"San Auntie, the state of this spiritual turtle seems to be different from what is recorded in the classics."

Qiao Jingrou suddenly spoke, her voice as wonderful as a spring water, refreshing.

A worship behind the two also followed.

"The Kitazawa Turtle in the Qiao Family's Records has been awake for two hundred years and a dream for three hundred years. It wakes up every five hundred years, but it is also for the sake of eating. It rarely targets someone directly, because ordinary people are ants in their eyes... Today's state is so furious that it doesn't seem like a natural awakening, but more like being forced to wake up by someone."

"Miss means that this divine turtle is blocking the way, and there are other forces behind the scenes?" Aunt Qiao San frowned and found that the spirit beast's emotions were a little unstable in the rumors, as if something was really urging it.

While the few people communicated, the giant tortoise had moved again and stepped on a human as big as an ant on the ground.

The three disciples of the Qiao family moved their bodies and thought they could easily avoid the attack of this giant, but they did not expect that when they were about to escape from the range of their feet, they were crushed by an invisible pressure and crawled on the ground and could not move.

With a loud bang and the smoke and dust dissipated, the disciples had already been crushed into meat pies.

This scene moved several priests slightly. The female Confucian scholar who had previously recited the Records of the Qiao Family's Grand Historian spoke again: "The body of this spiritual turtle has an unbreakable realm. Wrapped by its breath, the people in the field will feel the weight of a jack pressing down. The more they resist, the stronger this power will be."

"Is there a way to crack it?"

Hearing Aunt Qiao San’s question, the worshiper sighed and shook his head.

"Maybe there, but it has not been recorded in the historical records."

Aunt Qiao San hesitated for a moment. She knew that there were outsiders present at this time, and the Qiao family could not expose too much at this first threshold.

But when she remembered the mission of this trip, she knew that she would never waste time here. If two other families were snatched into the tomb of Youwang and get that thing.

It is still unknown whether the Qiao family will be ranked first among the four families in the future.

After making up her idea, she immediately stood up and yelled with her internal force: "If we don't subdue the spirit turtle at this moment, we will not be able to pass here. The juniors of the Qiao family obey the orders, and list the words!"

Under Aunt Qiao San's order, the Qiao family disciples on the field responded one after another, listing a human-shaped character on a clearing.

A worshipper waved his robe with his left hand, flew out, flashed to everyone, poured his true energy into full force, and shouted: "The way of heaven has just begun, and mountains and mountains have appeared!"

Those disciples spoke at the same time, and their voices were as loud as rainbows.

"The man has passed away, and all things are gone!"

The golden man suddenly appeared, and a thin golden thread was shown in the air, directly penetrating through one of the giant tortoise's big feet.

The giant tortoise made a whimpering sound, as if it was wailing and whining. Then the injured front foot bent slightly and knelt down.

"This ghost's flaw is fixed on his head! Follow me to surrender..."

Before the worship was finished, a sharp arrow with the wind roar passed by, dragging her people several steps and nailed them to the trees behind.

Then a stronger pressure spread, which directly affected the slightly farther observation stage. Several priests, together with Aunt Qiao San and Qiao Jingrou, knelt on one knee and could not stand up.

Only Liu Ruohuan was an accident. He suddenly found that the Lirenzhu in his body had quietly relieved the pressure outside the body, allowing him to stay in the venue as if nothing had happened.

"I am still famous in the capital. How powerful is the Qiao family, which is a thousand-month-old person? Now, together with the contemporary calligraphy saint, they are still kneeling in front of me, Cheng?"

After a boring laugh, Cheng Haoxuan and Ning Keer appeared on the turtle's back.

Behind the two, there was a woman wearing a night clothes and pulling a bow and arrow, pointing the tip of the arrow at Aunt Qiao San.

Aunt Qiao's expression remained unchanged. She glanced at the three people on the turtle's back and found that the real calmness and unpredictable strength was the woman in black.

She slowly stood up from the ground and asked, "A single arrow breaks the body-protecting true energy of my Qiao family's selfless realm. It's so powerful, why have you never heard of a person like you in the world?"

"I don't have a name, I'm just a lackey of my master."

The woman's answer was cold and her words were concise. The two sentences showed her identity.

After hearing this, Cheng Haoxuan laughed and touched the head of the woman in black with his left hand, saying, "I performed well today, and I can reward you more in the evening."

"Thank you, Master."

Ning Ke'er next to him showed a dissatisfaction expression, and a jealousy in his tone, "Senior Brother Cheng, didn't you say that I was the only one in your eyes?"

"Oh my heart and soul, she is not a human, she is a dog, and you are also her mistress, why can't you get along with your loyal dog?"

Cheng Haoxuan's words were so frivolous, but Ning Ke'er was still a little unhappy. She always felt that since she met her senior brother again, although the other party expressed his feelings to her, many strangers appeared around her.

Sometimes, she even thought in her mind whether they all had some strange relationships.

Aunt Qiao San heard that the man's surname was Cheng, and compared it with the famous figures of the Demonic Talk, and immediately came to a conclusion.

"The person above is Cheng Haoxuan, the eldest disciple of the Demon Sect?"

"The old wife guessed it very accurately, but unfortunately I have no interest in you. You open the hat of the woman beside you and let me see what she looks like."

Although several worshippers showed anger, they could not move on. Aunt Qiao San still looked calm, making people unable to see the depth.

In the scene, Cheng Haoxuan had an absolute advantage. He used an inexplicable method to control the spirit turtle, and there was another slave who could shoot a true arrow of destruction at any time. Everyone now can be said to be slaughtered by him.

Liu Ruohuan suddenly saw that on the other side, the Bai sisters who had not shown up for a long time had reached the hind legs of the giant tortoise and were climbing up from the hind limbs, preparing to attack the man from behind.

He thought to himself that Aunt Qiao San was dragging the Bai sisters to the back of the turtle.

"Since you want to see your true face, why don't you dare to take it down and pick it?"

Qiao Jingrou's voice was extremely beautiful, which made Cheng Haoxuan on the turtle's back unable to help but shrink his pupils and his mind rippling.

He could almost certain in his heart that this saint of calligraphy who had never appeared at home must be an incomparable beauty under the veil.

Missing the beautiful spring scenery under the hat, he couldn't help swallowing. All this was seen in his eyes and hurt in his heart by Ning Ke'er beside him.

Ning Ke'er, who wanted to persuade his lover to change his mind, hurriedly hugged Cheng Haoxuan's arm and pressed it slightly with his soft chest intentionally or unintentionally.

"Senior Brother Cheng, we can just kill them all, why bother to do this?"

Although Ning Ke'er's voice was charming, she was also fragrant and tender, and she was more beautiful than a flower, but for Cheng Haoxuan at this time, she was just an invisible and invisible existence now.
Chapter completed!