God! I Turned Into a Turtle

What Li Jiu said was not unreasonable.

If it wasn't for the transfer of the curse, how could Zhu Jiuyin get out of trouble?

Everyone fell silent, all staring at Ye Que, the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

Ye Que, who was below, was still on his way.

Another day passed.

He has seen the path of death in the distance.

Nearly half of the ominous death road is occupied by giant tiankengs.

"That dragon should be in the giant tiankeng, and there is a god!"

In the past four days in total, with only six days left, he already felt obvious sluggishness in his limbs and thinking.

This made him more eager and eager to enter the giant tiankeng to obtain divine essence.

Let out a breath and adjust your state.

"Hey, turtle grandson, do you really want to go in?"

He heard someone outside calling him.

Ye Que finally adjusted his mentality, and it was crooked again.

He turned around and pointed at the man and cursed: "I remember you, when I go out, I will kill you! Look at the leader of the skeleton assassination organization next to him, how honest!"

Those who followed him were those who were idle, those who were watching the fun, those who had ulterior motives, and those who were not kind to him.

For example, the leader of the skeleton assassination organization.

Well, the one next to him is the Lord of the Forbidden World.

The leader of the Skeleton Assassination Organization, when he heard Ye Que's words, his expression became gloomy again, and he couldn't help but say, "I'm waiting for you to come out before I send someone to kill you!"

"I also know the positions of your 20 branch forums. If I give it to Laozi BB, I will loot them all for you later!"

Ye Que's cursing words made the leader's face turn black, but there was nothing he could do.

The people around were holding back their laughter, and only Ye Que, the iron-headed boy, dared to be so strong against a strong man in the realm of life and death.

The Lord of the Forbidden World, with his hands behind his back, stared at Ye Que, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Interesting."

Although his power is not as strong as Rashomon, the Forbidden Death Realm is rooted in the northern part of the Eastern Desolation and has a long history.

How could he not know, the Record of the Falling God History 800,000 years ago.

Similarly, he also investigated clearly that the suspected Zhu Jiuyin creature was suppressed here.

When he saw the black and white strange runes on Ye Que's face, he guessed that Ye Que had been hit by the black and white magic spell.

Let's talk about Ye Que.

This guy was angry with a group of people, and felt much better, so he stepped forward and continued to approach the road of death.

The closer you are to the road to death, the more people will be onlookers.

Even the inheritance disciples of the immortal inheritance level forces have been attracted.

Among them were Ning Aoxue and Liu He.

"He is about to enter the periphery of the Death Road!"

Liu He was concerned.

"What's with the rune on his face, is something wrong?"

The sensitive Ning Aoxue muttered worriedly.

"It's useless to guess these, let's see what he wants to do."

Liu He's eyes suddenly became focused.

Ye Que, however, was flying at low altitude, looking at the bottomless ravine below, gradually approaching the periphery of Death's Sky Road.

"I'm a tortoise, I was lucky that I didn't get close to the road of death that day, otherwise it would not be as simple as being injured."

Ye Que sighed in amazement, raised his head, worried about the black land in front of his eyes, and let out a soft breath.

The black land is the scope of Death's Heavenly Road.

"We have come to this point, there is no way out!"

Ye Que was mentally prepared and rushed up.

Boom!

An invisible force sent him flying.

He grinned his teeth in shock, rubbed his forehead and said, "What's going on?"

In my heart, an ominous premonition emerged.

Slowed down, slowly flew forward, came to the edge of the black land, and stretched out his hand to test.

A touch of cold into the palm.

His face changed slightly.

"The invisible wall! The road to death has long been blocked by an invisible wall?"

His face became more and more ugly.

In the end, I didn't believe in evil, turned left and right, and found that there was still an invisible wall.

"Hahahaha, this guy is in vain!"

"There is an invisible wall here, he can't get in at all!"

"It's so funny, it's a waste of effort!"

"Unlucky!"

Those above laughed.

Ye Que shook his head and said, "Impossible! You should be able to get in!"

He performed the holy art of body refining, and bombarded it with one punch after another.

However useless.

He used the turtle form again and cast various holy spells, but he still couldn't break it.

In the end, he started burrowing, still to no avail.

At your wit's end?

"I was in a coma for two days, and I was on the road for two days. I went for a total of four days. I don't have much time left! I must go in!"

He raised his head and looked into the twisting space.

This thing can be teleported randomly, and it should be able to teleport in.

He was driven into a hurry, and he slammed into it head-on.

Severe pain hit the body, unconsciousness.

When he woke up, he was already in another place.

Looking up and looking around, I found a temple not far away, and my body shook.

Back to the brink!

He is suffering.

Back to the beginning again.

If you want to continue to approach the road of death, you have to travel for another two days.

"No, I don't have time!"

Ye Que flew up again and hit the twisting space.

After experiencing another teleportation, blood was seen everywhere in the body, but where he could land, let him be silent.

Still in place.

He thought for a while, then got up again, and rushed to the twisting space, once again covered in bruises, but the place where he landed again was still where he was.

Just when he was about to try for the third time, the monk came out.

The monk sighed softly: "Although I don't know why the benefactor is so persistent, but according to my observation, the transmission of this twisting space is not random as I thought before, but regular."

Ye Que glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to rush upwards. As a result, his injuries only worsened, and the place where he landed was still where he was.

"The benefactor does not need to harm himself. The teleportation location of the twisting space, no matter where the teleportation is from, the end point is the edge."

The monk persuaded, hesitated for a moment, and said again: "It seems that this force of twisting space does not allow anyone to approach the death road, and it will send anyone to the farthest away from the death road."

Ye Que murmured: "This will cause trouble."

Only six days left.

"Is there any urgent matter for the benefactor? If so, can the poor monk help?"

What the monk said made Ye Que shake his head: "You can't help."

With stiff steps, he slowly entered the temple.

The monk watched Ye Que enter the temple, shook his head, and walked in.

But in the next instant, a gust of wind-like fluctuations came from behind.

He turned his head to look, his expression was stunned, and then he smiled: "It seems that the benefactor has good luck."

He entered the temple and informed Ye Que.

This twisting space that is upside down on the ground is shrinking.

Ye Que was overjoyed at first, then calmly said: "We can't get out again."

"I have observed that when contracting before, the things that touched the twisting space were not teleported, benefactor, you can go out now."

The monk smiled.

Ye Que was shocked: "Really?"

"Monks don't tell lies!"

The monk clasped his hands together.

Ye Que murmured in his heart: "Since you can go out, then go back to the Ancient God Realm! You must go back to the Ancient God Realm, maybe in the Ancient God Realm, this curse will not work!"

He has a new method.

So, he began to wait.

But what awaits him is not only the invasion of the black and white magic spell, but also people from the Heavenly Lord of Life and Death, the Forbidden World, and the Skeleton Assassination Organization.