God! I Turned Into a Turtle

Wang Baikuang clenched his fists and glared at the old woman: "You hermits, don't forget your mission!"

swipe swipe——

Multiple strands of detached power struck like lightning from the direction of Blood Valley, turning into strands of black shadows, hanging above Ye Que's head, confronting Wang Baikuang.

For a moment, everyone's breath was suffocated.

This is a ray of detached power from the hidden powers. Although the real body has not appeared, but the weight is as heavy as it is, which explains everything.

Wang Baikuang fell silent suddenly, the silence was terrifying.

"It's none of your business how to manage the affairs of the sect! Hermits! Go back!!!"

The other six core elders also came, and they stopped coldly.

In fact, the Hidden Powers and the Presbyterian Church have always been the special existence of Rashomon.

They seem to be unrelated, but there is a faint sense of confrontation, but no one has said it.

Now, with a few words from the core elders, they will quickly clarify this matter.

"What the people want! What the people want! Wang Baikang, I respect you as the core elder, and I shouldn't surpass you, but look at how Rashomon has been messed up by this so-called son of God. Already!"

The old woman didn't leave, and neither did the shadows above.

Even the hermits can't stand it anymore, which shows how bad things are.

However, Wang Baikuang couldn't listen to it at all.

Yan Junzi is still young, he thinks that he will be able to cultivate with all his strength, and he will definitely have a great talent.

These people were clearly dissatisfied with his selection of Yan Junzi and wanted Ye Que to be promoted.

How could he give in?

If you really want to give in, then the Presbyterian Church, is it still the Presbyterian Church?

Then is he still the core elder?

Wang Baikang glanced at the people behind Ye Que.

All the elders and disciples who were swept away were afraid for a while, but there was anger in their hearts, and they really couldn't hold it back. They stood naked behind Ye Que, and none of them retreated.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said: "Son of God is still young, he doesn't know how to measure, he almost did something wrong to Xue Ao! Ning Bingru, I will give you an explanation for this matter!"

"I'm going to you, how do you know about this?"

Ye Que was furious, and almost knocked Wang Baikang on the head with a stick.

If it wasn't for him not being able to beat Transcendence, he would have cleaned up Liu Wujue and Wang Baikuang a long time ago.

As for Yan Junzi, is he still eligible to live?

What the hell, even if he dies, he will not let him go. He will be sent to the 18th floor of hell, where he will receive VIP treatment every day.

Contradicting the core elders caused many people to worry about Ye Que's safety.

But Ye Que's words were so loud that Wang Baikuang's face changed slightly.

"It seems that you knew about this from the beginning, but you condoned it!"

While the old woman was speaking, the heavy snow between heaven and earth became thicker again.

Everyone standing behind Ye Que was silent, but the silence had become a kind of strength, which made Wang Baikang and other core elders even more ugly.

At that time, the three core elders and sect master came out.

They have been unable to do things because they have lost power.

Among the ten members of the Presbyterian Church, seven out of ten supported Yan Junzi and strongly opposed them.

They are also very helpless. Whatever they want to do, they will be suppressed by the other seven, which is more uncomfortable than an ordinary elder.

But today is different.

According to the will of the people, they can't suppress the Presbyterian Council, but they can also lead the crowd to suppress the Presbyterian Council.

"Abolish Yan Junzi's status as the Son of God!"

"People don't have to kill, but they have to be punished!"

"Ye Que doesn't need to be the Son of God, and put things back to the original point, so don't let the Rashomon sect get into trouble."

The three core elders are suppressing and compromising, giving both sides a step down.

Otherwise, in a word, Yan Junzi will die.

Is it possible?

They will all object.

Because, regardless of the special status of the hermit, or the resistance of all the disciples of the elders, they cannot go beyond the elders.

Really forced the elders to kill Yan Junzi.

Once a precedent is set, the meaning of the existence of the Presbyterian Church will change.

At this moment, everyone looked at the seven core elders headed by Wang Baikuang, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

Wang Baikuang was angry, but he kept suppressing it, and he communicated with other core elders in his mind.

