On the wheelchair three steps away, Su Wenlie looked at his feet with a frightened face, and with a pop, it turned into green smoke, and it was gone. This is not the final result, the feet are gone, then the legs, then the buttocks and waist, and so on.

In the end, when there was only one head left, Su Wenlie's face was already distorted, and the whole person didn't feel the slightest pain, why was his body gone? Not only him, but more than a dozen people around him were all the same, their heads were hanging, and their bodies were gone. There was no sound at all, just bursts of green smoke, and the body was gone.

Su Wenlie wanted to shout to prove that he was still alive, but unfortunately he couldn't shout even a little loudly. More than a dozen subordinates were the same, they wanted to shout, but they couldn't shout. I heard the constant popping in my ears, like bursting a lot of fish bladders. At the last moment, they couldn't see it, because their heads also exploded and turned into green smoke.

Lu Xiaoyi was almost scared crazy, what was going on? I had never seen such a terrible thing when I grew up so big. It's a trivial matter that his left arm turned into a stone, but he can't feel the weight and can't move a bit. When the dozen heads in front of him were facing him, staring at him with desperate and fearful eyes, Lu Xiaoyi's legs weakened. I couldn't stand at all, so I sat on the ground with a poof. Looking at the people around again, there was only one corpse left, and it was still Liu Zhao, who committed suicide before.

Visually inspect the surrounding area, there is not a single living person in a radius of about five meters. There were only piles of clothes, and various pieces of equipment scattered around, proving that someone was standing there just now.

But why is there a constant popping sound? Lu Xiaoyi's ears are very good, but he can hear it very clearly, could it be that these popping sounds are not caused by the death of a person?

Struggling to get up, Lu Xiaoyi looked around, hoping to find even one living thing. It's a pity that he was disappointed, there was nothing alive. Not even a mouse, a cockroach, I didn't see it.

Click, a bird flew up from the tree next to him, and the moment he flapped his wings, there was a poof, and it exploded. It's like a damp little cannonball, turning into green smoke and disappearing without a trace.

Lu Xiaoyi felt that he was going crazy, and he couldn't understand everything that was happening in front of him.

"Don't look at it, within a radius of five meters, as long as it's an animal, not a single one will survive. Cockroaches, ants, earthworms, what you see, what you can't see, are dead. Someone spoke behind Lu Xiaoyi, and after he turned around, he sat on the ground again.

"Oh, there is a spiritual vein, this is good!" A black shadow pounced on the root of the big tree, and Lu Xiaoyi saw clearly this time, it was a fist-sized thing, how could it look like a small turtle. Strange thing, why does it fly? How can a turtle fly?

Forcibly enduring the feeling of being frightened to pee, Lu Xiaoyi climbed up, his legs and feet were still soft, and his hands only moved. The petrified hand unexpectedly felt no weight, just like it was not his own hand, and it had nothing to do with him.

As soon as he stood up, his legs and feet were weak, and Lu Xiaoyi fell down again, but fortunately, he had a hand that supported his eyes and could kneel to look at the past.

This time, Lu Xiaoyu saw clearly, it was not a turtle, it was a villain with a turtle shell. The guy was lying on the edge of the tree, his face intoxicated, and his nose was sucking hard.

Lu Xiaoyi slowly approached, and there was an extra steel knife in his hand that he didn't know where to grab it. The little turtle man, who seemed to be defenseless, lay on the root of the tree and sucked violently, Lu Xiaoyi smiled and raised his knife, ready to chop this guy who almost scared himself to pee. That's right, Lu Xiaoyi just thinks that all these consequences are caused by the turtle people.

Seeing that he was about to raise the knife and fall, Lu Xiao's hand was soft, and when there was a loud bang, the knife fell to the ground. Once again, I was frightened, and the turtle man actually made a circle. From the original fist-sized appearance, it has become the size of a rice bowl, and it is still getting bigger, growing round by circle. At the same time, a loud voice came from his head, and he subconsciously looked up.

The leaves are falling like rain, and the big trees, which were still vigorous just now, are withering rapidly. A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves brushed off.

Lu Xiaoyi has not been frightened as much in his life. The turtle man lying at the root of the tree looked back at him with disdain, and continued to squint and suck hard. Leaves fell to the ground, and trunks turned into dead branches. Lu Xiaoyi sat on the ground like a nerd, his mind was in chaos, and his surroundings were full of fallen leaves.

The turtle man has grown to the height of a child, carrying the turtle shell on his back, turning to look at Lu Xiaoyi, smacking his lips: "Have you seen enough, don't sit stupidly, get up?"

As he spoke, the tortoise man held a small banner with a line of words on it. Hold the world in your hands to determine life and death!

With the experience of the last time, Lu Xiaoyu didn't dare to read this kind of poem-like text anymore. Looking at the turtle man blankly, this guy walked up to him and waved his hand a few times: "Scared stupid? I said, what about the person who raised you? didn't tell you anything?"

Lu Xiaoyi shook his head vigorously: "When I was six years old, my nurse died. ”

The turtle man looked helpless: "It's really unlucky, I have to start with you." Okay, listen to it yourself, what about me, it's called Xuanling. Living on the aura of heaven and earth, the divine consciousness of the ancient divine beasts left in the Giant Spirit Continent was condensed. What do you want to know, ask. ”

I want to ask anything? Lu Xiaoyi really wanted to ask this, thinking about the fact that if this guy in front of him turned his face, he couldn't beat it?

