God! I Turned Into a Turtle

"Actually, Elder Ye Que is doing it for my own good. He just acted a little too aggressively. All core elders, don't punish Elder Ye Que."

Yan Junzi sighed, his eyes were full of teasing.

As soon as these words were said, the faces of the seven core elders. Obviously relieved, he looked at Yan Junzi with admiration.

"Yan Junzi is broad-minded, not the narrow-mindedness that outsiders say, Ye Que, look, this is the gap between you and the Son of God!"

Elder Hawkeye reprimanded Ye Que in a deep voice.

"Since the Son of God has shown mercy to you, I will let you off today, don't do anything that will harm Rashomon! Leave!"

Another core elder calmed down because of Yan Junzi's words, and let Ye Que go.

"Elder Ye Que, let's go, if you leave Rashomon, the loss of Rashomen is even more regretful to me!"

Yan Junzi sighed again, and said that he was concerned about Ye Que, but the playfulness in his eyes was already unscrupulous.

"You core elders, do you really want to protect Yan Junzi without thinking about anything?"

The door owner is also angry.

In the past few days, this Son of God has been more arrogant than anyone else, daring to kill and set fire, and to eradicate dissidents.

If we continue to connive, Rashomon will really be in chaos.

"You have been the head of the sect for some time. In the past, the Rashomon was in your hands, and it was well-organized. Now I am quite disappointed. If you still question our eyes, I think you, the head of the sect, should be given to Liu. Infinity!"

Elder Hawkeye scolded the door master.

The door owner's face was gloomy, and he really had the urge to quit.

Ye Que stopped him: "Master, let's go, Yan Junzi is the Son of God, he was chosen by the core elders, there must be nothing wrong with him!"

He said something nice and stopped it.

Not only was there no result, but it was also accused by this group of people.

If it is because of this incident, the head of the sect will lose his position as the head of the sect.

Not worth it.

He stared at Yan Junzi with no expression on his face.

On the inside, there are many changes.

Since you want to pamper him.

Then indulge it.

I don't care.

After finishing what he was supposed to do, he left Rashomon.

The head of the sect was discouraged all of a sudden, bowed his hands, and left without saying anything.

Ye Que was the one who followed him.

"From now on, stay away from Yan Junzi."

The door owner said helplessly.

"Master, the Yin-Yang level formation is about to be completed, and almost all the top materials in the potential formation hall will be consumed, but once it is completed, it can be used to cover the gate of evil spirits. Can't destroy the Demon's Gate."

To create a Yin-Yang level potential array, more materials were consumed than imagined.

Rashomon is the number one force in the world, and there are countless strong people within it. In terms of power, it is the number one force in the world.

But in order to create a Yin-Yang level potential formation, the potential formation hall was also consumed.

Ye Que was worried that he would not have the resources to build an offensive yin-yang formation.

"Hey, I've made you feel wronged."

The head of the sect really held back his anger and was ashamed of Ye Que.

"The sect master gave me a very important gift. This is what I should do. Moreover, this is my first time making it. It should be practiced."

Ye Que smiled, calming down the atmosphere. At the end, he looked a little more serious, "Besides, I don't want the door of evil spirits to open. My personal emotion is that the safety of the world is more important than the catastrophe in the world."

He is selfish and protects his own people, regardless of whether others live or die.

This is character.

But you can't secretly change the concept, and you can't just watch the world fall into catastrophe and countless lives die tragically.

This is human nature.

Hearing this, the sect master felt that it was a pity that Ye Que should not be the Son of God.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll fight for you again."

Not allowing Ye Que to say more, he left quickly.

Ye Que was taken aback for a moment, shook his head, and returned to the Hall of Formation.

Another few days of formation formation.

Because the Yin-Yang level formation was about to be completed, everyone focused and ignored the outside world.

Outside, it was even more chaotic.

After Ye Que's failure to intercept and kill Yan Junzi, Yan Junzi got even worse.

In the air, he sat on the chariot, like the emperor of Rashomon, patrolling the mountains and rivers under his feet.

Behind him were many elder disciples who were chained and dragged behind the chariot. Their bodies were covered with cuts and bruises and they were dying.

"This is the fate of disobeying the Son of God!"

The disciple of the first inheritance, Bu Chengfei, acted like a dog's leg, and arrogantly shouted at everyone who came to see him.

Many people on the ground looked aggrieved and helpless, turned their heads for the last time, and went to death.

What's more, they went directly to the mission hall, took a mission out of the country, and never came back for a short time.

As for the other disciples of the inheritance, they did not go out of the gate, for fear of being bumped into by Yan Junzi.

The disciple of the second lineage had his eyes gouged out because he looked at Yan Junzi in the wrong way. If the disciple's master hadn't protected him, he would have been killed already.

Now, the disciples of this second lineage have been taken by the master to travel far and wide, traveling in mountains and rivers, and their attitude towards Rashomon is a little more unfamiliar.

There are core elders of the Presbyterian Church who indulged Yan Junzi, no one dared to appeal and could only bear it silently.

boom!

Several buildings were knocked down.

The elders in the building came out and shouted angrily: "Men of the Hall of Punishment, who told you to do this?"

"Naturally, it is the Son of God. Your buildings affect the state of mind of the Son of God. This is a major event and must be demolished!"

The people in the Hall of Punishment are the most arrogant, and they are unreasonable wherever they go.

When the elders heard that it was the Son of God's instigation, they all dared to be angry and dared not speak up, turned their heads at last, turned around and led the task and went out.

Such and such a situation, in just a few days, was staged everywhere in Rashomon.

The once peaceful Rashomon is now a bit more depressed and deserted.

Few people are running around in the sky, and no one stays on the road.

In Fangshi and other places inside the door, the flow of people has decreased several times. Most of them lowered their heads and covered their masks, bought what they needed, and hurried back to the house.

The head of the door and others looked at it and lamented in their hearts.

During this period, he also appealed several times, but he was kicked out of the hall by the elders, and he couldn't even enter the door.

What else to say, the Son of God will calm down in a few days.

"The Rashomon entered the world, but it turned into such a scene. Let alone suppressing the Beiming Immortal Sect with other immortal inheritance-level forces, it is difficult to deal with the chaos inside the sect!"

The door master flicked his sleeves and went to retreat.

You can't control it, it's better to retreat, out of sight, out of mind.

When Yan Junzi learned about this, he smiled playfully: "Master, this is a good time for you to seize power!"

He stood on a certain mountain peak in the disciple inheritance area, stepped on a disciple who was killed by him, stared at a certain attic in front of him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Junior Sister Xue Ao, tonight, I will pamper you! When the next morning comes, I will personally return you to Ye Que!"

He smiled coldly, the desire in his eyes was undisguised.

He jumped up and went straight to Ning Aoxue's residence.

The elders behind him rushed to the surrounding area to release the wind.