Ultimately, they make a decision.

Never compromise!

The majesty of the Presbyterian Church cannot be violated!

The choice of the Son of God is the choice of the elders, and no one can disobey it!

"The son of God is still young, so he can focus on training and change the current bad situation! His identity cannot be removed! Whoever dares to contradict the elders will be severely punished by my elders!"

Wang Baikuang said coldly, and the other six core elders seemed to have communicated with them a long time ago, and they all stood up, and the oppressive pressure of transcendence overwhelmed them.

Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar, but under pressure, their voices gradually became smaller.

At this moment, Ye Que looked at Yan Junzi.

Seeing that this guy was pale and silent, he opened the ancient god's eyes again and stared at him.

Sure enough, there was a bloody shadow in this guy's body, it was undoubtedly an evil spirit, it should be the remnant spirit of the evil spirit that drilled out of the blood valley, and took the opportunity to enter Yan Junzi's body.

On the other hand, Yan Junzi on the ground was worried that the king of evil spirits in his body would be exposed, and felt very guilty.

When he saw Ye Que's eyes that could see through his whole body, he was even more frightened and his body trembled.

If the king of evil spirits is exposed, he will die.

The person who is able to suppress the door of evil spirits in the future has a king of evil spirits hidden in his body?

Once this kind of absurd thing is exposed, he feels terrible even thinking about it.

"Oh no, no, if Ye Que speaks out, I will die!"

Yan Junzi asked for help in fear.

"It's okay, I'm just a trace of the power of the king of evil spirits, and it doesn't have much influence."

The king of evil spirits is not worried about this at all, because Yan Junzi is a living evil spirit, and he is the perfect carrier for it.

It applied a secret method and completely integrated into Yan Junzi's limbs and bones, forming a perfect unity.

Ye Que was taken aback for a moment, his face was gloomy, and when he was about to speak, he closed his mouth.

"Ye Que, why don't you tell me about how you killed the Son of God many times!"

Wang Baikuang wanted to change the subject and transfer the chaos to Ye Que.

Ye Que said coldly: "I have nothing to say! But I warn you, there are evil spirits in his body, something will happen one day!"

He didn't know what kind of evil spirit it was, even Xue Lingluo didn't notice it.

But his intuition told him that something big would happen.

"Nonsense! Look, what evil spirits are in his body!"

Despite the dissatisfaction of many people, Wang Baikuang used his special eyes to spy on Yan Junzi's body, but he didn't find any evil spirits.

Ye Que turned his head, looking at the resistance of the elders and disciples, there was anger in the silence.

Yan Junzi has several detachment protections.

The Son of God is also special.

He wanted to kill, but couldn't.

He wanted to expose it, but people didn't believe it.

Borrowing the strength of the crowd, the elders will forcibly stop it.

hehe.

Turning around, facing Wang Baikuang, he said: "Tomorrow, I will create a Yin-Yang level formation, and after covering the gate of evil spirits, I will leave, and I will never step into Rashomon again!"

"up to you!"

Wang Baikuang sneered.

He had long wanted to drive Ye Que away.

"Ye Que, Xue'er is in your hands, let her go to Ye Tiandian, let her continue in Rashomon, it will harm her!"

As a hermit, the old woman did not stand up to the Presbyterian Church after all.

The sect master and the other three core elders wanted to say something, but the seven core elders had a tough attitude, and it was meaningless to say more.

Seeing this, Wang Baikuang smiled.

He pointed to Yan Junzi and said, "Son of God kowtows to the hermit, kowtows to everyone, these few days, you have done too much, you must admit your mistake!"

Turning his head, looking at Liu Wujue who was injured by a stick, he said: "The compensation that should be paid, especially the inheritance disciple Xue Ao, must be fully compensated!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Yan Junzi heaved a sigh of relief, wouldn't he just kowtow and admit his mistake?

Flying into the air, he kowtowed to the group of people to admit their mistake.