden world.

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The Realm of Mustard Seeds, a special secret technique, was bought by him at a large price in the market.

Once activated, the secret power will be released automatically after three seconds.

Based on this, the Prophet did not expect this trick and was pulled into the mustard world.

"Here, we don't have to worry about alarming anyone!"

Ye Que took a step to activate the four major bloodlines, but the nightmare was not activated.

In this place, the power of nightmare is not needed.

The God of Undeath in the Dark Night stepped out of the magic flame, and the surrounding golden world was affected, turning into a piece of dark gold. His double eyes of reincarnation and the third eye of good fortune directly locked on the prophet.

The undead magic armor on his body was burning with black flames, exuding a fierce and domineering terrifying aura.

The immortal held a stick in his hand and pointed at the prophet: "Come on, will you do it first, or should I do it first?"

The Prophet in light armor hung his hands behind his back, looked at Ye Que expressionlessly, and said calmly, "Is this your method?"

Glancing left and right, he shook his head and said indifferently: "Do you think that you can kill me with this?"

At this point, his face changed.

Because, he predicted the other party's thoughts.

"This space is not too big. With my strength, if I attack with all my strength, it can just cover every blind spot here! Including myself!"

Ye Que grinned, waved his hand, lightning and thunder, wind and rain, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, starry sky torn apart, all kinds of strange lights of secret techniques floated beside him.

Yes, with just a wave of the hand, five or six thousand kinds of secret techniques have been displayed.

With such a shocking scene, it is estimated that there is no second person in the entire universe who can perform so many secret arts with a wave of hands.

There is no reason, the main reason is that this product is used to it, so it naturally has this unique skill.

I saw all kinds of light like fireworks, intertwined like aurora, filling the whole world.

"Can your prophet escape my saturation attack?"

Ever since he beheaded the first prophet, he had come up with this trick.

Since the opponent can predict in advance, then simply saturate the attack and cover the attack, so that the opponent has no place to hide.

The face of the Prophet in light armor changed slightly, and he said gloomyly: "Then come and try..."

The conversation stopped here, and his eyelids jumped wildly, because he saw the other hand of the other party, and with a light wave, densely packed secret techniques emerged, illuminating the world with various gods.

The power of his secret technique also made him feel great pressure.

One wave of the hand, five or six thousand, two waves of hands in a row, is more than ten thousand secret arts.

The light-armored prophet swallowed, and faltered.

As the saying goes, the ancient gods are powerful, and they are the first race in the starry sky.

But the Prophet always has a strong sense of superiority, thinking that the Old God is just a stupid and clumsy bug.

Now facing it in person, he couldn't even speak, it was frightened.

He has lived for so many years and has seen many strange things in the starry sky, but he has never seen this scene before him.

With a wave of left and right hands, tens of thousands of secret techniques came.

This one man is an army.

"If you have the ability, evacuate this mustard space, let's go to the starry sky to fight!"

The light-armored prophet is shameless and confident.

Ye Que smiled and said, "Okay, cut off your prophet's tentacles, and I'll hit you with one hand, or one finger! Dare?"

The other party is shameless, and he is also not to be outdone, and is still disgusted by the other party.

The light-armored prophet didn't refute, and said bluntly: "Then come and try, how powerful you are, a ninth-level god king!"

Ye Que was also a ruthless person, upon hearing this, he shot immediately.

Rumble!

Rumble!

There are tens of thousands of secret techniques densely packed in the entire world in an instant.

He wasn't targeting the Prophet at all, and he couldn't be targeting him anyway.

Therefore, he directly launched a destructive bombardment on the world, using the tactics of unlimited firepower to cover any corner of the world, ensuring that every place was saturated with attacks.

This scene is too scary.

With a wave of left and right hands, there are tens of thousands of secret arts.

To do it again is to add another round of tens of thousands of secret techniques.

Do it again, infinitely, there are more than one hundred thousand, hundreds of thousands of secret techniques.

The light-armored prophet was stunned on the spot, almost scared to pee.

In the whole world, apart from the sound of explosions, there is only dazzling bright light, like fireworks, crackling and rumbling and shining continuously.

Its offensive power is even more filling in the entire world.

Ye Que was a ruthless person, he would not let him go, he was in the middle of an explosion, and Nirvana was reborn again.

The Six Paths Divine Fist, the rain of the gods, the wind blows up the six realms, the tree realm descends, and evil ghosts haunt...

There are countless kinds of secret techniques, no matter how strong or weak they are, there is no need to think about how to release them, just smash them down hard.

The light-armored prophet was forced to cry in a corner: "Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Only by being beaten up personally can one know the horror of the ancient gods.

And he is also unlucky, because this guy is probably the most explosive ancient god in the history of the ancient god clan.

Pieces of secret techniques poured out without stopping at all, hitting every place in the world with terrifying destructive power.

puff! ! ! !

The Prophet in light armor was shaken by the destructive force, his whole body was bruised, his light armor broke, his body was torn apart, and blood flowed all over the place.

"Stop fighting, let's have a good talk!"

He is howling.

Ye Que didn't bother to pay attention to him, he was fighting vigorously.

A large number of secret techniques were played out, like a bombardment madman. In the end, the prophet's body was shattered and almost died.

At this point, he put away the secret technique, slowly flew to the face of the prophet whose hands, feet and torso were full of cracks, and said lightly, "Is this the prophet?"

The prophet was dying, and the tentacles on his head were exposed. Ye Que went up and cut it off, and said, "Is there any last words to say?"

"You think you've won?"

The prophet's mouth was bleeding, and he didn't panic at all. He looked at Ye Que with hatred and teasing.

Ye Que stepped on the opponent's foot and said with a sneer, "If one of you dies, there will be tens of thousands of you?"

"Hmph! This is just a clone, my main body is still outside! You are dead! All the hunters and the gods of the Silver Winged Hunter Pavilion will come to kill you!"

The prophet's words made Ye Que's face change slightly.

"In that case, I'll give you a ride!"

Ye Que stuffed two star-level nuclear bombs (the power of which is comparable to that of the Peerless God King) in the prophet's body, sealed it with a secret technique, and then put the half-fold card in his arms.

In the end, he used the puppet secret technique he had used before and forcefully poured it into the opponent's head, leaving the opponent's mind in a state of confusion and stiffness.

"Your prophet's tentacles have been broken, and you can no longer predict my thoughts and actions. Next, let's have a good time! After all, you rarely come to Double Void Square City!"

He showed his signature old Yinbi smile, and immediately took out a suit of clothes to dress up the Prophet. He looked like a spirited guy.

"Okay, let's go out!"

Ye Que took the prophet out and went straight to the headquarters of the Silver Wing Hunter Pavilion.