Looking at Lu Xiaoyi's sluggish expression, the turtle man Xuan Ling was speechless, and sighed: "Why are you such a stupid bird." Alright, alright, listen to me slowly. This is a long story, the three thousand worlds were created by the Mother Goddess. There are four divine beasts under the Mother Goddess Throne, which are responsible for managing the four directions of the Three Thousand Worlds. I am the mark left by the Xuanwu Divine Beast in the Giant Spirit Continent, and I don't know how many years I have been sleeping in the Hidden Soul Bead. It wasn't until you practiced the second level of the Great Tortoiseshell Technique that I was awakened. ”

"The great god of Xuanwu ...... back then. "The turtle people chattered, and Lu Xiaoyi understood one thing, that is, in ancient times, there was a great god called Xuanwu, and then he left a wisp of blood and a wisp of divine sense. As for the divine sense, it is the guy in front of him who is wearing a turtle shell, and he calls himself a mysterious spirit. The bloodline is Lu Xiaoyi. Why is it Lu Xiaoyi? This question Xuan Ling didn't make it clear, it probably means that the Gathering Spirit Continent, the Immortal Realm, the Cultivation Realm, and the Human Realm, beyond the three levels? In the past, there was also a group of people who claimed to be the Divine Race, and they were the race founded by the inheritors of the Xuanwu bloodline.

This Protoss, relying on a game called the Great Tortoiseshell Technique, yes, it's a game. The game created by the mother goddess gives the four divine beasts a rest to play when they are bored. As a result, this Xuanwu god left the Gathering Spirit Continent and returned to the Mother Goddess, leaving the game to the inheritor of the bloodline.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Xiaoyi stretched out his hand to interrupt Xuan Ling's words, he seemed to understand something, so he had to make sure first. "That, you can't control me, can you? You can't do anything to me, right?" asked very carefully, Lu Xiaoyi stared at Xuan Ling with an unkind face. This thing hasn't reacted yet, and said very honestly: "That's right, you can be a book, a talking book?"

Smack! Lu Xiaoyi slapped him and directly fanned Xuan Ling. After rolling on the ground several times, Xuan Ling, whose neck was shrunk in the turtle shell, roared angrily: "Why did you beat me, don't think that you are the heir of the bloodline, you can do whatever you want to me!"

Lu Xiaoyi didn't bird this at all, he stepped on him when he went up, and stomped on the turtle shell vigorously: "Let you scare me, let you scare me, I was almost scared by you, do you know? Lao Tzu has never been so ugly." ”

This time, Xuan Ling was honest, shrunk in the turtle shell and did not move, Lu Xiaoyi was still scolding: "Xuan Ling, I see that you are a turtle person, and you are embarrassed to give yourself such a nice name." Turtle Spirit, you'll be called that from now on. ”

A head sticking out of the turtle's shell protested: "Don't, I don't want to call it that." The Lord of the Divine Beast calls me that, and you call me that. I have the right to decide my name! I protest! I protest!"

"If the protest is invalid, you will be called Turtle Spirit!" Lu Xiaoyi was happy when he heard this, and the name he gave himself was Xuan Ling, and the original name was called out by mistake.

"The turtle spirit is the turtle spirit, can you take your foot away? I don't like to talk to people like this. The turtle spirit's beard shook angrily, and he looked loveless. Lu Xiaozhi took his feet away, the goods turned over first, then sat up, and stared at Lu Xiaozhi without speaking.

Lu Xiaozhi didn't care if he was happy or not, and continued to ask: "Say, what's going on with the Great Tortoise Shell Technique?"

The turtle spirit's small eyes rolled wildly, his beard was fighting, and he didn't think about anything at first glance. Lu Xiaoyi stretched out his hand and grabbed his beard: "Don't think about it, hurry up and explain it clearly." ”

"Let go, let go, or I'll turn my face. "The turtle spirit was anxious, and he wanted to retract into the shell but was afraid of pain.

"Turn your face, turn your face, Lao Tzu stewed you first. "Lu Xiaoyike's heart is still alive yet, he still hates this guy, when he first came out, Nima didn't explain what was going on first, but went to inhale some aura. The fallen leaves in the ground scared people to death.

"Okay, okay, I said it's not okay?" Turtle Spirit's tone softened, and Lu Xiaoyi let go.

"The Great Tortoiseshell Technique is divided into five levels. For each level, there is a mantra. What I just showed you is the second level of mantras. Speaking of which,......。 "The turtle spirit has made things clear little by little this time.

The Great Tortoiseshell Technique is a unique natural skill for the inheritors of the bloodline of the Protoss, and it is the kind that is innate. When the Bloodline Inheritor is sixteen years old, his natural skills are automatically awakened. After the skill is activated, the sky shows a gold-edged tortoise shell, with a Taiji pattern, nine dice, one in the center, and eight in eight directions, and the one in the center is the Taiji diagram corresponding to yin and yang. Once launched, no matter immortals, cultivators, or people, no one can resist, raise their heads and salute. Each level has a different formula.