God! I Turned Into a Turtle

The Nine Desolation is in turmoil, and many source gods are competing for places here.

When the Nine Desolation Wind and Cloud War was about to start, this kind of competition became more and more intense.

It's just because the mighty man named "Old Desolate" who guards the Nine Desolation Pagoda has already announced to the heavens and all worlds.

"On the day of the opening of the Nine Desolation Wind and Cloud War, the number of places is fixed, and no life can be snatched! Otherwise, the crime of desecrating the Nine Desolation Pagoda will be suppressed under the Nine Desolation Pagoda, and you will live forever!"

As soon as these words came out, the quaint and ancient Nine Desolation Pagoda shot out a ray of sky light, surging into the sky with terrifying eternal power.

The sky is like a calm lake, stirred by the light of the day, sending out ripples that expand outward, penetrating into the Yuanshen Realm and even other worlds.

All creatures, including Ye Que, felt a terrifying and irresistible eternal pressure.

This is deterrence!

It is also the inviolable majesty of the Nine Desolation Pagoda!

Ye Que's left eye was irritated, and it was unsealed again, allowing him to open it easily.

He quickly covered his left eye, looked in the direction of the Nine Desolation Pagoda and said, "You can't hit that thing."

The rumors are true.

That Nine Desolation Pagoda really has eternal power.

It must be the power left by Eternal Love.

"Next month, the Nine Desolation Wind and Cloud Battle will begin."

Ye Que turned around and looked at the vast land, his right eye was silent, and a sharp light surged out.

Before next month, there will be more terrifying characters appearing, stirring up huge waves in order to compete for the spot.

Fortunately, not all strong men want to enter the Nine Desolation Pagoda.

Just like Ye Que, he has nothing missing, it doesn't matter if he gets in or not.

Just for Pei Ye who is unconscious.

He also wanted to see how brilliant the former giant of the mysterious temple was.

It's a pity for the Empress.

He originally wanted to find the empress, but seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't go.

While the ancient gods were contemplating, another source god struck beyond Longhuang.

His eyes were contemplative and introverted for a moment, purple light flashed under his feet, and he rushed over to face him again.

...

Nine Desolation Pagoda.

A 1,000-meter-high quaint giant tower, the body of the tower is casted by the fusion of the five great gods of the Yuanshen Realm, and ancient and complicated runes are engraved on it.

After the vicissitudes of life, many powerful people fell, and some Tianjiao rose. This tower still stands here, revealing the vicissitudes, mystery and inviolable atmosphere.

An old man in plain gray clothes, with accumulated wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and cloudy eyes, is a very old man.

Old Man Huang looked at the Nine Desolation Pagoda, as if looking at himself, and sighed softly.

Behind him, the young man who said "just go" took out a broom from the wooden house next to him, and said respectfully with low eyebrows: "Master, let me sweep."

Old Man Huang remained silent, just took the broom and cleaned the open space and steps in front of the Nine Desolation Pagoda day after day.

The young man stood aside respectfully, watching silently, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, how many years have passed, why should we master and apprentice stick to the Nine Desolation Pagoda.

Look at the characters in those big forces. If you are tired, someone will take care of you. If you need any treasures, just call your disciples, and the treasures will be delivered.

Even wherever he goes, people respect him.

With the identity and strength of the master, even if he wants to create an immortal power, it will be easy.

No matter how bad it is, if you go to the ready-made one, you can still be a great ancestor.

The young man who was full of complaints did not dare to speak his mind.

"You are the orphan I picked up, count the time..."

Huang Lao was halfway through cleaning, when he suddenly opened his mouth, the young man took up his words in the middle: "It's been 160 million years, Master."

"How is your cultivation?"

After Huang Lao finished speaking, the young man felt that something was wrong, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "He is already a middle-level master."

"The old man is an eternal descendant, and now he has reached the peak of Yuanshen. It takes 160 million to teach a disciple to become a master..."

"I know I'm wrong, I'm going to practice now."

The young man's scalp is numb, and he is preconceived, so as to avoid being punished by the master again.

He knew that Master must have heard what he said just now, otherwise Master would not use this trick to teach him again.

"Hmph! Nine Desolation Wind and Cloud War, you also want to join the battle. You are only a middle-level master, how can you beat others?"

Huang Lao's face still collapsed.

"They are counterproductive, besides, even Ye Gushen will join the battle..."

Seeing Master's gloomy face, the young man didn't dare to say any more, and ran into the wooden house with his neck down.

When Huang Lao heard that Ye Gushen was also participating in the exhibition, his expression froze.

Even a person like him couldn't calm down when he learned that a wall hanging had entered the arena.

"Forget it, let nature take its course, after all, you entered the Nine Desolation Pagoda not for the quota, but for..."

Having said that, Elder Huang looked at the Nine Desolation Pagoda and heaved a long sigh.

But to get the inheritance of the eternal lover.

Just thinking of this, he felt impossible.

How many times have passed, and the Tianjiao strong came one after another, but no one can wake up the sleeping power in the Nine Desolation Pagoda.

He still knows what his disciple is.

"I only hope that you can pass through that door and get the approval of the Nine Desolation Pagoda, so that this old man can enjoy his old age and give way to you."

Old Man Huang whispered to himself, then started to look around the open space with the broom again.

...

A void of chaotic darkness.

A barbarian with an ugly face, half of his body was shrouded in mist.

His face was calm, his body was tall and straight, and he had a heroic posture.

"here we go again."

An ancient and vicissitudes of life slowly echoed in this chaotic and dark void.

Every time he heard this voice, Man Shen felt heart palpitations.

He immediately lowered his head and said respectfully: "Senior, I have obtained the "Death Disintegration Technique"."

"Well, you have collected all six books, right?"

The ancient vicissitudes of life sounded again.

"Yes, there are three remaining books, one of which is "The Art of Corpse Disintegration and Alchemy", and the remaining two books have been deduced and confirmed to be destroyed and cannot be restored."

The barbarian bowed his head.

""Corpse Dissection and Alchemy of God" was used by others, you don't need to look for it anymore, six copies are enough for you to exchange for an eternal body."

As soon as the vicissitudes of life came out, Manshen's face flushed red, and there was unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

Nearly 100 billion years of searching, even at the risk of fighting to the death with the giants of the Mystic Temple;

And set off killings in various worlds, collecting death, murder and resentment, isn't it just for this day!

"Unfortunately, this seat has been sealed by the two eternities and cannot leave the land of turbulent flow. Otherwise, if you have to change into an eternal body, this seat can change your fate against the sky with a little action."

The vicissitudes of the ancient voice sighed faintly.

Man Shen heard the deep meaning, he knelt on his knees, nodded his forehead and said: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely find the relic of the eternal ancestor of time and space, break the seal, and let you be born."

"Go, now you don't need to search for the corpse, take the half body bestowed on you by this seat, and go to find the treasure left behind after the eternal death of time and space."

"yes!"

Man Shen turned and left, although his face was calm, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

When he left, the chaotic and dark void rang out the words of vicissitudes.

From this era on, it's time to change the rules.

...

Nine wilderness wars. Chaos.

A large number of source gods, either came to the source god world from the true god world, or the source gods who practiced in seclusion, or the awakened ancient source gods, in order to compete for the twenty-three places, set off wave after wave of top battles .

After next month, the quota will be fixed.

Before that, there was only thirty days to snatch it.

Many Yuanshen couldn't continue to wait and see, and shot one after another.

Even if Ye Gushen's fierce power is prominent, he can't stop them.

The ancient gods are in Longhuang, and they have to fight Yuanshen every day.

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